<?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-6147042</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:51:31.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HighOctane</title><subtitle type='html'>....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-108021798805732715</id><published>2004-03-25T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T20:36:36.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dang!!! The Passion's M18 now.. n wont be able to watch it wit rachel.. -sigh-.. neway, the heart makes the plans. but its the lord who answers it. had this verse for devotions today. yea.&lt;br /&gt;really disppointed tt i cant go!! argh!! hope rachel n i will still be able to go out on tt day.. prolly go catch a movie tog, n go get rings? haha.. dunno.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno wad else to write.. nuthin much happened in school today. so yea. signin off now. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ich liebe rachel yong jiayi. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-108021798805732715?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/108021798805732715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/108021798805732715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108021798805732715' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107994492804622011</id><published>2004-03-22T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T16:45:32.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah... had study camp till 1520 today. goes for the rest of teh week.. sian.. neway, im talkin on the phone wit my honey now. yea.. dunno wad to talk aldy. hmmm.. o ya.. durin chem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon: thank God darren isnt....&lt;br /&gt;Me: darren is here la Fatty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. man.. i dunno wad made me say tt.. it just came out of my mouth so quickly.. hahaha.. o well.. then bernard kept laughin so much.. hahaha.. glad i made someone laugh today. yea.. we've got like 'twinspeak'.. we sometimes do things tog, say the same things tog.. hahaha.. cool.. quite happy today.. yea.. yupyup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107994492804622011?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107994492804622011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107994492804622011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107994492804622011' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107942541569211898</id><published>2004-03-16T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T16:26:51.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-talkin to my babe on the phone now. &lt;br /&gt;service was really gd last sunday. yupyup. was singin Amazing Love, when i suddenly felt like tearin. like.. whoa! neway, after praise and worship, pastor ronald was preachin, n he was like so funny, sayin tt God made cauliflower n veg, then satan created macs. haha.. was really funny. couldnt really rmb much though. yea. well, neway, mom said she liked the service too.. btw, jei, it'd be really great if u could get J. John to come to the youth service of Grace Assembly of God. i think it'd be a real gd idea. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;neway, i guess tts bout it for today.. yea. will continue another day.. yupyup.. &lt;br /&gt;-i luv my darling-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107942541569211898?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107942541569211898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107942541569211898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107942541569211898' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107900524754182862</id><published>2004-03-11T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T19:43:56.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-wit the motivation to update from my darlin- im finally updatin again. haha.. neway, had this small 'fight' today cuz was kinda bored.. lol.. n ended up wit a swollen shin, n tt guy ended up wit bout 2 bumps on the head or so.. neway, the swell's better after icin it.. yea.. jie, plz plz plz DUN tell mom or dad bout wad happened today. k? haha.. thx eh??&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. cant go out wit her this sat cuz have parade. n gues i can only meet her next sat. yea.. n its also our 2nd mth tog on tt day!!! haha.. was kinda fast. happy!!! hehe.. luv u lots honey! *muackxz*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107900524754182862?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107900524754182862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107900524754182862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107900524754182862' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107892658912720939</id><published>2004-03-10T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T21:52:57.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>updatin cuz my babe asked me to.. haha! i luv u darlin!! talkin to wayne on the phone, n online wit her... kinda rushin cuz i got some keft over a-math work tts due tmr... yea.. neway, happy today cuz finally could see my honey online.. n yea.. well, gonna watch the butterfly effect on sat wit her.. n i finish watchin TIMELINE!!! woo hoo! its rocks... damn nice.. though effects werent al tt gd.. but yea... still nice..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107892658912720939?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107892658912720939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107892658912720939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107892658912720939' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107884058249528273</id><published>2004-03-09T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T21:59:29.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>once again, im at mom's house.. i dunno wads wrong wit jonathan.. seriously.. he's like tellin me tt i should break up n stuff. n he says its not gd n all tt crap.. i dunno if its true, but i dun care.. i just luv rachel so much. n i will continue doin tt. haha! im not sure if he's jealous or wad, but i've had enough.. seriously.. its like he wants to see me break up.. argh!!!!! gosh.. wassup wit tt man?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107884058249528273?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107884058249528273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107884058249528273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107884058249528273' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107875423371925678</id><published>2004-03-08T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T22:00:18.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me: yup yup.. yeah.. bye. luv u&lt;br /&gt;Her: yea.. bye. luv u. &lt;br /&gt;haha! had a conversation wit rachel just now.. yea. n those were our endin sentances.. haha.. man.. she's just so sweet.. haha.. o well.. neway, at mom's hse now.. havin some privacy, n listenin to praise n owrship songs.. yupyup.. &lt;br /&gt;and.. R-AGE rocks!!! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107875423371925678?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107875423371925678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107875423371925678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107875423371925678' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107866055811142463</id><published>2004-03-07T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T19:59:01.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooo yea! 7th feb, sunday rocks! woot!!!.. hahaha.. well, for one, i went back to church for the first time in like 3 yrs.. feel so redeemed now. n so free n happy!!!! thank u God! haha.. n in april, the church's gonna bring us to watch The Passion! woo hoo!! hahaha.. guess who i'm bringin. hehehe.. i guess some of u should know alr. haha.. neway, im so happy today cuz i also went out wit Rachel after church.. hahaha.. been waitin for it.. n boy... she's just perfect man.. so cute n stuff.. hahaha.. hoo.. hehe.. luv to see her again.. n yea.. tts basically it.. just an angel in my eyes.. hahaha.. luv her lots.. *muackx*.. neway, i was like such a klutz today.. haha.. stepped on her toe (ACCIDENTILY), cuz its like im so big size.. n she's quite small built.. yea.. just luv her.. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;luv her more than a million MnMs. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM FEELIN SO FREE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107866055811142463?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107866055811142463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107866055811142463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107866055811142463' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107849107505879553</id><published>2004-03-05T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T20:54:16.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy!!! kinda happy.. we actually resolved the whole thing in less than half hour.. haha. it was her sister.. heh heh.. o well.. stupid me.. as usual.. neway sean was really helpful today.. very fast in respondin. lol.. *sam.. u mite hate me for sayin this* hahaha! neway, yea.. he was.. not tt usual lagger.. haha.. o well.. mite b goin out wit her tmr.. excited.. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107849107505879553?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107849107505879553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107849107505879553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107849107505879553' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107838777258025597</id><published>2004-03-04T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T16:12:32.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-sigh... ya know wad rachel?! i've had enough of it! really.. i really cant take it anymore.. we're so behind in communication. i dun wanna break up. but enough is enough.. argh!...&lt;br /&gt;heh... &lt;br /&gt;on the other hand.. nuthin much to talk bout.. just not sure if i'm makin the rite choice.. but fuck it.. i cant take it nemore.. o well... o yea... goin church wit jonathan this sun.. kinda excited.... something to smile about after so much of crap.. nuthin to write nemore.. just really tired.. heh.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107838777258025597?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107838777258025597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107838777258025597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107838777258025597' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107823853335646043</id><published>2004-03-02T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T22:45:10.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok.. guess i should start updatin. neway, just really tired after spendin some time at the BB admin rm.. its like i know where i find my joy laughter n help from.. its from my frens in BB.. really enjoyed myself there, though it was a short moment, it was still really fun.. we got high tog, n started laughin n stuff.. mann.. dun ming havin this everyday.. seriously.. today's wayne's bday. n he got pissed cuz of some stupid fucked-face sec 2.. somehow, i feel tt my BB batch has some special bonds tt we will keep till we die.. o well.. mayb its real, mayb its just me thinkin too far ahead.. heh heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107823853335646043?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107823853335646043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107823853335646043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107823853335646043' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107700848135297744</id><published>2004-02-17T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T17:06:27.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey all.. wanted to place another lyrics. but thot tt if i continue wit this, it's gonna turn into a lyrics page.. lol.. lame..neway, school was kinda stale today.. nuthin much goin on... cant play bball cuz im injured. heh.. gonna see a specialist sometime this wk i guess.. yea.. &lt;br /&gt;haha.. goin for an expedition nxt sat. yea! lol.. hope my knee can carry me.. lol.. so yea. i guess tts bout it.. n i think im gonna call it quits wit rachel.. we're like lackin so much in communication n stuff which i dun wanna say.. yea.. i just.. i dunno.. o well.. i guess she wants it too? i dunno.. jut makin assumptions.. so.. ya.. haha.. sian.. &lt;br /&gt;n guess wad!? i think i've got a..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tune in for nxt entry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.letssingit.com"&gt;lyrics site 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soundlyrics.com"&gt;lyrics site 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107700848135297744?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107700848135297744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107700848135297744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107700848135297744' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107581876647056069</id><published>2004-02-03T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T22:39:23.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>slpin soon. neway, decided to post b4 it. yea&lt;br /&gt;rachel n i placed the relationship on hold today, studies n crap. haha.. well, yea. we still goin out on vday, n our 1 mth anniversary.. yupyup. kinda exctied. hmm.. bout 2 wks more to it. yea.. &lt;br /&gt;really dunno wad to write nemore.. just know im tired. haha.. yup. byer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;3 DOORS DOWN&lt;br /&gt; HERE WITHOUT YOU&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A hundred days had made me older since the last time that I saw your pretty face&lt;br /&gt;A thousand lights had made me colder and I don’t think I can look at this the same&lt;br /&gt;But all the miles had separate&lt;br /&gt;They disappeared now when I’m dreaming of your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind&lt;br /&gt;I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;And tonight it’s only you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The miles just keep rolling as the people either way to say hello&lt;br /&gt;I hear this life is overrated but I hope it gets better as we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind&lt;br /&gt;I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;And tonight girl it’s only you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I know, and anywhere I go &lt;br /&gt;it gets hard but it won’t take away my love&lt;br /&gt;And when the last one falls, when it’s all said and done&lt;br /&gt;it get hard but it won’t take away my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind&lt;br /&gt;I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;And tonight girl it’s only you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind&lt;br /&gt;I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;but tonight girl it’s only you and me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv u rach&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107581876647056069?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107581876647056069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107581876647056069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107581876647056069' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107555518415411542</id><published>2004-01-31T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T21:21:58.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sonicflood&lt;br /&gt;-Cry Holy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;every sun and moon and star&lt;br /&gt;all declaring who you are&lt;br /&gt;we fall silent in amazement&lt;br /&gt;every word who and deep of man&lt;br /&gt;every sea and grain of  sand&lt;br /&gt;all creation speaks&lt;br /&gt;and now we sing to proclaim your majesty&lt;br /&gt;let the earth rejoice&lt;br /&gt;singing with one voice&lt;br /&gt;let the people cry&lt;br /&gt;holy holy lord&lt;br /&gt;every creature sing&lt;br /&gt;praises to the King&lt;br /&gt;all creation cry&lt;br /&gt;holy is the Lord&lt;br /&gt;every song sung on the earth&lt;br /&gt;will never capture all your worth&lt;br /&gt;we fail silent in amazement&lt;br /&gt;let every humble heart now see&lt;br /&gt;the beauty of your majesty&lt;br /&gt;all creation speaks&lt;br /&gt;and now we sing to the &lt;br /&gt;king above all kings....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the content has nuthin to do wit the lyrics*&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!! the friggin bike fell on my toe.. dammit.. haha.. its better now.. really tired. dunno wad to write already.. will just end here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107555518415411542?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107555518415411542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107555518415411542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107555518415411542' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107511052212156568</id><published>2004-01-26T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T17:50:49.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the followin song is dedicated to my one n only rachel.. i luv ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bon Jovi &lt;br /&gt;I'd Die For You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you could see inside my heart &lt;br /&gt;Then you 'd understand &lt;br /&gt;I'd never mean to hurt you &lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm not that kind of man &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might not say I'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I might talk rough sometimes &lt;br /&gt;And I might forget the little things &lt;br /&gt;Or keep you hanging on the line &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world that don't know Romeo and Juliet &lt;br /&gt;Boy meets girl and promises we can't forget &lt;br /&gt;We are cast from Eden's gate with no regrets &lt;br /&gt;Into the fire we cry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I'd die for you &lt;br /&gt;I'd cry for you &lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything &lt;br /&gt;I'd lie for you &lt;br /&gt;You know it's true &lt;br /&gt;Baby I'd die for you &lt;br /&gt;I'd die for you &lt;br /&gt;I'd cry for you &lt;br /&gt;If it came right down to me and you &lt;br /&gt;You know it's true, Baby I'd die for you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might not be a savior &lt;br /&gt;And I'll never be a king &lt;br /&gt;I might not send you roses &lt;br /&gt;Or buy you diamond rings &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I could see inside you &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'd know just who we are &lt;br /&gt;'Cause our love is like a hunger &lt;br /&gt;Without it we would starve &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world that don't know Romeo and Juliet &lt;br /&gt;Boy meets girl and promises we can't forget &lt;br /&gt;We are cast from Eden's gate with no regrets &lt;br /&gt;Into the fire we cry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107511052212156568?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107511052212156568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107511052212156568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107511052212156568' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107398723913532402</id><published>2004-01-13T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T17:47:39.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh.. finally.. updated... sorry for 'slackin' bhind y'all... well, neway, kinda sick today.. sore throat, flu... n injured sole.. haha.. o well.. all in the life of a kid.. me.. im lame. nehow, i really dunno wad to rite.. 'cept tt i gotta take my pen out n start writin words on my hw.. im off! see ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107398723913532402?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107398723913532402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107398723913532402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107398723913532402' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107331656936635570</id><published>2004-01-05T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T23:29:48.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey all! haha.. finally got some 'strength' to update. haha.. school's quite fun today i guess.. had most of the teachers i wanted... haha.. best is history.. haha.. but the relief's like so.. gay man.. hehe.. well.. gotta slp now. will try to update more often. &lt;br /&gt;woo hoo! gonna call stacey tmr..haha.. after so long.. btw sam, thx for helpin me wit the LP pic.. aight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107331656936635570?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107331656936635570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107331656936635570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107331656936635570' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107241552659736891</id><published>2003-12-26T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-26T13:12:23.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Faith Enough &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;strong&gt;Jars Of Clay &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The ice is thin enough for walkin’&lt;br /&gt;The rope is work enough to climb&lt;br /&gt;My throat is dry enough for talkin’&lt;br /&gt;The world is crumbling’ but I know why&lt;br /&gt;The world is crumbling’ but I know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storm is wild enough for sailing&lt;br /&gt;The bridge is weak enough to cross&lt;br /&gt;This body frail enough for fighting&lt;br /&gt;I’m home enough to know I’m lost&lt;br /&gt;Home enough to know I’m lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s just enough to be strong&lt;br /&gt;In the broken places, in the broken places&lt;br /&gt;It’s just enough to be strong&lt;br /&gt;Should the world rely on faith tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The land unfit enough for planting&lt;br /&gt;Barren enough to conceive&lt;br /&gt;Poor enough to gain the treasure&lt;br /&gt;Enough a cynic to believe&lt;br /&gt;Enough a cynic to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confused enough to know direction&lt;br /&gt;The sun eclipsed enough to shine&lt;br /&gt;Be still enough to finally tremble&lt;br /&gt;And see enough to know I’m blind&lt;br /&gt;And see enough to know I’m blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should the world rely on faith tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;listenin to this now.. a really really good song.. well, actually, the whole album's good.. &lt;strong&gt;jars of clay:who we are instead&lt;/strong&gt;uh.. so yea.. so for laggin behind on updatin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107241552659736891?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107241552659736891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107241552659736891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107241552659736891' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107218279193713046</id><published>2003-12-23T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T20:33:27.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dang! i really gotta upgrade my small brain.. grr! forgot like 40% of wad my math tutor thot me.. gosh.. i can rmb mot of my emath though.. weird huh..heh heh.. well, anyhow, just finish tuition. yea.. had 2 of it today. but cant really complain, cuz it wasnt the longest i've had. was in pri6 when tt happened.. friggin *beep* up tutor picked me up from school n went to every student's hse for tuition, n finally backat my hm to have a 1on1.. gee!.. haha. in the end, well... only my chinese improved.. hahaha.. o well.. &lt;br /&gt;see y'all round.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107218279193713046?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107218279193713046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107218279193713046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107218279193713046' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107173771515809240</id><published>2003-12-18T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T16:55:28.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyhey.. this is gonna b my update for today i guess.. wont b updatin for the next 3-4 days. cuz will be in KL. yea.. sorry ah sam. wont b goin for tuition.. again.. maybe we could meet on wed? 24thdec. mite b goin out wit stacey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107173771515809240?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107173771515809240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107173771515809240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107173771515809240' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107150047680621050</id><published>2003-12-15T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T23:01:30.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally! got a lil mood to write after listenin to linkin park: live in texas.. haha.. its really good.. i guess some of the songs kidna thot me how to move on. yea. really really good. for those who havent bought it, go get it! haha.. neway, the dvd's quiet good too.. so yea.. dunno wad else to write.. hmm.. rite, stacey got back from korea a few days ago.. really nuthin to write now.. see y'all round.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107150047680621050?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107150047680621050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107150047680621050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107150047680621050' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107125208305094031</id><published>2003-12-13T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-13T02:01:36.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh! i totally screwed up today man.. shiet! everything was goin on fine, until i started doubtin again.. n now she's pissed wit me.. -sigh.. all my F*ckin fault.. as usual.. -sighh.. o well.. tryin to make up to her. but just dunno wad to say.. n even if i say the rite stuff, n she listenin, tts a complete different matter.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107125208305094031?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107125208305094031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107125208305094031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107125208305094031' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107106062666148849</id><published>2003-12-10T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T20:50:38.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. finally got to go out wit jasmine. heh.. wasnt really good.. guess it was just too lil time spent wit her.. sigh.. but wad can i complain bout... at least i got to go out wit her.. yea.. took a few neos n spent the rest of the time at spinelli.. other then tt, nuthin much happened today.. so yea.. sigh.. *bends head down in 'disappointment'* see y'all round.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107106062666148849?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107106062666148849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107106062666148849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107106062666148849' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107087743989101923</id><published>2003-12-08T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T17:57:31.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*thinks of wad to write...* rite.. ok.. got it. haha.. well.. today wasnt all tt smooth. heh.. quarrelled wit her a lil.. but i guess we were alrite in the end.. so yea.. damn.. i really got nuthin to write today. haha.. guess this' my shortest entry yet. heh.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107087743989101923?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107087743989101923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107087743989101923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107087743989101923' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107078777611337528</id><published>2003-12-07T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-07T17:03:07.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. finally got some time and peace to update this... heh.. neway, was woken up cuz of luna this mornin.hahaha. jumped on the bed n bit my toes. *oww*n well, cuz of mom. heh.. neways, goin for dog handlin at 1745 so yea... nuthin much happenin today. so.. yea.. i guess tts bout all..byer. see y'all round&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107078777611337528?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107078777611337528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107078777611337528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107078777611337528' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107064193982404982</id><published>2003-12-06T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T00:32:30.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grr! realyl tryin to find some time to go watch brother bear wit my sis.. ended up watchin looney tunes tt day, cuz bro bear was just too late.. looney was really a bad choice. totally.. lame? yea.. lame's the word.. nuthin new. most of it seen when we were kids liao.. rite guys!? hahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;neway, tryin not to slp tonite. so can see my godpa off at the airport.. finally can get my pair of flip-flops, really cant find sizes for my big feet..irritatin sometimes. hmmm.. so i guess tts bout al ive gotta write.. &lt;br /&gt;see y'all round later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107064193982404982?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107064193982404982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107064193982404982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107064193982404982' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107050332004244079</id><published>2003-12-04T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T10:02:10.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>holy crapper! gosh!.. my ankle's totally screwed man.. sigh.. woke up this mornin cuz of the pain.. dunno wad caused it. all i know is tt it really really hurts...o well... just my luck.. knee's almost healin, n now my ankle.. grr! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just hope tt she aint goin thru the same as me.hahaha...see y'all round&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107050332004244079?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107050332004244079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107050332004244079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107050332004244079' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107042067411558071</id><published>2003-12-03T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T11:04:44.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-woo hoo! haha.. shes gonna get discharged today!. hahaha. kinda excited.. &lt;br /&gt;neway, i guess shes doin fine now. yea.. gonna watch brother bear wit my sis later, then goin for the body exibhit. ya...sounds scary. hahaha. been a really long time since i went to the movies wit my sis..*now shes back! from outer space!*&lt;br /&gt;gee im seriously gettin lame.. o well.. haha.. bye for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107042067411558071?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107042067411558071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107042067411558071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107042067411558071' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107033536856804469</id><published>2003-12-02T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T11:22:58.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heh... she ended up in hospital ytd. cuz fainted durin drill.. argh.. my days just keep gettin from bad to worse.. &lt;br /&gt;well neway, she kinda recovered this mornin. but she fainted again.. i dunno wads wrong.. n im like.. totally helpless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway, lookin on the bright side, gonna get my books[not very brite. but better than her faintin] n watchin bro bear wit my sis tmr.. so yea.. tts bout it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see y'all round&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107033536856804469?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107033536856804469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107033536856804469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107033536856804469' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107025433988145771</id><published>2003-12-01T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T12:52:29.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-sigh.. today's kinda screwed up.. was lookin forward to someone's comeback, from camp.. but in the end, i dunno wad happened, her camp was extended... so yea.. really miss her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 Doors Down &lt;br /&gt;Here Without You &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hundred days had made me older since the last time that I saw your pretty face&lt;br /&gt;A thousand lights had made me colder and I don’t think I can look at this the same&lt;br /&gt;But all the miles had separate&lt;br /&gt;They disappeared now when I’m dreaming of your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind&lt;br /&gt;I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;And tonight it’s only you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The miles just keep rolling as the people leave their way to say hello&lt;br /&gt;I've heard this life is overrated but I hope that it gets better as we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind&lt;br /&gt;I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;And tonight girl it’s only you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I know, and anywhere I go &lt;br /&gt;it gets hard but it won’t take away my love&lt;br /&gt;And when the last one falls, when it’s all said and done&lt;br /&gt;it get hard but it won’t take away my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind&lt;br /&gt;I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;And tonight girl it’s only you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind&lt;br /&gt;I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;but tonight girl it’s only you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107025433988145771?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107025433988145771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107025433988145771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107025433988145771' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107017839581226869</id><published>2003-11-30T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T15:57:50.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm. really new to this thing. so yea..forgive me if this screws up. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;neway, dad wanted to spend time wit me. but in e end, he ended up cleanin up his CDs..like.. wad the hell!?nuthin really much happened today. 'cept for the fact tt i got a blog.haha.. much thx to sam. yea..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107017839581226869?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107017839581226869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107017839581226869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107017839581226869' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147042.post-107016594051565390</id><published>2003-11-30T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T12:19:10.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>testing 1 2 3 !?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147042-107016594051565390?l=primeobjective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107016594051565390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147042/posts/default/107016594051565390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primeobjective.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107016594051565390' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17005245981626784990</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></entry></feed>
