<?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-18157640</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:27:23.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind The Strings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ESP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14470121395701218414</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>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157640.post-115495064761244664</id><published>2006-08-07T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T19:41:30.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Final Comeback..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Confidence level : 95%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Im getting bored of blogging. Yeah what the hell..i may have TONS to tell &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;!EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; but what the hell. Just aint have the interest to share my life with anyone..yet. Another thing, im getting sick of looking at MY own blog. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;MINE!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;from the color to the contrast to the whatever that im not happy abt. Isnt there &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ANYTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; interesting out there to cheer up my life?! Well at least good enough to not make me feel dull or pessimistic about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Guess i'll just stop here..&lt;br /&gt;Im moving on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somethings just dont seem to change..&lt;br /&gt;Still am freaks to my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;\m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;..the colors seems gay but dont even think abt it!&lt;br /&gt;Well you know what i mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-18157640.post-115266941529883095</id><published>2006-07-12T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T10:05:15.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Sick and tired of your cold lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Frailing my walls of innocent eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Sick and tired of your fucking games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Tormenting my sane - im bleeding my days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Lift yourself to your world of fantasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I dont give a damn - what more sympathy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;You bleed me within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Wheres your instinct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I see you ignoring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Its killing my wits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Leave me alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Leave me with whats left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Stray your emotion without myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Im forgotten..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Im rotten..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Wheres my place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;You and your stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Im not pleased..Im not pleased&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Tear me down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Drown me with you ego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Sick of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Drown me in your arrogant BLOOD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just doing a repetition..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Its a spontaneous work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Read this..and you'll feel me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do where can I run &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm gonna die anyway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Things are getting clearer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is the price I have to pay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I feel like screaming out my anger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;There is so much left here to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When it happened I was younger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And my destiny was you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tribute to &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ARCH ENEMY&lt;/em&gt; -&lt;/span&gt; Scream of Anger (Burning Bridges)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;All Hail Metal!! \m/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157640-115266941529883095?l=esp-yul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/feeds/115266941529883095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157640&amp;postID=115266941529883095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/115266941529883095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/115266941529883095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/2006/07/sick-and-tired-of-your-cold.html' title=''/><author><name>ESP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14470121395701218414</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-18157640.post-115103661880955385</id><published>2006-06-23T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T12:23:38.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;The serenity of my wonderful journey has deep wounds and scars that has nvr been gone but being avoided since the day i started acknowledging the beauty of life that carry soo much more than just pain itself. Going against the odds was daunting. Very Daunting. Neither patience nor those efforts to be as calm as possible ever really worked. Into the far corner of my mind lies all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;secrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;, secrets that has always been revealed but nvr been visible nor clear enough for anione to see. Ironic. So ironic that confusion overwhelms. Every good deed was far from seen by anione. Period..In fact who will? Or is it just a life that is being designed or destined to be such a drama? A maturity state that surpass beyond normality isnt normal. To such extent it causes extreme&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;depression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Extreme..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;One questions the nature of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;affections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; Remedy to every pain and misery, slipping away with no one having the strength to hold it back, only to feel the notions of whats left. God, if it isnt for any reason, all that will soon to die. The silent heart is in pain..Tears that will nvr be seen. All that he ever wanted is for the sweet visions be realised. Manly ego would want the conscience to stand hard on the ground. Reality, realising that giving doesnt comes with a perfect return. Nothing that anyone would ever wanted will ever come true. The nature to be giving is a gift from a heart made of steel. Feeling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;He would swallow his&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;ego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;..just to say that he still&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157640-115103661880955385?l=esp-yul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/feeds/115103661880955385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157640&amp;postID=115103661880955385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/115103661880955385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/115103661880955385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/2006/06/serenity-of-my-wonderful-journey-has.html' title=''/><author><name>ESP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14470121395701218414</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-18157640.post-114966213373994190</id><published>2006-06-07T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T14:40:29.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Behind the Scene:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Since the day that im left with no proper band, i went on to continue playing guitar. At certain point, i just felt that there was no point for me to pursue my musical ambitions. Maybe i was still learning and so called 'naive' with deeper stuff during that period of emotional uncertainty. To date, i managed to start up writing and still am. I began to learn there are alot more stuff that is able to keep me going while keeping me motivated to carry on musically. I started my own project and the followings are my painstaking hardwork that pays off. For every work that i wrote, i leaves me with a gd feeling. Maybe some of you reading this may wana start writing..(and i dun mean STORYBOOKS!!..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff99;"&gt;I revamped the whole band thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Band name: Erotic Vengeance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, for the results, this is just a draft work which i will give a more focus in time to come.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Legion of Doom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Silent Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Damned Lucifer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Erotica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Diva of Sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Dying Soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Adulteress Misery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Godless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff99;"&gt;It aint a pro work..but this is the work which i manage to come up with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff99;"&gt;In anyway, im not craving for any praises. I just need constructive feedback.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And somethings just cant seem to get out of my HEAD!! Heres how it goes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hereby declare the orgy to begin&lt;br /&gt;Ravage your luscious virgin flesh - (how i love it)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Its from a song...arghh!! FUCK LAH..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&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/18157640-114966213373994190?l=esp-yul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/feeds/114966213373994190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157640&amp;postID=114966213373994190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/114966213373994190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/114966213373994190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/2006/06/behind-scene-since-day-that-im-left.html' title=''/><author><name>ESP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14470121395701218414</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-18157640.post-114820422558169461</id><published>2006-05-21T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T10:47:39.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;The Official Decree from YuL VonRocque:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;To my fellow readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As many of you may know, I was never and still am, a regular blogger. Thus, the purpose of this decree is to inform the many of those blog hoppers who loves to peep, there are several policies which I have generated and I hope to abide by my own rules. The reason for this motive is to eliminate any form of misunderstanding between what i call, 'an unqualified form of rationality'. Various forms of purpose for blogging are endless. I come to think of it as a logical sense that I should not use this venue to so called 'shoot others, both directly OR indirectly' although the temptations maybe of a great urge. Some others who are better literate, uses the power of language to express, thus avoiding the 'NAIVE' minority to understand such complexity of the writers mind (did i jus contradict myself..?). I have found a more constructive approach to convey my radical thoughts of others, mishaps that has and will be affecting me. Getting the &lt;span &gt;momentum&lt;/span&gt; starting is the issue here. In any way, good things are prone to fall early by twisted minds. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;As a closure this decree, I wish to inform those having the interest to uncover mystical minds, do approach me and I will be more than delighted to extend you my red carpet with a warm welcome. You wont find more than just the norms of an ordinary person who doenst believe in doing the EXTRAordinary, writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YuL VonRocque&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157640-114820422558169461?l=esp-yul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/feeds/114820422558169461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157640&amp;postID=114820422558169461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/114820422558169461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/114820422558169461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/2006/05/official-decree-from-yul-vonrocque-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ESP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14470121395701218414</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-18157640.post-114732006074375667</id><published>2006-05-11T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T12:01:38.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I have the utmost privilege to have a 4-day week this week. And to tell you the truth i really need that one extra day just to get out of the corporate misery. Im not trying to send a wrong message to you readers but theres a common saying that goes 'in ANY job, theres always the downside'. I believe so..Nevertheless, im consistently trying to perform at my best &lt;em&gt;ESPECIALLY&lt;/em&gt; when it comes to churning out reports. A typical task that'll definitely leave me 'dry' at the end of the day..Honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;To date, im slowly picking up the lose pieces and helping myself regain that once-lost-glory-days. Not those typical mindset of yours that says 'winning'. Not those. Well, you know what i mean.The breaking news is that, i was quite contented when i did managed to do a few song write up, something which ive &lt;em&gt;NEVER&lt;/em&gt; done before. Anyway, to think again, aint that breaking of a news. Really. Ive recently completed another set of write up which i felt my technic has made a slight improvement. Yes, i prefer the latest one. Short and sweet but transparent enough for lyrical understanding. Since i dun have the liberty to spent my time on guitar playing, i shifted my focus to song writing..music aint just about instruments rite? Afterwhich i will concurrently start on the 'real' deal itself. Its never easy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Strangely enough, i still could afford the time to spent on music. For your information, handling &lt;em&gt;client projects&lt;/em&gt; aint a kid's stuff(..you know what i mean). But I seriously love what im doing (..not &lt;em&gt;client projects&lt;/em&gt; mind you). True enough, its the music that keeps me going. Its the satisfaction that i get that is inexorable. Rip my heart out, you wont be able to find out either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157640-114732006074375667?l=esp-yul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/feeds/114732006074375667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157640&amp;postID=114732006074375667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/114732006074375667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/114732006074375667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-have-utmost-privilege-to-have-4-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ESP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14470121395701218414</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-18157640.post-114707338218115130</id><published>2006-05-08T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T15:42:20.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Everything seems to be a repetition and these past few days, many happenings has been rocking up my life. Out of all the things that i wouldnt have expected it to happen just fell right onto my lap without realising the amount of pain anyone would ever deserve. My glory days are starting to fall apart right under my nose. Those frequent mishaps revealing one of my utter most worst state-of-the-art character was not something that im proud of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;The worst things that had happened hasnt stop bothering me and the life that ive led by my decision so far wasnt doing any good. Period. On the contrary, all that seems to make me even more stronger and lesser susceptible to depression. All those experiences somehow or rather has to a certain extent numbed my emotions to those who are in need of my trueself. There wasnt any lies...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;At this point, i could only convince myself to stay calm and composed. Im starting to believe that the custom made microchip has added an extra value to my train of thoughts. I have chosen the path and i wont turn back to say 'it was a mistake'. &lt;em&gt;YOU&lt;/em&gt; are never a mistake... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157640-114707338218115130?l=esp-yul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/feeds/114707338218115130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157640&amp;postID=114707338218115130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/114707338218115130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/114707338218115130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/2006/05/everything-seems-to-be-repetition-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ESP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14470121395701218414</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-18157640.post-114380097159019701</id><published>2006-03-31T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T18:37:10.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;...its kinda cool being alone at home. Yeah whatever it is i just got the &lt;em&gt;ULTIMATE&lt;/em&gt; liberty to smoke and smoke. Anyway, yesterday was one of the days i became momentarily insane and almost got my lungs into trouble. Fortunately, nothing serious happened cos i was freaking out abit on that. See, the thing is that no matter how persuading those parties involved in &lt;em&gt;LURING&lt;/em&gt; smokers to quit, firstly i have to accept that it did helped a minority group, but nothing concrete seems to affect the rest. My wild guess is that we are just waiting for a hard knock on the head (..i mean to say illnesses, diseases and what have you) before we realise it was a big mistake to start smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;As a smoker myself, there are certain exceptional times that im psychologically dependant on cigarettes. Like other addictive substances, it can cause a quite serious side effect for eg. restlessness and uneasiness being experienced. Certain occasions i tried to tell myself alot of times that i shouldnt be psychologically dependant on it cos i believe that, that is the only thing that i myself could control. My mind controls my body. So, that leads you readers plus myself to an understanding that im actually quite able to manage and motivate myself enough to quit. The catch is, why didnt i? I would prefer furthering my story before answering that qn (..arghh its depressing). There is this one point of time during my smoking days that i really had the strong motivation to quit. I tried and i tried real hard. Well for me, part of my addiction was attributed to my social life. I have 2 sides of life that im living in; on one hand i have those type that kinda 'hey lets go wild' + 'dun mess with me' type. While on the other i have 'education is our priority' + 'lets talk abt life and stuff'. And where do i lie? The answer is, the honest answer is, in the middle (..dun start judging). Wait. I use to have only one side of it, which is the first one. Well, sometimes i just have to accept the motion of reality. And i came to the other side of my world that says 'i shd stay away from this guy' kinda attitude. Why am i &lt;em&gt;NOT&lt;/em&gt; suprise? Anyway, read in btw the lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Back to the topic. Again, i was not suprised to find out that im 1 out of the 2 who smokes (..theres a reason why i used numerical characters) in my class. To shorten the story, it was the ever first time in my entire smoking 'career' that i was pressurised to &lt;em&gt;STOP SMOKING!&lt;/em&gt; Considering im quite a hard header when it comes to telling me things that i dun wana hear. Time has taken its toll and i was beginning to realise that my smoking habits did affect my social life in one way or another. Mayb not as much cos it wasnt serious. Still, i continued smoking for God knows my reasons. I mean i was psychologically disturbed. Right now, im feeling the urge to smoke..Damn!! So abt why didnt i quit? The reason: I turned to cigarettes everytime i have to come across this bloody matter..Dammit! Im off now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157640-114380097159019701?l=esp-yul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/feeds/114380097159019701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157640&amp;postID=114380097159019701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/114380097159019701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/114380097159019701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ESP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14470121395701218414</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-18157640.post-114248606530802521</id><published>2006-03-16T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T18:13:45.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHY&lt;/em&gt; do ppl have so many things to say to themselves and to others but not to me? The thing is, i know what has been and is happening. But i just felt really left out.. All this while ive been silently comforting myself when the world is enjoying much liberation. Er..retribution? Mayb...But wat did i do? Lied?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I jus dont understd why not to me? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well I guess its not for me to decide.....im starting to lose every battle, seriously.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Only God noes why im still alive and for what im living for....................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So happen you ppl noe im not gona interfere with that so called 'liberation..'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For a moment..we have nothing to talk abt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another thing, sometimes im not sure if im a such a person whereby 'theres no point taking chances with and talk to..'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Er....does typing to this &lt;em&gt;FUCKING SON OF A BITCH MACHINE FUCKING HELPS&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dun think sooo...but sooo many did it (one of e main reasons why i dun blog often..) and im hoping theres something to end it...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cos &lt;em&gt;NOBODY&lt;/em&gt; knows how much i need you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOO? Why cant i do it myself when others do? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Getting uptight and not knowing? Myself to blame? I dun think so..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liberation says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No one ever knew if i really tried to get back to you.......do you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157640-114248606530802521?l=esp-yul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/feeds/114248606530802521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157640&amp;postID=114248606530802521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/114248606530802521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/114248606530802521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/2006/03/why-do-ppl-have-so-many-things-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>ESP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14470121395701218414</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-18157640.post-114170773483932293</id><published>2006-03-07T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T13:02:14.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FINALLY&lt;/em&gt; i got the time to update. In fact, lets not talk abt time. Its more to like the mood?? Everything has got to do with mood lah. Put aside all those priorities and the impt stuff. No need to mention ahh..Practically, all that &lt;em&gt;DOESNT&lt;/em&gt; relate to any mood swings. Serious! Its just that i really have nothing interesting to do and to talk abt. For this entry im gona pin down some aspects of my life that had a &lt;em&gt;SLIGHT&lt;/em&gt; change i must say. Er..its gona be quite lengthy..sooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Post-Exam Summary :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Before this i had an entry but the net connection really piss me off like hell and i just switched off my com without shutting it down using the correct procedure (i can count that one..). Forget abt that..so far the days after my exams were and is still quite a hard one. Maybe i shd describe all that events as a series of deep thoughts. At certain times i really wonder what some ppl gotta say abt the many studious bunch of us who are academically inclined (im not implying that im that intelligent..). And i shall not go deeper cos this topic is more to individual opinions and perceptions. Emotions and ego shd &lt;em&gt;NEVER&lt;/em&gt; be involved. Speaking abt all this, i dun seem to miss school. Small matter anyway (or isit not?..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I wasnt able to attend my class chalet due to some personal reasons and i seriously do wana apologise if anyone of you was really expecting me to be there (did anyone?..). The bottom line is i just couldnt be there..I think theres no point lah talking abt it now cos its all over and done with. I noe you guys did enjoy and had a great time bonding for the last time. There aint gona be BM0513 but the memory remains. Mayb i cant thank ALL of my mates for the last time. So this is the only way i could convey them. Im very lucky..Why? Such hardworking lots you guys are.Consider myself as a big time slacker, ive been surrounded by smart and consistent cum frens since my 'N','O' and poly days.Sometimes you guys just perked me up and pressuring me to study in an intangible manner. Special thx to my chinese frens. Being one of the guys with a tanned skin (quite..), race and and color never seem to be and issue among us. Ive been treated fairly and justly. Ive grown out of my own shell to realise that many lessons and experience could be shared without ever crossing each other's sensitive issues. Again special thx to Shawn, Darius, Noah, Ashley, Jek, Lex, Sean POON, Wanyi, Lihua and Felicia. Without the 10 of you, my poly days would never be a learning journey..For the rest of my mates that i didnt mention, in one way or another, each and everyone of you made it happen. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Everytime ill look forward to every of the holidays so that i could spent more time on my guitar. Suprisingly, im really not sure why the hell im so reluctant to do anything for this holiday. Even picking up my guitar..Gosh. This is......noob! Theres so many underlying possibilities that ive thought through but nothing seems to make any logical sense. Anyway, lets just put aside all that. Its true that i havent been practising much. Frankly speaking, its every guitar player's dream to have a strong band and being able to perform for a crowd or just anywhere. But i wasnt able to. We were not given the opportunity to do all that. And everytime i tried to make it happen, it'll only keep demoralising and pulling me further down. I just dun have the strength to fight for what ive always wanted anymore. I just dun have enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;For now and the days to come, maybe i need some rest and days off away from my guitar and some other things. I think i seriously need it..Hah! You readers eveluate. And for my other half, you know and i know we are inseperable hard-headers. Hold on to your strength...i noe you can do it. *smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;There wont be any latest news for now cos the &lt;em&gt;LATEST&lt;/em&gt; has already been given.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157640-114170773483932293?l=esp-yul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/feeds/114170773483932293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157640&amp;postID=114170773483932293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/114170773483932293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/114170773483932293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/2006/03/finally-i-got-time-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>ESP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14470121395701218414</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-18157640.post-113942367964086236</id><published>2006-02-09T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T02:34:39.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;..im feeling bad abt myself. I was supposed to go watch movie with my frens ahh but i was tired and i really dun feel lyke having fun lately. Alamak...sucha waste not spending time with those guys. Great personalities all in all. Literally all my close frens in school are mostly chinese..but i dun mind. Didnt do much today xcept that ive been spending abit of time on my guitar and i believe both of us are inseparable....Hahahaha!! Sounds weird..really weird. Anyway, for the past few days, im not sure but i suddenly have this strange calling from a song by GNR: Knockin' On Heaven's Door. For a moment i realise the riffs from that song sounds soothing to me. Very..very soothing. That afternoon i started off straight to the riffs......wuuohhh! But the thing is, its very hard and i mean it, to sound like Slash. I mean i had my own licks and melody and i could only sound like him for few whiles..Slash made a great inspiration. But overall, its quite suprising that i can actually fell for my own playing..really weird. Well, im not saying that im that gd but dun hesitate to come over for a PRIVATE Demo if you wana listen. Its gona b worth your while..HAhahahahaha!!!! FCB! Seriously, i want some feedback too cos im still in e process of learning more stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;For over a period of time, im really HOOKED to Children Of Bodom's latest hit singles, - Trashed, Lost and Strung Out -  Its not just a title track to me but it is able to express my most traumatising moment. Anyway, relating back to their song, FUCKING powerful riffs and solos!!! I cannot tahan e sweeps...Arghhhhh!! Setan! Setan gondol!! Too technical for me...tkpe2. Sabar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Okey now lets get back to reality. Enough said abt music. This week marks the end of lectures and tutorials. Semestral examinations coming soon..now im really preparing for an overload aborption of theories and concepts. EWS projects finally completed and submitted. 0 projects..Fheww! Btw, the 4 of us is gg to meet up Mr Hang for some one-to-one talk over lunch next week. The thought of it is just funny cos i feel like theres no point for him meeting us since the semester is already over and hes no longer our PEM soon. In the first place i really dun mind if im the one being left out but my frens are just sooo nice to me. Im e sicko! 2nd will split BM0513 with many having their ideal industry in mind. TEP 2nd year... AND...AND!! The next batch is coming in soon and.....*mischief* But nolah..no point having soo many eye candies. Waste my time..See my gf more syiok. The thing is she like to burn my ears with 'encouraging' words. Thats when ill shut off. *smile* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Latest news : Many things that altered myself as a person is getting worse. Mind gg haywire.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157640-113942367964086236?l=esp-yul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/feeds/113942367964086236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157640&amp;postID=113942367964086236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/113942367964086236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/113942367964086236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ESP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14470121395701218414</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-18157640.post-113811337693358641</id><published>2006-01-24T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T22:36:16.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Tuesday is a bloody long day. I mean i just felt like it is ah when in fact class starts at 2 pm and ends at 8!! WTF! It doesnt seem to be a long day right???!! Knn..but the lessons are all blardy dry lah btw. Is 3hrs of computer not enough to make you go cranky??  The teacher is 'DRY' herself. No motivation..Why cant the department send us a more.....chio tutor. Hahahahaha!! Its killing me. Some more theres accounting lecture. Alamak!! The lecturer is soooo......noob! Look like one auntie who go NTUC every weekend one. In fact she is that old lah to become an auntie. No wonder shawn tan sits at the front every lecture..his psychotic words of trying-to-get-us-to-sit-in-front-so-that-we-can-concentrate-better says it all. The smallest among us yet has the weirdest taste. Fetish for older women..you are 17 for NYP's sake!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Everything seems to go well xcept that projects are tumbling in and its abit depressing for me. And noah tan seems to behave strangely nowadays. Getting cranky periodically. Dont tell me hes having periods..Ouh ya this topic reminds me of some one i know....apparently...wants to call me her girlfren. ALWAYS asking me shave this shave that. Shut your gap pls! Anyway i got home ard 9 and then i recieved a call from my cousin saying that suicidal guitarist is able to cover and help us out. Thought bt it for awhile and i called that guy. Had a long conversation..He pleases me seriously. Doesnt seem to be an arrogant person even though he may be from an established underground band..I like this kind of ppl. Very rilek with their status. Hmm..i guess that its a blessing for being patient..now i dun feel like playing for nothing anymore. Something that i can look forward to. After this, ill keep on practising till perfection cos theres something big coming up ahead of me and my band members...im hoping that it'll stay. Just hope that it'll stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Gona get moving...projects..projects..projects..projects. Knn! Realised that im lagging abit ah. Hadnt be able to attend some meetings. Guess that whatever that is going to be reflected in the peer evaluation form is a price to pay. I mean i had my reasons..personal. Btw its not good enough to justify my absence. It just suck. Some things ppl wun be able understand...cant blame them anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Latest news : Much goodness comes easy but is devoid of appreciation. Im setting a high expectation for this coming semestral examinations.....wish me the best.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157640-113811337693358641?l=esp-yul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/feeds/113811337693358641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157640&amp;postID=113811337693358641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/113811337693358641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/113811337693358641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/2006/01/tuesday-is-bloody-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ESP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14470121395701218414</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-18157640.post-113578854699110132</id><published>2005-12-29T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T00:49:07.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Sooo...after all this while ive been abandoning this shit for quite sometime. Got better things to attend to mah. Btw, this 2 weeks was enjoyable. Seriously, i enjoy it. Yeahh...SMILE!! 300 Calories you mean??! Damn! Aniwae, the 2 weeks break really put away my stress towards school. Its damn demoralizing. The first term to be specific. Thinking about it again, the thought of it really suck...no joke. Feel like burning the school down soo got longer breaks. On the contrary, i still came to school during the holidays (what the HELL!!) to finish my marketing project. Had a tough time completing that project and Lex didnt turn up for both meetings eventually. Orite2! Let me just recap on what ive done for my 2 weeks break. Mmm..its more to like the last 10 days? Yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Ive been on my guitar MOST of the time. Damn!! I can play like 4-5hrs non-stop. Just imagine. Im starting to think that my guitar is relatively heavy and its troubling my back. After having long practice, my back will ache for like half the day..if im lucky enough it'll last for a few hours and apparently that only happens once in a while. Speaking about my guitar, i need a new set of strings. The ones im using now sounds rather terrible. Quite sucky ah..and one day i need to sit down and do some freshing up on my guitar cos its getting dusty. The most happening news is that i went to Swee Lee this afternoon and survey guitars down there. Yalah i was searching for an alternative for ESP guitars. Came across Ibanez guitars and at first i saw this  6-string flyod rose. Look and look and look and i saw a 7-string fixed bridge Ibanez. FUCK!!!! I literally examine the guitars. It was fucking cool ah. I was thinking if i were to auction my ESP-LTD V guitar for the price $1500 when the actual price i bought was only $995 (kurangajar nye budak!), i would have the chance to buy BOTH AT ONE GO!!!! ARGHHH!! On second thought, my current guitar is nowhere to be sold cos the only ESP distributor in spore is Davis Guitars at Peninsula Plaza. BUT! Im considering....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The next happening thing......went out with my Cutie for almost every of the days that we are free. I mean, agreeable ah cos this is the first we both are seeing each other often. Other than that, during the normal days..DAMN! You know and i know. Set off to alot of places and i still cant figure out how many times we had glued ourselves at Esplanade's Bay. Do you? Rained twice...Arghhh! Spoil the mood.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Theres this particular day we went changi and the wind was blewing non-stop. Serious! It was damn relaxing ah..burned 300 calories again (LOL). Im losing calories..WooohOooo!! And since im smoking, it'll definitely help to reduce fats that is going to be stuck in my ateries. You just saved my Life! Yeah2..and the rest is just for the 2 of us to know... *smile*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Latest News : That Ibanez guitars is really TEMPTING me to sell my ESP-LTD V!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;                            I need S$1600/-   !!!! ~ Ouh yeah........Cutie *smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157640-113578854699110132?l=esp-yul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/feeds/113578854699110132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157640&amp;postID=113578854699110132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/113578854699110132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/113578854699110132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/2005/12/sooo.html' title=''/><author><name>ESP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14470121395701218414</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-18157640.post-113420509884438604</id><published>2005-12-10T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T16:58:18.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Im in a terrible shape this few days. Fucking terrible..I need to update my blog. I just realise a few 'INTERESTED' people have been visiting my blog to read my fucking 'INTERESTING' entries. Nvmlah..its only like 3-4 people which btw are people that i know personally. FUCK those who are just there to piss me off. Hahaha! Egoistic right?!! Yaa absolutely. Ive been swallowing my ego and keeping em for a long, long, long, long, long time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Hmmm...deres still some more room in my stomach i guess. A lot of events happened in the past few days which was quite fun and at least kept my mind off those fucking miseries. I think..Soo guys sori yaa ive not been active..on almost everything since December kicks off. Yeah..enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Latest news : Motivation Level still at ZERO. And i need a guitarist..a GOOD one. But who wants to play melodic death?! Aiyoo..aiyoo. Nvm2. Pending, i wana level up my skills. ALL HAIL METAL!! ( Tribute To Ahmad )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157640-113420509884438604?l=esp-yul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/feeds/113420509884438604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157640&amp;postID=113420509884438604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/113420509884438604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/113420509884438604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-in-terrible-shape-this-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>ESP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14470121395701218414</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-18157640.post-113248718401792941</id><published>2005-11-20T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T19:46:24.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I got a sudden heartache when i woke up this morning and my brains nearly blew up. Wuahahaha! Never happen really. My heart still is. Got issue ahh. Duno whats wrong oso. Mayb im tired ah cos i felt like sleeping in the afternoon but couldnt cos guest kept coming. Furthermore i cant sleep. Terrible man....Like i said ramai dtg and now deres only like 2 in my hse right now. Aman sikit. Emotions is killing me man!! Thats why i avoid myself from being emo. The only thing that works best is my blardy brains. Facts ahh. If im too passionate people take me for granted. Aku dalah tk klua byk skrg..skola lah katekn. Alot of issues ah which i dun wish to mention. Okey cut the crap. Listened to Ahmad's demo just now. Quite cool. Actually i thought of doing that also but its just that i dont have the time. Shit!! Bzness people are always busy. What the fuck!! For now, the only thing in my mind that i really want to attend to is school and my band. Im lagging chemistry with these 2 things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Btw it reminds me of something. Speaking about bzness, im thinking of dealing with guitars as my product. Hmmm..ill see how things go. If my goal permits, mayb ill get license from ESP. Wuahahaha! Jauh sak berangan. Seriously ESP guitars are one of those manufactured world-wide. BIG bzness im telling you. Just distibuting them through bzness is already a big achievement. Of cos in reality i cant expect myself to be working for ESP right. USA based company. Somehow, i got no mood to play my guitar today..Awww baby dun miss me. I know ure bored sitting in the cupboard. Played my bro's bass. Best gak. Been awhile since i hold a bass. Truthfully, a fucking metal freak on the outside. BUT, having said that i have a softer side of looking at it. I prefer melody. Soo, a combination of melody and metal. Thankfully bands like Arch Enemy came along. Credits to them. Lately, my so called 'softer' side is slowly dissolving. Im searching more and more for fucking heavy stuff and those ULTIMATE speed solos. It just gave me this vibe. Parah sak! What is to become of me? Wuahaha! Going nuts i guess. And ULTIMATELY, Arch Enemy is my preferred one. Great songs and great solos. But im not forgetting Iron Maiden. Credits to them also. They kind of gave a balance to my personality in music. Interesting how music plays a part in me. Okok! Out for now. Got some errands to run. Shit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Latest news: Its damn suprising to find out some quality truth..theres still more to come. Just making a wild guess..Wuahahahaha!! Siao..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157640-113248718401792941?l=esp-yul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/feeds/113248718401792941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157640&amp;postID=113248718401792941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/113248718401792941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/113248718401792941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-got-sudden-heartache-when-i-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>ESP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14470121395701218414</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-18157640.post-113198868098916414</id><published>2005-11-15T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T01:19:43.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Right now its 1247am. Yup..got home around 11+, washed up and now im here. Kinda tired lah. After sch went straight to dikir. Tomorrow we'll gona have a rehearsal at a Grassroot Club. Guess where?? Yio Chu Kang, which is bloody opposite my sch. Will be going there right after sch. Orite2. Im only gona spent a few minutes here. Gotta prepare for tomorrow's test. Gona go for it. Since semester 2 started....waoO! Life's kinda different. You wun know what i mean this time..wuahahahaha! Crap..Today sch ended at 4 and lessons were quite enlivening. Doesnt happen everytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Oritee..im quite happy. I manage to customize my friendster and my blog. Sort of an achievemet for me lah cos ive been trying hard to do that. I mean at least i came out with something wonderful, for me. I guess some people may not be contented with the little things that they can do. Well, i am!! Thats the least i can do to motivate myself. My schedules are really up tight and abit hectic. Yess..its a fact.Got a lot of things to do and to attend to. Somehow or rather im starting to become more organize, timely concerned and more focused on the things that i want to have it done and accomplish. Soo much activity. What do you expect? Bzness-minded people are always on the go. Yeah right! Seriously. Im trying to put aside some time for my band. Its gona be a waste to just to let it go bcos thats one of the things that has kept and has been keeping me sane all this while. Must think positively..im trying to. I have to make it up for it. Just hoping our plans will set off smoothly. Anything can happen if i set the right mind and the right attitude provided the necessary effort lahh. You know, when i start reflecting about all those old days of my life and now im abit older, some of the things i regretted doing...i regretted smoking and i regretted doing ALOT of things. Now all this stuff is hitting hard on me. Why do i even start smoking in the first place?? Damn it..its hard to quit!! I really regretted it man. I regretted not studying hard enough. Wahhsehh! Hahaha! Okie2! Snap out of it! Tomorrow's another long day..i mean it! Out for now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Latest news: I need a SERIOUS motivation to quit smoking!! Of cos, the demand for cigarettes is INELASTIC; which means that the increase in the price of cigarettes doesnt affect the consumers due to the fact that there are no SUBSITUTES for it!! Finally my qns have been answered. The demand curve for cigarettes!! Thks to ECONOMICS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157640-113198868098916414?l=esp-yul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/feeds/113198868098916414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157640&amp;postID=113198868098916414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/113198868098916414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/113198868098916414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/2005/11/right-now-its-1247am.html' title=''/><author><name>ESP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14470121395701218414</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-18157640.post-113145935019462721</id><published>2005-11-08T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T22:15:50.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Came back from school and reached home at about 850 like that. Freakin' jaded!! Today i almost spoil my eyesight. Damn it! That Microsoft Access lesson was sooo fucked up! Had to strain my bloody eyes to read those small-font data. Didnt really had a good day at school ah cos some people fucked my day up. I couldnt be bothered anyway. Had that lesson for like 3hrs. After break, had p.o.a lecture. Frankly i didnt fully concentrate the whole time. Shawn, ashley and me were talking nonsense.....SERIOUSLY nonsensical stuff. Anyway,  ashley gave us the laugh of the night. Your crap is soooo damn fucked up sia!! But creative...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Talking abt all this reminds me of yesterday's event. Another fucked up reaction from noah. What the hell?! Where have all these people come from?? Im not complaining but merely saying that ive never seen that type of reaction before in my life. Got me laughing for like 20 mins?? Okeyy..these 'people' are my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Oritee...soo much on that. Im not sure whether its a good deal getting a new guitar. But considering again, i think i need it. I'll have to see how things goes. Im lagging behind a few others ahh. I need consistent practice for my guitar playing. Cant afford to just give up halfway after all those effort. Ive come a long way. Realise ive been missing the jamming studio. To be specific, the atmosphere surrounding that place. Been jamming there for almost 3 yrs i think and yaa..some places. Thinking again, i  prefer playing underground. I'd rather.  Of cos ive already consider the fact that pursuing music in spore is a waste of time. Seriously, performance and gigs are far away from me. I mean, i have to admit that there are thousands of bands in spore and i do not wish my band to be known as a crap and a waste of money for people. Some people just dun understand why we are doing all this. Some bands just get involve in those 'band' thing for the fame, for the name and play crap music!! For what??!! Nothing can be more fucked up and disgraceful than embarrassing yourself. But then, everyone has a different approach to all these things. I can say soo much but who noes? I might contradict myself one day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Finally, i got MY HANDS on that smartmedia card i wanted for soooo long. Cost me $58..Wahlaauuu!! Aboy told me he bought it at $30+. Whatever ahh..i couldnt get it at any other places. In fact, it very hard to get that memory card nowadays.  Saw it and grabbed it the same day. Wuahahaha!! It felt sooo good. Now, my GFX707II has spoken. My first gadget.....And when it comes to the combination of my guitar and that gadget, nothing can stop us. Got soo much to tell but lil time foe me....Out for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Latest news: Its tempting but i know it not easy. I'll try.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157640-113145935019462721?l=esp-yul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/feeds/113145935019462721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157640&amp;postID=113145935019462721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/113145935019462721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/113145935019462721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/2005/11/came-back-from-school-and-reached-home.html' title=''/><author><name>ESP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14470121395701218414</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-18157640.post-113081808639006424</id><published>2005-11-02T03:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T12:08:06.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Today OFFICIALLY kicks off Deepavali, festival of light. For those whos celebrating lah. Those who are not, their related places are temparorily out of service..wuahahahaha!! I woke up feeling abit giddy. Strangely, my waking time is earlier than usual. Of course i had an unusual early nitee cos i was damn blardy tired. Furthermore i was sick...flu..fever that come n go..fluctuating body strength. Its terrible ahh. Fasting month sumore but still can tahan. Thk u Allah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Tu lah aku sakit sape yg tau. Kene marah kene ape pn diam jeee..cool lah katekn. Ape2 pn rilek aje. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Yesterday i went to geylang for the last time and im not planning to go dere again. Went there jus for a short while, as intended lah. Then me and my cuz head off back to tampines and we lepak the nite away. Dun wana sound egoistic ah but i jus feel that geylang, time2 nk raye, somehow or rather bcame a crappy place ah. As always, that place will surely be infested with alot of crappy ppl. If you know wat i mean. I dun have that enough feel to stay over and walk ard. Oklah, if ure thinking of gg over to geylang, jus have e intention of gobbling up their food. I told my mom that n she agreed. Theres no way you can window shop with that kind of condition. Congested, impassable and whatever...................On the contrary, ppl still force themselves thru those huge crowds  jus to get their stuffs. Well, no one gives a damn abt ppl(i meant e crowd) when it comes to buying here n there jus for Raye! Can say almost every Muslim related are acting that way. Kinda nice lah cos they're living up to the spirit of an auspicious event that only occur once a yr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Im carrying a heavy heart..wuahahahaa!! Not as in its physical size..if you know what i mean. Tulah sape yg tau.....Aniwae2, raye coming up!! WOOhoo! Oriteeee babehhhhhhh..nolah, actualli i jus wana celebrate it for a couple of days and get back to serious work. Wana earn some money and get my desired stuff!! Plss..im hoping to get my hands on a SmartMedia Card and a new guitar if possible. That is my wish for Raya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Latest news: My guitar strings sounds damn SUCK!! I hate it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157640-113081808639006424?l=esp-yul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/feeds/113081808639006424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157640&amp;postID=113081808639006424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/113081808639006424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/113081808639006424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/2005/11/today-officially-kicks-off-deepavali.html' title=''/><author><name>ESP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14470121395701218414</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-18157640.post-113000488914037682</id><published>2005-10-23T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T02:33:54.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmm...my prevoius blog has been officially terminated by me. Aniwae im moving around the net to discover some other things. I did have a blogspot account before but then i changed to blogdrive. Saje jee nk jalan2..wuahahaha!! Merepek sak. Soo, just came came back. Around 1+, i think. Went over to punggol. Lepak! Okeyy ah cos it has been a long time since i go over punggol. Main bola pat sane slalu tpi tklah btol peh xplore tu tmpt. And i found out a new spot!!!! wuahahaha!! Seriously tmpt bes. Lain dari yg lain. I dare say it better than ANCHORVALE!!! Gosh thats truly awesome. Lagi2 ade member pat situ..my cuzen btw. Gerek..seriously gerek. I guess ill be going back and forth that place often after today. Ahh...kalau lah ade mane2 nye couple nk carik tmpt memotek kannn..tu tmpt aku recommend. wuahahaa!! jus Bosann..bored. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another thing..i wonder whats the 'thing' that is happening lately. Kdg2 pening gak kepala gue. Masalah kot! Masalah lah tu. Seriously i dun understand. Cam thrilling g2 kan. Such abrupt event..boleh gitu eh! Im left here having headaches. HAhaha! But the thing that is coming up lately....im doing some 'bongkar' on my gfx 707II. Carik2 tone..and nowadays im inspired mainly by the amott brothers. Awesome guys they are..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Latest news: Im aiming for a new guitar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157640-113000488914037682?l=esp-yul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/feeds/113000488914037682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157640&amp;postID=113000488914037682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/113000488914037682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157640/posts/default/113000488914037682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esp-yul.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>ESP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14470121395701218414</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>
