<?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-9079901026978305862</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:54:24.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reverie Avenue</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverieavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079901026978305862/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverieavenue.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ramco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15905695221736494222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9079901026978305862.post-4096895198584735371</id><published>2008-04-11T10:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T10:44:47.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The sun is shining brightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It hurts my eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A figure of black and white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Molds me back to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I saw color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dripping to your skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eyes wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Couldn't believe what I've just seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A soft touch of your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brings me back so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will i see you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When are you coming back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You smiled you whispered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I never left just close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Look closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm standing next to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No need to bother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You have a long way to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Catch me, catch me if you can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hurry, grab me by hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Follow my pace hurry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be the one to stop me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't waste your time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She is not the only one sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Put down the dagger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wipe away your tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is not over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you could still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;catch me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;catch me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079901026978305862-4096895198584735371?l=reverieavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverieavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/4096895198584735371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079901026978305862&amp;postID=4096895198584735371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079901026978305862/posts/default/4096895198584735371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079901026978305862/posts/default/4096895198584735371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverieavenue.blogspot.com/2008/04/amy.html' title='Sleepless nights'/><author><name>ramco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15905695221736494222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9079901026978305862.post-1701650829246937484</id><published>2008-04-02T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T15:55:39.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>180 days,4320 hours,159200 minutes, 15552000 seconds.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how a random comment would change my life so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how a fart from a zombie sheep would led to a first kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how walking in circles can be so entertaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how a story about two gays would startup a lovestory about two lovely beings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how crime thrillers can be so romantic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how subway can be such a romantic place to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how breakers can be such a good place to 'talk'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how holding your hand would surprise resh so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how rooftops can be so fascinating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how a sunken ship can be such a lovely place to dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how gripping a shaving blade could make u smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how penang is such a good place to eat in kl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how a weather can make u burst to tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how running out of petrol could be so interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how disabled people can have so much advantage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how superman meets my chemical romance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how dido phone lines can be so meaningful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how a letter from an old man to his wife makes us cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how staying inside a car can cause so much commotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how cam whoring could get yourself into a calendar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how a garden with no trees can be such a nice place to take pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how i can solve the rubik's cube now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how eating dim sum in the morning can be so funny and embarrassing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how weird both of us are and we love each other so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny how its already 6 months and i'm still falling for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Happy 6 months baby, yup, and i still love u very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079901026978305862-1701650829246937484?l=reverieavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverieavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/1701650829246937484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079901026978305862&amp;postID=1701650829246937484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079901026978305862/posts/default/1701650829246937484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079901026978305862/posts/default/1701650829246937484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverieavenue.blogspot.com/2008/04/180-days4320-hours159200-minutes.html' title='180 days,4320 hours,159200 minutes, 15552000 seconds.'/><author><name>ramco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15905695221736494222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9079901026978305862.post-8042338084088847912</id><published>2008-02-21T09:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T09:26:03.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a million sighs and only one being heard.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wow its end of February already..and shes already gone for about two months..and im still here waiting..sigh..i cant take this much longer..im goin insane man..waking up everyday..staring at the ceiling wishing for the day to pass faster..man..I know im being all corny and stuff..but im missing my girlfriend like hell..u know how hard it is when you know youre not gonna see your girlfriend for at least half a year? especially the one you really love with all your heart..damn..people say the pain in your heart is such a literal concept but im in real pain now..Luckily we get to keep in touch through chatting and i get to call her a couple of times..i know its hard for her too and i know shes busy..but i ll go insane if i dont talk to her..i know im being really selfish since i expect soo much from her..but i just really care u know?thats why i tend to get quite offended easily sometimes..but im glad that she feels the same way like i do..she really wants to make this relationship work too..and it will if we keep our minds to it..im applying there also and i hope i get accepted..u may think im being such a kid but im being mature than ever..this is what i want to do and nothing can stop me..ive got it all planned out so if i see any opportunity that fits i ll grab it straight away..i dont know how my parents would react to it but im standing with my decision..man..its not just that shes over there..i just want to resume my life again u know?im tired of waiting..fuck this holiday..i just want to get back on the race..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, i miss u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079901026978305862-8042338084088847912?l=reverieavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverieavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/8042338084088847912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079901026978305862&amp;postID=8042338084088847912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079901026978305862/posts/default/8042338084088847912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079901026978305862/posts/default/8042338084088847912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverieavenue.blogspot.com/2008/02/million-sighs-and-only-one-being-heard.html' title='a million sighs and only one being heard.'/><author><name>ramco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15905695221736494222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9079901026978305862.post-5529656344023351620</id><published>2008-02-13T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T12:22:00.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;i was driving a couple of days ago and i saw the weirdest thing...driving past me was a couple, middle aged and they were fighting with each other.the lady was facing the window screaming and pointing her finger at the guy's head while he sat there drove right by. It reminded me of what i saw when i was in Phuket last year; A family in front of my table consisted of a white lady who's married to an Indian guy which was sitting in front,with their son next to him.  What bothered me was all of them were not looking at each other and all of them sat there not saying a single word. All of them ordered their own food, and ate quietly to themselves. Well, i thought to myself, "Aren't we at Phuket? families are supposed to be on vacation here, they're supposed to be happy..". It got me thinking alot from that image since i was missing my girl like crazy(she was in hk and here i am stranded in Phuket for a couple of days) how different people express their feelings of love towards each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized how drastically different my relationship is compared to other people. I wouldn't say that the way i handle my relationship is weird, but to me i just used common knowledge and express the way i really feel. People say that once u get into a relationship, its gonna be a tough job since its not your life anymore, its you and your partner's, so juggling between your own life and your partner's is gonna be a real hassle. Well to me, i dont find it hard being in a relationship at all, since all we do is just be honest to each other;although sometimes we do disagree upon something, but its just only another step towards understanding each other.Maybe youll think that im that corny lovey dovey type, but isnt it what we're supposed to do??i mean youre in a relationship for god's sake. U dont expect to become all manly and tough about all that shit.you got into a relationship because you felt something, that tingling feeling that strikes your heart like an arrow, and it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really get why couples fight alot when theyre with each other.i mean the usual misunderstanding is obviously uncanny, but making a big deal out if it is just stupid.I mean,sometimes looking at my friends with girl problems are just so friggin weird.and when he talk about his problems, i was like "u serious??". A friend of mine got into a big fight with his girlfriend because she hugged a guy.no kissy kissies, just simply a friendly hug.im serious. I was like dude..my girl is at the states for god's sake!! and im not gonna see her for at least 6 or 7 months..and we've never been closer than ever..you guys see each other everyday..come on man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i love someone, i tend to love them all the way. I kept thinking ive got a big curse on me since before this no one actually appreciates the way i feel, but not until i met her. im not doing anything special, im just being me.heck, im doing every single thing that the book says. hold her hand, hug her tightly and all that stuff.and she seems to love it soo much.if it works for me, then how come it doesnt work for anyone else?if u dont hold your girl's hand, please do,if u had never hugged her,please do..because they really needed that..they really need to know how u actually feel about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe my relationship isnt weird after all,its normal than ever,other people's are..hehe..i dunno..frankly i dont really care about it..all i know is that i love my baby so much and i know that she loves me alot too..hope we can stay together..and if youre in a relationship,please love your partner more..cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.. if its not too much..happy valentines day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079901026978305862-5529656344023351620?l=reverieavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverieavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/5529656344023351620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079901026978305862&amp;postID=5529656344023351620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079901026978305862/posts/default/5529656344023351620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079901026978305862/posts/default/5529656344023351620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverieavenue.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-was-driving-couple-of-days-ago-and-i.html' title='love??'/><author><name>ramco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15905695221736494222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9079901026978305862.post-1991495191743320902</id><published>2008-02-01T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T20:41:26.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finch is baackk!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;i know this like old news but Finch is back and R2K posted videos of them recording a new song (although its just a sneek peek, but i think its gonna be kew)  Im a pretty big fan of finch, i would say they have inspired me so much with they're songs and im glad that they're back together again..(a part of me kept thinkin that they're just fakin the breakup to gain more attention from the fans but..nah dont think so..) In a way, i do think that after awhile when they broke up (or in the indefinite hiatus some say)  they felt like theyre in need of each other and just felt weird not being together anymore..i know how it feels when u see the same dudes every single day for a whole year, touring and shit..eventually you'll grow tired of them and felt like slapping the shit out of them the next time u see em..haha..and then after awhile they just feel so empty not being with each other hence....tadaa..finch is back..(i really wanna go see them..any sponsors??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.friendsorenemies.com/assets/bnflvplayer3.swf?file=http%3A%2F%2Fbuzznet-08.vo.llnwd.net%2Fassets%2Fvideox%2F2%2F3%2F6%2F1%2F0%2F9%2F1%2Fvid-2361091.flv%3F1200127342&amp;amp;clip=http%3A%2F%2Fimg.buzznet.com%2Fassets%2Fvideox%2F2%2F3%2F6%2F1%2F0%2F9%2F1%2Fthumb-2361091.jpg%3F1200127261&amp;amp;autoStart=false&amp;amp;c=6570978c31a5b1a676db542f52bec1ea&amp;amp;site=foe&amp;amp;tag=snakefans&amp;amp;s_account=buzznetpoc&amp;amp;s_dc=112&amp;amp;s_visitorNamespace=buzznet&amp;amp;oas_path=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.friendsorenemies.com%2Fassets%2FOmnitureActionSource.swf" width="470" height="390" quality="best" scale="noScale" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" id="vembedobj"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.friendsorenemies.com/assets/bnflvplayer3.swf?file=http%3A%2F%2Fbuzznet-64.vo.llnwd.net%2Fassets%2Fvideox%2F2%2F3%2F6%2F1%2F1%2F1%2F1%2Fvid-2361111.flv%3F1200127538&amp;amp;clip=http%3A%2F%2Fimg.buzznet.com%2Fassets%2Fvideox%2F2%2F3%2F6%2F1%2F1%2F1%2F1%2Fthumb-2361111.jpg%3F1200127378&amp;amp;autoStart=false&amp;amp;c=5020cdf7e55280c03d7704c98726941c&amp;amp;site=foe&amp;amp;tag=snakefans&amp;amp;s_account=buzznetpoc&amp;amp;s_dc=112&amp;amp;s_visitorNamespace=buzznet&amp;amp;oas_path=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.friendsorenemies.com%2Fassets%2FOmnitureActionSource.swf" width="470" height="390" quality="best" scale="noScale" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" id="vembedobj"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079901026978305862-1991495191743320902?l=reverieavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverieavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/1991495191743320902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079901026978305862&amp;postID=1991495191743320902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079901026978305862/posts/default/1991495191743320902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079901026978305862/posts/default/1991495191743320902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverieavenue.blogspot.com/2008/02/finch-is-baackk.html' title='Finch is baackk!!'/><author><name>ramco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15905695221736494222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9079901026978305862.post-8254150650825879526</id><published>2008-01-27T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T11:14:09.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 million miles ahead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finally i got this d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e..after a million times of configuring with the layout and after days of "damn, how the hell do u make it like that?!"..man..i don't know how u dudes keep up with the pace;wake up in the morning, spend a couple of hours posting on your blog and by the end of the day u checked for comments and see how many peeps viewed your site..and then the next day u repeat the same thing over and over again..haha..do u know how long does it take me to start posting?!..its always like "oh my god..damn lazy..i'll do it tomorrow" and u proceed the next day, and then the next day, and the next day..and then u thought to yourself"why the hell did i made that blog anyway?"haha..although i got nothing else to do..but still..oh well.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alot of chinese people said that this year is gonna be a lucky year because of the big 8..cant blame them..but to me 2008 has been really boring..my friends left for overseas, my girl left to US, no studio to jamm anymore and im stuck here not doing a single thing, waiting for my exam results for a month or so..hopefully i pass..then i have to wait for a couple more months to get the application ready and wait for the acceptance letter..sigh..they better accept me or i ll go crazy i tell u..well people say "so what? at least youre on holiday..just chill..its gonna be fine.."..dude..to tell u the truth..holiday isnt that fun anymore..when we were kids we felt like its a breath of fresh air since u can stay at home, play and dont have to go to school for a few weeks..well That was fun..but a couple years later..when u start your college..its just torture..u know why..because all the colleges just have to have different holidays.. i dont know why..so youre stuck there with no one around u..what to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;"&gt;man..well its only january and i cant just simply make assumptions..maybe its gonna turn out great later on this year..exactly what happened last year..at first thought 07 sucked but it totally added new chapters in my life, perspectives on how i view things emotionally or physically..now im missing 07 like crazy..like for example i just cant wait for 07 to end but then,  one day i sat down and thought to myself"why am i doing this?!"..have u ever felt like when u are doin youre own thing, and suddenly it hits u and u thought"wow..im here..this is reality and u feel alive.."and u start to look around u and u thought to yourself"wow..im here to stay.."...haha maybe u dont get me...oh well..thats what i felt..so i ended and started a new chapter in my life..and it has since done wonders to me..i got a beautiful other half that really loves me for who i am, i looked better, i felt much happier and i got new goals to accomplish in my life.u see, u will never know when it hits u..and u will never know until u move to the next step..just like david d said;we have to keep moving forward everyday, keep advancing every single day,keep thinking about'the next step'..oh well..welcome to reverie avenue..whats your next step?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9079901026978305862-8254150650825879526?l=reverieavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverieavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/8254150650825879526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9079901026978305862&amp;postID=8254150650825879526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079901026978305862/posts/default/8254150650825879526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9079901026978305862/posts/default/8254150650825879526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverieavenue.blogspot.com/2008/01/100-million-miles-ahead.html' title='100 million miles ahead'/><author><name>ramco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15905695221736494222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
