<?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-3024066720523347011</id><updated>2012-02-13T07:38:47.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights and Sounds.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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>204</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024066720523347011.post-3033393743876481247</id><published>2010-08-14T00:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T01:12:50.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miserable At Best.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"Dear Lewis,&lt;br /&gt;You've got to know this. You've got to start having confidence in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;I know whenever you look into her eyes, you feel small.&lt;br /&gt;You feel inferior.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, you can't seem to look away.&lt;br /&gt;It's like a small little boy oogling an ice cream cone from afar, him knowing he can never have it but dream so much of gaining it.&lt;br /&gt;I know you think you've got nothing to offer, no looks, no talents, not even the basic average height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stammer in front of her.&lt;br /&gt;You drop your popcorn all over the seat.&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea what you're going to say next.&lt;br /&gt;She talks about your past and what you've done.&lt;br /&gt;You regret for a moment, but regret no longer.&lt;br /&gt;For you know for sure, you've grown from it.&lt;br /&gt;You've changed from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She might say all the negative points about herself, but truth is, you don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;You know human beings are never perfect.&lt;br /&gt;You know everyone has flaws.&lt;br /&gt;And you know you accept her flaws.&lt;br /&gt;All you're asking for is a chance to woo, not even to get get into a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;But a chance to woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see through her iron body and realise she's like toufu.&lt;br /&gt;Sturdy on the outside but soft on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;Afraid she is of another heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how tough it'd be.&lt;br /&gt;To appease her.&lt;br /&gt;It's like David against Goliath.&lt;br /&gt;But you remain faithful.&lt;br /&gt;And I believe that faithfulness, reaps good harvest.&lt;br /&gt;Whether tangible, or intangible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Lewis."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;That was 16th Feb 2010, nearly 6 months ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;How I missed the faithfulness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;How I missed her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Funny how things can change at such a drastic pace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;She said I meant a lot to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;But truth is, sometimes people need more than just words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;This is the first time I'm going to pray for something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;For God to help me let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;It just feels so hurtful knowing you've been living a lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Despite all of that, I still miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;And I hope you'll be happy with him (I know he's so much better than me).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Though I know you'll never see this, goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;And if God permits, we'll meet again some day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mayday Parade - Miserable At Best&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GqM3Dr7agjY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GqM3Dr7agjY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Katie, don't cry, I know&lt;br /&gt;You're trying your hardest&lt;br /&gt;And the hardest part is letting, go&lt;br /&gt;Of the nights we shared&lt;br /&gt;Ocala is calling and you know it's haunting&lt;br /&gt;But compared to your eyes, nothing shines quite as bright&lt;br /&gt;And when we look to the sky, its not mine, but i want it so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not pretend like you're alone tonight&lt;br /&gt;(I know he's there and)&lt;br /&gt;You're probably hanging out and making eyes&lt;br /&gt;(while across the room, he stares)&lt;br /&gt;I bet he gets the nerve to walk the floor&lt;br /&gt;And ask my girl to dance, she'll say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because these words were never easier for me to say&lt;br /&gt;Or her to second guess&lt;br /&gt;But I guess&lt;br /&gt;That I can live without you but&lt;br /&gt;Without you I'll be miserable at best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're all that I hoped I'd find&lt;br /&gt;In every single way&lt;br /&gt;And everything I could give&lt;br /&gt;Is everything you couldn't take&lt;br /&gt;Cause nothing feels like home, you're a thousand miles away&lt;br /&gt;And the hardest part of living&lt;br /&gt;Is just taking breaths to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know I'm good for something&lt;br /&gt;I just haven't found it yet&lt;br /&gt;But I need it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's not pretend like you're alone tonight&lt;br /&gt;(I know he's there and)&lt;br /&gt;You're probably hanging out and making eyes&lt;br /&gt;(while across the room, he stares)&lt;br /&gt;I bet he gets the nerve to walk the floor&lt;br /&gt;And ask my girl to dance, she'll say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because these words were never easier for me to say&lt;br /&gt;Or her to second guess&lt;br /&gt;But I guess&lt;br /&gt;That I can live without you but&lt;br /&gt;Without you I'll be miserable at best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladada ladada ladadaoh ohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this will be the first time in a week&lt;br /&gt;That I'll talk to you&lt;br /&gt;And I can't speak&lt;br /&gt;Been three whole days since I've had sleep&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I dream of his lips on your cheek&lt;br /&gt;And I got the point that I should leave you alone&lt;br /&gt;But we both know that I'm not that strong&lt;br /&gt;And I miss the lips that made me fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's not pretend that you're alone tonight&lt;br /&gt;(I know he's there and)&lt;br /&gt;You're probably hanging out and making eyes&lt;br /&gt;(while across the room, he stares)&lt;br /&gt;I bet he gets the nerve to walk the floor&lt;br /&gt;And ask my girl to dance, she'll say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because these words were never easier for me to say&lt;br /&gt;Or her to second guess&lt;br /&gt;But I guess&lt;br /&gt;That I can live without you but&lt;br /&gt;Without you I'll be miserable&lt;br /&gt;And I can live without you&lt;br /&gt;But without you I'll be miserable&lt;br /&gt;And I can live without you but&lt;br /&gt;Oh, without you I'll be miserable at best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-3033393743876481247?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/3033393743876481247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=3033393743876481247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3033393743876481247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3033393743876481247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2010/08/miserable-at-best.html' title='Miserable At Best.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024066720523347011.post-4797067278111988015</id><published>2010-06-13T16:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T17:36:23.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EhgjnvgmWI/TBSi8-kmitI/AAAAAAAABTQ/Q05JXzQZI88/s1600/DSC01914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EhgjnvgmWI/TBSi8-kmitI/AAAAAAAABTQ/Q05JXzQZI88/s400/DSC01914.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482185814889106130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;So Near, Yet So Far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"There is nothing much I can do;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I can spend my time listening to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Or maybe share a joke or two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I don't mind being treated like a fool,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Just to take away your blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;If you let me through,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I will show you that I can be true."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;- Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Isn't it weird how a person can miss another whom he hardly even knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;How he would look around the crowd just hoping to meet her and tell himself that it's fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;How he would spend hours thinking of the perfect poem for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;How he would hope every time his phone shines, he sees her name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;How he would learn to play guitar songs hoping to play for her one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;How he would walk past Kovan each weekday hoping to bump into her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;How he would love to just have a bus ride with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;How he would beat himself each day reminding how foolish he is in doing all these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;How he would beat himself each day reminding how irritating he is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;How he would beat himself each day reminding how inferior he is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;How he would beat himself each day reminding how to live life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;How I wished that guy wasn't me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;How I wished you'd give me the opportunity to know you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;How I wish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Glen Hansard &amp;amp; Marketa Irglova - Falling Slowly (From the movie: ONCE)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CoSL_qayMCc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CoSL_qayMCc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;I don't know you&lt;br /&gt;But I want you&lt;br /&gt;All the more for that&lt;br /&gt;Words fall through me&lt;br /&gt;And always fool me&lt;br /&gt;And I can't react&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games that never amount&lt;br /&gt;To more than they're meant&lt;br /&gt;Will play themselves out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this sinking boat&lt;br /&gt;And point it home&lt;br /&gt;We've still got time&lt;br /&gt;Raise your hopeful voice&lt;br /&gt;You had the choice&lt;br /&gt;You've made it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling slowly&lt;br /&gt;Eyes that know me&lt;br /&gt;And I can't go back&lt;br /&gt;Wounds that take me&lt;br /&gt;And erase me&lt;br /&gt;And I'm painted black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you have suffered enough&lt;br /&gt;And warred with yourself&lt;br /&gt;It's time that you've won&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this sinking boat&lt;br /&gt;And point it home&lt;br /&gt;We've still got time&lt;br /&gt;Raise your hopeful voice&lt;br /&gt;You had the choice&lt;br /&gt;You've made it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this sinking boat&lt;br /&gt;And point it home&lt;br /&gt;We've still got time&lt;br /&gt;Raise your hopeful voice&lt;br /&gt;You had the choice&lt;br /&gt;You've made it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling slowly&lt;br /&gt;Sing your melody&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing it loud&lt;br /&gt;Loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace &amp;amp; love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lewis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-4797067278111988015?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/4797067278111988015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=4797067278111988015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/4797067278111988015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/4797067278111988015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-near-yet-so-far.html' title='Hope.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EhgjnvgmWI/TBSi8-kmitI/AAAAAAAABTQ/Q05JXzQZI88/s72-c/DSC01914.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024066720523347011.post-4718928169517478213</id><published>2010-04-25T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T20:52:18.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"In times you may stumble,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;To the point where you stay down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Your heart may crumble,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;And in tears you drown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;You shout for help,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;But no one hears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Alone you yelp,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Thinking of all your fears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;There may be disappointment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;But there is always hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Only through this you can find fulfillment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Only through this can you cope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Dark clouds may hover the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;But the sun is there always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Your tears will dry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;And the night will turn to day."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;- Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;So this is it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;I need to seriously get my life back on track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Family. Love. Friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;I'm putting this family back together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;At least i'll try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Love, i'm tired of fairytale endings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;I'm getting back to reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Friends, love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lifehouse - Halfway Gone&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xodmwwNV18w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xodmwwNV18w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;You were always hard to hold&lt;br /&gt;So letting go aint easy&lt;br /&gt;Im hanging on youre growing cold&lt;br /&gt;While my mind is leaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk, talk is cheap&lt;br /&gt;Give me your word you can keep&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m halfway gone and Im on my way&lt;br /&gt;And Im feeling, feelin feelin this way&lt;br /&gt;Cause youre halfway in but dont take too long&lt;br /&gt;Cause Im halfway gone, Im halfway gone&lt;br /&gt;Halfway gone&lt;br /&gt;I’m halfway gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got one foot out the door&lt;br /&gt;And choking on the other&lt;br /&gt;Always think youre something more&lt;br /&gt;Is just around the corner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk, talk is cheap&lt;br /&gt;Give me your word you can keep&lt;br /&gt;You can keep&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m halfway gone and Im on my way&lt;br /&gt;And Im feeling, feelin feelin this way&lt;br /&gt;Cause youre halfway in but dont take too long&lt;br /&gt;Cause Im halfway gone, Im halfway gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want me out, then Im on my way&lt;br /&gt;And Im feelin, feelin feelin this way&lt;br /&gt;Cause youre halfway in, but dont take too long&lt;br /&gt;Cause Im halfway gone, Im halfway gone&lt;br /&gt;Im halfway gone, Im halfway gone&lt;br /&gt;Wohoww wohoww&lt;br /&gt;Now Im halfway gone, Im halfway gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont take too long, dont take too long&lt;br /&gt;Wohoww wohoww&lt;br /&gt;Cause Im on my way&lt;br /&gt;If you take too long&lt;br /&gt;Wohoww wohoww&lt;br /&gt;Cause Im halfway gone and Im on way&lt;br /&gt;And Im feeling, feelin feelin this way&lt;br /&gt;Cause youre halfway in but dont take too long&lt;br /&gt;Cause Im halfway gone, Im halfway gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want me out, then Im on my way&lt;br /&gt;And Im feelin , feelin feelin this way&lt;br /&gt;Cause youre halfway in, but dont take too long&lt;br /&gt;Cause Im halfway gone, Im halfway gone&lt;br /&gt;Wohoww wohoww&lt;br /&gt;Cause Im halfway gone, yeah Im halfway gone&lt;br /&gt;Wohoww wohoww&lt;br /&gt;Cause Im halfway gone, yeah Im halfway gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace &amp;amp; love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lewis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-4718928169517478213?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/4718928169517478213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=4718928169517478213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/4718928169517478213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/4718928169517478213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-times-you-may-stumble-to-point-where.html' title=''/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-4970439632043138781</id><published>2010-04-17T11:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T11:40:05.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reviewing the complexity of the inferiority apathy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"Only from afar can I stare,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;At the the beautiful image beyond compare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;My heart at times end up in warfare,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Such that I contemplate if I should take the dare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;They say patience in a man is rare,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;But for love I'm afraid it's something I've got to bear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I wonder how many times my heart have to tear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Before I find my other pair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;You can kill me for all I care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Cause I never once thought love was fair."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;- Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style="text-decoration:&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px; text-decoration: underline;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Goo Goo Dolls - Better Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nOp4NAq6EHI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nOp4NAq6EHI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just close your eyes and listen, it's one of those songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/style="text-decoration:&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;style="text-decoration:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Sometimes in life, you wished you were someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;That you were that person who gets good grades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;That you were that person who gets a wonderful relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;That you were that person who gets good looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;That you were that person who gets everyone talking about him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Sometimes in life, you wished you were not you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;That you were not that person who did badly for his exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;That you were not that person who tries as hard as he may but always seem to fail to attract the opposite sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;That you were not that person who isn't blessed with good looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;That you were not that person who is overshadowed by his good looking friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Sometimes in life, you just want to feel loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Sometimes in life, you just want to be known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Sometimes in life, you just want to feel not so alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Sometimes in life, you just want to go to NUS/NTU/SMU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Sometimes in life, you just want to be good looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Sometimes in life, you just want to be tall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Sometimes in life, you just want to kill yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;That "sometimes",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Is now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace &amp;amp; love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lewis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/style="text-decoration:&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-4970439632043138781?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/4970439632043138781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=4970439632043138781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/4970439632043138781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/4970439632043138781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2010/04/reviewing-complexity-of-inferiority.html' title='Reviewing the complexity of the inferiority apathy.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-1838063065204176161</id><published>2010-04-10T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T00:19:50.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Loser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-1838063065204176161?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/1838063065204176161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=1838063065204176161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/1838063065204176161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/1838063065204176161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2010/04/loser.html' title=''/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-8364351632781584270</id><published>2010-02-16T01:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T01:28:35.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(255, 0, 0); line-height: 20px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;When things do not go your way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 20px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;And you're left in dismay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;When everything's not okay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;And you start to pray,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;When troubles enter the fray,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;And you inevitably stray,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;When you go through everyday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;Feeling tired of the smiles you have to portray,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;I just want to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;There's always a price one has to pay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;With choices they have to weigh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;Just to see their problems slowly fade away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;Even when your sky is grey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;And you feel like you're God's sitting prey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;Don't give up halfway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;Be strong come what may.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;I know this may sound cliche,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;But I'll be here to try to brighten up your day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;If you give me the chance today."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;- Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Dear Lewis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;You've got to know this. You've got to start having confidence in yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;I know whenever you look into her eyes, you feel small. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;You feel inferior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;But somehow, you can't seem to look away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;It's like a small little boy oogling an ice cream cone from afar, him knowing he can never have it but dream so much of gaining it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;I know you think you've got nothing to offer, no looks, no talents, not even the basic average height.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;You stammer in front of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;You drop your popcorn all over the seat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;You have no idea what you're going to say next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;She talks about your past and what you've done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;You regret for a moment, but regret no longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;For you know for sure, you've grown from it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;You've changed from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;She might say all the negative points about herself, but truth is, you don't mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;You know human beings are never perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;You know everyone has flaws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;And you know you accept her flaws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;All you're asking for is a chance to woo, not even to get get into a relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;But a chance to woo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;You see through her iron body and realise she's like toufu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Sturdy on the outside but soft on the inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Afraid she is of another heartbreak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;You know how tough it'd be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;To appease her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;It's like David against Goliath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;But you remain faithful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;And I believe that faithfulness, reaps good harvest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Whether tangible, or intangible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;This is all I have to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Peace and love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Lewis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nick Jonas &amp;amp; The Administration - Who I Am&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_qQ3Sz0IMmE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_qQ3Sz0IMmE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;I want someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;For who I am&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to need me&lt;br /&gt;Is that so bad?&lt;br /&gt;I want to break all the madness&lt;br /&gt;But it's all I have&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;For who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing makes sense, nothing makes sense anymore&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is right, nothing is right when your gone.&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;For who I am&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to need me&lt;br /&gt;Is that so bad?&lt;br /&gt;I want to break all the madness&lt;br /&gt;But it's all I have&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;For who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing makes sense, nothing makes sense anymore&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is right, nothing is right when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing my breath, I'm losing my right to be wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'm frightened to death, I'm frightened that I won't be strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;For who I am&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to need me&lt;br /&gt;Is that so bad?&lt;br /&gt;I wanna break all the madness&lt;br /&gt;But it's all I have&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;For who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm shaking it off, I'm shaking off all of the pain.&lt;br /&gt;Breaking my heart, breaking my heart once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;For who I am&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to need me&lt;br /&gt;Is that so bad?&lt;br /&gt;I wanna break all the madness&lt;br /&gt;But it's all I have&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;For who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;For who I am&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to need me&lt;br /&gt;Is that so bad?&lt;br /&gt;I wanna break all the madness&lt;br /&gt;But it's all I have&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;For who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-8364351632781584270?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/8364351632781584270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=8364351632781584270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8364351632781584270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8364351632781584270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2010/02/thank-god.html' title='Thank God.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024066720523347011.post-4262452715855933093</id><published>2009-10-28T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T23:40:57.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting go is my life, I'll be on my way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"As I started to picture the trees in the storm, the answer began to dawn on me.&lt;br /&gt;The trees in the storm don't try to stand up straight and tall and erect.&lt;br /&gt;They allow themselves to bend and be blown with the wind.&lt;br /&gt;They understand the power of letting go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those trees and those branches that try too hard to stand up strong and straight are the ones that break.&lt;br /&gt;Now is not the time for you to be strong, Julia, or you, too, will break."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Julia Butterfly Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Armor For Sleep - Kind Of Perfect&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sQu_mb0RDi4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sQu_mb0RDi4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Can I just be something,&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in your room,&lt;br /&gt;That you won't notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll be paper,&lt;br /&gt;Or books thrown on your floor,&lt;br /&gt;Move me when you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll live where you put me,&lt;br /&gt;In your VCR,&lt;br /&gt;If I become a cassette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or on top of your computer,&lt;br /&gt;If that's where I would fit,&lt;br /&gt;Then so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things can't be perfect,&lt;br /&gt;All the time, that I know.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we just have to let some things go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not say one word,&lt;br /&gt;I'll just hang around,&lt;br /&gt;I won't annoy you at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you move out I'll stay,&lt;br /&gt;Until I'm thrown away,&lt;br /&gt;But then it won't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things can't be perfect,&lt;br /&gt;All the time, that I know.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we just have to let some things go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because things can't be perfect,&lt;br /&gt;All the time, that I know.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we just have to let some things go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to stop now,&lt;br /&gt;To stop now.&lt;br /&gt;I promise to stop now,&lt;br /&gt;To stop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things can't be perfect,&lt;br /&gt;All the time, that I know.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we just have to let some things go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things can't be perfect,&lt;br /&gt;All the time, that I know.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we just have to let some things go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting go is my life,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on my way..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-4262452715855933093?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/4262452715855933093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=4262452715855933093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/4262452715855933093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/4262452715855933093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/10/letting-go-is-my-life-ill-be-on-my-way.html' title='Letting go is my life, I&apos;ll be on my way.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-363750132868380720</id><published>2009-10-23T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T00:26:44.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Said he'd seen my enemy, said he looked just like me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Before saying my bit, here's a video I hope most of you would take the time to watch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Especially those who failed their promotional examinations, or just need a sense of motivation to keep going. Don't give up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You can't beat the grim reaper by not dying. You beat the reaper by living well." - Dr. Randy Paush&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R9ya9BXClRw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R9ya9BXClRw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Even though you may not appreciate,&lt;br /&gt;The concern I have for you will not depreciate.&lt;br /&gt;And one day you will know,&lt;br /&gt;That even when your sun stops to glow,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your shelter,&lt;br /&gt;And make sure to pick you up whenever you falter."&lt;br /&gt;- Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;They all tell me it's not worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I tell them I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;And I do know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;But, there's just a tiny part of me that says,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I'm not worth her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I'm tired of this game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I'm going to remain silent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;For the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;James Blunt - Same Mistake (Boyce Avenue Acoustic Cover)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ef0hRmYbNeE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ef0hRmYbNeE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So while I'm turning in my sheets&lt;br /&gt;And once again I cannot sleep&lt;br /&gt;Walk out the door and up the street&lt;br /&gt;Look at the stars beneath my feet&lt;br /&gt;Remember rights that I did wrong&lt;br /&gt;So here I go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhuuuu uhuuuu uhuuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I sent some men to fight&lt;br /&gt;And one came back at dead of night&lt;br /&gt;Said he'd seen my enemy&lt;br /&gt;Said he looked just like me&lt;br /&gt;So I set out to cut myself&lt;br /&gt;And here I go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhuuuu uhuuuu uhuuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not calling for a second chance&lt;br /&gt;I'm screaming at the top of my voice&lt;br /&gt;Give me reason, but don't give me choice&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll just make the same mistake again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhuuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe someday we will meet&lt;br /&gt;And maybe talk but not just speak&lt;br /&gt;Don't buy the promises cause&lt;br /&gt;There are no promises I keep&lt;br /&gt;And my reflection troubles me&lt;br /&gt;So here I go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhuuuu uhuuuu uhuuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not calling for a second chance&lt;br /&gt;I'm screaming at the top of my voice&lt;br /&gt;Give me reason, but don't give me choice&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll just make the same mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not calling for a second chance&lt;br /&gt;I'm screaming at the top of my voice&lt;br /&gt;Give me reason, but don't give me choice&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll just make the same mistake again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhuuuu uhuuuu uhuuuu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-363750132868380720?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/363750132868380720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=363750132868380720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/363750132868380720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/363750132868380720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/10/said-hed-seen-my-enemy-said-he-looked.html' title='Said he&apos;d seen my enemy, said he looked just like me.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-2434848807170140527</id><published>2009-10-04T03:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T22:35:59.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paint Me In Your Sunshine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Dudley asked me the other day, "Why her?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I answered him, "I seriously don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;"She wasn't supposed to be the person I thought I'd want to be with. Not the type of girl I'd ever thought to consider." I continued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Then I looked at him and paused for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;"I seriously don't know why." I said thereafter laughing at myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Isn't this bullshit so confusing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;This thing we call "love".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Screw it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;It kills people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;It killed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;It is killing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Talk about "Once bitten, twice shy. Thrice bitten you can go and die!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Let me count: "One...two...three...four.... Oh dang, I should be dead."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;And why do I even bother when I took so much trouble to get it, and she chucks it aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Why do I even bother...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Despite all that, I still question, "Is she the one?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1OKOPd5OeP8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1OKOPd5OeP8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;From the clip,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;"Fine. Fine, take it. Because my head is filled with questions and I can assure you no answer to any one of them has ever brought me one iota of happiness. Except for one. The one. The only question I've ever wanted an answer to - is she the one? The answer bloody well isn't forty-two, it's yes. Undoubtedly, unequivocally, unabashedly yes. And for one week, one week in my sad little blip of an existence, it made me happy." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Marie Digby - Paint Me In Your Sunshine (Acoustic)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J8oPpXP1IWA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J8oPpXP1IWA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Paint me in your sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Wake my sleepy eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Round me in your comfort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Stay with me for all of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Reach your hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'll follow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Darken clouds for your rays of hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So paint me in your sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Walk with me, stay by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Fill my head with stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;For love and war and glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Reach your hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'll follow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Light the path that will lead me home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Oh, oh, Home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Oh, oh, Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;One day the world will grow colder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Everything we've come to cherish crumbles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And only then will we turn back and remember your glow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Paint me in your sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Leave the part of you behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Tell me where I'll find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And send me off to another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Till we meet tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Reach your hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'll follow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Hold me close till the day that I grow old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Mm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Mm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-2434848807170140527?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/2434848807170140527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=2434848807170140527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/2434848807170140527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/2434848807170140527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/10/paint-me-in-your-sunshine.html' title='Paint Me In Your Sunshine.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-7115959882099624778</id><published>2009-09-12T11:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T12:42:56.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the correlation of salvation &amp; love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The clock is ticking;&lt;br /&gt;Time is running.&lt;br /&gt;My mind is swirling,&lt;br /&gt;But other than you, I think of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions I must choose,&lt;br /&gt;With a whole lot for me to lose.&lt;br /&gt;But losing itself is nothing much,&lt;br /&gt;Cause all I want is to feel your touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examinations may pull me down,&lt;br /&gt;But I'll not stand to see myself drown.&lt;br /&gt;So push forth I shall go,&lt;br /&gt;Till there is nothing left to show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything may go against me,&lt;br /&gt;But I'll wait till the end to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Even in my most unstable state, I care for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Anberlin - The Unwinding Cable Car&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XPOZifPfUsU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XPOZifPfUsU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Your motives unstable you're like an unwinding cable car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Listening for voices, but it's the choices that make us who we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Go your own way, even seasons have changed just burn those new leaves over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So self-absorbed you've seemed to ignore the prayers that have already come about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;This is the correlation of salvation and love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Don't drop your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Don't drop your arms, I'll guard your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;With quiet words I'll lead you in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;La lalalala, la la la, la lala, la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;La lalalala, la la la, la lala, la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Backing away from the problem of pain you never had a home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You've been misguided, you're hiding in shadows for so very long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Don't you believe that you've been deceived? that you're no better than...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The hair in your eyes, it never disguised what you're really thinking of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;This is the correlation of salvation and love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Don't drop your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Don't drop your arms, I'll guard your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;With quiet words I'll lead you in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;This is the correlation of salvation and love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;(Don't drop your arms)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Don't drop your arms, I'll guard your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;With quiet words I'll lead you in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You're so brilliant, don't soon forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You're so brilliant, grace marks your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You're so brilliant, don't soon forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You're so brilliant, grace marks your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You're so brilliant (This is the correlation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Don't soon forget (Between salvation and love, don't drop your arms)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You're so brilliant (I'll guard your heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Grace marked your heart (With quiet words I'll lead you in and out of the dark)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;La lalalala, la la la, la lala, la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Don't drop your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;La lalalala, la la la, la lala, la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;This is the correlation of salvation and love (La lalalala, la la la, la lala, la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;(Don't drop your arms)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Don't drop your arms, I'll guard your heart (La lalalala, la la la, la lala, la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;With quiet words I'll lead you in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;This is the correlation of salvation and love (La lalalala, la la la, la lala, la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;(Don't drop your arms)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Don't drop your arms, I'll guard your heart (La lalalala, la la la, la lala, la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;With quiet words I'll lead you in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-7115959882099624778?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/7115959882099624778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=7115959882099624778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/7115959882099624778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/7115959882099624778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-correlation-of-salvation-love.html' title='This is the correlation of salvation &amp; love.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-1652858400340628720</id><published>2009-09-02T23:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:08:57.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reach out your hand.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;God Speaks&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"As the night sets in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You wish you could get out of this din.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You think about your troubles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Look back at your fumbles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The tears start to flow down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But you do not make a sound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You fake a smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Just to escape for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You feel like nobody understands you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And it's just hopeless dreams you wish to pursue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You try to ease the tension,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;By seeking divine intervention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You try your best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But somehow still fail every single test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You question Me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And hope that your pain I can see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I just want to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That I can hear you pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And I kept your every single tear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In a jar I hold so dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Keep holding on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And pretty soon all your pain will be gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Even when it seems I'm not there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I hope you know that I am aware.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And one day you will know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That even when your sun stops to glow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I will be your shelter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And pick you up whenever you falter."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;"Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and dine with him, and he with Me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;- Revelations 3:20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Hold on my friends (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Casting Crowns - Voice Of Truth&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KwsvqVmFV6Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KwsvqVmFV6Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Oh,what I would do to have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The kind of faith it takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;To climb out of this boat I'm in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Onto the crashing waves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;To step out of my comfort zone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Into the realm of the unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Where Jesus is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And he's holding out his hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But the waves are calling out my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And they laugh at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Reminding me of all the times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I've tried before and failed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The waves they keep on telling me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Time and time again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;"Boy, you'll never win,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You'll never win."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But the Voice of truth tells me a different story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The Voice of truth says "do not be afraid!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And the Voice of truth says "this is for My glory"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Out of all the voices calling out to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I will choose to listen and believe the Voice of truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Oh, what I would do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;To have the kind of strength it takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;To stand before a giant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;With just a sling and a stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Surrounded by the sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Of a thousand warriors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Shaking in their armor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Wishing they'd have had the strength to stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But the giant's calling out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;My name and he laughs at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Reminding me of all the times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I've tried before and failed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The giant keeps on telling me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Time and time again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;"Boy you'll never win,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You'll never win."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But the voice of truth tells me a different story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The Voice of truth says "do not be afraid!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And the Voice of truth says "this is for My glory"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Out of all the voices calling out to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I will choose to listen and believe the Voice of truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But the stone was just the right size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;To put the giant on the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And the waves they don't seem so high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;From on top of them looking down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I will soar with the wings of eagles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;When I stop and listen to the sound of Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Singing over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But the Voice of truth tells me a different story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The Voice of truth says "do not be afraid!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And the Voice of truth says "this is for my glory"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Out of all the voices calling out to me (calling out to me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I will choose to listen and believe (I will choose to listen and believe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I will choose to listen and believe the Voice of truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I will listen and believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I will listen and believe the Voice of truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I will listen and believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;'Cause Jesus you are the Voice of truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And I will listen to you.. oh you are the Voice of truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-1652858400340628720?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/1652858400340628720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=1652858400340628720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/1652858400340628720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/1652858400340628720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/09/reach-out-your-hand.html' title='Reach out your hand.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-8716491275498205015</id><published>2009-09-01T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T00:16:54.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Had enough.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I seriously had enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I know this is one-way traffic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Backstreet Boys - Quit Playing Game With My Heart&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r7TQoTBoh8k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r7TQoTBoh8k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Baby, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Even in my heart I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You're not bein' true to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Deep within my soul I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Nothing's like it used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Sometimes I wish I could turn back time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Impossible as it may seem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But I wish I could so bad, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Quit playin' games with my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Quit playin' games with my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Before you tear us apart (my heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Quit playin' games with my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I should've known from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You know you got to stop (from my heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You're tearing us apart (my heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Quit playin' games with my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I live my life the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;To keep you comin' back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Everything I do is for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So what is it that you can't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Sometimes I wish I could turn back time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Impossible as it may seem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But I wish I could so bad, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You better quit playin' games with my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Quit playin' games with my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Before you tear us apart (my heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Quit playin' games with my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I should've known from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You know you got to stop (from my heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You're tearing us apart (my heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Quit playin' games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Bridge:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Baby, baby the love that we had was so strong&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Don't leave me hangin' here forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Oh baby, baby this is not right, let's stop this tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Baby, (oh) quit playin' games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;na,na,na,na,na,na, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;na,na,na,na,na,na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Sometimes I wish I could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Turn back time, impossible as it may seem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But I wish I could so bad, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Quit playin' games with my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Quit playin' games with my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Before you tear us apart (my heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Quit playin' games with my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I should've known from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You know you got to stop (from my heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You're tearing us apart (my heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Quit playin' games with my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Quit playin' games with my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;na,na,na,na,na,na, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;na,na,na,na,na,na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Quit playin' games with my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na (my heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;na,na,na,na,na,na, baby (my heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;With my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-8716491275498205015?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/8716491275498205015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=8716491275498205015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8716491275498205015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8716491275498205015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/09/had-enough.html' title='Had enough.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-3946529927857209466</id><published>2009-08-26T23:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T01:26:40.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Holding On.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"When things do not go your way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And you're left in dismay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When everything's not okay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And you start to pray,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When troubles enter the fray,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And you inevitably stray,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When you go through everyday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Feeling tired of the smiles you have to portray,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I just want to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There's always a price one has to pay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;With choices they have to weigh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Just to see their problems slowly fade away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Even when your sky is grey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And you feel like you're God's sitting prey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't give up halfway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Be strong come what may.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I know this may sound cliche,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But I'll be here to try to brighten up your day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If you give me the chance today."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;This is for all my friends, especially one, and my brothers going through this tough period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;You're not alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;You're never alone (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Boyce Avenue - Keep Holding On (Avril Lavigne Acoustic Cover)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zEMTBs9FHbc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zEMTBs9FHbc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Together we stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'll be by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You know i'll take your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;When it gets cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And it feels like the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;There's no place to go you know i won't give in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;No I won't give in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Just stay strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;There's nothing you can say, nothing you can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So far away i wish you were here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Before it's too late this could all disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Before the doors close, and it comes to an end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But with you by my side I will fight and defend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'll fight and defend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Yeah yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Just stay strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;There's nothing you can say, nothing you can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-3946529927857209466?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/3946529927857209466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=3946529927857209466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3946529927857209466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3946529927857209466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/08/keep-holding-on.html' title='Keep Holding On.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-6743484686288318471</id><published>2009-08-10T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T01:05:34.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The forgotten.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You caught me by surprise,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;As it was during the time when I could not rise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I was kept down from my previous experience,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Still unable to shake off the occurrence.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I prayed for a miracle,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hoping not to receive something which is satirical.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Then there you were,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Beckoning me out of the blur.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Beautiful you are,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;With no other human being on par.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Special you are,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Like the brightest ever shinning star.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Though you may not agree,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You are to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But afraid I am,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Knowing this is no tinker's damn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Giving too much may not be the best choice,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But I just want to see you in rejoice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Strange that this looks so familiar,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yet feels so peculiar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Perhaps it may be one-way traffic,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But it may not be all so tenebrific.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Because when you smile,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It makes it all worthwhile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I may be a fool, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And never be cool.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I may be small,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And never tall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But one thing's for certain,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And not one that you can draw the iron curtain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Is that you're lingering in my mind,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And it's not something I can unbind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Jackson - You Are Not Alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D2jSiY-Vo8g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D2jSiY-Vo8g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Another day has gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm still all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;How could this be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You're not here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You never said goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Someone tell me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Did you have to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And leave my world so cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Everyday I sit and ask myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;How did love slip away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Something whispers in my ear and says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;That you are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;For I am here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Though you're far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I am here to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I am here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Though we're far apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;All alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Why, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Just the other night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I thought I heard you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Asking me to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And hold you in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I can hear your prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Your burdens I will bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But first I need your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So forever can begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Everyday I sit and ask myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;How did love slip away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Then something whispers in my ear and says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;That you are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;For I am here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Though you're far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I am here to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;For you are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I am here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Though we're far apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And you are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Whisper three words and I'll come runnin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And girl you know that I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I am here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Though you're far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I am here to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I am here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Though we're far apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;For I am here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Though you're far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I am here to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;For you are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;For I am here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Though we're far apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;For you are not alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-6743484686288318471?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/6743484686288318471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=6743484686288318471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/6743484686288318471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/6743484686288318471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/08/forgotten.html' title='The forgotten.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-8835786373315241169</id><published>2009-07-17T00:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T01:07:25.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love &amp; have no regrets.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"For everything there is a season,&lt;br /&gt;And a time for every matter under heaven:&lt;br /&gt;A time to be born, and a time to die;&lt;br /&gt;A time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;&lt;br /&gt;A time to kill, and a time to heal;&lt;br /&gt;A time to break down, and a time to build up;&lt;br /&gt;A time to weep, and a time to laugh;&lt;br /&gt;A time to mourn, and a time to dance;&lt;br /&gt;A time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together;&lt;br /&gt;A time to embrace, And a time to refrain from embracing;&lt;br /&gt;A time to seek, and a time to lose;&lt;br /&gt;A time to keep, and a time to throw away;&lt;br /&gt;A time to tear, and a time to sew;&lt;br /&gt;A time to keep silence, and a time to speak;&lt;br /&gt;A time to love, and a time to hate,&lt;br /&gt;A time for war, and a time for peace."&lt;br /&gt;- Ecclesiastes 3:1-8&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;She was the only creature in the house who truly understood me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;She was there when I was down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;She was there when I needed someone to listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;And somehow, she always made things feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;She had that look in her eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;The kind of look that was genuine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;The kind of look that showed she was listening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;And after I spoke, she would always kiss me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Be it on my feet or in my palms, she always does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;The love I showed was inconsistent, but the love she showed was always there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;When we were sleeping in the comfort of our beds during a rainy night, she would be alone in her cage fighting off the cold wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Sometimes, she had to fight off the stray cats who climb over our walls and try to sneak into the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Getting to roam around the house was a luxury to her, cause her hair falls off easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;But whenever she does, she would run up to anyone and kiss that person and lie on the floor afterward, hoping for a rub in her tummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I tried to redeem myself to her during her last few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;But it wasn't enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Nothing was enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;She breathed her last breath while I was sleeping in my bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I miss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;And I love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Rest in peace my dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3EhgjnvgmWI/Sl9Z7P-QzPI/AAAAAAAABSs/wqMewQ-AFWM/s1600-h/466915563l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3EhgjnvgmWI/Sl9Z7P-QzPI/AAAAAAAABSs/wqMewQ-AFWM/s400/466915563l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359100956029013234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The first and last picture of Princess: 2000-2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Puff Daddy - I'll Be Missing You&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mM0-ZU8njdo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mM0-ZU8njdo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Seems like yesterday we used to rock the show&lt;br /&gt;I laced the track and you locked the flow&lt;br /&gt;So far from hanging on the block for dough&lt;br /&gt;Notorious they got to know that life ain't always what it seems to be&lt;br /&gt;Words can't express what you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;Even though you're gone, we still a team&lt;br /&gt;Through your family I'll fulfil dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the future can't wait to see if you open up the gates for me&lt;br /&gt;Reminisce sometime the night they took my friend&lt;br /&gt;Try to black it out but it plays again&lt;br /&gt;When it's real, feelin's hard to conceal&lt;br /&gt;Can't imagine all the pain I feel&lt;br /&gt;Give anything to hear half your breath,&lt;br /&gt;I know your still livin' your live after death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every step I take&lt;br /&gt;Every move I make&lt;br /&gt;Every single day, Every time I pray&lt;br /&gt;I'll be missing you&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of the day&lt;br /&gt;When you went away&lt;br /&gt;What a life to take&lt;br /&gt;What a bond to break&lt;br /&gt;I'll be missing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda hard with you not around&lt;br /&gt;I know you're in Heaven smiling down&lt;br /&gt;Watchin' us while we pray for you&lt;br /&gt;Everyday we pray for you&lt;br /&gt;Till the day we meet again&lt;br /&gt;In my heart is were I keep you friend&lt;br /&gt;Memories give me the strength I need to proceed&lt;br /&gt;Strength I need to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts Big, I just can't define&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could turn back the hands of time&lt;br /&gt;Us and a six, shop for new clothes and kicks&lt;br /&gt;You and me take in flicks&lt;br /&gt;Make a hit, stages they receive you on&lt;br /&gt;Still can't believe you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Give anything to hear half your breath&lt;br /&gt;I know you're still livin' your life after death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every step I take&lt;br /&gt;Every move I make&lt;br /&gt;Every single day, Every time I pray&lt;br /&gt;I'll be missing you&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of the day&lt;br /&gt;When you went away&lt;br /&gt;What a life to take&lt;br /&gt;What a bond to break&lt;br /&gt;I'll be missing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody tell me why&lt;br /&gt;On that morning, when this life is over&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;I'll see your face&lt;br /&gt;Every night I pray&lt;br /&gt;Every step I take&lt;br /&gt;Every move i make&lt;br /&gt;Every single day&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every step I take&lt;br /&gt;Every move I make&lt;br /&gt;Every single day, Every time I pray&lt;br /&gt;I'll be missing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of the day&lt;br /&gt;When you went away&lt;br /&gt;What a life to take&lt;br /&gt;What a bond to break&lt;br /&gt;I'll be missing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every step I take&lt;br /&gt;Every move I make&lt;br /&gt;Every single day, Every time I pray&lt;br /&gt;I'll be missing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of the day&lt;br /&gt;When you went away&lt;br /&gt;What a life to take&lt;br /&gt;What a bond to break&lt;br /&gt;I'll be missing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every step I take&lt;br /&gt;Every move I make&lt;br /&gt;Every single day, Every time I pray&lt;br /&gt;I'll be missing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of the day&lt;br /&gt;When you went away...(fade)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;And I regret not loving you more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-8835786373315241169?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/8835786373315241169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=8835786373315241169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8835786373315241169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8835786373315241169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-everything-there-is-season-and-time.html' title='Love &amp; have no regrets.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3EhgjnvgmWI/Sl9Z7P-QzPI/AAAAAAAABSs/wqMewQ-AFWM/s72-c/466915563l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024066720523347011.post-5718661710307028638</id><published>2009-06-28T22:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T23:08:30.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emptiness fills the void in my heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Professor: "Part of the problem, is that everyone is on such a hurry. People haven't found meaning in their lives, so they're running all the time looking for it. They think the next car, the next house, the next job. Then they find those things are empty, too, and they keep running."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Student: "And once you start running, it's hard to slow yourself down."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Professor: "Not so hard,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Professor: "Do you know what I do when someone wants to get ahead of me in traffic?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Professor: "I would raise my hand, as if I was going to make a negative gesture, and then I would wave and smile."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Professor: "Instead of giving them the finger, you let them go, and you smile. And you know what?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Professor: "A lot of times they smiled back."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;- The Last Lecture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Rather than speaking in words, a video shall summarise my feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/35MeFfZ5U8U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/35MeFfZ5U8U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;But she's happy, so that's all that matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I shall move on now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;And really move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;It's gonna be tough, but I have no choice but to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Full force A level now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I shall busy myself to keep myself from thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Do my best and leave the rest up to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Although, I already think I'm condemned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;P.S. H1N1, please strike me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Noah And The Whale - Second Lover&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RgY-DhlhkfE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RgY-DhlhkfE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Oh, and when will our heartbeats fall into line.&lt;br /&gt;And the click-clack of our boot heels beat out the same time&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and when will your hand find itself in mine?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and when will your hand find itself in mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though I don't know your real name&lt;br /&gt;Your real age, or your shoe size&lt;br /&gt;I will leave this bedroom chair&lt;br /&gt;And this keyboard behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will love you in reality and dreams&lt;br /&gt;And I will love you in reality and dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though it kills me to know&lt;br /&gt;That when we are through&lt;br /&gt;You go to your real lover&lt;br /&gt;Who'll put real kisses on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, an ex is about the best that I can do&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, an ex is about the best that I can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so this lonely, lonely hull&lt;br /&gt;Has no use left for living&lt;br /&gt;After finding her love&lt;br /&gt;In a heart so unpermitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will die and never ever hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;And I will die and never ever hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll kiss my lips and I'll blow it to you&lt;br /&gt;It'll be the last thing that I ever do&lt;br /&gt;And wherever you go and whatever you do&lt;br /&gt;There's a man underground that will always love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wherever you go and whatever you do&lt;br /&gt;There's a man underground that will always love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go and whatever you do&lt;br /&gt;There's a man underground that will always love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;And I guess this is goodbye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-5718661710307028638?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/5718661710307028638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=5718661710307028638' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/5718661710307028638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/5718661710307028638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-always-ends-up-same.html' title='Emptiness fills the void in my heart.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024066720523347011.post-2769468952195793108</id><published>2009-06-25T12:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T12:29:30.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Only from afar can I stare,&lt;br /&gt;At the the beautiful image beyond compare.&lt;br /&gt;My heart at times end up in warfare,&lt;br /&gt;Such that I contemplate if I should take the dare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say patience in a man is rare,&lt;br /&gt;But for love I'm afraid it's something I've got to bear.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many times my heart have to tear,&lt;br /&gt;Before I find my other pair.&lt;br /&gt;You can kill me for all I care,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I never once thought love was fair."&lt;br /&gt;- Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I'm getting better people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Thanks for all the concern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Right now, I'm currently in what physicists call "metastable states".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Don't blame me, the physics lecture book is right in front of me (CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Metastable states: Excited states whereby the mean life is much longer than that in spontaneous state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;What the hell?! This my friends, is another one of those useless theories that MOE want us to learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Anyway, last night was absolute mayhem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;In summary: Bee hoon, curry, beer, cheesdos, absolute vodka mango, raspberry, coffee, Rockband, Wimbledon tennis, beer, Raging Rabbits! (check out the videos on facebook), beer, mahjong, more Raging Rabbits!, disgusting 1/2 graveyard concocted by Chang, acoustic guitar, piano, more beer, more Rockband, Guitarhero, physical wrestling, taupoks, french fries, more beer, attempted Pukka ice cream, McDonald's ice cream, talk, Apocolypto, Whisper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Well, back to reality and studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;It was fun while it lasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Noah and the Whale rocks! And, I still do think of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noah and the Whale - 2 Atoms In A Molecule&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hztIyihRFq8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hztIyihRFq8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Last night, I had a dream&lt;br /&gt;We were inseparably entwined&lt;br /&gt;Like a piece of rope made out of two pieces of vine&lt;br /&gt;Held together, holding each other&lt;br /&gt;With no one else in mind&lt;br /&gt;Like two atoms in a molecule&lt;br /&gt;Inseparably combined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I woke from the dream&lt;br /&gt;To realise I was alone&lt;br /&gt;A tragic event, I must admit&lt;br /&gt;But let's not be overblown&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to write a love song&lt;br /&gt;Just a sad, pathetic moan&lt;br /&gt;And maybe I just need change&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just need a new cologne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I look at love&lt;br /&gt;Like being stabbed in the heart&lt;br /&gt;You torture each other from day to day&lt;br /&gt;And then one day you part&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time it's misery&lt;br /&gt;But there's some joy at the start&lt;br /&gt;And for that, I'd say it's worth it&lt;br /&gt;Just as you play the shortest sharp on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if love is just a game&lt;br /&gt;Then how come it's no fun?&lt;br /&gt;If love is just a game&lt;br /&gt;How come I've never won?&lt;br /&gt;I guess maybe it's possible I might be playing it wrong&lt;br /&gt;And that's why every time I roll the dice&lt;br /&gt;I always come undone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;And I know you'll never see this, so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-2769468952195793108?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/2769468952195793108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=2769468952195793108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/2769468952195793108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/2769468952195793108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/06/only-from-afar-can-i-stare-at-the.html' title=''/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-3403286606388865745</id><published>2009-06-21T11:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T11:46:58.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's more to this I know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When I think about you,&lt;br /&gt;I wished you could see,&lt;br /&gt;Just how beautiful you are to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think about you,&lt;br /&gt;I wished you could hear,&lt;br /&gt;The words I'd say to erase all your fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think about you,&lt;br /&gt;I wished you could feel,&lt;br /&gt;The way you wanted to just to be so real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think about you,&lt;br /&gt;I wished you would pardon this fool,&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully one day you might think about me too.&lt;br /&gt;- Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I'm sorry folks.&lt;br /&gt;All these will inevitably go down to nothing.&lt;br /&gt;So why am I still doing all these?&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;Don't&lt;br /&gt;Know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;P.S. I do not enjoy emo love songs people! I am an acoustic man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saosin - You're Not Alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pxoLtZ9V984&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pxoLtZ9V984&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's just like him&lt;br /&gt;To wander off in the evergreen park&lt;br /&gt;Slowly searching&lt;br /&gt;For any sign of the ones he used to love&lt;br /&gt;He says he's got nothing left to live for&lt;br /&gt;(He says he's got nothing left)&lt;br /&gt;And this time I think you'll know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone&lt;br /&gt;There's more to this I know&lt;br /&gt;You can make it out&lt;br /&gt;You will live to tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's just like him&lt;br /&gt;Spoiled rotten, confused by the lies shes been fed&lt;br /&gt;She's searching for no one (but herself)&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes turn to green and she seems to be happy that she is hurt&lt;br /&gt;And this time I think you'll know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone&lt;br /&gt;There is more to this I know&lt;br /&gt;You can make it out&lt;br /&gt;You will live to tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone&lt;br /&gt;There is more to this i know&lt;br /&gt;You can make it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There is more to know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're not alone&lt;br /&gt;There is more to this i know&lt;br /&gt;You can make it out&lt;br /&gt;You will live to tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(So tell them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone&lt;br /&gt;There is more to this i know&lt;br /&gt;You can make it out&lt;br /&gt;You will live to tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone&lt;br /&gt;There is more to this i know&lt;br /&gt;You can make it out&lt;br /&gt;You will live to tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone&lt;br /&gt;You're not, you're not alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;And I know you'll never see these, so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-3403286606388865745?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/3403286606388865745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=3403286606388865745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3403286606388865745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3403286606388865745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/06/theres-more-to-this-i-know.html' title='There&apos;s more to this I know.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-8307620113449094256</id><published>2009-06-17T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:45:00.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's nothing more without you, without you here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"I couldn't explained the beating of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;The moment I saw you right from the start.&lt;br /&gt;I never did thought it would last this long,&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I found out that this was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I just can't seem to move away,&lt;br /&gt;Even though I know it'll hurt me more this way.&lt;br /&gt;There's just something about you that keeps me coming back,&lt;br /&gt;So I hope you'd cut me some slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never expected anything out of this,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you're happy is already the bliss.&lt;br /&gt;And if there's one thing I'd want you to know,&lt;br /&gt;It'd be that I'll be here for you; my body &amp;amp; my soul."&lt;br /&gt;- Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Well, I tell myself let go.&lt;br /&gt;And I couldn't let go.&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself again, to let go.&lt;br /&gt;And again, I couldn't let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends tell me to let go.&lt;br /&gt;I tell them I already let go.&lt;br /&gt;Then I tell them I have not.&lt;br /&gt;My friends tell me again, to let go.&lt;br /&gt;Again, I Tell them I already let go.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I tell them I have not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about life being compared to a roulette wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday, studying ratio to playing ratio, 1:3.&lt;br /&gt;Drinking ratio to playing ratio, 1:2.&lt;br /&gt;Screwed ratio to salvation ratio, 1 mole:1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Boyce Avenue - Without You Here (Goo Goo Dolls Cover)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uj62Fm2CZyQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uj62Fm2CZyQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Your love's a gathered storm I chased across the sky&lt;br /&gt;A moment in your arms became the reason why&lt;br /&gt;And you're still the only light that fills the emptiness&lt;br /&gt;The only one I need until my dying breath&lt;br /&gt;And I would give you everything just to&lt;br /&gt;Feel your open arms&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not sure I believe anything I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, now that you're near&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing more without you&lt;br /&gt;Without you here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm trying to believe&lt;br /&gt;In things that I don't know&lt;br /&gt;The turning of the world&lt;br /&gt;The color of your soul&lt;br /&gt;That love could kill the pain&lt;br /&gt;Truth is never vain&lt;br /&gt;It turns strangers into lovers&lt;br /&gt;And enemies to brothers&lt;br /&gt;Just say you understand&lt;br /&gt;I never had this planned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, now that you're near&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing more without you&lt;br /&gt;Without you here&lt;br /&gt;Without you here&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing more without you&lt;br /&gt;Without you here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My head lies to my heart&lt;br /&gt;And my heart it still believes&lt;br /&gt;It seems the ones who love us are the ones&lt;br /&gt;That we deceive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;But you're changing everything&lt;br /&gt;You're changing everything in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, now that you're near&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing more without you&lt;br /&gt;Without you here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;And I know you'd never see this, so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-8307620113449094256?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/8307620113449094256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=8307620113449094256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8307620113449094256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8307620113449094256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/06/theres-nothing-more-without-you-without.html' title='There&apos;s nothing more without you, without you here.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-8223283987157271806</id><published>2009-06-16T05:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T05:24:39.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was waiting for an invitation. It was hard to find.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey girl, hey girl.&lt;br /&gt;So small, yet so strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey angel, hey angel.&lt;br /&gt;So kind, yet so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey devil, hey devil.&lt;br /&gt;So cold, yet so influencing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you, hey you.&lt;br /&gt;So angelic, yet so devilish.&lt;br /&gt;- Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;It's 5am and I can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;It's 5am and I'm thinking.&lt;br /&gt;It's 5:01am and I still can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;It's 5:01am and I'm still thinking.&lt;br /&gt;It's 5:02am and I really stil can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;It's 5:02am and I'm really still thinking.&lt;br /&gt;It's 5:03am and it's still feels like 5am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fastball - Out Of My Head&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7reY8OyYmLI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7reY8OyYmLI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes I feel&lt;br /&gt;Like I am drunk behind the wheel&lt;br /&gt;The wheel of possibility&lt;br /&gt;However it may roll&lt;br /&gt;Give it a spin&lt;br /&gt;See if you can somehow factor in&lt;br /&gt;You know there's always more than one way&lt;br /&gt;To say exactly what you mean to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I out of my head? Was I out of my mind?&lt;br /&gt;How could I have ever been so blind?&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for an indication&lt;br /&gt;It was hard to find&lt;br /&gt;Don't matter what I say only what I do&lt;br /&gt;I never mean to do bad things to you&lt;br /&gt;So quiet but I finally woke up&lt;br /&gt;If you're sad then its time you spoke up too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I out of my head? Was I out of my mind?&lt;br /&gt;How could I have ever been so blind?&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for an indication&lt;br /&gt;It was hard to find&lt;br /&gt;Don't matter what I say only what I do&lt;br /&gt;I never mean to do bad things to you&lt;br /&gt;So quiet but I finally woke up&lt;br /&gt;If you're sad then its time you spoke up too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I out of my head? Was I out of my mind?&lt;br /&gt;How could I have ever been so blind?&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for an invitation&lt;br /&gt;It was hard to find&lt;br /&gt;Don't matter what I say only what I do&lt;br /&gt;I never mean to do bad things to you&lt;br /&gt;So quiet but I finally woke up&lt;br /&gt;If you're sad&lt;br /&gt;Then its time you spoke up&lt;br /&gt;Too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-8223283987157271806?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/8223283987157271806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=8223283987157271806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8223283987157271806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8223283987157271806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-girl-hey-girl.html' title='I was waiting for an invitation. It was hard to find.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-4704321578098572489</id><published>2009-06-10T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T00:45:22.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm blind and waiting for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Woe to those who yearn and chase.&lt;br /&gt;Woe to those who run and still lack pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woe to those who give and take.&lt;br /&gt;Woe to those who's smiles are fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woe to those who are in love.&lt;br /&gt;Woe to those who kill the doves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woe to me.&lt;br /&gt;For being attracted to thee."&lt;br /&gt;- Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists. When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="auth"&gt;- Edmond and Jules de Goncourt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;It's just empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;My head, my heart and my stomach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;All empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Goo Goo Dolls - Big Machine&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ybu7KmgGVrM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ybu7KmgGVrM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Ecstasy is all you need,&lt;br /&gt;Living in the big machine,&lt;br /&gt;Now.&lt;br /&gt;Oh you're so vain.&lt;br /&gt;Now your world is way too fast.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's real and nothing lasts,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm aware.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love but you don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn your anger into lust,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still here but you don't trust at all,&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven, sex and loneliness,&lt;br /&gt;Take what's yours and leave the rest so I'll survive.&lt;br /&gt;God it's good to be alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm torn in pieces,&lt;br /&gt;I'm blind and waiting for,&lt;br /&gt;My heart is reeling,&lt;br /&gt;I'm blind and waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in love with all your sins,&lt;br /&gt;Where you stop and I'll begin,&lt;br /&gt;And I'll,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Living like a house on fire,&lt;br /&gt;What you fear is your desire.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to deal,&lt;br /&gt;I still love the way you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this angry little girl,&lt;br /&gt;Drowning in this petty world,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm,&lt;br /&gt;Who you run to.&lt;br /&gt;Swallow all your bitter pills,&lt;br /&gt;That's what makes you beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're all or naught,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need what you ain't got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm torn in pieces,&lt;br /&gt;I'm blind and waiting for,&lt;br /&gt;My heart is reeling,&lt;br /&gt;I'm blind and waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blind and waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm blind and waiting for you,&lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe it's coming true,&lt;br /&gt;God it's good to be alive.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still here and waiting for you,&lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe it's coming true.&lt;br /&gt;I'm blind and waiting for you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-4704321578098572489?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/4704321578098572489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=4704321578098572489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/4704321578098572489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/4704321578098572489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-blind-and-waiting-for-you.html' title='I&apos;m blind and waiting for you.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-2611099688972234637</id><published>2009-06-03T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:27:05.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet."&lt;br /&gt;- William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I recounted the number of times I spent with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;And although it only accounted to just three brief moments,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I missed every one of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Cause when I'm that close to you, I can feel that I'm alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Even though it was only three, those moments could last me for eternity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I missed those times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I miss your smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I miss your voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I miss...you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tal Bachman - She's So High Above Me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6e1vIig_-40&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6e1vIig_-40&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;She's blood, flesh and bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;No tucks or silly cone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;She's touch, smell, sight, taste and sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But somehow I can't believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;That anything should happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I know where I belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And nothing's gonna happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Yeah, hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;'Cause she's so high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;High above me, she's so lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;She's so high, like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;She's so high, high above me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Dadadadada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;First class a fancy free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;She's high society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;She's got the best of everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;What could a guy like me ever really offer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;She's perfect as she can be, why should I even bother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;'Cause she's so high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;High above me, she's so lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;She's so high, like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;She's so high, high above me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;She calls to speak to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I freeze immediately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;'Cause what she says sounds so unreal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;'Cause somehow I can't believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;That anything should happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I know where I belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And nothing's gonna happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;'Cause she's so high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;High above me, she's so lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;She's so high, like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;She's so high, high above me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie: Loser! (2000)&lt;br /&gt;Young and sheltered Paul leaves his Midwestern town to attend New York University, but he is frustrated by the antipathy of his new roommates, who instantly brand him a loser and conspire to drive him from the dorm. His spirits are bolstered when he catches sight of beautiful co-ed Dora, but his efforts at courtship are stymied by her prurient interest in Professor Alcott. Paul and Dora grow closer through commiseration, however, as each grows tired of being pushed around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-2611099688972234637?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/2611099688972234637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=2611099688972234637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/2611099688972234637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/2611099688972234637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-is-smoke-made-with-fume-of-sighs.html' title=''/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-253147197623490000</id><published>2009-05-30T12:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T13:01:09.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving me with nothing but a dead connection.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Love one another and you will be happy. It's as simple and as difficult as that"&lt;br /&gt;- Michael Leunig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I just want to say, I hate mirrors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;The image I see in them just disappoints me most of the times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;But who am I to say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;What can I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Jealous and/or envy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Well, Jealousy is wishing you had something you used to have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Whereas envy is wishing you have something you never had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I would say then, both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rooster - Deep And Meaningless&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="430" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zThNPynK_08&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zThNPynK_08&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="430" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I, I don't know why I miss you so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Yeah I, I don't know why I still feel your touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You, you left me feeling high and dry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;With nothing, nothing but the question why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Yeah you, I guess you had another direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And leaving me with nothing but a dead connection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;If you call me today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'll say that I'm fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But I bet you can tell by the tone of my voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;It's just a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You knew what you had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You still walked away leaving me in this mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;My love for you is deep and meaningless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You, you knew what you were doing to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And I, I guess I was too blind to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Well you hit where it hurt and you fooled me so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But I'd do it again to relive what we had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;(Damn that's sad)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;There are many things left to remind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Of a love that I just can't leave behind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;If you call me today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'll say that I'm fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But I bet you can tell by the tone of my voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;It's just a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You knew what you had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You still walked away leaving me in this mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;My love for you is deep and meaningless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song Review:&lt;br /&gt;"I think this song has hidden meanings which arn't shown from first lisning to it. As you continue to listen to the song, (OVER AND OVER AGAIN!!! :D) you hear the desperation in the singers voice. I think this one line sums up the whole song:&lt;br /&gt;'You can hear in my tone of voice, it's just a lie.'"&lt;br /&gt;- Anonymous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-253147197623490000?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/253147197623490000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=253147197623490000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/253147197623490000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/253147197623490000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-one-another-and-you-will-be-happy.html' title='Leaving me with nothing but a dead connection.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-2683144189287287158</id><published>2009-05-27T21:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:45:19.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A thousand other boys could never reach you. How could I have been the one?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"If you have it [Love], you don't need to have anything else, and if you don't have it, it doesn't matter much what else you have."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- Sir James M. Barrie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;It's difficult having to shrug someone off your mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;It's difficult to see how much things have changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;It's difficult to know you're so near, yet so far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;And it's difficult to know, I never once stood a chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Goo Goo Dolls - Black Balloon&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pkGfec9-Jns&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pkGfec9-Jns&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Baby's black balloon makes her fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I almost fell into that hole in your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And you're not thinking about tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;'Cause you were the same as me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But on your knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;A thousand other boys could never reach you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;How could I have been the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I saw the world spin beneath you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And scatter like ice from the spoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;That was your womb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Comin' down the world turned over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And angels fall without you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And I go on as you get colder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Or are you someone's prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You know the lies they always told you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And the love you never knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;What's the things they never showed you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;That swallowed the light from the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Inside your room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Comin' down the world turned over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And angels fall without you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And I go on as you get colder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Or are you someone's prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And there's no time left for losin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;When you stand they fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Comin' down the world turned over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And angels fall without you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And I go on as you get colder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;All because I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Comin' down the years turn over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And angels fall without you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And I'll go and lead you home and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;All because I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;All because I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And I'll become&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;What you became to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Song Review: Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think this song is about love in every sense of the word. In what ever way this song effected you is what the band wanted it to. But basically, just love. That's all we can ever do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-2683144189287287158?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/2683144189287287158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=2683144189287287158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/2683144189287287158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/2683144189287287158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-you-have-it-love-you-dont-need-to.html' title='A thousand other boys could never reach you. How could I have been the one?'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-7967535525399612696</id><published>2009-05-23T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T01:34:08.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't believe that I'm the fool again...actually, it's believable.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Only from afar can I stare,&lt;br /&gt;At the the beautiful image beyond compare.&lt;br /&gt;My heart at times end up in warfare,&lt;br /&gt;Such that I contemplate if I should take the dare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say patience in a man is rare,&lt;br /&gt;But for love I'm afraid it's something I've got to bear.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many times my heart have to tear,&lt;br /&gt;Before I find my other pair.&lt;br /&gt;You can kill me for all I care,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I never once thought love was fair."&lt;br /&gt;- Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Mother Teresa: The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Newton's 3rd Law: An action has an equal and opposite reaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;"Move on Lewis, move on."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;"I can't Lewis, I can't."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;So here's my life in a summary now: Shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Yeah, and to make things worse, my exams are screwed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Awesome...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Westlife - Fool Again&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I5Hmqoh9Vy0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I5Hmqoh9Vy0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Baby, I know the story,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I've seen the picture,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;it's written all over your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Tell me, what's the secret that you've been hiding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And who's gonna take my place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I should have seen it coming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I should have read the signs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Anyway, I guess it's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Can't believe that I'm a fool again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I thought this love would never end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;How was I to know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You never told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Can't believe that I'm a fool again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And I who thought you were my friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;How was I to know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You never told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Baby, you should've called me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;When you were lonely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;When you needed me to be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Sadly, you never gave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Too many chances to show you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;How much I care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Ooh, should have seen it coming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I should have read the signs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Anyway, I guess it's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Can't believe that I'm a fool again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I thought this love would never end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;How was I to know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You never told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Can't believe that I'm a fool again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And I who thought you were my friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;How was I to know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You never told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;About the pain and the tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Ooh, If I could,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I would, turn back the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Ooh yeah I should have seen it coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I should have read the signs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Anyway, I guess it's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Can't believe that I'm a fool again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I thought this love would never end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;How was I to know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You never told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Can't believe that I'm a fool again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And I who thought you were my friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;How was I to know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You never told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-7967535525399612696?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/7967535525399612696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=7967535525399612696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/7967535525399612696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/7967535525399612696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/05/cant-believe-that-im-fool-againactually.html' title='Can&apos;t believe that I&apos;m the fool again...actually, it&apos;s believable.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-7107720281498606579</id><published>2009-05-11T23:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T23:47:24.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love hurts. But sometimes it's a good hurt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The heart has reasons that reasons do not understand.&lt;br /&gt;- Blaise Pascal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Today, the moment I heard that you were there, I knew it wasn't going to be a good sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;I can't say I never saw this day coming, cause I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;It just came so unexpectedly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Such that I had no idea how to react.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;All I could do was contain my sorrows inside of me and cry them out when I'm alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Moving on seems like the only feasible choice, but not yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;I can't say move on and I move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Give me time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;But in the meantime, I'll still love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Crazy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incubus - Love Hurts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K_bQ80xZNwI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K_bQ80xZNwI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Tonight we drink to youth&lt;br /&gt;And holding fast to truth&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to lose what I had as a boy&lt;br /&gt;My heart still has a beat&lt;br /&gt;But love is now a feat&lt;br /&gt;(as common as a cold day in LA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I'm alone I wonder&lt;br /&gt;Is there a spell that I am under&lt;br /&gt;Keeping me from seeing the real thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts.....&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it's a good hurt&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;Love sings&lt;br /&gt;When it transcends the bad things&lt;br /&gt;Have a heart and try me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause without love I won't survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fettered and abused&lt;br /&gt;Stand naked and accused&lt;br /&gt;Should I surface this one man submarine&lt;br /&gt;I only want the truth&lt;br /&gt;So tonight we drink to youth&lt;br /&gt;I'll never lose what I had as a boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I'm alone, I wonder&lt;br /&gt;Is there a spell that I am under&lt;br /&gt;Keeping me from seeing the real thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it's a good hurt&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;Love sings&lt;br /&gt;When it transcends the bad things&lt;br /&gt;Have a heart and try me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause without love I won't survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts, oh&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts&lt;br /&gt;Without love I won't survive&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts, oh&lt;br /&gt;Without love I won't survive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-7107720281498606579?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/7107720281498606579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=7107720281498606579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/7107720281498606579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/7107720281498606579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-hurts-but-sometimes-its-good-hurt.html' title='Love hurts. But sometimes it&apos;s a good hurt.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-3350865822349330415</id><published>2009-05-09T17:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T18:16:52.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd take the fall.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;For You&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't explain the beating of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;The moment I saw you right from the start.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought it would last this long,&lt;br /&gt;Ever since after I found out this was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't seem to go away,&lt;br /&gt;Even though I know it would hurt me more this way.&lt;br /&gt;There's just something about you that keeps me coming back,&lt;br /&gt;So I hope you would cut me some slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not expecting anything out of this,&lt;br /&gt;All I hope is for you to find your peace.&lt;br /&gt;If there's one thing I want you to know,&lt;br /&gt;It'll that I'll always be here for you; my body &amp;amp; my soul.&lt;br /&gt;- Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;And if I'd lose it all, I'd take the fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Backstreet Boys - Lose It All&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wvk2_n8zP6A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wvk2_n8zP6A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Oh, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take what you need&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't hold my breath&lt;br /&gt;Say what you feel&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've got nothing left, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a promise to myself last night&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna keep it if it's wrong or right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;And if I lose it all&lt;br /&gt;There'd be nothing left to lose&lt;br /&gt;And I would take the fall&lt;br /&gt;Cause knowing you are out there&lt;br /&gt;Breathing is so wonderful&lt;br /&gt;It's a chance, I'd take even if I break&lt;br /&gt;And I lose it all&lt;br /&gt;If I lose it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would it matter anyway&lt;br /&gt;Don't change a thing&lt;br /&gt;You're perfect as you are&lt;br /&gt;Time has a way&lt;br /&gt;Time is all I've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my heart should shatter watching you&lt;br /&gt;There'd be one less thing I'd have to prove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;And if I lose it all&lt;br /&gt;There'd be nothing left to lose&lt;br /&gt;And I would take the fall&lt;br /&gt;'Cause knowing you are out there&lt;br /&gt;Breathing is so wonderful&lt;br /&gt;It's a chance I'd take even if I break&lt;br /&gt;And I lose it all&lt;br /&gt;If I lose it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;Heaven will be waiting&lt;br /&gt;When I fall into your open arms&lt;br /&gt;I believe you'll find me there&lt;br /&gt;You'll find me there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;And if I lose it all&lt;br /&gt;There'd be nothing left to lose&lt;br /&gt;And I would take the fall (take the fall)&lt;br /&gt;'Cause knowing you are out there&lt;br /&gt;Breathing is so wonderful (yeah, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;It's a chance, I'd take even if I break&lt;br /&gt;And I lose it all&lt;br /&gt;If I lose it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I lose it all (ohh, oh, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;There'd be nothing left to lose (nothin', and I would)&lt;br /&gt;And I would take the fall&lt;br /&gt;Cause knowing you are out there (knowin')&lt;br /&gt;Breathing is so wonderful (so wonderful)&lt;br /&gt;It's a chance I'll take even if I break&lt;br /&gt;And I lose it all&lt;br /&gt;If I lose it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would it matter anyway?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-3350865822349330415?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/3350865822349330415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=3350865822349330415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3350865822349330415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3350865822349330415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/05/id-take-fall.html' title='I&apos;d take the fall.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-2431780580604324520</id><published>2009-05-07T23:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:14:21.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love unconditionally.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get, it's what you are expected to give — which is everything&lt;br /&gt;- Unknown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Just what is happiness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;This world as we know it, is dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Wars, droughts, famines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;People killing one another over greed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;It's sad, such that this world handed over to us by God is so torn up by our own actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;However, God gave us love — the ability to see another person and your heart keeps pumping; the ability to miss someone even in the brightest of days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;This world may die, but love will survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Love is the common fiber of life, the flame that heats our soul, energizes our spirit and supplies passion to our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;It is our connection with God and to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I can't say I like her, it'd be a lie because I do not know her close enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I can't say I love her, it'd be a bigger lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;But I can say I have feelings for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I can say I'd show love to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;And just to see her smiling and being healthy, is all I want for her to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Life may be shitty and messy for me, but that won't stop love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;With my hands held high into a sky so blue, as the ocean opens to swallow me, love wins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Linkin Park - With Hands Held High&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6OCJH8joupU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6OCJH8joupU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Turn my mike up louder I got to say something&lt;br /&gt;Light weights step to the side when we come in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel it in your chest the syllables get pumping&lt;br /&gt;People on the street they panic and start running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words on loose leaf sheet complete coming&lt;br /&gt;I jump in my mind and summon the rhyme, I'm dumping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Healing the blind I promise to let the sun in&lt;br /&gt;Sick of the dark ways we march to the drumming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jump when they tell us that they wanna see jumping&lt;br /&gt;Fuck that I wanna see some fists pumping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Risk something, take back what's yours&lt;br /&gt;Say something that you know they might attack you for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm sick of being treated like I have before&lt;br /&gt;Like it's stupid standing for what I'm standing for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this war's really just a different brand of war&lt;br /&gt;Like it doesn't cater the rich and abandon poor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like they understand you in the back of the jet&lt;br /&gt;When you can't put gas in your tank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These fuckers are laughing their way to the bank and cashing the cheque&lt;br /&gt;Asking you to have compassion and have some respect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a leader so nervous in an obvious way&lt;br /&gt;Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;In their living room laughing like "what did he say?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my living room watching but I am not laughing&lt;br /&gt;Cause when it gets tense I know what might happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World is cold the bold men take action&lt;br /&gt;Have to react or get blown into fractions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten years old it's something to see&lt;br /&gt;Another kid my age drugged under a jeep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken and bound and found later under a tree&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he had thought the next one could be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see the soldiers they're out today&lt;br /&gt;They brush the dust from bullet proof vests away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ironic at times like this you pray&lt;br /&gt;But a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's bombs in the buses, bikes, roads&lt;br /&gt;Inside your market, your shops, your clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad he's got a lot of fear I know&lt;br /&gt;But enough pride inside not to let that show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother had a book he would hold with pride&lt;br /&gt;A little red cover with a broken spine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the back, he hand-wrote a quote inside&lt;br /&gt;When the rich wage war it's the poor who die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the leader just talks away&lt;br /&gt;Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;both scared and angry like "what did he say?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus x6]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x6]&lt;br /&gt;With hands held high into the sky so blue,&lt;br /&gt;As the ocean opens up to swallow you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-2431780580604324520?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/2431780580604324520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=2431780580604324520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/2431780580604324520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/2431780580604324520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-unconditionally.html' title='Love unconditionally.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-3830205974406180431</id><published>2009-04-30T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T01:02:57.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even if it means taking the last train home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love feels no burden,&lt;br /&gt;Thinks nothing of trouble,&lt;br /&gt;Attempts what is above its strength,&lt;br /&gt;Pleads no excuse of impossibility...&lt;br /&gt;It is therefore able to undertake all things,&lt;br /&gt;And it completes many things,&lt;br /&gt;And warrants them to take effect,&lt;br /&gt;Where he who does not love would faint and lie down.&lt;br /&gt;Love is watchful and sleeping, slumbereth not.&lt;br /&gt;Though weary, it is not tired;&lt;br /&gt;Though pressed, it is not straitened;&lt;br /&gt;Though alarmed, it is not confounded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Thomas A. Kempis -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I've decided, boy friend or no boyfriend, I'm not gonna stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Even if it means a broken heart, I'd be more than willing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;The only thing I want to get out of this, is to see that sweet smile on your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;In all honesty, that's really what I want and I'd do anything to get that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I'm not going to hope for a miracle that you're unattached, and even if you're using me, I don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Health and happiness is just what I want to get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I'm not going to whine anymore, I'm not going to be called the "emo kid" any longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Dudley and Jerome are right, all I've gotta be is myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;And so I've also decided to be Lewis and not someone who tries too hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I realized that I'd love for the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Not for the future or anything, but for the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Cause there are no rules on love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;It's just love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I shouldn't  worry about what will I get out of loving, I should just love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;What is love to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Love is sacrificing for the benefit of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;So, to love or to be loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Which one will I pick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I'd rather love than be loved because only then is when I'll experience love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;So we'll sing without a reason,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;To ever fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Even if it means taking the last train home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Lostprophets - Last Train Home&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2lL-I40d0uo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2lL-I40d0uo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;One! Two! Three!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;To every broken heart in here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Love was once a part, but now it's disappeared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;She told me that it's all a part of the choices that your making&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Even when you think you're right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You have to give to take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But there's still tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Forget the sorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And I can be on the last train home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Watch it pass the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;As it fades away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;No more time to care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;No more time, today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But we sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;If we're going nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Yeah we sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;If it's not enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And we sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Sing without a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;To ever fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I wonder if you're listening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Picking up on the signals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Sent back from within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Sometimes it feels like I don't really know whats going on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Time and time again it seems like everything is wrong in here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But there's still tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Forget the sorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And I can be on the last train home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Watch it pass the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;As it fades away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;No more time to care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;No more time, today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But we sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;If we're going nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Yeah we sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;If it's not enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And we sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Sing without a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;To ever fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Well we sing if we're going nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Yeah we sing if it's not enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And we sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Sing without a reason to ever fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But we sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;If we're going no where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Yeah we sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;If it's not enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And we sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Sing with out a reason to never fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;To never fall in love again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-3830205974406180431?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/3830205974406180431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=3830205974406180431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3830205974406180431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3830205974406180431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/04/even-if-it-means-taking-last-train-home.html' title='Even if it means taking the last train home.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-2647587703807835339</id><published>2009-04-26T04:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T12:40:30.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Without You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There is a story on the Greek Gods:&lt;br /&gt;They were bored, so they invented human beings.&lt;br /&gt;But they were still bored, so they invented love.&lt;br /&gt;Then they weren't bored any longer.&lt;br /&gt;So they decided to try love for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;And finally, they invented laughter, so they can stand it.&lt;br /&gt;- Feast of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;It's 4.22AM in the morning and I can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but I can't seem to shake these images out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I close my eyes, I see her.&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, I'd open my eyes hoping that she was there.&lt;br /&gt;And always, I lay there asking myself "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I doing all these?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I miss someone I hardly even know?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I not fixing my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk around these days just being envious of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Just seeing the things going on in their lives, make me reflect about mine and how insignificant it can get.&lt;br /&gt;I used to wish I was taller, good-looking, buff and smart.&lt;br /&gt;So basically, I was asking for perfection.&lt;br /&gt;And I never got it.&lt;br /&gt;So I'd get disappointed with myself and frustrated with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I realised something.&lt;br /&gt;No one can be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;We all have imperfections, some more than the other.&lt;br /&gt;And we're just constantly seeking for someone out there who'd see through these imperfections of ours.&lt;br /&gt;God is never to blame.&lt;br /&gt;Because if God hated us, He wouldn't had given such brave and strong hearts to fight this "love" that we talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told a friend the other day that the right guy would come to her someday.&lt;br /&gt;She asked me when will he come.&lt;br /&gt;I chuckled and said "I have no idea."&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I am also waiting for the right girl.&lt;br /&gt;And it's just so annoying when you assume that the person you like is the right person for you.&lt;br /&gt;So you give and you give and wonder if your efforts will pay off.&lt;br /&gt;But often times, it'd leave bleeding alone on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;"So why are we fighting so hard for a person anyway?" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;"That's love for you." I replied her.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, we'll never know the true definition of love,&lt;br /&gt;But to me, love is being able to sacrifice for another without the expectation of a return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, love is to do anything to ensure happiness in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I can say this to you someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;3 Doors Down - Here Without You&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i1KF44fqJC8&amp;amp;hl=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" fs="1" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A hundred days have made me older&lt;br /&gt;Since the last time that I saw your pretty face&lt;br /&gt;A thousand lies have made me colder&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think I can look at this the same&lt;br /&gt;But all the miles that separate&lt;br /&gt;Disappear now when I'm dreaming of your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here without you baby&lt;br /&gt;But you're still on my lonely mind&lt;br /&gt;I think about you baby&lt;br /&gt;And I dream about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;I'm here without you baby&lt;br /&gt;But you're still with me in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;And tonight it's only you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The miles just keep rollin'&lt;br /&gt;As the people leave their way to say hello&lt;br /&gt;I've heard this life is overrated&lt;br /&gt;But I hope that it gets better as we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here without you baby&lt;br /&gt;But you're still on my lonely mind&lt;br /&gt;I think about you baby&lt;br /&gt;And I dream about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;I'm here without you baby&lt;br /&gt;But you're still with me in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;And tonight girl its only you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I know, and anywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;It gets hard but it wont take away my love&lt;br /&gt;And when the last one falls&lt;br /&gt;When it's all said and done&lt;br /&gt;It gets hard but it wont take away my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here without you baby&lt;br /&gt;But you're still on my lonely mind&lt;br /&gt;I think about you baby&lt;br /&gt;And I dream about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;I'm here without you baby&lt;br /&gt;But you're still with me in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;And tonight girl its only you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-2647587703807835339?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/2647587703807835339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=2647587703807835339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/2647587703807835339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/2647587703807835339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-doors-down-here-without-you-hundred.html' title='Here Without You.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-6330534702714724627</id><published>2009-03-31T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T23:19:15.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll praise You in this storm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Casting Crowns - Praise You In This Storm&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uHdcyue0bSw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uHdcyue0bSw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was sure by now&lt;br /&gt;God You would have reached down&lt;br /&gt;And wiped our tears away&lt;br /&gt;Stepped in and saved the day&lt;br /&gt;But once again, I say "Amen", and it's still raining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the thunder rolls&lt;br /&gt;I barely hear Your whisper through the rain&lt;br /&gt;"I'm with you"&lt;br /&gt;And as Your mercy falls&lt;br /&gt;I raise my hands and praise the God who gives&lt;br /&gt;And takes away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll praise You in this storm&lt;br /&gt;And I will lift my hands&lt;br /&gt;For You are who You are&lt;br /&gt;No matter where I am&lt;br /&gt;And every tear I've cried&lt;br /&gt;You hold in Your hand&lt;br /&gt;You never left my side&lt;br /&gt;And though my heart is torn&lt;br /&gt;I will praise You in this storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled in the wind&lt;br /&gt;You heard my cry to you&lt;br /&gt;And you raised me up again&lt;br /&gt;My strength is almost gone&lt;br /&gt;How can I carry on&lt;br /&gt;If I can't find You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as the thunder rolls&lt;br /&gt;I barely hear You whisper through the rain&lt;br /&gt;"I'm with you"&lt;br /&gt;And as Your mercy falls&lt;br /&gt;I raise my hands and praise the God who gives&lt;br /&gt;And takes away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lift my eyes unto the hills&lt;br /&gt;Where does my help come from?&lt;br /&gt;My help comes from the Lord&lt;br /&gt;The Maker of Heaven and Earth&lt;/em&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a way out of this fall.&lt;br /&gt;I'm desperate.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's turning out as I wanted it to be.&lt;br /&gt;But through all of this.&lt;br /&gt;I still know and acknowledge that there is a mighty God up there.&lt;br /&gt;I just need to find Him.&lt;br /&gt;Or He find me.&lt;br /&gt;So while doing that, I'll praise Him in this storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-6330534702714724627?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/6330534702714724627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=6330534702714724627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/6330534702714724627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/6330534702714724627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/03/ill-praise-you-in-this-storm.html' title='I&apos;ll praise You in this storm.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-6201398578819040215</id><published>2009-03-29T11:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T11:18:54.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody wants to be the last one there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nickleback - Gotta Be Somebody&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-HuoJEgQZcQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-HuoJEgQZcQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This time, I wonder what it feels like&lt;br /&gt;To find the one in this life, the one we all dream of&lt;br /&gt;But dreams just aren't enough&lt;br /&gt;So I'll be waiting for the real thing, I'll know it by the feeling&lt;br /&gt;The moment when we're meeting, will play out like a scene&lt;br /&gt;Straight off the silver screen&lt;br /&gt;So I'll be holding my own breath, right up 'til the end&lt;br /&gt;Until that moment when, I find the one that I'll spend forever with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause nobody wants to be the last one there&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares&lt;br /&gt;Someone to love with my life in their hands&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be somebody for me like that&lt;br /&gt;'Cause nobody wants to do it on their own&lt;br /&gt;And everyone wants to know they're not alone&lt;br /&gt;There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be somebody for me out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, out on the street, out in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;And dammit this feels too right, it's just like déjà vu&lt;br /&gt;Me standing here with you&lt;br /&gt;So I'll be holding my own breath, could this be the end&lt;br /&gt;Is it that moment when, I find the one that I'll spend forever with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause nobody wants to be the last one there&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares&lt;br /&gt;Someone to love with my life in their hands&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be somebody for me like that&lt;br /&gt;'Cause nobody wants to do it on their own&lt;br /&gt;And everyone wants to know they're not alone&lt;br /&gt;There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be somebody for me out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't give up, looking for a diamond in the rough&lt;br /&gt;You never know, when it shows up, make sure you're holding on&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it could be the one, the one you're waiting on&lt;br /&gt;'Cause nobody wants to be the last one there&lt;br /&gt;And everyone wants to feel like someone cares&lt;br /&gt;Someone to love with my life in their hands&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be somebody for me, ohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wants to do it on their own&lt;br /&gt;And everyone wants to know they're not alone&lt;br /&gt;There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be somebody for me out there&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wants to be the last one there&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares&lt;br /&gt;There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be somebody for me out there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week had been an emotional roller coaster to me.&lt;br /&gt;Contrasting emotions all the way.&lt;br /&gt;Missing friends who train with me.&lt;br /&gt;People like Jerome, Anthony, Shawn, Andrew, Latif, Aaron, Jeremy and Wei Jie.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, the bench doesn't seem as fun as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been fighting to try to impress.&lt;br /&gt;Been fighting to try to excel.&lt;br /&gt;Been fighting to try to be somebody.&lt;br /&gt;But so far, all in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My common test was crap as well due to the fact that I didn't really studied.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being the last one there.&lt;br /&gt;Tried of being like a nobody.&lt;br /&gt;People may not be able to see it, but I myself feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nationals tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Probably won't even play a single minute.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, I'll be warming up the bench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First-team to bench to last one picked.&lt;br /&gt;What next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta be somebody.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta keep fighting.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta study.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta chase that illusive dream.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I stop to just wondering what it feels like.&lt;br /&gt;And actually fight to feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-6201398578819040215?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/6201398578819040215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=6201398578819040215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/6201398578819040215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/6201398578819040215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/03/nobody-wants-to-be-last-one-there.html' title='Nobody wants to be the last one there.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-8510403625726610464</id><published>2009-03-20T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T01:50:03.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just say you'll come and set me free.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Coldplay - Til' Kingdom Come&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ZFCeiVEEcc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ZFCeiVEEcc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One... two...&lt;br /&gt;Steal my heart and hold my tongue&lt;br /&gt;I feel my time my time has come&lt;br /&gt;Let me in unlock the door&lt;br /&gt;I never felt this way before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the wheels just keep on turning&lt;br /&gt;The drummer begins to drum&lt;br /&gt;I don't know which way I'm going&lt;br /&gt;I don't know which way I've come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold my head inside your hands&lt;br /&gt;I need someone who understands&lt;br /&gt;I need someone someone who hears&lt;br /&gt;For you I've waited all these years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you I'd wait 'Til Kingdom Come&lt;br /&gt;Until my day my day is done&lt;br /&gt;and say you'll come and set me free&lt;br /&gt;just say you'll wait you'll wait for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your tears and in your blood&lt;br /&gt;In your fire and in your flood&lt;br /&gt;I hear you laugh I heard you sing&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't change a single thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the wheels just keep on turning&lt;br /&gt;The drummers begin to drum&lt;br /&gt;I don't know which way I'm going&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I've become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you I'd wait 'Til kingdom come&lt;br /&gt;Until my days my days are done&lt;br /&gt;Say you'll come and set me free&lt;br /&gt;Just say you'll wait you'll wait for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just say you'll wait you'll wait for me&lt;br /&gt;Just say you'll wait you'll wait for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a_yW3152Ffc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a_yW3152Ffc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Ni was right.&lt;br /&gt;I've got to come out.&lt;br /&gt;The real me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't matter how many people make fun of me.&lt;br /&gt;Don't matter how many times I'll be hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Sure I'll grow weary.&lt;br /&gt;Sure I may even blog it out.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be better.&lt;br /&gt;A better person.&lt;br /&gt;A better footballer.&lt;br /&gt;A better me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm arriving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-8510403625726610464?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-3024066720523347011.post-5037259176003836701</id><published>2009-03-15T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T00:19:35.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I could believe more then. I could pretend more then.</title><content type='html'>Two songs to basically sum up my birthday and my feelings during the Malacca trip.&lt;br /&gt;For my birthday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;James Morrison - Once When I Was Little&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uV_wRXWKdZQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uV_wRXWKdZQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was the one, who would always jump in first&lt;br /&gt;Didn't think twice to look behind&lt;br /&gt;Got such a good feeling, just from playing in the dirt&lt;br /&gt;Once, when I was little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could build a rocket, fly to the moon&lt;br /&gt;Leave Tuesday morning, and be back for noon&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't nothing, nothing that we couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;Once, when I was little umm&lt;br /&gt;Once, when I was little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I could dream more then&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I believed more then&lt;br /&gt;That the world could only get better&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I was free more then&lt;br /&gt;I could pretend more then&lt;br /&gt;That this life could only show me good times&lt;br /&gt;Once, when I was little umm ohh lalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when I trusted everyone&lt;br /&gt;Yes I did&lt;br /&gt;There was no place that I would not go oh no&lt;br /&gt;Spend a day on the hillside next to the holly mo&lt;br /&gt;Oh once, when I was little&lt;br /&gt;Yea once, when I, I was little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I could dream more then&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I believe more then&lt;br /&gt;That this world could only get better&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I was free more then&lt;br /&gt;I could pretend more then&lt;br /&gt;That this life could only show me good times&lt;br /&gt;Once, when I was little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to feel so strong&lt;br /&gt;Even when they tell me, tell me I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;That I can't live in a magic world&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's time for me to grow up&lt;br /&gt;That I got to be like the rest of them&lt;br /&gt;When I know there acting up ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could believe more then yes I could&lt;br /&gt;I could pretend more then&lt;br /&gt;That this life could only get better&lt;br /&gt;I could believe more then yes I could&lt;br /&gt;I could pretend more then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That this world could only show me good times&lt;br /&gt;Once, when I was little&lt;br /&gt;When I was little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here comes the next one, the next in line&lt;br /&gt;Stay as young you can, for the longest time&lt;br /&gt;Cause those days flew by&lt;br /&gt;Like a breeze just passing through&lt;br /&gt;Once, when I was little &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For the trip,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lifehouse - From Where You Are&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LBh7Muv0yac&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LBh7Muv0yac&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So far away from where you are&lt;br /&gt;These miles have torn us world's apart&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far away from where you are&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing underneath the stars&lt;br /&gt;And I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the years that were erased&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way the sunshine would light up your face&lt;br /&gt;I miss all the little things&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that they'd mean everything to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I miss you&lt;br /&gt;And I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the beating of your heart&lt;br /&gt;I see the shadows of your face&lt;br /&gt;Just know that wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I miss you&lt;br /&gt;And I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the years that were erased&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way the sunshine would light up your face&lt;br /&gt;I miss all the little things&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that they'd mean everything to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I miss you&lt;br /&gt;And I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far away from where you are&lt;br /&gt;These miles have torn us world's apart&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I miss you&lt;br /&gt;And I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Special thanks to my soccer teammates for bringing me laughter and nearly raping me.&lt;br /&gt;To Dudley, Benjamin, Anthony, Jason and Jerome for having dinner with me.&lt;br /&gt;And to those who sent out messages of wishes to me.&lt;br /&gt;Deeply appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-5037259176003836701?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/5037259176003836701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=5037259176003836701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/5037259176003836701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/5037259176003836701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-could-believe-more-then-i-could.html' title='I could believe more then. I could pretend more then.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-3381168361479286666</id><published>2009-03-13T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T00:52:18.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I swear it's you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Your smile.&lt;br /&gt;Seems to just leave me stuck in the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tongue-tied.&lt;br /&gt;Confused.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you're close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopeful.&lt;br /&gt;Faithful.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retarded.&lt;br /&gt;Suicidal.&lt;br /&gt;That's what people think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flawfully perfect...&lt;br /&gt;But taken.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I think you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky.&lt;br /&gt;Hot.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I think he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cliche.&lt;br /&gt;Repeat.&lt;br /&gt;Like the one before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.&lt;br /&gt;That's who I'll just be to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning eighteen in Malacca.&lt;br /&gt;But like every year, I'm not exactly looking forward to my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it just reminds me that I just wasted eighteen years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I want very much to fix my life; to be motivated.&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't seem to.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I close my eyes, it's you I see.&lt;br /&gt;And at the moment, a smile and a tear will come out.&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in fantasies.&lt;br /&gt;Stuck on you.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I'm not even in your league.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;OneRepublic - Won't Stop&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D_ZSgE-oMPg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D_ZSgE-oMPg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;Uh ohh&lt;br /&gt;Now i stared at you&lt;br /&gt;From across the room&lt;br /&gt;Until both my eyes were faded&lt;br /&gt;I was in a rush&lt;br /&gt;I was out of luck&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm so glad that I waited&lt;br /&gt;Well you were almost there&lt;br /&gt;Almost mine...yeah&lt;br /&gt;They say love ain't fair&lt;br /&gt;But I'm doing fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Cause i swear it's you&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's you&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's you that I've waited for&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's you&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's you&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's you that my heart beats for&lt;br /&gt;And it isn't gonna stop&lt;br /&gt;No it just won't stop&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;Now you were fine by night&lt;br /&gt;But when the morning light comes&lt;br /&gt;Comfortable as rain on Sunday&lt;br /&gt;And I'm a lucky soul&lt;br /&gt;That holds your hand so tight&lt;br /&gt;Hope you hear this one day&lt;br /&gt;Don't fool yourself&lt;br /&gt;This is my truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's you&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's you&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's you that i waited for&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's you&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's you&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's you that my heart beats for&lt;br /&gt;And it ain't gonna stop&lt;br /&gt;It just won't stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Interlude]&lt;br /&gt;You take this hand&lt;br /&gt;You take this heart&lt;br /&gt;Steal my bones&lt;br /&gt;From 1000 miles apart&lt;br /&gt;Feels so cold&lt;br /&gt;Felt just like its ten shades of winter&lt;br /&gt;And i need the sun&lt;br /&gt;Ohh yeahh&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh no no yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;And i swear it's you&lt;br /&gt;I swear you&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's you that it waited for&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's you&lt;br /&gt;I swear its&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's you that my heart beats for&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's you&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's you&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's you that I've waited for&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's you&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's you&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's you that my heart beats for&lt;br /&gt;And it ain't gonna stop&lt;br /&gt;It just won't stop&lt;br /&gt;Heyy yeahh&lt;br /&gt;It just won't stop&lt;br /&gt;No no no no woahh yeah&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's you&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's you&lt;br /&gt;Ohh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-3381168361479286666?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/3381168361479286666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=3381168361479286666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3381168361479286666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3381168361479286666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SXoHoKPsmR0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SXoHoKPsmR0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mGuL84dvuUE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mGuL84dvuUE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-1667074725125182705?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/1667074725125182705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=1667074725125182705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/1667074725125182705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/1667074725125182705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/03/fighter.html' title='Fighter.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-3324749562733829087</id><published>2009-02-28T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T23:21:45.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Vertical Horizon - Miracle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xgECjYDKBRs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xgECjYDKBRs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its taken much too long&lt;br /&gt;to get it right&lt;br /&gt;Would it be so wrong&lt;br /&gt;to maybe find someone&lt;br /&gt;A miracle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all you really need&lt;br /&gt;is everything you could never be&lt;br /&gt;And so you'd give it all&lt;br /&gt;for a miracle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Is there a trace&lt;br /&gt;inside her face&lt;br /&gt;of a lonely miracle?&lt;br /&gt;And so you wait&lt;br /&gt;and lie awake&lt;br /&gt;for a lonely miracle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never really know&lt;br /&gt;what it is --&lt;br /&gt;not until it goes&lt;br /&gt;And if it comes again&lt;br /&gt;it's a miracle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what you miss is love&lt;br /&gt;and everything below and up above&lt;br /&gt;And could she bring it all --&lt;br /&gt;a miracle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus (1x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you wanted was a&lt;br /&gt;All you needed was a miracle&lt;br /&gt;A miracle&lt;br /&gt;And all you wanted was a&lt;br /&gt;All you needed was a miracle&lt;br /&gt;A miracle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its taken so long&lt;br /&gt;to get it right&lt;br /&gt;Could it be so wrong&lt;br /&gt;to maybe find someone&lt;br /&gt;A miracle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A miracle&lt;br /&gt;A miracle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been letting everything in my life down for as long as I remember.&lt;br /&gt;The people I wish not to ever let down , I let down.&lt;br /&gt;Given chances, let it go to waste.&lt;br /&gt;I'm failing in every area of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Be it studies, be it relationships, be it soccer.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of all these letting downs.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be somebody and not just somebody who could be replaced so easily.&lt;br /&gt;I'm closing to my birthday and it just reminds me of all the disappointments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing the SRJC badge, but I've been playing for my own pride.&lt;br /&gt;It's time to humble myself.&lt;br /&gt;It's time to step up.&lt;br /&gt;It's time to be composed.&lt;br /&gt;It's time to shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;I'm counting on You.&lt;br /&gt;I need to hear from You.&lt;br /&gt;I need to experience You again.&lt;br /&gt;Help me hear You won't You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dreamt of you 4 times last night and whenever I did, I would just wake up.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that you're there.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's wrong, but I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't shake you off my head.&lt;br /&gt;Why does it always have to be like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-3324749562733829087?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/3324749562733829087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=3324749562733829087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3324749562733829087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3324749562733829087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/02/miracle.html' title='Miracle.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-4125892807062730810</id><published>2009-02-15T10:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:08:50.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having so much to say, and watching you walk away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rascal Flatts - What Hurts The Most&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/In_Tdm0n6MU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/In_Tdm0n6MU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house&lt;br /&gt;That don’t bother me&lt;br /&gt;I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out&lt;br /&gt;I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;Even though going on with you gone still upsets me&lt;br /&gt;There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok&lt;br /&gt;But that’s not what gets me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;Was being so close&lt;br /&gt;And having so much to say&lt;br /&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;br /&gt;And never knowing&lt;br /&gt;What could have been&lt;br /&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;Is what I was tryin’ to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;But I’m doin’ It&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone&lt;br /&gt;Still Harder&lt;br /&gt;Getting up, getting dressed, livin’ with this regret&lt;br /&gt;But I know if I could do it over&lt;br /&gt;I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart&lt;br /&gt;That I left unspoken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;Is being so close&lt;br /&gt;And having so much to say&lt;br /&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;br /&gt;And never knowing&lt;br /&gt;What could have been&lt;br /&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;Is what I was trying to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;Is being so close&lt;br /&gt;And having so much to say&lt;br /&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;br /&gt;And never knowing&lt;br /&gt;What could have been&lt;br /&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;Is what I was trying to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;That’s what I was trying to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I listened to this song, I began to realise that leaving things unspoken can really hurt alot.&lt;br /&gt;There was so much I wish I could've told her last year but didn't.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, she left.&lt;br /&gt;Not saying that had I said something she would've stayed, but at least I wouldn't be feeling the effects up till now.&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, at least she's happier with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on is so darn difficult.&lt;br /&gt;Considering the fact that the scenario keeps repeating in my head.&lt;br /&gt;I need a panadol for this long-termed condition.&lt;br /&gt;Panadol come panadol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, Keith blurted out the words "...you'll never make it in life." to me.&lt;br /&gt;Although it wasn't intentional, I kept thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;And I see the truth in those six words.&lt;br /&gt;How painful it felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will history repeat itself?&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-4125892807062730810?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/4125892807062730810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=4125892807062730810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/4125892807062730810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/4125892807062730810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/02/having-so-much-to-say-and-watching-you.html' title='Having so much to say, and watching you walk away.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-46618333360859987</id><published>2009-02-15T10:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T10:28:12.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Run away, run away like a prodigal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;OneRupublic - Prodigal (Pride and Prejudice 2005)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zAE2A-2JusY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zAE2A-2JusY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We say good-bye &lt;br /&gt;I turn my back &lt;br /&gt;Run away, run away &lt;br /&gt;So predictable &lt;br /&gt;Not far from here &lt;br /&gt;You see me crack &lt;br /&gt;Like a bone, like a bone &lt;br /&gt;I'm so breakable &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I take everything from you &lt;br /&gt;But you'll take anything &lt;br /&gt;Won't you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run away, run away &lt;br /&gt;Like a prodigal &lt;br /&gt;Don't you wait for me &lt;br /&gt;Don't you wait for me &lt;br /&gt;So ashamed, so ashamed &lt;br /&gt;But I need you so &lt;br /&gt;And you wait for me &lt;br /&gt;And you wait for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the road &lt;br /&gt;To who knows where? &lt;br /&gt;Look ahead, not behind &lt;br /&gt;I keep saying &lt;br /&gt;There's no place to go &lt;br /&gt;Where you're not there &lt;br /&gt;On your rope, I hold tight &lt;br /&gt;But it's freeing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I take everything from you &lt;br /&gt;But you'll take anything &lt;br /&gt;Won't you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run away, run away &lt;br /&gt;Like a prodigal &lt;br /&gt;Don't you wait for me &lt;br /&gt;Don't you wait for me &lt;br /&gt;So ashamed, so ashamed &lt;br /&gt;But I need you so &lt;br /&gt;And you wait for me &lt;br /&gt;And you wait for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to be right&lt;br /&gt;But only if it's not day light? &lt;br /&gt;I keep trying to find my way back &lt;br /&gt;My way back &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run away, run away &lt;br /&gt;Like a prodigal &lt;br /&gt;Don't you wait for me &lt;br /&gt;Don't you wait for me &lt;br /&gt;So ashamed, so ashamed &lt;br /&gt;But I need you so &lt;br /&gt;And you wait for me &lt;br /&gt;And you wait for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Runaway &lt;br /&gt;Runaway &lt;br /&gt;Runaway &lt;br /&gt;From you &lt;br /&gt;From you &lt;br /&gt;From you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-46618333360859987?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/46618333360859987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=46618333360859987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/46618333360859987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/46618333360859987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/02/run-away-run-away-like-prodigal.html' title='Run away, run away like a prodigal.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-7181354055076893145</id><published>2009-02-13T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T23:28:33.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe I'm just dreaming out loud, but until then, come home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;OneRepublic - Come Home&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QhH6v2j07Qo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QhH6v2j07Qo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;Hello world&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're listening&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me if I'm young&lt;br /&gt;For speaking out of turn&lt;br /&gt;There's someone I've been missing&lt;br /&gt;I think that they could be&lt;br /&gt;The better half of me&lt;br /&gt;They're in their own place trying to make it right&lt;br /&gt;But I'm tired of justifying&lt;br /&gt;So i say you'll..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Come home&lt;br /&gt;Come home&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've been waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;For so long&lt;br /&gt;For so long&lt;br /&gt;And right now there's a war between the vanities&lt;br /&gt;But all i see is you and me&lt;br /&gt;The fight for you is all I've ever known&lt;br /&gt;So come home&lt;br /&gt;Oooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;I get lost in the beauty&lt;br /&gt;Of everything i see&lt;br /&gt;The world ain't as half as bad&lt;br /&gt;As they paint it to be&lt;br /&gt;If all the sons&lt;br /&gt;If all the daughters&lt;br /&gt;Stopped to take it in&lt;br /&gt;Well hopefully the hate subsides and the love can begin&lt;br /&gt;It might start now..Yeahh&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe I'm just dreaming out loud&lt;br /&gt;Until then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Come home&lt;br /&gt;Come home&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've been waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;For so long&lt;br /&gt;For so long&lt;br /&gt;And right now there's a war between the vanities&lt;br /&gt;But all i see is you and me&lt;br /&gt;The fight for you is all I've ever known&lt;br /&gt;Ever known&lt;br /&gt;So come home&lt;br /&gt;Oooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Interlude]&lt;br /&gt;Everything i can't be&lt;br /&gt;Is everything you should be&lt;br /&gt;And that's why i need you here&lt;br /&gt;Everything i can't be&lt;br /&gt;Is everything you should be&lt;br /&gt;And that's why i need you here&lt;br /&gt;So hear this now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Come home&lt;br /&gt;Come home&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've been waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;For so long&lt;br /&gt;For so long&lt;br /&gt;And right now there's a war between the vanities&lt;br /&gt;But all i see is you and me&lt;br /&gt;The fight for you is all I've ever known&lt;br /&gt;Ever known&lt;br /&gt;So come home&lt;br /&gt;Come home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today wasn't a good day.&lt;br /&gt;Being unappreciated,&lt;br /&gt;Being blamed,&lt;br /&gt;Being weak.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I survived the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;Which made me reminisce on my past Valentine's Days.&lt;br /&gt;Often filled with heartbreaks and disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;And I realise a trend.&lt;br /&gt;That I am always the only one giving the present to the person.&lt;br /&gt;Neither have I once received a true Valentine's Day present nor gone on a Valentine's Day date.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and tired of seeking.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing good ever come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only, whoever you are can come home to me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who you might be,&lt;br /&gt;But please come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day people.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-7181354055076893145?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/7181354055076893145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024066720523347011.post-3197065619468990061</id><published>2009-02-12T21:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:27:42.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality of inferiority.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3EhgjnvgmWI/SZQxeN5CzlI/AAAAAAAABSI/vE648sYEb9I/s1600-h/Left_Behind_by_TaSh_C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301917056516673106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3EhgjnvgmWI/SZQxeN5CzlI/AAAAAAAABSI/vE648sYEb9I/s400/Left_Behind_by_TaSh_C.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a particular habit I have, which is imagining things.&lt;br /&gt;Imagining the best case scenario of events only to realise, that they'll never come true.&lt;br /&gt;Not only am I doing to my friends, I'm concurrently doing it to myself.&lt;br /&gt;Often times I would picture myself as a handsome guy with an average height being able to confidently go up to someone and that person would notice me.&lt;br /&gt;But never the case.&lt;br /&gt;I would realise soon after, that it's not going to happen, and never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is, I tried my best to love myself.&lt;br /&gt;I really did.&lt;br /&gt;And there will a period of time when I would.&lt;br /&gt;But then soon after, I would get back to reality and feeling inferior again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Because often times, they would compliment me on things.&lt;br /&gt;But I would feel good one moment, and awful the next.&lt;br /&gt;Because the truth of the matter is, I am short.&lt;br /&gt;There are times when I look at my friends and see just how awesome they look, not that I'm gay or anything, but I just feel so...envious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hate it when girls say "height doesn't matter".&lt;br /&gt;Because they're saying that just to console me when they do know that humanly speaking, appearance does matter.&lt;br /&gt;And the truth of a matter is that I am not good looking either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hate imagining things, because ultimately, they wouldn't come true.&lt;br /&gt;And I would just be disappointed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;Like I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stark truth of reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-3197065619468990061?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/3197065619468990061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024066720523347011.post-3422154056844142950</id><published>2009-02-09T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T22:53:12.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change = Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;OneRepublic - All Fall Down&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OkZ4kGOg0nA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OkZ4kGOg0nA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Step out the door and it feels like rain,&lt;br /&gt;That's the sound (that's the sound) on your window pane.&lt;br /&gt;Take to the streets but you can't ignore,&lt;br /&gt;That's the sound (that's the sound) you're waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever your world starts crashing down,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever your world starts crashing down...&lt;br /&gt;Whenever your world starts crashing down...&lt;br /&gt;That's when you find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,&lt;br /&gt;God love your soul and your aching bones,&lt;br /&gt;Take a breath, take a step, maybe down below.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's the same, Our fingers to our toes,&lt;br /&gt;We just can't get a ride, But we're on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever your world starts crashing down,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever your world starts crashing down...&lt;br /&gt;Whenever your world starts crashing down...&lt;br /&gt;That's when you find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Lost til you're found,&lt;br /&gt;Swim 'til you drown,&lt;br /&gt;Know that we all fall down.&lt;br /&gt;Love 'til you hate,&lt;br /&gt;Strong 'til you break,&lt;br /&gt;Know that we all fall down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever your world starts crashing down,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever your world starts crashing down...&lt;br /&gt;If ever your world starts crashing down,&lt;br /&gt;That's when you'll find (find) me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost 'til you're found,&lt;br /&gt;Swim 'til you drown,&lt;br /&gt;Know that we all fall down.&lt;br /&gt;Love 'til you hate,&lt;br /&gt;Strong 'til you break,&lt;br /&gt;Know that we all fall down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All fall down, we all fall down, all fall down....&lt;br /&gt;We all fall down, all fall down, all fall down....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost 'til you're found,&lt;br /&gt;Swim 'til you drown,&lt;br /&gt;Know that we all fall down.&lt;br /&gt;Love 'til you hate,&lt;br /&gt;Strong 'til you break,&lt;br /&gt;Know that we all fall down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change is such a pain.&lt;br /&gt;But no pain, no gain.&lt;br /&gt;I'm no longer the boy I used to be.&lt;br /&gt;It's time to man up.&lt;br /&gt;but along the way, I may fall again.&lt;br /&gt;But know that we all fall down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pick ourselves up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Just a glance of your face left me mesmerised.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I'm not worthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-3422154056844142950?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/3422154056844142950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=3422154056844142950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3422154056844142950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3422154056844142950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/02/change-pain.html' title='Change = Pain'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-8041906574152946965</id><published>2009-02-03T20:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:25:01.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barely suviving has become my purpose.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lifehouse - Storm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0d25kA_XknM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0d25kA_XknM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How long have I been in this storm&lt;br /&gt;So over aware by the ocean's shapeless form&lt;br /&gt;Water is getting hard to tread&lt;br /&gt;With these waves crashing over my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could just see You&lt;br /&gt;Everything would be alright&lt;br /&gt;If I see You&lt;br /&gt;This darkness would turn to light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will walk on water&lt;br /&gt;And You will catch me if I fall&lt;br /&gt;And I will get lost into Your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And everything will be alright&lt;br /&gt;And everything will be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know You didn't bring me out here to drown&lt;br /&gt;So why am I ten feet under and upside down&lt;br /&gt;Barely surviving has become my purpose&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm so used to living underneath the surface&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could just see You&lt;br /&gt;Everything would be alright&lt;br /&gt;If I see You&lt;br /&gt;This darkness would turn to light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will walk on water&lt;br /&gt;And You will catch me if I fall&lt;br /&gt;And I will get lost into Your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And everything will be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will walk on water&lt;br /&gt;You will catch me if I fall&lt;br /&gt;And I will get lost into Your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And everything will be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;Everything's alright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to fix my life.&lt;br /&gt;In a hurry.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to show what I'm worth.&lt;br /&gt;To everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Especially myself.&lt;br /&gt;It's not going to be easy.&lt;br /&gt;But faith will see me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith will see me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-8041906574152946965?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/8041906574152946965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=8041906574152946965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8041906574152946965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8041906574152946965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/02/barely-suviving-has-become-my-purpose.html' title='Barely suviving has become my purpose.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-3640432544316864805</id><published>2009-02-01T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T03:27:47.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fix you, fix me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Coldplay - Fix You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jBEYyHGbwto&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jBEYyHGbwto&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you try your best but you don't succeed&lt;br /&gt;When you get what you want but not what you need&lt;br /&gt;When you feel so tired but you can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in reverse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the tears come streaming down your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you can't replace&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone but it goes to waste&lt;br /&gt;Could it be worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And high up above or down below&lt;br /&gt;When you're too in love to let it go&lt;br /&gt;But if you never try you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;Just what you're worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you cannot replace&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;And I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;I promise you I will learn from my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;And I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would just like to let the people out there know that despite all my sadness, I still love to help anyone in any way any time.&lt;br /&gt;People may question me on trying to help others when I can't even help myself.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I would answer that not everyone can help themselves.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who'll be there not to just give comments, but someone who'll be there to listen and walk with that person through whatever impending difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather be stuck with someone in a dark tunnel helping one another to find your way out, or you finding your way out alone while another person stands at the end of the tunnel shouting for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to fix you.&lt;br /&gt;Then you can fix me.&lt;br /&gt;Fix you, fix me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-3640432544316864805?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/3640432544316864805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=3640432544316864805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3640432544316864805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3640432544316864805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/02/fix-you-fix-me.html' title='Fix you, fix me.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-5272147809383087418</id><published>2009-01-30T22:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:18:37.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attempting to stay on that blood-stained pitch. Attempting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3EhgjnvgmWI/SYMW07n43zI/AAAAAAAABRo/n9Y94kyNVOs/s1600-h/307193072_1982734124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297102685331840818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3EhgjnvgmWI/SYMW07n43zI/AAAAAAAABRo/n9Y94kyNVOs/s400/307193072_1982734124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;A lion's mane.&lt;br /&gt;It's pride.&lt;br /&gt;The saying goes, a lion without it's mane is nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I feel like a lion who's mane is being shaved off completely.&lt;br /&gt;Disintegrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lion's roar.&lt;br /&gt;It's toughness.&lt;br /&gt;The saying goes, a lion roars to attract, scare away or to make its presence known to other felines around the perimeter.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I feel like a lion who's roar turned into a squeak.&lt;br /&gt;Breaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like giving up on me.&lt;br /&gt;And right now, I feel like giving up on myself.&lt;br /&gt;No one may know how this feels and can just say things to cheer me up, but it's a feeling that can never be explained.&lt;br /&gt;A man losing his pride.&lt;br /&gt;A man realising his insignificance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's worse, losing something you once had or yearning to gain something you never had?&lt;br /&gt;Both as bad, but I'd rather yearn than lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could be who I can never be.&lt;br /&gt;Without physical disadvantages.&lt;br /&gt;Or with a stronger mental will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly it is that Man = Pride.&lt;br /&gt;WIthout it, we're nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-5272147809383087418?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/5272147809383087418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=5272147809383087418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/5272147809383087418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/5272147809383087418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/01/attempting-to-stay-on-that-blood.html' title='Attempting to stay on that blood-stained pitch. Attempting.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3EhgjnvgmWI/SYMW07n43zI/AAAAAAAABRo/n9Y94kyNVOs/s72-c/307193072_1982734124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024066720523347011.post-5433084265828100635</id><published>2009-01-30T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T00:17:51.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So scared of getting older, I'm only good at being young.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;John Mayer - Stop This Train&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5HwevhhNZnI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5HwevhhNZnI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, I'm not colorblind&lt;br /&gt;I know the world is black and white&lt;br /&gt;I try to keep an open mind&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't sleep on this tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop this train&lt;br /&gt;I want to get off&lt;br /&gt;And go home again&lt;br /&gt;I can't take the speed it's moving in&lt;br /&gt;I know I can't&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, won't someone stop this train?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how else to say it&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to see my parents go&lt;br /&gt;One generation's length away&lt;br /&gt;From fighting life out on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop this train&lt;br /&gt;I want to get off&lt;br /&gt;And go home again&lt;br /&gt;I can't take the speed it's moving in&lt;br /&gt;I know I can't&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, won't someone stop this train?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So scared of getting older&lt;br /&gt;I'm only good at being young&lt;br /&gt;So I play the numbers game&lt;br /&gt;To find a way to say that life has just begun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a talk with my old man&lt;br /&gt;Said "help me understand"&lt;br /&gt;He said "turn sixty-eight&lt;br /&gt;You renegotiate"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't stop this train&lt;br /&gt;Don't for a minute change the place you're in&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I couldn't ever understand&lt;br /&gt;I tried my hand&lt;br /&gt;John, honestly we'll never stop this train"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in awhile, when it's good&lt;br /&gt;It'll feel like it should&lt;br /&gt;And they're all still around&lt;br /&gt;And you're still safe and sound&lt;br /&gt;And you don't miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;Till you cry when you're driving away in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop this train&lt;br /&gt;I want to get off&lt;br /&gt;And go home again&lt;br /&gt;I can't take the speed it's moving in&lt;br /&gt;I know I can't&lt;br /&gt;Cause now I see I will never stop this train&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older I get, the more insignificant I find myself.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I realised I lost myself.&lt;br /&gt;Having no idea who I am any more.&lt;br /&gt;Ill feelings developed as I stand alongside my friends, knowing about my physical disadvantages.&lt;br /&gt;I lost it.&lt;br /&gt;Myself and everything I used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please&lt;br /&gt;Please&lt;br /&gt;Please&lt;br /&gt;Won't someone stop this train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-5433084265828100635?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/5433084265828100635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=5433084265828100635' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/5433084265828100635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/5433084265828100635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='So scared of getting older, I&apos;m only good at being young.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024066720523347011.post-5988696021142655167</id><published>2009-01-26T21:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T21:41:45.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are the details in the fabric, are the things that make you panic, are your thoughts results of static cling?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jason Mraz Feat. James Morrison - Details In The Fabric&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S9kQrt9tPug&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S9kQrt9tPug&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Calm down &lt;br /&gt;Deep breaths &lt;br /&gt;And get yourself dressed instead &lt;br /&gt;Of running around &lt;br /&gt;And pulling on your threads and &lt;br /&gt;Breaking yourself up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's a broken part, replace it &lt;br /&gt;If it's a broken arm then brace it &lt;br /&gt;If it's a broken heart then face it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hold your own &lt;br /&gt;Know your name &lt;br /&gt;And go your own way &lt;br /&gt;Hold your own &lt;br /&gt;Know your name &lt;br /&gt;And go your own way &lt;br /&gt;And everything will be fine &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hang on &lt;br /&gt;Help is on the way &lt;br /&gt;Stay strong &lt;br /&gt;I'm doing everything &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold your own &lt;br /&gt;Know your name &lt;br /&gt;And go your own way &lt;br /&gt;Hold your own &lt;br /&gt;Know your name &lt;br /&gt;And go your own way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be fine &lt;br /&gt;Everything &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are the details in the fabric &lt;br /&gt;Are the things that make you panic &lt;br /&gt;Are your thoughts results of static cling &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are the things that make you blow &lt;br /&gt;Hell, no reason, go on and scream &lt;br /&gt;If you're shocked it's just the fault &lt;br /&gt;Of faulty manufacturing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be fine &lt;br /&gt;Everything in no time at all &lt;br /&gt;Everything &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold your own &lt;br /&gt;And know your name &lt;br /&gt;And go your own way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are the details in the fabric (Hold your own, know your name) &lt;br /&gt;Are the things that make you panic &lt;br /&gt;Are your thoughts results of static cling (Go your own way) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are the details in the fabric (Hold your own, know your name) &lt;br /&gt;Are the things that make you panic (Go your own way) &lt;br /&gt;Is it Mother Nature's sewing machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are the things that make you blow (Hold your own, know your name) &lt;br /&gt;Hell no reason go on and scream &lt;br /&gt;If you’re shocked it's just the fault (Go your own way) &lt;br /&gt;Of faulty manufacturing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be fine &lt;br /&gt;Everything in no time at all &lt;br /&gt;Hearts will hold&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;And behind all the greetings, laughters and angpaos, I realise just how much I've been holding onto the past.&lt;br /&gt;The events that happened last year, the pain I endured throughout the year, the heartbreaks I received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's time to throw it all away and look forward to a better future.&lt;br /&gt;Like I've told people a lot of times, let go of the past or else you'd just be running on that treadmill.&lt;br /&gt;It's time for me to get onto the track.&lt;br /&gt;Although there's no guarantee of what's in store for me, face it then I'll know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To God be the glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-5988696021142655167?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/5988696021142655167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=5988696021142655167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/5988696021142655167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/5988696021142655167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/01/are-details-in-fabric-are-things-that.html' title='Are the details in the fabric, are the things that make you panic, are your thoughts results of static cling?'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-7453309499075256926</id><published>2009-01-25T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T23:53:33.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will follow you into the dark.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Death Cab For Cutie - I Will Follow You Into The Dark (Cover)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p8GtegKVAiY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p8GtegKVAiY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love of mine some day you will die,&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be close behind.&lt;br /&gt;I'll follow you into the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white;&lt;br /&gt;Just our hands clasped so tight,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the hint of a spark.&lt;br /&gt;If heaven and hell decide,&lt;br /&gt;That they both are satisfied,&lt;br /&gt;Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's no one beside you,&lt;br /&gt;When your soul embarks;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll follow you into the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule,&lt;br /&gt;I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black,&lt;br /&gt;And I held my tongue as she told me,&lt;br /&gt;"Son, fear is the heart of love."&lt;br /&gt;So I never went back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If heaven and hell decide,&lt;br /&gt;That they both are satisfied,&lt;br /&gt;Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's no one beside you,&lt;br /&gt;When your soul embarks;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll follow you into the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me have seen everything to see;&lt;br /&gt;From Bangkok to Calgary.&lt;br /&gt;And the soles of your shoes are all worn down;&lt;br /&gt;The time for sleep is now.&lt;br /&gt;It's nothing to cry about,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we'll hold each other soon.&lt;br /&gt;In the blackest of rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If heaven and hell decide,&lt;br /&gt;That they both are satisfied,&lt;br /&gt;Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's no one beside you,&lt;br /&gt;When your soul embarks;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll follow you into the dark.&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll follow you into the dark.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;Simply sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will follow you into the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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dark.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-4539050022337866599</id><published>2009-01-25T02:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T02:15:01.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So I look in your direction, but you pay me no attention.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Coldplay - Shiver&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GBqRj8LwwEA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GBqRj8LwwEA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I look in your direction,&lt;br /&gt;But you pay me no attention, do you?&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't listen to me,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you say you see straight through me,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on and on,&lt;br /&gt;From the moment I wake,&lt;br /&gt;To the moment I sleep,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there by your side,&lt;br /&gt;Just you try and stop me,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting in line,&lt;br /&gt;Just to see if you care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did you want me to change?&lt;br /&gt;Well I'd change for good,&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know that you'll always get your way&lt;br /&gt;And I wanted to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you shiver&lt;br /&gt;Don't you shiver&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing it loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;And I'll always be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you know how much I need you,&lt;br /&gt;But you never even see me do you?&lt;br /&gt;And is this my final chance of getting you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on and on,&lt;br /&gt;From the moment I wake,&lt;br /&gt;To the moment I sleep,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there by your side,&lt;br /&gt;Just you try and stop me,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting in line,&lt;br /&gt;Just to see if you care, if you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you want me to change?&lt;br /&gt;Well I'd change for good,&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know that you'll always get your way&lt;br /&gt;And I wanted to say…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you shiver&lt;br /&gt;Don't you shiver,&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing it loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'll always be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'll always be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'll always be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;For you, I will always be waiting&lt;br /&gt;And it's you I see,&lt;br /&gt;But you don't see me&lt;br /&gt;And its you, I hear,&lt;br /&gt;So loud and so clear&lt;br /&gt;I sing it loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;And I'll always be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I look in your direction,&lt;br /&gt;But you pay me no attention,&lt;br /&gt;And you know how much I need you&lt;br /&gt;But you never even see me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A need to improve.&lt;br /&gt;A need to focus.&lt;br /&gt;A need to study.&lt;br /&gt;A need to love myself.&lt;br /&gt;A need to love others.&lt;br /&gt;A need to know you.&lt;br /&gt;A need to move on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-4539050022337866599?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/4539050022337866599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=4539050022337866599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/4539050022337866599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/4539050022337866599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-i-look-in-your-direction-but-you-pay.html' title='So I look in your direction, but you pay me no attention.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-6048110245021530444</id><published>2009-01-23T01:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T01:20:10.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm running through the fire when there's nothing left to save.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;James Morrison Feat. Nelly Furtado - Broken Strings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IrZcB-9i7I0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IrZcB-9i7I0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[James Morrison]&lt;br /&gt;Let me hold you for the last time&lt;br /&gt;It's the last chance to feel again but you broke me&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't feel anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I love you it's so untrue&lt;br /&gt;I can't even convince myself&lt;br /&gt;When I'm speaking it's the voice of someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;It tears me up&lt;br /&gt;I try to hold on but it hurts too much&lt;br /&gt;I try to forgive but it's not enough to make it all okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't play on broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you something that ain't real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;The truth hurts and a lie's worse&lt;br /&gt;How can I give anymore when I love you a little less than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nelly Furtado]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;What are we doing&lt;br /&gt;We are turning into dust&lt;br /&gt;Playing house in the ruins of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Both]&lt;br /&gt;Running back through the fire when there's nothing left to save&lt;br /&gt;It's like chasing the very last train when it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;It tears me up&lt;br /&gt;I try to hold on but it hurts too much&lt;br /&gt;I try to forgive but it's not enough to make it all okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't play on broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you something that ain't real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;The truth hurts and a lie's worse&lt;br /&gt;How can I give anymore when I love you a little less than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we're running through the fire when there's nothing left to save&lt;br /&gt;It's like chasing the very last train when we both know it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nelly Furtado]&lt;br /&gt;Too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Both]&lt;br /&gt;You can't play on broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I cant tell you something that ain't real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well truth hurts and a lie's worse&lt;br /&gt;How can I give anymore when I love you a little less than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;I love you a little less than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me hold you for the last time&lt;br /&gt;It's the last chance to feel again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminiscence of the past, the last year in particular.&lt;br /&gt;I hate reminiscing.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly because they would remind me of just what a loser I am.&lt;br /&gt;How I can never get things the way I want them to be.&lt;br /&gt;Though this year is a new year, I am afraid of the same vicious cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once bitten, twice shy.&lt;br /&gt;Third time can jump down and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catchy.&lt;br /&gt;But true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-6048110245021530444?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/6048110245021530444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=6048110245021530444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/6048110245021530444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/6048110245021530444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/01/james-morrison-feat.html' title='I&apos;m running through the fire when there&apos;s nothing left to save.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-5079830608424776036</id><published>2009-01-16T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:53:02.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm giving in. This is my sundown.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jimmy Eat World - My Sundown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y291vbCuNQM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y291vbCuNQM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see it around me&lt;br /&gt;I see it in everything&lt;br /&gt;I could be so much more than this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said my goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;This is my sundown&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be so much more than this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With one hand high&lt;br /&gt;You'll show them your progress&lt;br /&gt;You'll take your time&lt;br /&gt;But no one cares&lt;br /&gt;No one cares x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you to show me the way from crazy&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be so much more than this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With one hand high&lt;br /&gt;You'll show them your progress&lt;br /&gt;You'll take your time&lt;br /&gt;But no one cares&lt;br /&gt;No one cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With one hand high&lt;br /&gt;You'll show them your progress&lt;br /&gt;You'll take your time&lt;br /&gt;But no one cares&lt;br /&gt;No one cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one cares&lt;br /&gt;(I could be so much more than this)&lt;br /&gt;No one cares&lt;br /&gt;(I wanna be so much more than this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good good bye, lovely time&lt;br /&gt;Good good bye, tinsel shine&lt;br /&gt;Good good bye, I'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;Good good bye, good good night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;I feel useless.&lt;br /&gt;I feel angry.&lt;br /&gt;I feel stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I feel childish.&lt;br /&gt;I feel inferior.&lt;br /&gt;I feel ugly.&lt;br /&gt;I feel unachieved.&lt;br /&gt;I feel lonely.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a loser.&lt;br /&gt;I feel frustrated...&lt;br /&gt;With myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I be them?&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard I try, I just can't.&lt;br /&gt;I just have nothing to offer.&lt;br /&gt;Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-5079830608424776036?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/5079830608424776036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=5079830608424776036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/5079830608424776036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/5079830608424776036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-giving-in-this-is-my-sundown.html' title='I&apos;m giving in. This is my sundown.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-9084793594649404083</id><published>2009-01-14T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:35:38.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It kicks so hard it breaks your bones. Cuts so deep, hits your soul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;James Morrison - Love Is Hard&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4aWgQAhz81E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4aWgQAhz81E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see lovers in the streets walking without a care&lt;br /&gt;They wear it out loud like there's something in the air&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't care&lt;br /&gt;They're treading lightly&lt;br /&gt;There's no tracks to follow&lt;br /&gt;They don't care where they're going&lt;br /&gt;And if they're lucky they'll get to see&lt;br /&gt;And if they're really, really lucky they'll get to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it kicks so hard it breaks your bones&lt;br /&gt;Cuts so deep, hits your soul&lt;br /&gt;Tears your skin and makes your blood flow&lt;br /&gt;It's better that you know&lt;br /&gt;That love is hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love takes hostages and gives them pain,&lt;br /&gt;Gives someone the power to hurt you again and again&lt;br /&gt;But they don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if they're lucky they'll get to see&lt;br /&gt;And if they're really, really lucky they'll get to feel&lt;br /&gt;And if they're truly blessed then they'll get to believe&lt;br /&gt;And if you're damned you'll never let yourself be deceived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it kicks so hard it breaks your bones&lt;br /&gt;Cuts so deep, hits your soul&lt;br /&gt;Tears your skin and makes your blood flow&lt;br /&gt;It's better that we know&lt;br /&gt;That love is hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kicks so hard it breaks your bones&lt;br /&gt;Cuts so deep, hits your soul&lt;br /&gt;Tears your skin and makes your blood flow&lt;br /&gt;It's better that we know&lt;br /&gt;It kicks so hard it breaks your bones&lt;br /&gt;Cuts so deep, hits your soul&lt;br /&gt;Tears your skin and makes your blood flow&lt;br /&gt;It's better that we know&lt;br /&gt;That love is hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it was easy it wouldn't mean nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's meant to to be...&lt;br /&gt;It'll be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-9084793594649404083?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/9084793594649404083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=9084793594649404083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/9084793594649404083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/9084793594649404083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-kicks-so-hard-it-breaks-your-bones.html' title='It kicks so hard it breaks your bones. Cuts so deep, hits your soul.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-3172614652168477014</id><published>2009-01-11T23:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:55:14.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging by a moment here by myself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lifehouse - Hanging By A Moment&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zHfzrqLIniE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zHfzrqLIniE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desperate for changing, starving for truth&lt;br /&gt;I'm closer to where I started while chasing after you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling even more in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Letting go of all I've held on to&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing here until you make me move&lt;br /&gt;I'm hanging by a moment here with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting all I'm lacking, completely incomplete&lt;br /&gt;I'll take your invitation, you take all of me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling even more in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Letting go of all I've held on to&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing here until you make me move&lt;br /&gt;I'm hanging by a moment here with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm living for the only thing I know&lt;br /&gt;I'm running and not quite sure where to go&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what I'm diving into&lt;br /&gt;Just hanging by a moment here with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else to lose, there's nothing else to find&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing in the world that can change my mind&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing else&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing else&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperate for changing, starving for truth&lt;br /&gt;I'm closer to where I started while chasing after you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling even more in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Letting go of all I've held on to&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing here until you make me move&lt;br /&gt;I'm hanging by a moment here with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm living for the only thing I know&lt;br /&gt;I'm running and not quite sure where to go&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what I'm diving into&lt;br /&gt;Just hanging by a moment here with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hanging by a moment&lt;br /&gt;Hanging by a moment&lt;br /&gt;Hanging by a moment&lt;br /&gt;Hanging by a moment here with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this year is probably going to be the most tiring year of my 18-year life.&lt;br /&gt;Soccer trainings, tests, exams, North Zone, Nationals, A Levels.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously do not think I have the capacity and discipline to overcome these obstacles, but I wish I can have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy and I'm trying my best to move on.&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how hard I try, I just seem to still be running on that treadmill.&lt;br /&gt;It all seemed so perfect for you and I don't want to ruin any of that.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I do not have the ability to do so anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'm still blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hanging by a moment.&lt;br /&gt;A moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-3172614652168477014?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-3024066720523347011.post-5598039102081324767</id><published>2009-01-05T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T00:30:05.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I would fall asleep only in hopes of dreaming that everything will be like it was before.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lifehouse - Blind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Q6kobRdIfQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Q6kobRdIfQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was young but I wasn't naive&lt;br /&gt;I watched helpless&lt;br /&gt;As you turn around to leave&lt;br /&gt;And still I have the pain I have to carry&lt;br /&gt;A past so deep&lt;br /&gt;That even you could not bury if you tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this time&lt;br /&gt;I never thought we'd be here&lt;br /&gt;Never thought we'd be here&lt;br /&gt;When my love for you was blind&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;That I loved you more&lt;br /&gt;Then you will ever know&lt;br /&gt;And part of me died&lt;br /&gt;When I let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;Only in hopes of dreaming&lt;br /&gt;That everything&lt;br /&gt;Would be like it was before&lt;br /&gt;But nights like this&lt;br /&gt;It seems are slowly fleeting&lt;br /&gt;They disappear as reality is crashing to the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this time&lt;br /&gt;I never thought we'd be here&lt;br /&gt;Never thought we'd be here&lt;br /&gt;When my love for you was blind&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I loved you more&lt;br /&gt;Then you will ever know&lt;br /&gt;And part of me died&lt;br /&gt;When I let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this why&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever want to leave&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you could not believe it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That my love for you was blind&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I loved you more&lt;br /&gt;Then you will ever know&lt;br /&gt;And part of me died&lt;br /&gt;When I let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I loved you more&lt;br /&gt;Then you will ever know&lt;br /&gt;And part of me died&lt;br /&gt;When I let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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before.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-7559408957079578760</id><published>2009-01-01T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T21:59:02.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touch.</title><content type='html'>If you got to choose to lose all your senses but one, which one would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Now this is one of the common random questions we often ask one another.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt today, the answer to that question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sight.&lt;br /&gt;How awful it would be not to be able to see the beautiful things around us, to see the people you love every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing.&lt;br /&gt;How awful it would be not to be able to listen to music, to sound, to hear the words "I love you." being spoken to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smell.&lt;br /&gt;How awful it would be not to be able to smell the fragrance of flowers, the fragrance of the person you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speech.&lt;br /&gt;How awful it would be not to be able to communicate to the people around you, not to be able to tell the ones around you how much you love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for all the senses that He's given to me because how devasting it would be to lose either one of these.&lt;br /&gt;But I thank God for the most important, in my point of view, sense.&lt;br /&gt;The sense of touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised today that how wonderful a touch is and how much impact a simple touch can make to any one of us.&lt;br /&gt;When one is sad, how wonderful it feels if you could lie on someone's shoulder, if someone puts his/her arms around you.&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful it feels to grab the hands of the person you love, to grab the hands of a newborn baby.&lt;br /&gt;You would be able to feel loved and the other person will feel it too.&lt;br /&gt;And the feeling lingers on for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the sense of touch.&lt;br /&gt;Which is what I'd like to call, the touch of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next time someone's feeling down, do not hesitate to lend a shoulder or your arms.&lt;br /&gt;Because everyone needs love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-7559408957079578760?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/7559408957079578760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Here's to a new year.</title><content type='html'>Well, for 2009 I shall summarise my resolutions for this year:&lt;br /&gt;1) Find God again&lt;br /&gt;2) Rekindle relationships with family member and friendships&lt;br /&gt;3) Maintain and strengthen current friendships, especially to the 10 people (Anthony, Benjamin, Dudley, Jason, Jerome, Chester, Keith, Yenhui, Yeomei and Miss Andrea Ni)&lt;br /&gt;4) Ace my A's&lt;br /&gt;5) Win North Zone&lt;br /&gt;6) At least a semi-final place in Nationals&lt;br /&gt;7) Be more matured&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that'd be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-5365238880660955616?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-3024066720523347011.post-161182226248867091</id><published>2008-12-31T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T00:28:36.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up? I have no choice but to.</title><content type='html'>So, 2008 is closing to an end.&lt;br /&gt;To summarise my 2008, I would say that it's been one of the worse years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's see, disappointing O' level score, flunked mid-years despite studying really hard, deteorating fitness, church leaders all but one left the church, lost passion for God, girl trouble, flunked end of year and had to re-exam, and last but not least, having to serve a one week suspension and 48 hour CIP programme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But besides all the negativity, there has been lots of joy this year as well.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, got into SR soccer team, camp ASPIRE, 6 wonderful brothers (Anthony, Dudley, Benjamin, Jason, Jerome and Chester), 1 wonderful God-mom (Miss Andrea Ni), Yangshuo trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, all I can say is that without those 6 dudes and 1 God-mom, I would still be dropping down the bottomless pit.&lt;br /&gt;They're the ones who pulled me out of it and has always been there for me.&lt;br /&gt;And the Yangshuo trip has also been the best 8 days of the year and I want to thank everyone on the trip for just being there.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287102549198923362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3EhgjnvgmWI/SV-PwZgQZmI/AAAAAAAABQ8/T9F_jnzj7BQ/s400/1_984696525l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;The dudes and chicks that kept me going (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287103106651518050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EhgjnvgmWI/SV-QQ2LT9GI/AAAAAAAABRE/NwouCKRD0ww/s400/DSC00151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The dudes and chick who kept me going to church (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers for a better 2009!&lt;br /&gt;I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-161182226248867091?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/161182226248867091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=161182226248867091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/161182226248867091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/161182226248867091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-2008-is-closing-to-end.html' title='Growing up? I have no choice but to.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3EhgjnvgmWI/SV-PwZgQZmI/AAAAAAAABQ8/T9F_jnzj7BQ/s72-c/1_984696525l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024066720523347011.post-6751668099356206012</id><published>2008-12-28T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T00:55:00.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate this feeling. This helpless feeling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lifehouse - Broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/st2mxQusLvA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/st2mxQusLvA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am here still waiting though I still have my doubts&lt;br /&gt;I am damaged at best, like you've already figured out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;With a broken heart that's still beating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;In the pain there is healing&lt;br /&gt;In your name I find meaning&lt;br /&gt;So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm barely holdin' on to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I still see your reflection inside of my eyes&lt;br /&gt;That are looking for purpose, they're still looking for life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;With a broken heart that's still beating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;In the pain is there healing&lt;br /&gt;In your name I find meaning&lt;br /&gt;So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm barely holdin' on to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm hanging on another day just to see what you will throw my way&lt;br /&gt;And I'm hanging on to the words you say&lt;br /&gt;You said that I will be ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The broken lights on the freeway left me here alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I may have lost my way now, haven't forgotten my way home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;With a broken heart that's still beating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;In the pain there is healing&lt;br /&gt;In your name I find meaning&lt;br /&gt;So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm barely holdin' on to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm holdin' on&lt;br /&gt;I'm holdin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm barely holdin' on to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-6751668099356206012?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/6751668099356206012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=6751668099356206012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/6751668099356206012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/6751668099356206012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-hate-this-feeling-this-helpless.html' title='I hate this feeling. This helpless feeling.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-8189868404826128312</id><published>2008-12-26T03:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T11:34:30.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The shoreline calls the sea, for simple words and company.</title><content type='html'>Christmas, the birth of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas isn't just all about the parties and the presents.&lt;br /&gt;It is spending time with the ones you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am, coped up in this small room.&lt;br /&gt;No one to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;All I have are songs playing on repeat.&lt;br /&gt;Movies of fantasies, showing us the perfection of situations.&lt;br /&gt;Only for me to come back to reality and realise, that I am alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of playing dumb.&lt;br /&gt;There are so many thing that I wish to say but just can't spill them out.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise there would be dire consequences which would affect friendships.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather suffer alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is just so funny.&lt;br /&gt;When you throw that boomerang, it just comes back at you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to say anything.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not even going to do anything from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we do something fanciful on the pitch,&lt;br /&gt;Mr Teng always says, "What for?".&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm questioning myself when I wait and when I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the possibilities of hope,&lt;br /&gt;I do not think it'll happen anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a small boy after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to open Pandora's Box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-8189868404826128312?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/8189868404826128312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=8189868404826128312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8189868404826128312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8189868404826128312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/12/shoreline-call-sea-for-simple-words-and.html' title='The shoreline calls the sea, for simple words and company.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-2502819529240803703</id><published>2008-12-24T03:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T03:44:10.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome party. Great company. Good feeling. Bad begginings. Awful thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EhgjnvgmWI/SVE_ckG2UEI/AAAAAAAABQ0/8pVMuVxLRC8/s1600-h/Domino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283073597843591234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EhgjnvgmWI/SVE_ckG2UEI/AAAAAAAABQ0/8pVMuVxLRC8/s400/Domino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one is happy, the others around will also be happy.&lt;br /&gt;When one is sad, the others around will also be sad.&lt;br /&gt;When one is angry, the others around will also be angry.&lt;br /&gt;When one is crazy, the others around will also crazy.&lt;br /&gt;When one is affected, the others around will also be affected.&lt;br /&gt;When one falls, the others around will also fall.&lt;br /&gt;This my friends is called, ''The Domino Effect".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still feeling the effects of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-2502819529240803703?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/2502819529240803703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=2502819529240803703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/2502819529240803703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/2502819529240803703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/12/awesome-party-great-company-good.html' title='Awesome party. Great company. Good feeling. Bad begginings. Awful thoughts.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EhgjnvgmWI/SVE_ckG2UEI/AAAAAAAABQ0/8pVMuVxLRC8/s72-c/Domino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024066720523347011.post-3355129125760176499</id><published>2008-12-17T01:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T02:06:14.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scars.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scar:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;A permanent mark that is left after you have had a cut or wound. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;A permanent emotional mental effect caused by an unpleasant experience.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280450765846359906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3EhgjnvgmWI/SUft_pg2L2I/AAAAAAAABQs/CT5DfjtnKUY/s400/Meg-%2520scars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;People often use the word "scar" to describe a failure in their life.&lt;br /&gt;I won't deny the fact that I've used it a lot of times.&lt;br /&gt;But I found another way of looking at this word, and revert it to something which could be more useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often see scars as something unpleasant.&lt;br /&gt;As a mark that is ugly.&lt;br /&gt;As a mark that reminds you of a bad experience.&lt;br /&gt;As a mark that will remain there forever.&lt;br /&gt;And because of all these reasons, we find it very difficult to move on or even try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes a scar is ugly, but since when was failure beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;Yes a scar reminds us of a bad experience, but it can also remind us the fact that we've tried our best?&lt;br /&gt;Yes a scar will remain there forever, so are we going to remain beaten forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scars are an indication that you've tried so hard but still end up falling.&lt;br /&gt;That would explain a deep mark.&lt;br /&gt;However, failure is inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we're all too afraid of moving on or trying again because we're afraid of having another scar; another indication of failure.&lt;br /&gt;However again, fear is inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When an inevitable comes, we all have got to learn to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;Learn to learn from it.&lt;br /&gt;And either move on or try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine one day you were a baby and you fell down really badly while attempting to walk.&lt;br /&gt;With the blood oozing, you sit on the ground and cry.&lt;br /&gt;Your parent arrives to clean and dress the wound.&lt;br /&gt;You leave yourself with a scar on your body.&lt;br /&gt;The next day, would you sit there and never attempt to walk again?&lt;br /&gt;No, your baby instincts would somehow spur yourself to try again.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you still keep falling, you now can learn from each fall till you eventually walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn from each fall till you eventually walk.&lt;br /&gt;And no matter how tough the journey is, at least you'll know you've tried your best.&lt;br /&gt;You're not going to gain anything being afraid.&lt;br /&gt;No pain, no gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. "The scars run too deep, such that I can't seem to move on."&lt;br /&gt;. "The scars remind me that the past is real."&lt;br /&gt;. "I can still feel the pain through the scars."&lt;br /&gt;Aren't these one the few classic lines people use to describe their failed attempts?&lt;br /&gt;Well, these lines are just excuses.&lt;br /&gt;Excuses people come up with because their head is in their way.&lt;br /&gt;Because they're afraid of failure again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of letting your head get in your way, use your head to analyse why you failed.&lt;br /&gt;Take measures to improve and move on.&lt;br /&gt;There will come a point in your life where you're going to have to repeat the feat.&lt;br /&gt;When that time comes, deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of being fearful to face your fears, let your fears be fearful to face you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do not be afraid" appeared in the Bible 365 times.&lt;br /&gt;It's equivalent to God telling you not to be afraid every single day in a year.&lt;br /&gt;Now you've go to be sure He means it.&lt;br /&gt;Surely, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"With God, all things are possible." (Matthew 19:26)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even for those who do not believe in Christianity, do not let scars tell you what to do.&lt;br /&gt;You look at the scars with your eyes and tell them what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate is in our own hands and whatever cards we are dealt with, we're supposed to make do with it.&lt;br /&gt;Scars be scars, there's nothing much we can do to remove it or cover it.&lt;br /&gt;I say, just let it be and thank God for the learning experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-3355129125760176499?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/3355129125760176499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=3355129125760176499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3355129125760176499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3355129125760176499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/12/scars.html' title='Scars.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3EhgjnvgmWI/SUft_pg2L2I/AAAAAAAABQs/CT5DfjtnKUY/s72-c/Meg-%2520scars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024066720523347011.post-8023077863333210216</id><published>2008-12-14T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:06:13.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss the company. Too bad all good things have to come to an end.</title><content type='html'>Ever since coming back from Yangshuo, I never had the time to blog with all the consecutive matches and trainings.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, these nights are getting kinda empty and boring.&lt;br /&gt;Simply put, I miss the company of the people in Yangshuo.&lt;br /&gt;The simplicity of the country and the laughter the people bring have seriously made me appreciate all things around me more.&lt;br /&gt;Especially seeing my friends first thing in the morning everyday.&lt;br /&gt;These 8 days have truly been the best 8 days of 2008 for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Night 1: School stayover&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Reached school at around 6.30pm to meet Dsen, Jingfang and Yong Feng to purchase the campfire stuff.&lt;br /&gt;We took all the preserved food and some sauces only to realise we forgot the music CD for the campfire night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I rushed to Kovan to buy marshmellows and some gay shit 70s' disco dance CD.&lt;br /&gt;Interacted with the parents and the Yangshuo peeps.&lt;br /&gt;Realised that Jolyn's brother is like damn cute.&lt;br /&gt;I totally can't see the resemblance.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the Rocmoc people celebrated Raihana's birthday and Rachel baked this huge cake which tasted awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Good job hippie!&lt;br /&gt;I found a soccer ball and before you know it, we were kicking it in the hall.&lt;br /&gt;The girls on the other hand, were cam-whoring lik mad.&lt;br /&gt;After that, there was a bag check and everyone hid their iPods and PSPs in the their lockers.&lt;br /&gt;Which didn't really make much sense considering the fact that teachers obviously knew we possessed iPods and PSPs during the trip.&lt;br /&gt;Lights off and everyone lied on mats and slept like pigs.&lt;br /&gt;Especially Jolyn the pig, who just can't wake up the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day 1: Tour around Guangzhou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Woke up and we left for the airport at around 7am.&lt;br /&gt;Took the airplane and said goodbye to proper sanitation and clean water for another 8 days.&lt;br /&gt;4 hours of watching Greek and listening to my iPod.&lt;br /&gt;Reached Guangzhou and said hello to cold weather and disgusting toilets for another 8 days.&lt;br /&gt;Toured around Guangzhou for 10 hours taking lots of pictures of the scenery, which I accidentally deleted during the trip.&lt;br /&gt;Dang.&lt;br /&gt;McDonalds for dinner and I was being a nice guy to help Jolyn with the ordering and the thanks I was given was the stupid laughter of hers when the chinese person at the counter couldn't understand what I said.&lt;br /&gt;I still don't understand how sauces in chinese meant events instead.&lt;br /&gt;China people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we waited for everyone to check in together.&lt;br /&gt;We ended up having to wait for Jingfang, then Rachel went to find Jingfang and then Jingfang came back but Rachel didn't and so we wanted to go find Rachel but she appeared all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;So ya, confusing shit.&lt;br /&gt;Took a budget plane to Guilin, which gave us ALOT of their name cards.&lt;br /&gt;So I was being a nice guy and collecting all the name cards they gave to us to return to them when I reached Guilin.&lt;br /&gt;Jolyn and Raihana so thought I wouldn't dare to give them back, but I did.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;You should've seen the look on the air stewardess's face when I handed her the stack of their name cards.&lt;br /&gt;And Jolyn was being a Singaporean and taking all the green pea packets from us.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Guilin and it was FREEZING.&lt;br /&gt;We could even see our breath in the air.&lt;br /&gt;Sat the bus to a resort in Yangshuo which took 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;And if you could overlook the creepy red lanterns and the 'no throwing the toilet paper into the toilet bowl' rule, the place ain't half that bad.&lt;br /&gt;The stars we seemingly out of our reach.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Checked into the same room as Jerome and we unpacked then slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 2: Trekking&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerome and me were one of the late ones to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly because his only alarm, with the ringtone of 'Home' by Michael Buble didn't help much.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to some hotel for breakfast and the noodles were awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich Group 1 and Group 2 headed for some place to start our trekking while Group 3 and Group 4 headed for another place for their cycling.&lt;br /&gt;Trekking was fun, considering the fact that only Jerome, Benjamin, Sheryl, Jolyn, Mdm Jess Wong and I were at the back strolling and taking pictures while trying to avoid the overwhelming number of buffalo dung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped halfway to eat our packed lunch and to receive the news that we won't be cycling the next half of the day because the bikes Group 3 and Group 4 received were defective and dangerous to ride on considering the rough terrain.&lt;br /&gt;So we had to walk another 8km apart from the 10km we already walked!&lt;br /&gt;Disappointing, but enriching.&lt;br /&gt;Especially with the company of the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached the town and the tour guide quarrelled with the bike shop owner, who demanded for a compensation for Dsen's spoilt bike.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy drama.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at some eating place.&lt;br /&gt;The food wasn't what we expected to be.&lt;br /&gt;It was simply like shit.&lt;br /&gt;And the dinner table was kinda quiet with me being the only one really making an effort to stir up a conversation within the group.&lt;br /&gt;Well, left that place for the resort after that, group debrief then overall debrief then sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin Koh was the rare guy that day.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 3: Rockclimbing + Abseiling&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up earlier today and breakfast at the resort, which was so much better.&lt;br /&gt;Scramble eggs, pancakes and orang juice!&lt;br /&gt;Headed to do rockclimbing after that.&lt;br /&gt;It was like shit for me cause I was like struggling with the first route, which was supposed to be the easiest route there.&lt;br /&gt;It was so difficult for me to stretch given my small physique and the bellayer, Xiao Qiang, was making me laugh with his chinese accent.&lt;br /&gt;He said the funniest shit on his phone.&lt;br /&gt;The phone rang, he picked up and said with his chinese accent, "What up?".&lt;br /&gt;I was laughing my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;Jolyn and Raihana are imbar shits.&lt;br /&gt;They're like rockclimbing monsters.&lt;br /&gt;Scary how they ease through all the routes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was abseiling.&lt;br /&gt;We had to carry our pizza boxes up the steep slopes up to the abseiling place.&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda dangerous and Mr Yong were expecting us to catch up quick.&lt;br /&gt;I was shouting for him to consider safety over catching up.&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to make the '2 girls and 1 guy' sequence to make it safer for the girls.&lt;br /&gt;Along the way, there were alot of thorns and they were to be avoided.&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching the top, we were all tired and had to wait for 4 hours for all, but 7, to abseil.&lt;br /&gt;We were so bored that we played 'throw the stone into the holes', 'sissors, paper and stone with real sticks, leaves and stones', 'throw the stone to knock the bottles down' and my personal favourite, 'wack the Amos'.&lt;br /&gt;Group 1 did this gay shit video as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the time was long, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Especially the company.&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Ben about his future and I just felt led to use the abseil as reference to his life.&lt;br /&gt;Great time.&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner at the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;Food was better than the day before but overwall was still still pretty quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Headed back to the resort for debriefs and video editings the sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel so looks like a hippie and I even got her to say "drugs are cool!".&lt;br /&gt;I was the rare guy today.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 4: CIP at primary school&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and breakfast at the resort.&lt;br /&gt;Headed for the village again.&lt;br /&gt;Keep seeing the same vehicle with the number plate "E874 AHH"&lt;br /&gt;Love the 'AHH'.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Reached the school and saw all them cute kids.&lt;br /&gt;Then went weeding and ploughing for the first half of the day there.&lt;br /&gt;Helped this old lady carry these huge stacks of bamboo along the way.&lt;br /&gt;And I conclude that Jolyn's such a pampered gay shit mama.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the school for lunch and met this damn cute quiet small boy.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone couldn't get him to talk initally, but I am proud to say I succeeded in making him talk and even laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Then came a quiet girl with a limp as well.&lt;br /&gt;Well, deja vu.&lt;br /&gt;I got this girl to talk and laugh as well.&lt;br /&gt;Man, I'm good with kids.&lt;br /&gt;It so happens that these two kids were sibblings.&lt;br /&gt;And both of them often got bullied by the other kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introduced Jolyn to the boy and she fell in love with him, even though he kept crying randomly.&lt;br /&gt;Then helped to cement awhile before slacking away.&lt;br /&gt;After every hour, the kids get a break and they would come running out to play sports like soccer and basketball.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun playing monkey with the small kids, who by the way, have unlimited stamina.&lt;br /&gt;They would even climb onto you and ask you to carry them.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Especiallywhen Edmond and I went into this class where everyone thought we both were monsters and started wacking us.&lt;br /&gt;One kid even headbutted by butt with his head and another tried to stuff his head up my ass.&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope they grow up to become smarter.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;So Edmond and I decided to scare the kids off.&lt;br /&gt;Let me say, Edmond's face expression was retarded and could scare any kid away.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;There was also this gangster we call 'lau da' in the vicinity.&lt;br /&gt;He would wack anyone who snatched his stuff away.&lt;br /&gt;Scary.&lt;br /&gt;I even suggested killing him before he grows up to be some Mafia gang leader.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;The toilet was disgustingly disgusting and smelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One would rather pee in the bushes.&lt;br /&gt;One of our forfeits for the animal game was to stay in the toilet for just 1 minute.&lt;br /&gt;Anthony was saved by the whistle.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;At night was kinda crowded with all the villagers coming to the school for a night movie which many of them couldn't understand.&lt;br /&gt;We were considered the "chocolate drink Gods" there since they have never tried Milo before.&lt;br /&gt;The stocks were depleting fast.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the night was Milo, curry, Kachang Puteh and movie screening.&lt;br /&gt;Some of us just slacked at the second level while helping to look after the bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;Headed back to the resort at around 9.30pm and video editing then sleep.&lt;br /&gt;No debrief today since everyone was so shagged out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day 5: Traversing + Rockclimbing + Campfire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Woke up and breakfast at the resort.&lt;br /&gt;We then headed to the top of the same mountain as the abseiling.&lt;br /&gt;Only slightly lower and this time with Group 4.&lt;br /&gt;It was FREAKING COLD!&lt;br /&gt;Mainly because of the morning wind blowing so strongly.&lt;br /&gt;We were practically freezing to death and hugging one another for warmth.&lt;br /&gt;Talk about brokeback mountain.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Darly still refuses to turn gay at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Traversing was quite funny considering that we would only traverse halfway, then cycle the other half before abseiling down and coming up to return the harness and gloves again.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Many wanted to go down AFAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the cold experience, we headed to do rockclimbing at a different location.&lt;br /&gt;And this time, it was so much better for me.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's because I decided to start listening to the advice of others.&lt;br /&gt;Finished all 3 routes.&lt;br /&gt;Then we sat on the grass and the guys hugged one another and had a gay ol' time.&lt;br /&gt;Jingfang and Taihong so make a great couple.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that campfire.&lt;br /&gt;That turned out bad, as nothing went according to plan.&lt;br /&gt;The timings and set-up were all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Got to thank Wenbin, Edmond, Moses, Amos, and Ben for saving the campfire committee's ass.&lt;br /&gt;Had alot of cheers, 'fast food game', 'Simon says', 'Hokey Pokey' and the limbo.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, the firecrackers and fireworks which really really saved our asses.&lt;br /&gt;Apologised to everyone during debrief back at the resort.&lt;br /&gt;After that went to confront to teachers regarding the unfair distribution of the laptops for the group video.&lt;br /&gt;The other groups expect Gwen and Jerome to wait till 1am for the laptops which is totally unfair to them.&lt;br /&gt;And so the teachers decided to postpone the video sharing to tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then talked to Ben and Amos before visiting Rachel, a.k.a. Hippie, and Melissa, a.k.a. Princess.&lt;br /&gt;One is like a mother, the other is like the daughter.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you can guess who's who.&lt;br /&gt;Left Ben to talk to Rachel while Jerome and I went back to our room and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 6: Orienteering race + Liu San Jie + Shopping at West Street&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and breakfast at the resort...again.&lt;br /&gt;Then we started our orienteering race.&lt;br /&gt;The 4 different groups are supposed to start off at different locations and take group pictures of the places on a piece of paper given to each group.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun travelling all around the Yangshuo area and doing the transversing and rockclimbing as a group.&lt;br /&gt;We were basically depending so much on the pictures and our group eventually emerged as the group with the highest points.&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went back to the village and headed for the west street of Guilin to shop.&lt;br /&gt;It was a blast and having Wenbin around is a must.&lt;br /&gt;His bargaining skills are better than some aunties in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Phua was looking for the black colour Mao Zedong shirt throughout our time there.&lt;br /&gt;But decided to stick with the white one.&lt;br /&gt;Many different shops there.&lt;br /&gt;I must say, the sex shop down there really tickled our funny bones.&lt;br /&gt;There was an apron with a dick on it.&lt;br /&gt;Damn hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Then Edmond went in and took out a one boob soft toy.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was awesome too.&lt;br /&gt;We were like playing hide and seek with Mr Yong.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner was Liu San Jie which could be awesome-er, if the weather wasn't freakin' cold that night.&lt;br /&gt;And if the other tourists were considerate enough to settle down and watch like normal civilised human beings.&lt;br /&gt;The lights and coordinations were captivating but I soon fell asleep when I still couldn't figure out what happened after trying very hard to.&lt;br /&gt;Before I know it, the show was over.&lt;br /&gt;And we all rushed to the bus for warmth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went back for debrief and then jerome and I went over to grab Ben and Anthony over to our rooms.&lt;br /&gt;As soon as we entered our room, Jerome was so tired that he jumped into his bed.&lt;br /&gt;But ended up jumping off his bed when he saw a rat crawling across his bed into a corner.&lt;br /&gt;Guess it's the same rat Daryl.&lt;br /&gt;So we went up to Edmond's room cause Jerome refused to sleep in a room where he knows there's a rat in it.&lt;br /&gt;In the room, I decided to play a game with Edmond.&lt;br /&gt;It was of trying to start a conversation with 3 pieces of biscuits stuffed into our mouths.&lt;br /&gt;Before you know it, everyone else in the room was joining us.&lt;br /&gt;Funny shit man.&lt;br /&gt;The we went onto Edmond's bed and played cards.&lt;br /&gt;Jerome is clearly damn lousy.&lt;br /&gt;Losing all the games.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we settled down and talked.&lt;br /&gt;After much talk, we realised that we keep linking up our conversations to one topic and so we decided to talk 'serious' talk.&lt;br /&gt;Then Wenbin came into the room and immediately jumped onto the bed and hugged Ben's elbow cause he was freezing.&lt;br /&gt;After much talk, we all eventually died on Edmond's bed while Anthony went back to his room cause he wasn't feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 7: Moon Hill + Crown Cave + Shopping and checking in to Guilin&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke up and breakfast at the same place where we ate dinner on the first night in Yangshuo.&lt;br /&gt;This time, the food was better.&lt;br /&gt;Much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating we headed for Moon Hil which was 786 steps to the top!&lt;br /&gt;Me and Anthony were the only retards counting on the way up.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the view is nice at the top and we took alot of photos there.&lt;br /&gt;There were these damn old granny who followed us all the way up despite their age.&lt;br /&gt;Respect man.&lt;br /&gt;So we felt bad and bought their stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Moon Hill was Crown Cave and the cartwheel ride to the cave is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;Especially all the banging.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, sounds wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Ben and I sure love banging.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds wrong again.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Reached there and Briana lost her phone on the way.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry girl.&lt;br /&gt;Jerome was wanting to pee in the cave but controlled it.&lt;br /&gt;We walked and walked and saw the beautiful rock sculptures along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Crown Cave was the travel to Guilin.&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching the hotel, Mr Kok gave us from 6.30pm till 12.30am to party and shop.&lt;br /&gt;So it was wohoo!&lt;br /&gt;We walked as a group, went to the underground shops and bargained.&lt;br /&gt;Bought roadside food and settled down at a Bar/Restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;Ate the gay shit Mexican Platte, which was literally gay shit.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun and we didn't realised how crazy Yong Feng, Ian and Glen were.&lt;br /&gt;Total madness.&lt;br /&gt;They ended up waking up late the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day 8: Traveling back to Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Woke up and breakfast at the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the airport and took our flight to Guangzhou.&lt;br /&gt;At Guangzhou, we saw Jay Chou.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I mean JAY CHOU.&lt;br /&gt;And funny thing, he was standing right beside me and I didn't even know.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the girls and Jerome, went crazy.&lt;br /&gt;They started bluetooth-ing his picture taken by a caddy around.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy shit.&lt;br /&gt;After that was the journey back to Singapore and goodbye to my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was the BEST 8 days of 2008 and I wouldn't trade it for anything.&lt;br /&gt;The bonds formed during the trip, I really hope will stay together.&lt;br /&gt;And even as each us take up our different roads, we'll still support one another in times of difficulty.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you my friends for making this trip awesome.&lt;br /&gt;And this trip couldn't do without any one of you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and keep in contact guys (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-8023077863333210216?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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Too bad all good things have to come to an end.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-3139871204162743576</id><published>2008-12-11T11:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:40:07.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is what bonded us together. Do you remember? I do.</title><content type='html'>Ouch the ankle.&lt;br /&gt;Clearly my ankle's beginning to give up on me.&lt;br /&gt;Match against Tampinese JC yesterday ended with a 4-0 win at the expense on my ankle.&lt;br /&gt;Match tomorrow against Deyi and Anderson JC the day after.&lt;br /&gt;Pray to God that my ankle will still be intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been missing Yangshuo these couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly missing the company of the people there.&lt;br /&gt;If only time could freeze.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, who are we to challenge time aye.&lt;br /&gt;Give me a while more to update on my trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-3139871204162743576?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/3139871204162743576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=3139871204162743576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3139871204162743576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3139871204162743576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/12/love-is-what-bonded-us-together-do-you.html' title='Love is what bonded us together. Do you remember? I do.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-4917487610188609561</id><published>2008-11-30T17:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T17:59:51.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop all the massacres in my mind. Goodbye.</title><content type='html'>Went to church.&lt;br /&gt;Went for lunch with family.&lt;br /&gt;Sis and mom quarreling again.&lt;br /&gt;Emotional rollercoaster.&lt;br /&gt;Went to get China currency.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bras Basah for mess tin.&lt;br /&gt;Went home.&lt;br /&gt;Packed bag.&lt;br /&gt;Helped to move furniture.&lt;br /&gt;Still emotional rollercoaster.&lt;br /&gt;Going to school soon.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing.&lt;br /&gt;Leaving Singapore tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;China.&lt;br /&gt;Forget everything problem in life.&lt;br /&gt;Look at the beauty of nature.&lt;br /&gt;Stay there for 7 days.&lt;br /&gt;Then come back and face same problems.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully...&lt;br /&gt;Never come back.&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-4917487610188609561?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/4917487610188609561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=4917487610188609561' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/4917487610188609561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/4917487610188609561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/11/stop-all-massacres-in-my-mind-goodbye.html' title='Stop all the massacres in my mind. Goodbye.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024066720523347011.post-4200639770989044126</id><published>2008-11-29T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T17:49:13.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If anyone can see through this false facade. If only.</title><content type='html'>Soccer match against seniors.&lt;br /&gt;Played 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Toe excruciatingly pain.&lt;br /&gt;Subsituted out.&lt;br /&gt;Played keeper for seniors.&lt;br /&gt;Got mocked.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Slept on the bus and MRT with Weijun to Outrum Park.&lt;br /&gt;Called Yenhui.&lt;br /&gt;Walked alone.&lt;br /&gt;Met Keith at City Hall.&lt;br /&gt;Shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Coffee.&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly movie.&lt;br /&gt;Walked to far away bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;Took bus 80 home.&lt;br /&gt;1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;Kovan MRT.&lt;br /&gt;Bought dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Went home.&lt;br /&gt;Watched 4 episodes of Greek.&lt;br /&gt;Totally bummed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-4200639770989044126?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/4200639770989044126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=4200639770989044126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/4200639770989044126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/4200639770989044126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-anyone-can-see-through-this-false.html' title='If anyone can see through this false facade. If only.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-2653127408087376786</id><published>2008-11-28T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T17:52:09.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Less words. More interpretations.</title><content type='html'>Soccer training in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Soccer match against Hougang Police Post.&lt;br /&gt;Won.&lt;br /&gt;Played an above average match.&lt;br /&gt;Injured toe.&lt;br /&gt;Match tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling beat.&lt;br /&gt;Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-2653127408087376786?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/2653127408087376786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=2653127408087376786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/2653127408087376786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/2653127408087376786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/11/less-words-more-interpretations.html' title='Less words. More interpretations.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-484306856288792644</id><published>2008-11-24T02:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T02:32:47.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The escape atiste says.</title><content type='html'>It pains me to see so many of my friends falling from this thing we call love.&lt;br /&gt;Friends talking about love not being eternal.&lt;br /&gt;Friends talking about unforeseen love.&lt;br /&gt;Friends talking about unwanted love.&lt;br /&gt;And it sucks not being able to help in any other way but lending a listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;I know I may not have the best track record for having a happy life, but I'm sure my ears are enough.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe even topped off with a couple of advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Ni always says she gets hurt whenever she sees me laugh or smile.&lt;br /&gt;She says it's because she knows that I'm laughing and joking on the outside while disintegrating on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;She says I'm an escape artiste.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who escapes his own problems by dealing with other peoples' problems.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who hides his own problems with smiles and jokes.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm ashamed to say that she's right.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm also proud to say that I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'd rather help other people solve their problems than my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that one must first solve his/her problems before solving other peoples' problems.&lt;br /&gt;I say that all huamn beings need is to know that someone is there listening to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I want to be that someone to all who need it.&lt;br /&gt;It's my only way of detaching from my own emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much I can do but lend a pair of listening ears to those who need it.&lt;br /&gt;And no matter who you are, no matter what background you come from, no matter whether you're right or wrong, I'm willing to help.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I always believe that there's good in everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here to my broken-hearted friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When love has come&lt;br /&gt;But soon is gone&lt;br /&gt;It begs the question&lt;br /&gt;Was it there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love was lost&lt;br /&gt;And never found&lt;br /&gt;Lost without you&lt;br /&gt;Lost without me&lt;br /&gt;Lost into eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love was just a figment&lt;br /&gt;A figment of our minds&lt;br /&gt;Something we could ponder&lt;br /&gt;But never express&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it love or just a feeling&lt;br /&gt;Was it love or just healing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Healing from the hatred&lt;br /&gt;The hatred of our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Our past was deep and full of pain&lt;br /&gt;We needed this to release the stain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this I do not regret&lt;br /&gt;The time with you that I had spent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-484306856288792644?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/484306856288792644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=484306856288792644' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/484306856288792644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/484306856288792644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/11/escape-atiste-says.html' title='The escape atiste says.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024066720523347011.post-8327301322804166444</id><published>2008-11-23T23:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:18:07.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The chaser who always takes the backseat. Loserific.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Snow Patrol - Signal Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XJSgMpL39IU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XJSgMpL39IU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Forever taking the backseat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Snow Patrol - The Planets Bend Between Us&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YV9fweM49B0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YV9fweM49B0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always the chaser.&lt;br /&gt;Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-8327301322804166444?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/8327301322804166444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=8327301322804166444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8327301322804166444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8327301322804166444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/11/snow-patrol-signal-fire-this-video-is.html' title='The chaser who always takes the backseat. Loserific.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-189597055985472948</id><published>2008-11-23T03:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T11:13:42.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay on that pitch...just let me stay.</title><content type='html'>The pitch.&lt;br /&gt;That 75X120 yard piece of grass patch.&lt;br /&gt;That's the only place I feel wanted.&lt;br /&gt;That's the only place I find peace.&lt;br /&gt;That's the only place I want to stay in.&lt;br /&gt;That's the only place I pray in.&lt;br /&gt;The adrenaline.&lt;br /&gt;The intensity.&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;Indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I scored today, I somehow still feel empty.&lt;br /&gt;I somehow still feel that I'm not there yet.&lt;br /&gt;My fitness, deproving.&lt;br /&gt;The only consolation is me knowing I'm at least heading the right way on that pitch.&lt;br /&gt;But it's still not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's face it, I've not been a good Christian lately.&lt;br /&gt;The things that I do not deserve, He still gave.&lt;br /&gt;His grace.&lt;br /&gt;Is something I've been taking for granted.&lt;br /&gt;With the fire buring out, He's still out there desperately searching for firewood.&lt;br /&gt;I feel ashame.&lt;br /&gt;I feel I do not deserve the goal.&lt;br /&gt;I feel I do not deserve everything that I have.&lt;br /&gt;But He still gave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to push.&lt;br /&gt;I need to bleed.&lt;br /&gt;I need to improve.&lt;br /&gt;I need someone anywhere to motivate me.&lt;br /&gt;I need someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly,&lt;br /&gt;I need to stay on that pitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-189597055985472948?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/189597055985472948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=189597055985472948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/189597055985472948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/189597055985472948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/11/stay-on-that-pitchjust-let-me-stay.html' title='Stay on that pitch...just let me stay.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-5232007957204947464</id><published>2008-11-20T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T23:12:53.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep revelation.</title><content type='html'>Pain.&lt;br /&gt;The only true emotion humans can feel.&lt;br /&gt;Happy, sad, angry.&lt;br /&gt;All these don't really make a deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fake.&lt;br /&gt;That's what they are.&lt;br /&gt;Just masks,&lt;br /&gt;For what may seem so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain.&lt;br /&gt;The only true emotion humans can feel.&lt;br /&gt;It is often denied.&lt;br /&gt;As humans tend to conceal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complex.&lt;br /&gt;That's what it is.&lt;br /&gt;How it's present no matter when.&lt;br /&gt;Stop to think and you will realise this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain.&lt;br /&gt;The only true emotion humans can feel.&lt;br /&gt;Though detestable,&lt;br /&gt;It is what makes us know we're real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;You think I am.&lt;br /&gt;But you know what?&lt;br /&gt;I don't really give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain.&lt;br /&gt;The only true emotion humans can feel.&lt;br /&gt;It started with pain it ends with pain.&lt;br /&gt;This is life's endless wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-5232007957204947464?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-3024066720523347011.post-1350277739865541073</id><published>2008-11-20T03:18:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T03:26:59.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dive into the deep—into the sea inside of me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Deas Vail - Shoreline (Kingdom of Hearts Video)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N5Os43Pm5dM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N5Os43Pm5dM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So you say I'm better off here,&lt;br /&gt;as dry as the shoreline in an ocean of fear.&lt;br /&gt;And so you say that I can’t be alive &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until there is nothing when we’re meeting eyes&lt;br /&gt;Again&lt;br /&gt;And day by day I wander these halls,&lt;br /&gt;And you’re casting a shadow onto every wall.&lt;br /&gt;And all the way you ring in my ear,&lt;br /&gt;from the moment I knew you were leaving me here.&lt;br /&gt;You were leaving me here.&lt;br /&gt;You were leaving me here.&lt;br /&gt;You were leaving me here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This give and take, this waiting on time&lt;br /&gt;It’s this twisted up memory that I can’t unwind.&lt;br /&gt;These fragile words that fall from my mouth&lt;br /&gt;And I’m crumbling and crowded, but I’ve figured you out.&lt;br /&gt;I've figured you out.&lt;br /&gt;I've figured you out.&lt;br /&gt;I've figured you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shoreline calls the sea&lt;br /&gt;For simple words and company,&lt;br /&gt;But words go on and on,&lt;br /&gt;Till they collide and all is gone.&lt;br /&gt;I dive into the deep—into the sea inside of me&lt;br /&gt;To find another song,&lt;br /&gt;To find a place where I belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shoreline calls the sea&lt;br /&gt;For simple words and company,&lt;br /&gt;But words go on and on,&lt;br /&gt;Till they collide and all is gone.&lt;br /&gt;I dive into the deep—into the sea inside of me&lt;br /&gt;To find another song,&lt;br /&gt;To find a place where I belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dive into the deep—into the sea inside of me&lt;br /&gt;To find another song,&lt;br /&gt;To find a place where I belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As you glance around at all the faces, you'd be uninterested.&lt;br /&gt;They hardly know each other, or anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;Some point into blank space, some talk to themselves.&lt;br /&gt;Some abandoned, some just simply ended up there.&lt;br /&gt;Some lead normal lives before, some born like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you glance around at all the faces, you'd be wondering.&lt;br /&gt;How they once were like you and I.&lt;br /&gt;Having friends, having a family.&lt;br /&gt;Able to confide to someone, able to joke with someone.&lt;br /&gt;Able to be loved, able to receive concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you glance around at all the faces, you'd be sad.&lt;br /&gt;At how you wish you could help, but there's so little you can do.&lt;br /&gt;All you can do for them is sing, all you can do them is dance.&lt;br /&gt;All you can do for them is playing pass the parcel, all you can do for them is clap along.&lt;br /&gt;How they're like birds locked up in a cage, just dying for acceptance from society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you glance around at all the faces, you'd be afraid.&lt;br /&gt;That one day you might end up like them, that you might lose everyone you know.&lt;br /&gt;That one day people will look unto you with pity, that you would be feared.&lt;br /&gt;That people will never take you seriously, that you would not even recognise yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you glance around at all the faces, you'd appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;All that you have presently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my day at Sunlove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-1350277739865541073?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/1350277739865541073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=1350277739865541073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/1350277739865541073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/1350277739865541073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/11/deas-vail-shoreline-kingdom-of-hearts.html' title='I dive into the deep—into the sea inside of me.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-6184898655805041563</id><published>2008-11-18T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:12:15.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Detachment of emotions.</title><content type='html'>Compassion.&lt;br /&gt;The raw human emotion.&lt;br /&gt;How so many lack it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and tired of being human.&lt;br /&gt;All these emotions.&lt;br /&gt;How I envy the birds.&lt;br /&gt;Flying to different places all the time.&lt;br /&gt;So carefree.&lt;br /&gt;So lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly Lewis fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-6184898655805041563?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/6184898655805041563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=6184898655805041563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to take a step back and look at the things that mean so much to us.&lt;br /&gt;While it is true in reality that we can never stop time, I would say time is not moving fast at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does it seem that life is moving so fast now?&lt;br /&gt;We all have the same feelings whereby we feel that time moves faster as we grow older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I would say that time is moving at exactly the same speed as it was 10 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, time is not the one that's moving fast.&lt;br /&gt;We are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As humans, we just walk through life in a stereotypical sequence.&lt;br /&gt;Primary school then secondary school then junior college/polytechnic/ITE then university/work then work then get married then start a family then retire then die.&lt;br /&gt;So by the looks of it, we're moving faster and dying earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often feel that life will not wait for us.&lt;br /&gt;But in actual fact, we're not living our life to the fullest if we just keep sharpshooting to the peak.&lt;br /&gt;Eat a meal in five minutes or take your time and eat the meal while watching your favourite show for an hour?&lt;br /&gt;Now which will be more satisfying?&lt;br /&gt;Now which do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As humans, we usually think of the consequences before doing something.&lt;br /&gt;Though it may be good, it may not be good all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we just got to lay everything aside and make a firm decision from the start.&lt;br /&gt;And stick to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow down, just slow down.&lt;br /&gt;Don't think.&lt;br /&gt;Just slow down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need the beach...&lt;br /&gt;The waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-8551044906741985027?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-3024066720523347011.post-5528404782374040848</id><published>2008-11-11T04:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T11:32:25.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And now again I've found myself so far down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/25upz6PME3I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/25upz6PME3I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;3 Doors Down - Away From The Sun&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's down to this&lt;br /&gt;I've got to make this life make sense&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone tell what I've done&lt;br /&gt;I miss the life&lt;br /&gt;I miss the colors of the world&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone tell where I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause now again I've found myself so far down&lt;br /&gt;Away from the sun that shines into the darkest place&lt;br /&gt;I'm so far down away from the sun again&lt;br /&gt;Away from the sun again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm over this&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of livin' in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone see me down here&lt;br /&gt;The feeling's gone&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left to lift me up&lt;br /&gt;Back into the world I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now again I've found myself so far down&lt;br /&gt;Away from the sun that shines into the darkest place&lt;br /&gt;I'm so far down away from the sun&lt;br /&gt;That shines to light the way for me to find my way back into the arms&lt;br /&gt;That care about the ones like me&lt;br /&gt;I'm so far down away from the sun again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's down to this&lt;br /&gt;I've got to make this life make sense&lt;br /&gt;And now I can't tell what I've done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now again I've found myself so far down&lt;br /&gt;Away from the sun that shines to light the way for me&lt;br /&gt;And now again I've found myself so far down&lt;br /&gt;Away from the sun that shines into the darkest place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so far down away from the sun&lt;br /&gt;That shines to light the way for me to find my way back into the arms&lt;br /&gt;That care about the ones like me&lt;br /&gt;I'm so far down away from the sun again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reflective long bus ride home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IJC match tomorrow and re-exam on friday.&lt;br /&gt;Ankle injured and math untouched.&lt;br /&gt;But I want to play.&lt;br /&gt;But I want to ace math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just too many regrets I had in life.&lt;br /&gt;This will either be a regret or me not having more regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm screwed.&lt;br /&gt;Damn screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-5528404782374040848?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/5528404782374040848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=5528404782374040848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/5528404782374040848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/5528404782374040848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KvKXR78v9tM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were here before&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't look you in the eye&lt;br /&gt;You're just like an angel&lt;br /&gt;Your skin makes me cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You float like a feather&lt;br /&gt;In a beautiful world&lt;br /&gt;You're so very special&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a creep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm a weirdo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I doing here?&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't care if it hurts&lt;br /&gt;I want to have control&lt;br /&gt;I want a perfect body&lt;br /&gt;I want a perfect soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to notice&lt;br /&gt;When I'm not around&lt;br /&gt;You're so very special&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a creep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm a weirdo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I doing here?&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's running out the door&lt;br /&gt;She's running out, she run, run, run, run, run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever makes you happy&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you want&lt;br /&gt;You're so very special&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a creep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm a weirdo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I doing here?&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-9021729876135622572?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><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-3024066720523347011.post-5688666129818935284</id><published>2008-11-08T09:57:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T10:40:28.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakdown lag.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KCCGDljWtL0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KCCGDljWtL0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;John Mayer - Comfortable&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just remembered that time at the market&lt;br /&gt;snuck up behind me and jumped on my shopping cart&lt;br /&gt;and rolled down aisle five&lt;br /&gt;You looked behind you to smile back at me&lt;br /&gt;crashed into a rack full of magazines&lt;br /&gt;They asked us if we could leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember what went wrong last September&lt;br /&gt;though I'm sure you'd remind me if you had to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our love was comfortable and so broken in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sleep with this new girl I'm still getting used to&lt;br /&gt;my friends all approve,&lt;br /&gt;say "she's gonna be good for you"they throw me high fives&lt;br /&gt;She says the Bible is all that she reads&lt;br /&gt;and prefers that I not use profanity&lt;br /&gt;Your mouth was so dirty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life of the party and she swears that she's artsy&lt;br /&gt;but you could distinguish Miles from Coltrane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our love was comfortable and so broken in&lt;br /&gt;Sshe's perfect&lt;br /&gt;So flawless&lt;br /&gt;or so they say, hey&lt;br /&gt;say, hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She thinks I can't see the smile that she's faking&lt;br /&gt;and poses for pictures that aren't being taken&lt;br /&gt;I loved you&lt;br /&gt;Grey sweatpants&lt;br /&gt;No makeup&lt;br /&gt;So perfect&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our love was comfortable and so broken in&lt;br /&gt;she's perfect&lt;br /&gt;So flawless&lt;br /&gt;I'm not impressed&lt;br /&gt;I want you back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;Body ache, heart ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-5688666129818935284?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/5688666129818935284/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-3024066720523347011.post-4360018733273539781</id><published>2008-11-06T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T23:52:31.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mayday Parade - I'd Hate To Be You When People Find Out What This Song Is About&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m2CsfkpNxVY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m2CsfkpNxVY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been posting music videos for quite sometime now.&lt;br /&gt;It's because I feel that these songs can express how I feel without me saying without me saying a single word.&lt;br /&gt;Basic emotions like: Frustration, Sadness, Confusion, Weariness, Scared, Loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juggle them up and you get a sentence like, "I am frustrated that I am lonely, to the point where I am sad and confused, adding to the tiredness of all my constant fears."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re exam in a week, soccer training tomorrow, Yangshuo presentations.&lt;br /&gt;All of which I'm screwing up and gonna screw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't even dare to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't even hate you.&lt;br /&gt;How retarded can one get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-4360018733273539781?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/4360018733273539781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=4360018733273539781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/4360018733273539781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/4360018733273539781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/11/mayday-parade-id-hate-to-be-you-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-1505372331838942125</id><published>2008-11-05T17:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T17:10:14.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna leave this world for a while.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uNW8q-Ucz18&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uNW8q-Ucz18&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;John Mayer - Free Fallin'&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She's a good girl, loves her mama&lt;br /&gt;Loves Jesus and America too&lt;br /&gt;Shes a good girl, crazy 'bout Elvis&lt;br /&gt;Loves horses and her boyfriend too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a long day living in reseda&lt;br /&gt;There's a freeway runnin' through the yard&lt;br /&gt;And I'm a bad boy 'cause I don't even miss her&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bad boy for breakin her heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm free, free fallin'&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm free, free fallin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the vampires walkin' through the valley&lt;br /&gt;Move west down ventura boulevard&lt;br /&gt;And all the bad boys are standing in the shadows&lt;br /&gt;All the good girls are home with broken hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm free, free fallin'&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm free, free fallin'&lt;br /&gt;Free fallin', now I'm free fallin', now I'm&lt;br /&gt;Free fallin', now I'm free fallin', now I'm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna glide down over mulholland&lt;br /&gt;I wanna write her name in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Gonna free fall out into nothin'&lt;br /&gt;Gonna leave this world for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm free, free fallin'&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm free, free fallin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-1505372331838942125?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/1505372331838942125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=1505372331838942125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/1505372331838942125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/1505372331838942125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/11/wanna-leave-this-world-for-while.html' title='Wanna leave this world for a while.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-1443982049319959423</id><published>2008-11-04T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:11:25.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can live without you, but without you I'll be miserable at best.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mayday Parade - Miserable At Best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3Vo4fPEPVCE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3Vo4fPEPVCE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-1443982049319959423?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-3024066720523347011.post-8617861823417997796</id><published>2008-11-04T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T01:01:53.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a look at me now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iUHjDJxkcSE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iUHjDJxkcSE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Stereophonics - Dakota&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thinking ‘bout thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;Summer time, think it was June&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, think it was June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay about, hang on the grass&lt;br /&gt;Chewing gum, having some laughs&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, having some laughs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel like the one, your one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking by drinking for two,&lt;br /&gt;Drinking with you, when drinking was new&lt;br /&gt;Slipping in the back of my car&lt;br /&gt;We never went far, didn't need to go far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel like the one, your one&lt;br /&gt;(x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know where we are going now&lt;br /&gt;(x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, cold coffee and juice&lt;br /&gt;Remembering you, what happened to you?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if we’ll meet again&lt;br /&gt;Talk about life’s little spin, talk about why did it end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel like the one, your one&lt;br /&gt;(x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know where we are going now&lt;br /&gt;(x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take a look at me now&lt;br /&gt;(x5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-8617861823417997796?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/8617861823417997796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=8617861823417997796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8617861823417997796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8617861823417997796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/11/take-look-at-me-now.html' title='Take a look at me now.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-2478724825330923433</id><published>2008-11-03T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T01:01:53.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd like that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7NuCuTOiqeo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7NuCuTOiqeo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;John Mayer - Love Song For No One&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Staying home alone on a Friday&lt;br /&gt;Flat on the floor looking back&lt;br /&gt;On old love&lt;br /&gt;Or lack thereof&lt;br /&gt;After all the crushes are faded&lt;br /&gt;And all my wishful thinking was wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'm jaded&lt;br /&gt;I hate it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being alone&lt;br /&gt;So hurry up and get here&lt;br /&gt;So tired of being alone&lt;br /&gt;So hurry up and get here&lt;br /&gt;(get here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching all my days just to find you&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure who I'm looking for&lt;br /&gt;I'll know it&lt;br /&gt;When I see you&lt;br /&gt;Until then, I'll hide in my bedroom&lt;br /&gt;just staying up all night just to write&lt;br /&gt;A love song for no one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being alone&lt;br /&gt;So hurry up and get here&lt;br /&gt;So tired of being alone&lt;br /&gt;So hurry up and get here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have met you in a sandbox&lt;br /&gt;I could have passed you on the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Could I have missed my chance&lt;br /&gt;And watched you walk away?&lt;br /&gt;Oh no way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have met you in a sandbox&lt;br /&gt;I could have passed you on the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Could I have missed my chance&lt;br /&gt;And watched you walk away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being alone&lt;br /&gt;So hurry up and get here&lt;br /&gt;So tired of being alone&lt;br /&gt;So hurry up and get here&lt;br /&gt;You'll be so good&lt;br /&gt;You'll be so good for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-2478724825330923433?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/2478724825330923433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=2478724825330923433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/2478724825330923433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/2478724825330923433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/11/id-like-that.html' title='I&apos;d like that.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-8093091813604680367</id><published>2008-11-01T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T22:15:42.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So you sailed away, into a grey sky morning. Now I'm here to say, love can be so boring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm Sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you referring to me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry if that is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never did I mean to cause so much trauma.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guess this is karma.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I knew I was irritating,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And getting out of hand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe it's time to make a stand,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And stop my disturbance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only something I want say from the bottom of my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which is I'm sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On the lighter side, I'm screwed for oral presentation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lewis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-8093091813604680367?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/8093091813604680367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=8093091813604680367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8093091813604680367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8093091813604680367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-you-sailed-away-into-grey-sky.html' title='So you sailed away, into a grey sky morning. Now I&apos;m here to say, love can be so boring.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-5258827687678470180</id><published>2008-11-01T00:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T00:55:46.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A warning sign, I missed the good part and I realised.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Music by the Moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could hold you close&lt;br /&gt;When the dark abides,&lt;br /&gt;And your eyes behold&lt;br /&gt;At the break of light,&lt;br /&gt;I'd write music by the moon&lt;br /&gt;And songs by the sun,&lt;br /&gt;And their melody and tune&lt;br /&gt;Would ring you're the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wished things would've stayed the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But let's face it, things will always move along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In simple words, I miss you messaging me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now I'm just afraid to message you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lewis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-5258827687678470180?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/5258827687678470180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=5258827687678470180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/5258827687678470180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/5258827687678470180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/11/warning-sign-i-missed-good-part-and-i.html' title='A warning sign, I missed the good part and I realised.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-8129734247483815961</id><published>2008-10-29T00:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:33:56.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing. With a broken heart, that's still beating.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I wonder where have all my friends gone and sometimes I just feel all alone.&lt;br /&gt;As I sit in front of the computer, thoughts are constantly running through my mind and I just have no one to dump them too.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the type of person who would trust anyone that easily to confide my problems to.&lt;br /&gt;So I hardly approach anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Though there are a few who approach me to ask, they are usually the unexpected ones and not the expected ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, where have I gone for all my friends?&lt;br /&gt;Apart from my friends in SRJC, I've completely strayed away from my church and secondary and primary school friends.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm a really sucky friend to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much within me that I just want to burst out.&lt;br /&gt;The only place where I can do that is in my room.&lt;br /&gt;But when at home for long, I would feel like I'm in an isolation chamber.&lt;br /&gt;I just suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Ni told me something today I find total truth in.&lt;br /&gt;Which is the fact that I'm a con atriste.&lt;br /&gt;I've been using my jokes and stupid antics to cover up all the pain within me.&lt;br /&gt;I try to solve people's problems because I can't figure out how to solve my own.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I want in the future; no plans.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just some confused kid on the inside with a fake smile on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's something Miss Ni is wrong about me.&lt;br /&gt;It's the truth that I do not love myself at all.&lt;br /&gt;I honestly don't know how to love myself.&lt;br /&gt;How not to look around the mrt to realise I'm the shortest guys there.&lt;br /&gt;How not to look around my friends and realise I do not look as good as them.&lt;br /&gt;How not to look around my friends changing physically and mentally when I'm still stuck in my kiddish body thinking I've changed as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My re-exam, I've not even studied yet.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have no motivation and no optimism left.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing my results after countless times of working hard, studying hard, pushing myself to the limits really wears me down.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wonder why I even try so hard to excel in my studies when I know that I just can't no matter how hard I tried.&lt;br /&gt;''It's your studying method.''&lt;br /&gt;I've heard this line so many times and I'm quite sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;I changed it, and I still failed.&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe you're still not studying right."&lt;br /&gt;This is what they all say.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't get it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I disappoint my parents, I disappoint my friends and I disappoint myself.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm even disappointing God.&lt;br /&gt;I'm breaking slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While lying at the park and the musics being played, and I look up to the red night sky, you suddenly appeared in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I want to abstain and forget because I know exactly how you feel about me, but I can't.&lt;br /&gt;The same signs showed initially, the same start and the ending will be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;I just plain suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I envy those secondary school couples.&lt;br /&gt;Even though they're still not quite matured yet, and even though we all say these kind of relationships won't last, I still envy them.&lt;br /&gt;For at least they have someone who cares for them, someone who'll send a 'Good morning!' or a 'I miss you.' to them.&lt;br /&gt;Just having the thought of someone caring for you is just an awesome feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just clinging onto the edge of the cliff.&lt;br /&gt;If only everyone knew.&lt;br /&gt;If only you knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-8129734247483815961?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/8129734247483815961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=8129734247483815961' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8129734247483815961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8129734247483815961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-falling-apart-im-barely-breathing.html' title='I&apos;m falling apart, I&apos;m barely breathing. With a broken heart, that&apos;s still beating.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024066720523347011.post-2964320916636809885</id><published>2008-10-28T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T00:45:05.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how salty life tastes now that I'm broken.</title><content type='html'>Honestly, Ive not been felt good these few days.&lt;br /&gt;Certain circumstances in my life which I feel unbearable to carry.&lt;br /&gt;Friends' problems. Family problems. Girl problems. Loneliness problems. Superficial problems.&lt;br /&gt;These are my undeniable and unashamed problems.&lt;br /&gt;There is some truth in what johnismyname/johnny said.&lt;br /&gt;Which is I've turned emotional and I'm letting it affect me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to bring down the dude, but I just want to let him/her know that I've been trying to deal with them.&lt;br /&gt;There's just a limit to how much a small boy can take.&lt;br /&gt;And blogging is just a small space for me to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outings with the guys really help keep my mind off things and I really appreciate the times we all spent out together.&lt;br /&gt;Though I may not share with all of you guys the whole of my problems, you all never fail to cheer me up and listen to what I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;Even when I'm the smallest dude there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So not everything's going right for me.&lt;br /&gt;But right now, I shall just concentrate on soccer.&lt;br /&gt;Unless someone whom I doubt will ever enter into the fray shows signs.&lt;br /&gt;Though it's difficult to take a familiar image our of my head, I'll try.&lt;br /&gt;Studies wise, I may be retaining considering the fact that I seriously have no motivation to study for the re-exam.&lt;br /&gt;And who knows? SRJC may not even see me in it next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Ni said the polytechnic can be the best place to get our lives restarted.&lt;br /&gt;Chester and I agree to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I like the girl.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I have an ass feeling that the same thing will happen again.&lt;br /&gt;Some of my closer friends will know what happened to me before.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, if it happens, I will take it with a pinch of salt like I've always been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I do not have the right to say this to all my depressed friends, but hang on to another day just to see what gets thrown in your way.&lt;br /&gt;Be brave to defend what you truly believe in, what you consider important.&lt;br /&gt;And know you're never alone in whatever circumstance you're in.&lt;br /&gt;I'd still love to listen to any of you.&lt;br /&gt;And if anyone of you needs linking or anything, feel free to send me a private message.&lt;br /&gt;The chaos in the tagbox is getting out of hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if whatever's meant to be will be,&lt;br /&gt;It will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-2964320916636809885?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/2964320916636809885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=2964320916636809885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/2964320916636809885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/2964320916636809885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-salty-life-tastes-now-that-im.html' title='how salty life tastes now that I&apos;m broken.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-9013201877668806019</id><published>2008-10-27T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T23:40:46.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so if you love me, won't you let me know?</title><content type='html'>Same signs lead to same ending.&lt;br /&gt;Guess the ol' cliche's gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-9013201877668806019?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/9013201877668806019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=9013201877668806019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/9013201877668806019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/9013201877668806019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-if-you-love-me-wont-you-let-me-know.html' title='so if you love me, won&apos;t you let me know?'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-3493933036542822632</id><published>2008-10-26T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T20:57:37.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chasing shadows? yeah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;3 Doors Down - Landing in London&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I woke up today in London &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the plane was touching down&lt;br /&gt;And all I could think about was Monday&lt;br /&gt;When maybe I’d be back around&lt;br /&gt;If this keeps me away much longer&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what I would do&lt;br /&gt;You got to understand it’s a hard life,&lt;br /&gt;that I’m going through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the night falls in around me&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t think I’ll make it through&lt;br /&gt;Ill use your light to guide the way&lt;br /&gt;Cause all I think about is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L. A. is getting kind of crazy&lt;br /&gt;And New York is getting kind of cold&lt;br /&gt;I keep my head from getting lazy&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t wait to get back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all these days I spend away&lt;br /&gt;Ill make up for this I swear&lt;br /&gt;I need your love to hold me up&lt;br /&gt;When it’s all to much to bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the night falls in around me&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t think I’ll make it through&lt;br /&gt;Ill use your light to guide the way&lt;br /&gt;Cause all I think about is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all these days I spend away&lt;br /&gt;Ill make up for this I swear&lt;br /&gt;I need your love to hold me up&lt;br /&gt;When it’s all to much to bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the night falls in around me&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t think I’ll make it through&lt;br /&gt;Ill use your light to guide the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause all I think about is you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause all I think about is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-3493933036542822632?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/3493933036542822632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=3493933036542822632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3493933036542822632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3493933036542822632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/10/chasing-shadows-yeah.html' title='chasing shadows? yeah.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-1669497499521522280</id><published>2008-10-26T00:56:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T01:09:44.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>will you know my name? if I saw you in heaven.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Professor: "Part of the problem, is that everyone is on such a hurry. People haven't found meaning in their lives, so they're running all the time looking for it. They think the next car, the next house, the next job. Then they find those things are empty, too, and they keep running."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Student: "And once you start running, it's hard to slow yourself down."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Professor: "Not so hard,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Professor: "Do you know what I do when someone wants to get ahead of me in traffic?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Professor: "I would raise my hand, as if I was going to make a negative gesture, and then I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;would wave and smile."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Professor: "Instead of giving them the finger, you let them go, and you smile. And you know what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Professor: "A lot of times they smiled back."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Smile and let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-1669497499521522280?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/1669497499521522280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=1669497499521522280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/1669497499521522280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/1669497499521522280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/10/professor-part-of-problem-is-that.html' title='will you know my name? if I saw you in heaven.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-6001411491726394895</id><published>2008-10-24T08:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T08:57:26.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>until someday, I will find the answer.</title><content type='html'>Breakdown lag.&lt;br /&gt;Why try?&lt;br /&gt;I'm suffocating in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-6001411491726394895?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/6001411491726394895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024066720523347011.post-3865188370944484537</id><published>2008-10-24T05:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T05:19:06.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's really no way to reach me.</title><content type='html'>It has been four freaking consecutive days since I last slept for more than three hours!&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;I'm exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;I'm frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;I'm freaking drained and I'm unable to take everything any longer!&lt;br /&gt;Screw PW and every other shit on my mind!&lt;br /&gt;Screw you lewis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw you lewis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-3865188370944484537?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-3024066720523347011.post-6303019781688689626</id><published>2008-10-23T23:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:33:15.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to know if you were real, cause I've been known to get it wrong.</title><content type='html'>I have so much to say, yet so little to share.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder why I try so hard.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I mean nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;Gimme a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-6303019781688689626?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/6303019781688689626/comments/default' 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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-3024066720523347011.post-371823104101759894</id><published>2008-10-22T02:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:33:28.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in repair; I'm not together but I'm getting there.</title><content type='html'>Between the Trees - Darlin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vMXS71otX1g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vMXS71otX1g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;I for one feel that I've got to stop living in the shadows of my past.&lt;br /&gt;Love coffee with Dud (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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there.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-3292835907577738728</id><published>2008-10-21T04:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T10:57:26.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when you're dreaming with a broken heart, the waking up is the hardest part.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You caught me by surprise,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as it was during the time when I could not rise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was kept down from my previous experience,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;still unable to shake off the occurrence.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I prayed for a miracle,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hoping not to receive something which is satirical.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then there you were,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;beckoning me out of the blur.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beautiful you are,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with no other human being on par.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Special you are,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like the brightest ever shinning star.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though you may not agree,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But afraid I am,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;knowing this is no tinker's damn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Giving too much may not be the best choice,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but I just want to see you in rejoice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Strange that this looks so familiar,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet feels so peculiar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perhaps it may be one-way traffic,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but it may not be all so tenebrific.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because when you smile,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it makes it all worthwhile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I may be a fool, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and never be cool.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I may be small,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and never tall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But one thing's for certain,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and not one that you can draw the iron curtain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that you're lingering in my mind,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and it's not something I can unbind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else can I say about school but PW sucks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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part.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-8580945636626213457</id><published>2008-10-19T20:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:21:49.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>someday you will find me caught beneath the landslide in a champagne supernova in the sky.</title><content type='html'>I fear of the past repeating itself.&lt;br /&gt;The thought of me left bleeding on the ground kept repeating in my head.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's because it happened over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm afraid this will be the same case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I get a definite answer would I stop worrying.&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time, I'm afraid of knowing the answer.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing left to do is, refrain and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You came into my life &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quietly, simply, placidly &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And my words stood still... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I couldn't express in words &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or even in simple gestures &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The secret &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I kept in my heart. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I loved in silence, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Admired you from a distance, dreamt if you from afar. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanted to say I love you... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanted to say I care. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But cowardly, maybe, you'll only laugh at me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In silence then I will love you... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In silence then I will care... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you love me, won't you let me know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-8580945636626213457?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/8580945636626213457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=8580945636626213457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8580945636626213457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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circumstances for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;It may not be pretty, but it's for the best.&lt;br /&gt;So whatever the result, I'll still praise Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been listening to John Mayer and Coldplay.&lt;br /&gt;Their lyrics certainly have a deep connection to me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, let's just enjoy the life we have now.&lt;br /&gt;Before the storm comes again.&lt;br /&gt;And when that happens,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-5060748967269881772?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/5060748967269881772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=5060748967269881772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/5060748967269881772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/5060748967269881772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-minds-in-whirlpool-of-chaos.html' title='and you thought you found your first love.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-8246355027917435125</id><published>2008-10-17T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T22:49:07.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>though nothing's going right, I'll have to make this right.</title><content type='html'>Retain?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;The thought of it sucks, but if that's where God wants me, I'll retain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't shake you off my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps,&lt;br /&gt;only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-8246355027917435125?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-3024066720523347011.post-3381657767707741378</id><published>2008-10-12T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T23:29:57.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith.</title><content type='html'>Today, I felt like a kid again.&lt;br /&gt;I missed the adrenaline.&lt;br /&gt;Chillax'd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; One day, a teacher had an exercise for his students to try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;They were to stand, facing away from their classmates, and fall backward, relying on another student to catch them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Most of them were uncomfortable with this, and cannot let go for more than a few inches before stopping themselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;They laughed in embarrassment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;  Finally, one student, a thin, quiet, dark-haired girl whom almost always wears bulky white fisherman sweaters, crosses her arms over her chest, closes her eyes. leans back, and does not flinch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;  For a moment, everyone was sure she is going to thump on the floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;At the last instant, her assigned partner grabs her head and shoulders and yanks her up harshly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;  "Whoa!" several students yelled. Some clapped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;  The teacher finally smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;  "You see," he says to the girl, "you closed your eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;   That was the difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;  Sometimes you cannot believe what you see, you have to believe what you feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And if you are ever going to have other people trust you, you must feel that you can trust them, too- -even when you're in the dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Even when you're falling."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-3381657767707741378?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/3381657767707741378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=3381657767707741378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3381657767707741378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3381657767707741378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/10/faith.html' title='Faith.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-8663704164462323730</id><published>2008-10-09T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T23:48:26.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is love everything? yes it is.</title><content type='html'>Love.&lt;br /&gt;This word can be used to describe all aspects in life.&lt;br /&gt;So the question is: Is love everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's face it.&lt;br /&gt;None of us know the true meaning of love cause it's unexplainable.&lt;br /&gt;When it comes, it comes.&lt;br /&gt;When you do something for another person, you do it.&lt;br /&gt;My definition of love: Sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How far would one go to help out a friend?&lt;br /&gt;How far would one go to get the attention of a girl/guy?&lt;br /&gt;I think we all know the answer to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we love someone, we go all out.&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of how we feel or what we would benefit out of it.&lt;br /&gt;Just to see a smile on the face of the person you helped and to hear their laughters is the most rewarding experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are the most important people in a person's life.&lt;br /&gt;I came to realise my true friends in SRJC.&lt;br /&gt;There are times where one of us may stumble.&lt;br /&gt;But as friends, we're quick to pick one another up.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to give a heartfelt thanks to the friends who stood with me through everything.&lt;br /&gt;Four people in my primary school have stood by me as well and I will not exclude the credit from you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the way all of them treated me, now that's love.&lt;br /&gt;How can we live without love? Without compassion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is love everything then?&lt;br /&gt;Yes...yes it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-8663704164462323730?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/8663704164462323730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=8663704164462323730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8663704164462323730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/8663704164462323730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/10/is-love-everything-yes-it-is.html' title='is love everything? yes it is.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-3085693854437131300</id><published>2008-10-02T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T19:22:00.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One word to describe today: Uncertain.&lt;br /&gt;Constant push &amp;amp; pull factors are confusing me.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing my friends' plights made me afraid.&lt;br /&gt;Retracing the memories of the past add to that.&lt;br /&gt;These pain of these scars just won't heal.&lt;br /&gt;Help me.&lt;br /&gt;Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-3085693854437131300?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/3085693854437131300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=3085693854437131300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3085693854437131300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3085693854437131300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-word-to-describe-today-uncertain.html' title=''/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</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-3024066720523347011.post-3637493223980075764</id><published>2008-09-30T11:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T13:41:41.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the east coast breeze.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EhgjnvgmWI/SOG7tXIDcII/AAAAAAAABM4/BqhTqNa_zyk/s1600-h/DSC01374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251685028467011714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EhgjnvgmWI/SOG7tXIDcII/AAAAAAAABM4/BqhTqNa_zyk/s400/DSC01374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was at the beach last night.&lt;br /&gt;The waves were calm and the breeze was cooling.&lt;br /&gt;The sound of the crashing of the waves gave me an unimaginable comfort.&lt;br /&gt;Staring blankly into the the cloudless moonlit sky, I've never seen so many stars.&lt;br /&gt;Only two things were on my mind: You and my scorching past.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, my past overshadowed images of you.&lt;br /&gt;Jet planes caught my sight and I wondered to myself,&lt;br /&gt;when will it be my turn to leave on a jet plane?&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully soon.&lt;br /&gt;And once I'm gone, I never want to come back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The companionship was great, but my intention wasn't to be there to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;And so, my mind drifted while my smile remained.&lt;br /&gt;Constantly looking at my cell phone, only to be deluding myself.&lt;br /&gt;Neither liquor nor the guitar took away my sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;Hard as I tried to share, I just can't open up my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Constant fear of this leaking out, I just want it to stay this way.&lt;br /&gt;Is this the end of lewis?&lt;br /&gt;Currently it seems so.&lt;br /&gt;No one may see this, only lewis himself can feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At dawn, I saw a red sky.&lt;br /&gt;How beautiful it was.&lt;br /&gt;It symbolised the start of a new day, a renewal of your life.&lt;br /&gt;Not today to me.&lt;br /&gt;Today, it's significance to me was just the word "beautiful".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought to myself,&lt;br /&gt;this is just the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024066720523347011-3637493223980075764?l=unvinsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/feeds/3637493223980075764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024066720523347011&amp;postID=3637493223980075764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3637493223980075764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024066720523347011/posts/default/3637493223980075764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvinsible.blogspot.com/2008/09/east-coast-breeze.html' title='the east coast breeze.'/><author><name>Lewis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04885220229579378411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EhgjnvgmWI/SOG7tXIDcII/AAAAAAAABM4/BqhTqNa_zyk/s72-c/DSC01374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
