<?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-14754672</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:40:34.474-08:00</updated><category term='A train of thought...'/><category term='080808 Happy National Day -- in advance'/><title type='text'>Ryshika's World</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14754672.post-6397171361671528860</id><published>2011-02-27T17:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T17:52:56.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;this moody, depressing feelings have been egging me lately. i really hate these feelings but am not able to shake it off. quite frustrating really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;so much things has been playing in this head of mind. the most common thing that keeps poping up is work. not just any work but to work overseas. to beak out from comfort zone. to work in a different, exciting, foreign surroundings. sounds thrilling no? however, reality check! i need to get a degree before i can make this dream into a reality. so, yeah my concern as of now is to get a d.e.g.r.e.e. hopefully finance will no longer be an issue in the not-too-distant future. it'll def sucks if theres still hiccup here and there and i'll need to postpone my dream even further. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;Target goal: 5 yrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-6397171361671528860?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/6397171361671528860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=6397171361671528860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/6397171361671528860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/6397171361671528860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2011/02/this-moody-depressing-feelings-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-7301248819552666469</id><published>2011-02-23T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T18:08:43.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>will things finally start to change come next mnth? will the wheels start to turn? i hope so. i really do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt alot from living this way. but i hope that things will&amp;nbsp;slowly starts to improve from here on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more constant worries. hopefully things will improve. that's my only&amp;nbsp;wish&amp;nbsp;for this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-7301248819552666469?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/7301248819552666469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=7301248819552666469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/7301248819552666469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/7301248819552666469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2011/02/will-things-finally-start-to-change.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-3223160575023941279</id><published>2010-12-17T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T07:07:48.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have you ever wish or thought of leaving everything behind to travel and work in a foreign land for about a year to experience what its like to live independently....? a far fetched goal? Hmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-3223160575023941279?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/3223160575023941279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=3223160575023941279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/3223160575023941279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/3223160575023941279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2010/12/have-you-ever-wish-or-thought-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-7527114620581845240</id><published>2010-12-10T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T07:03:41.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's numbness and frustration behind this fake smile. hoping for a better future ahead. May 2011 bring more happiness and meaningness to this hollow and unfulfill life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-7527114620581845240?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/7527114620581845240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=7527114620581845240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/7527114620581845240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/7527114620581845240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2010/12/theres-numbness-and-frustration-behind.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-4716211626505136726</id><published>2010-06-27T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T09:47:02.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exhausted. sick. restless. irritated. frustrated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i deserve to be surround by such great and wonderful friends? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what is this miserable feeling?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-4716211626505136726?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/4716211626505136726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=4716211626505136726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/4716211626505136726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/4716211626505136726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2010/06/exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-2829886456194873268</id><published>2009-05-28T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T12:00:01.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i.miss.my.friend.&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/14754672-2829886456194873268?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/2829886456194873268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=2829886456194873268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/2829886456194873268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/2829886456194873268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2009/05/i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-7843775848689189482</id><published>2009-05-08T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T17:06:00.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Okaeri by Ayaka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;(English translation by: crystalise)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;On the way to my sweet home, I can already hear the words, “You’re home!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;I am returning to the place that gave me the love that I am so thankful for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Blotting out my sadness and painting a smile on my face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;I pretend as if everything is alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;I admit that although I can understand the importance of belief,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;It is in the most critical of moments that I doubt myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;And though this empty body of mine seems to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Almost float through the passage of time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;There is this feeling that always carries me forward:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;The feeling of longing to hold you in my arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Before I could even say, “I’m home!” I could already hear, “You’re back!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Those very words are enough to cause my heart to brim over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Returning to my sweet home, I could already hear the words, “You’re home!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;I am returning to the place that blessed me with a love that I am forever grateful for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;My sweet home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;I truly believe that those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Who only keep their own interests at heart are characters of deceit;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;But I also know that there are those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Who are desperately crying out for change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Because of you, I have come to appreciate that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;There is no such thing as an ordinary happiness in this world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;And it is this knowledge that continues to drive me forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Before I could even call out, “I’m home!” I can already hear, “You’re back!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;In this continued acceleration of everyday life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;I could hear the words, “You’re home!” echoing from my sweet home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;And therein lays a scene that remains eternally unchanging,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;There in my sweet home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Having searched and having lost,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;There are emotional wounds that I have to face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;It was in the power of those simple words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;That I drew my strength: the words, “You’re home.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Already I can hear them say, “You’re back!” Before I could enter, “I’m home!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Indeed, their words are more than enough to fill my heart over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Returning to the sweetness of home, I can already hear, “You’re home!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;I’m heading back to the place where I owe my debt of gratitude for the love it bestowed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;upon me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;My sweet home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;I can already hear the words, “You’re home!” As I dream of replying, “I’m home!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Everything is truly alright now because you are there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;On my way home, I could already hear the words, “You’re back!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Wait for me, I’ll be soon arriving,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;My sweet, sweet home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A beautifully written song by the talented Japanese singer, Lida Ayaka. &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/14754672-7843775848689189482?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/7843775848689189482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=7843775848689189482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/7843775848689189482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/7843775848689189482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2009/05/okaeri-by-ayaka-english-translation-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-1145511366420722249</id><published>2008-12-24T02:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T02:35:00.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;3 years...exactly 3 years ago...i never thought i would lose a person whom matter to me most. 3 years ago, 6th December 2005...i never thought i would lose someone who's been in my life throughout my 19 yrs of life...3 years ago...i have never ever thought that i would lose my father at such a young age. It's been 3 years...and yet i still miss him. The man who pampered me endlessly, who showered me with endless love, who got me everything i ever wanted, passed away peacefully while in a coma state. I wasnt there when he leave us. Sadly, i was in school. I miss him. I really miss him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And yet now..exactly a week ago, 17th December 2008..my dearest, closest aunt passed away. Another huge blow. Tears did not fall till i saw my mum crying uncontrollably. I feel her pain and her lost. She's lost her close friend..my dad's sister 10 years ago...3 years ago she lost her husband..and now she's lost her older sister...her bestest friend. Only God knows how i felt that day, seeing my mum shed tears of sorrow. No one likes losing their love ones. But we have to accept fate. This is the circle of life. People will die someday and leave their love ones behinds. However sadness will linger..like now. Sadness hungs heavy in the air. I miss her. We all miss her. She will never fade in our memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Al-fatihah kepada Hajah Maimunah Bte Kassim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Al-fatihah kepada Haji Mohamad Bin Haji Mohd Zin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Semoga roh mereka dicucuri Allah SWT. Amin.&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/14754672-1145511366420722249?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/1145511366420722249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=1145511366420722249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/1145511366420722249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/1145511366420722249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2008/12/3-years.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-4143333613905255972</id><published>2008-11-28T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T09:45:00.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A dream has been fulfilled..and yet i have tons more to go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Been feeling really happy, excited, elated, joyous, thankful and......well confuse lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy for obvious reasons...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Confuse for some reasons...shall not elaborate more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I fondle keys to my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When everyone's heart seems so calm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And you found the lock to my dorm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And opened the door to my trust fund, my vestry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Tuna in the Brine - Silverchair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This has always been my favourite lines from Silverchair's song...go figure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-4143333613905255972?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/4143333613905255972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=4143333613905255972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/4143333613905255972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/4143333613905255972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2008/11/dream-has-been-fulfilled.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-7289391061989026405</id><published>2008-11-17T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T10:26:00.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well you done done me and you bet I felt it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I fell right through the cracks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Now I'm trying to get back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Before the cool done run out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll be giving it my bestest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And nothing's gonna to stop me but divine intervention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But I won't hesitate no more, no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It cannot wait, I'm yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well open up your mind and see like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Open up your plans and damn you're free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Look into your heart and you'll find love love love love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Listen to the music of the moment, maybe sing with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;All - ah peaceful melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And it's our God-forsaken right to be loved love loved love loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So I won't hesitate no more, no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It cannot wait I'm sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;There's no need to complicate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Our time is short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This is our fate, I'm yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Scooch on closer dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And I will nibble your ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But my breath fogged up the glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And so I drew a new face and laughed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I guess what I'm be saying is there ain't no better reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;To rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's what we aim to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Our name is our virtue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I won't hesitate no more, no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It cannot wait I'm sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;There's no need to complicate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Our time is short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This is our fate, I'm yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well no no, well open up your mind and see like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Open up your plans and damn you're free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Look into your heart and you'll find that the sky is yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Please don't, please don't, please don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;There's no need to complicate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cause our time is short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This is out fate, I'm yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Jason Mraz - I'm Yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-7289391061989026405?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/7289391061989026405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=7289391061989026405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/7289391061989026405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/7289391061989026405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-you-done-done-me-and-you-bet-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-8954164790317435127</id><published>2008-10-29T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:04:44.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;annoyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;frustrated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;fuck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-8954164790317435127?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/8954164790317435127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=8954164790317435127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/8954164790317435127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/8954164790317435127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2008/10/disappointed-annoyed-frustrated-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-8117737028339430647</id><published>2008-10-28T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:02:53.623-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A train of thought...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;funny..one minute you're laughing heartily..and the next you're crying your hearts out..ever encounter such a turmoil experience before? bet most ppl have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i guess that's life. "Life is like a rollercoaster" the ever popular, over-used phrase that we all hear occasionally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sometimes when you're feeling low, you feel as if you're all alone in this dark, unfair little world..BUT when you're feeling high, elated and happy, you feel as if you're the luckiest human being to ever walk on this planet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;funny..one minute you're extremely grateful..and the next you're feeling resentful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i guess that's what makes us human. We have flaws and faults and make stupid mistakes..but that's what make us human. We're not perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-8117737028339430647?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/8117737028339430647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=8117737028339430647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/8117737028339430647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/8117737028339430647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2008/10/funny.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-7300373173872626225</id><published>2008-08-08T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T14:00:12.527-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='080808 Happy National Day -- in advance'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;How old is Singapore?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;43&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday Singapore!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;43 yrs of independence....how lucky we are to live in this small, sunny little island...(although the living expenses here are getting more and more and more ridiculously EXPENSIVE) *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...am loving this new job. No unreasonable-moody-irritating-demanding bosses here. Everyone's been very sweet and nice. A new environment, new colleagues, new tasks...all in all, (cant believe im saying this...) i love my job! ahhh yess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old habit kicks in recently. (thanks to bestie). Been reading non-stop, during lunch, dinner, before going to bed and even at work! sheesh! Ever since i left sec sch, my reading days were pratically declining from 1 book per mnth to about 1 book for 6-7 mnths?? It took me THAT long to finish up a book! Last book i've read was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.annerice.com/Bookshelf-BloodGold.html"&gt;Blood and Gold &lt;/a&gt;by Anne Rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and that took me practially about 6 mnths to complete! *sigh* pathetic i know. However, ever since i got to know about &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/twilightseries.html"&gt;Twilight&lt;/a&gt; by Stephenie Meyer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, my reading speedometer increases. I was actually reading another book, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ravenhartbooks.com/secret.php"&gt;Vampire's Secret &lt;/a&gt;by Raven Hart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Bestie's book) when i came across Twilight. After reading the summary and watching the movie trailer (yes Hollywood has converted the book into a movie) my interest with Twilight increases. Didnt realised that reading Twilight brought back bittersweet memories of my days in sec sch. Oh how much i miss those days! (right bestie? *grin*) Anyway, i shall wait in pure AGONY until the movie arrives here (25122008).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone interested in Twilight or for other installments of her books can go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;Stephenie Meyer's official webpage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;(click on her name).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah did i mention dat this book is an International Bestseller? Go figure. Toodles! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-7300373173872626225?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/7300373173872626225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=7300373173872626225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/7300373173872626225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/7300373173872626225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-old-is-singapore-43-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-6628787303732537663</id><published>2008-01-07T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T00:22:14.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR! HAPPY 2008!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow! time sure pass by really really fast! without u knowing it, it's 2008! *whistle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 2007 highlights! -:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;23rd May 2007 - Graduation Day!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wohoo!! finally i've obtained a Diploma in Internet Computing and 23rd May 07 (which was a day after me birthday *grin*) marks a really special meaning for me. It's my graduation day! im soo..extremely proud of myself! (well the results wasn't that thrilling..can do better if more effort were put in *sigh*) anyway, i've managed to overcome all those obstacles which i've been through for the past 3 yrs..thanks to all my family and my friends!! i love u all!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;11th December 2007 - My Chemical Romance Concert -- The Max Pavillion @ Singapore Expo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A.M.A.Z.I.N.G!!!!!!! need i say more? my first concert ever! the most brilliant! amazing! superb! terrific! fantastic! marvelous! stupendous! concert i've ever seen in my 21 years of life!! the concert was rather short though...1 hr 30mins...it's simply not enough! i want more!! we want more!! come back guys!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hopefully they'll be back this yr...i shall hold on to what Gerard said.."We'll be back next yr!" (which meant this yr) *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh! on my previous entry..i did wrote down that some guys in the crowd started throwing balloons right before the concert...hmmm..from what i've read somewhere...it wasnt actually balloons...but condoms! sicko! *sigh* some ppl will do anything just for the sake of entertainment. oh well! adios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-6628787303732537663?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/6628787303732537663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=6628787303732537663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/6628787303732537663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/6628787303732537663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-happy-2008-wow-time-sure.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-8407851563739215893</id><published>2007-12-12T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T23:44:27.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE CONCERT -- 11 DECEMBER 2007 -- THE MAX PAVILLION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;@ SINGAPORE EXPO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;my goodness! i had a blast last night at the concert! seriously! best one ever! the guys give it their all and the performance was just awesome! brilliant! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;lemme recount back wat happened yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;took half-day leave. rush to bestie's home to get her camera (thank u sooooooo much!). went back, rest. got ready. leave hm at abt 5pm. got to Pavillion roughly abt 5.45pm. waited alone...yes im alone! my friend whom im supposed to meet had earlier join the queue and she was way up front. couldnt join here coz the place was quite pack. so yeah..in the end i queue alone. met 2 nice girls and had a chat with them. the waiting time wasnt so bad. the doors open at 7pm so i have only abt an hr plus of waiting time. while waiting, some of the crowds upfront started screaming their heads off as if the band has appeared. this happened a couple of times and it amuses me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;7pm. doors open. so we, us who got those special jumpers (and might i say there were tons of ppl who receive these jumpers...it pisses me off!) were allowed to enter the concert hall 1st. we had to stop at the counter for the security to check our belongings...no cameras allowed but mind u, i totally ignore them and shove bestie's camera inside me bag. *grin* once that was done, we made our way to the hall. there was already a big crowd gathered infront of the stage. i took my place in the center, about 10th row away frm the stage. not a bad spot except that there's 3 tall guys standing right infront of me. *sigh* the waiting time inside the hall was such a pain! i waited in pure agony for the concert to start. by 8.15, the crowd, including me was getting impatient. i got irritated when this dude infront of me kept fidgeting around. he cant stand still! kept on moving and turning, searching for someone at the back. felt like telling him off. but i restrain myself. anyway.. some guys tried to be funny by throwing several balloons up in the air. it was quite hilarious seeing those small balloons actually. helps to kill time. then at about 8.3o or so one of the roadie came out to check on the drum-set. upon seeing him, the crowd went wild. it was soo funny! then another 2 more roadie came out to check on the guitars and microphones and again the crowds went wild. hilarious. we did chant "MCR" but for like only a few seconds before it died off. then, finally after what seems like ages..the lights finally dimmed. everyone went extremely wild! ppl at the back were pushing forwards, crushing us upfront.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;9pm was when the concert begins. i was in awe, literally. my mouth was hanging open. astonished by the sight of Gerard, Mikey, Frank and Ray. Bob wasnt there though, still nursing his injured wrist i guess. the scene was amazing! still fresh in my mind. the opening song was "This is How I Disappear". Everyone was jumping along with the song..including mua *grin* however, at the start of the concert, the crowd was uncontrollable. ppl kept on pushing each other up to the point where i almost fell and trampled over this poor girl. her friend told me that i was stepping on her and i apologised for i could not even get up. after 2 songs, Gerard had to stop and told us to listen to what he had to say. &lt;strong&gt;"I dont care how fucking crazy you guys are but please help those around you"&lt;/strong&gt; well he said something like that. He kept on cursing throughout the night. the crowd did tame abit after he made that comment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i honestly have no idea how many songs the played yesterday. let me try to recount:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1. This is How I Disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2. Im Not Okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3. Helena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;4. Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5. Teenagers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;6. Cancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;7. Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;8. Welcome to the Black Parade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;9. Desert Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;10. Famous Last Words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hmm...there might be a couple more songs but i seriously cant remember. after "Welcome to the Black Parade" Gerard bid us goodbye. The whole crowd started chanting "Encore! Encore!" well obviously the guys came back and sang 2 more songs, closing with "Famous Last Words". upon that song, the crowd went wild again! *sigh* it was terrible! damn it ppl! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;in between those performance, Ray lit up his ciggies and continue rocking on the guitar and on one of the slower song, Frank lit up a lighter and wave it in the air..and Mikey, well he look damn fine with that long hair of his, rockin on his bass. *swoon* Gerard was being himself, cursing and screaming, shaking his hips and whatnot. A.M.A.Z.I.N.G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;all in all it was a FANTASTIC, AMAZING, BRILLIANT 1 and half hour concert ever! it just seems surreal to me up till this point. i still feel like i was watching a huge, gigantical screen of the band performing, but judging from all those pics and vidz that i took, it was all real! worth my money! it'll be even better if those lunatics could control themselves instead of shoving and pushing ppl who are trying to enjoy the concert as much as possible. assholes! but it's to be expected at a rock concert. *sigh* aite..im out&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-8407851563739215893?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/8407851563739215893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=8407851563739215893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/8407851563739215893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/8407851563739215893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-chemical-romance-concert-11-december.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-7250003584196677247</id><published>2007-11-28T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T18:56:50.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somehow dis week has been an emotional breakdown for me. Not goin to elaborate more. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, while i was goin through my book shelves, i found my journal which i did for a project during my 2nd year in TP. Reading that brings back bitter-sweet memories. Memories which make me wish i could turn back time and experience it all over again. Especially those precious moments i had with my dad. i miss him. miss him so so so very much! not one day that pass by that i did not think of him. though it's been almost 2 yrs but the memories of him is still fresh in my mind. he's a very loving and doting father, very kind, very understanding, a well-respectable man whom many admire, a joker in the family, the man whom pamper me endlessly, the man who loves his family endlessly and will do whatever it takes to protect us. to me, no one can ever take his place. my dad, he's a unique person. he's special. he will not fade in my mind. not now. not ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Al-fatihah to Haji Mohamad B Haji Md Zin.&lt;br /&gt;Semoga Allah memcucuri rohnya. Amin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-7250003584196677247?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/7250003584196677247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=7250003584196677247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/7250003584196677247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/7250003584196677247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2007/11/somehow-dis-week-has-been-emotional.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-4673911481416364798</id><published>2007-11-16T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T01:12:56.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;im thinking of something to write here but my mind is blank. i think its coz today's Friday and im still in the office. the mood to work is long gone follow by the mood to slack off. *sigh* im tired. my bloody dry eyes r darn irritating. im damn cold. i just wanna go home. another 30 mins more to go. *sigh* k im done. yay. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-4673911481416364798?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/4673911481416364798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=4673911481416364798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/4673911481416364798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/4673911481416364798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-thinking-of-something-to-write-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-3289441788759233135</id><published>2007-10-19T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T01:59:36.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Alritey now..after a few mnths of hiatus finally im back! not dat any1 cares..*sigh* Anyway..im only updating this blog out of pure BOREDOM!! Right! im at work now..where? somewhere in bugis..at a lawfirm..which name i dun wanna mention..hahahaha..and also im updating this coz someone *cough*ima*cough* has asked me to update mine while hers i think..has collected tons and tons of dust, not to mention spiderwebs somewhere..*sigh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;nothing to do...nothing to do..counting down till lunch time..*sigh* hopefully by then time will pass by much faster..good thing it's friday today..TGIF!!! 2 days of waking up late! hurray! but i doubt i can sleep in late dis weekend..gotta wake up early..clean the hse..get ready for raya outings wif family..(hey no complains bout that!) oh yeah! speaking of raya..wanna wish all my frens, and whoever reading this a SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI! maaf zahir dan batin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;time check: 12.25pm..20 more mins till lunch time *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;k peeps..i have nothing more to say. that'll be all. thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-3289441788759233135?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/3289441788759233135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=3289441788759233135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/3289441788759233135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/3289441788759233135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2007/10/alritey-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-8306885954001574734</id><published>2007-07-15T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T02:56:31.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Currently Listening: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm Shaking - Rooney&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had a great time chilling out with my old frens frm pri sch yesterday. meeting time was at 6pm..but miss-forever-am-late here reached cityhall at 6.20pm...muahahaha..k im soo bad! well at least im not the last one to arrived ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so once faizah arrived we went off for dinner...BUT before we went off to eat, i suggested that we should watch a movie..to be exact harry potter...BUT faizah suggested that i MUST watch Transformers which she define as 'THE MOVIE' of the yr! hahahahaha..well apparently the other 2 ladies have already watched transformers and they said it was A.W.E.S.O.M.E..ok me being the odd one out gave in. soooo...delaying our dinner for abit we went to Gv to catch out the timings..BUT..to my dismay..both transformers and harry potter tix were sold out! :( man was i dissapointed! we checked at other outlets but the only timing left was at 10pm..*sigh* sooo..feeling slightly dejected we went off to eat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after dinner..we went out frm marina square and guess wat i saw?......i saw fireworks!! *whooppie!!* at last! ive been waiting to catch the sight of fireworks since my last outing with my poly mates! hahaha..(well according to someone..*cough-ima-cough*they will be previewing fireworks later that nite..and sooo..we sat at esplanade and waited..and waited..and waited till 9.30pm but there's not a single fireworks in sight! hahaha thanx ya ima! *winks*) rite..back to yesterday..man the fireworks was exceptional!! brilliant!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after the fireworks, ummairah suggested we sat at the same spot we saw the fireworks..and so we did. we sat at a corner and just reminisce about our primary sch life. how naive and childish we were bck than n how much we've changed. im really glad i got to spent some quality time with my primary sch mates..the fact that we still keep in touch with each other makes me really happy :D hey girls..hope to cya all soon! you guys still have to drag me go watch transformers! lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aite! i'll end my post for now. sayonara!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-8306885954001574734?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/8306885954001574734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=8306885954001574734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/8306885954001574734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/8306885954001574734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2007/07/currently-listening-im-shaking-rooney-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-5657818774200442729</id><published>2007-06-28T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T01:58:09.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This Time Imperfect - AFI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cannot leave here. I cannot stay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forever hunted, more than afraid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asphyxiate on words I would say.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm drawn to a blackened sky as I turn blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are no flowers, no, not this time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There will be no angles gracing the lines, just these stark words i find.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd show a smile but im too weak.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd share with you, could i only speak, just how much this hurts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cannot stay here. I cannot leave.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just like all i loved, I'm make believe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Imagined heart, I disappear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seems no one will appear here and make me real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll tell you how it haunts me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuts through my day and sinks into my dreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You don't care that it haunts me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;one of my fav songs from afi...enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-5657818774200442729?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/5657818774200442729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=5657818774200442729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/5657818774200442729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/5657818774200442729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-time-imperfect-afi-i-cannot-leave.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-4372017064782482175</id><published>2007-05-23T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T12:05:03.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's 2.39am now and im still up. today's my graduation ceremony...cant wait for dat! yesterday was moi bufday..happy belated bufday to me! got a very cute, adorable pressie frm mum, sis n bro..and a very pretty, yummylicious tree frm me dearest bestfren, syaf! also my uncle frm england managed to sent me a bufday card right on the day itself! thank u sooooooooooo much guys for the presents! i really love! love! love! it! and thanks to everyone who wished me! :D speaking of wishes, i received an unexpected bufday greeting frm a certain someone whom i never heard frm for a very long time. i never received bufday wishes from him for the past 7 years that we've known each other...till recently...hmm..i guess being 21 is an important ordeal in everyone's life..nonetheless thank you! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well...had a pretty gd weekend last sunday...went to Bukit Timah to hike wif syaf and her parents...it was great! love it! (cant wait for the cycling trip to ubin dis coming june!) we went to Botanic garden soon after dat (for lunch) and i have to say, the place is b.e.a.u.t.i.f.u.l! its been a loooong time since ive last went there...so much has changed! its a nice, peaceful place fill with colourful flowers and beatiful landscape. i love it there! a nice place to relax and chill...hey buddy..lemme knoe if you're going there again aite! ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;man oh man...its 3am now...time for me to hit the sack! will write again wen im in the mood...till then adios! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-4372017064782482175?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/4372017064782482175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=4372017064782482175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/4372017064782482175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/4372017064782482175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-8859284290388477882</id><published>2007-05-05T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T09:23:00.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ahhh...isnt it nostalgic to listen back to all those casette tapes which are full of old songs that you've recorded while doing your homework during your precious secondary school days...rite now im listening to my special angel by....??? sori cant recall whose the singer was...but its a very pleasant song...calm and sweeet...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh hey hey hey! what do ya knoe...ac milan kick manU arse!! weeeeeeee! eat that you manU fans!! what i tell ya...ac will def win! 5-3 baby!! so now...the finals...ac milan vs liverpool...oooo...me against me bro...tis will be interesting...should i go over to my bro's house and watch it with him? hmmm....im considering...BUT it'll prob be in the early morn...i dun wanna sleep over there...haizzzz...troublesome if one do not have sports channel...dammit! oh well..i'll think over it...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my prediction? duh! of course ac WILL win! they better!! with kaka, pirlo, maldini, nesta, lil gattuso...they're unstoppable! though liverpool fans will def disagree with me...wth! oh well...i'll stop here for now...ciao!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff33;"&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/14754672-8859284290388477882?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/8859284290388477882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=8859284290388477882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/8859284290388477882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/8859284290388477882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2007/05/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-8289944619106905327</id><published>2007-04-25T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T09:05:59.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff00;"&gt;1stly...FORZA NERAZZURRI!!! my Inter Milan has officially won the Scudetto...though there's still a couple of matches left...they truly deserved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2ndly...damn dat ManU!! and damn dat AC Milan for not holding their ground to obtain a draw! i was really hoping dat AC will trash ManU for gd...BUT...AC could not deliver the result! well cant really blame them...what with lil Gattuso being injured halfway through the match...man...how i wish i could watch that match!! i sooooooo really wanna watch it! hopefully AC will be able to trash ManU in this coming 2nd leg and they'll show the finals at channel 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok peeps..i'll stop here...midnite mania starting...toodles!&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/14754672-8289944619106905327?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/8289944619106905327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=8289944619106905327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/8289944619106905327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/8289944619106905327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2007/04/1stly.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-2042385161698751283</id><published>2007-04-20T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T07:46:14.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Don't ya just love beetlejuice...micheal keaton if im not mistaken..and winona ryder...luv the movie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it seems that disasters and tragedies will never seize to end...tsunami...hurricanes...earthquake...and now...just a few days ago a brutal tragedy has befallen the folks in Virginia...the massacre of over 3o students in Virginia Tech University...wats worst is that the killer was Asian! my god! how sick and psycho can u be to kill ur own fellow students just coz u dun fit in well in that school. it really gives me the creeps thinking about how the killer plan out his execution...locking the doors...trapping students inside the building...entered the classroom, pulled the trigger and fired aimlessly at the students...heesh! it's like hollywood movie comes to live. freaking gruesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;though i know not a single soul there but i offer my deepest condolences to all of the students in Virginia Tech University who are deeply affected by this nasty massacre.&lt;/span&gt;&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/14754672-2042385161698751283?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/2042385161698751283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=2042385161698751283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/2042385161698751283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/2042385161698751283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2007/04/dont-ya-just-love-beetlejuice.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-8831561711815970036</id><published>2007-04-14T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T08:53:37.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;work start at 9am today...ends at 4pm...the day went by quite dully...the newpaper and storybook were my only companion...speaking of storybook...i've just bought myself a new book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;after such a looooooong time of book drought, i've finally purchased a new book which i've wanted for the past few mnths! well i saw this book &lt;strong&gt;Dark Demon&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Christine Feehan&lt;/em&gt; a few mnths back at Page One - Vivocity, but i didnt bought it...coz basically i was broke. then last tuesday, i finally get my hands on that book! boy oh boy! the book is great! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;aite...back to 2day's story...after work..went to NUH to visit me grandma..she just had her operation yesterday and she's doing fine now :)...anyway as i sat next to her, i saw a black helmet and a pair of gloves on her bed. asked her who it belongs to and she told me that it belongs to my dearest cousin whom i had not seen for many years! hearing his name i was sooooo darn excited to see him! i've not seen him for like wat...7-8 yrs??? me and him used to be close when i was a kid..so close that he's like an older brother to me...we used to play together all the time...but when i was like 12 or so n him 18..he suddenly disappeared...just like that...heard the news from his mom that he's been offered a good job and went overseas. later i learnt that he's a diver and does engineering stuff underneath the sea...pretty neat huh...i was really really happy to see him after all these years...he looks pretty much the same..if not taller...we chatted...catch up on things...he's leaving tomorro for Sarawak..dunno when he'll be back...hey cuz! wish ya all the best! come back home soon aite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-8831561711815970036?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/8831561711815970036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=8831561711815970036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/8831561711815970036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/8831561711815970036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2007/04/work-start-at-9am-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-117640200803525082</id><published>2007-04-13T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T12:22:50.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;im back! rite! after such a long hiatus i've decided to update me blog...not that much ppl is readin this particular blog (which suits me fine)...anyway...it's 1.28am here...been working my butts off these past 6 days (well...sitting down, ticking names aint that tiresome...but the long journey is damn exhausting!) and finally today is my dayoff ! i've no complaints bout my temp job..the pay is darn gd! and the view is quite entertaining too ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...the reason i'm working right now is not coz im on school holiday...no no no...as of right now...me...mua...have officially graduated from Temasek Polytechnic with a Diploma of Internet Computing! congrats to me! still couldnt believe it though...seems surreal to me..oh and congrats to my girl pals (Ira, Ima, Dira...we did it girls!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's been quite...well...i wouldnt say hectic coz all i did was rot at home for the most part before obtaining this p/t job...been slowly serveying the job options that are available on the net...and i did applied for some...no news yet...sigh...will search for more later in the afternoon...as for now think i'll hit the sack...was thinking of getting up at 4.30am...for wat? no not soccer (wish i still have my sports channel..haizzz) well im like soooooo addicted with the movie &lt;strong&gt;Pride and Prejudice&lt;/strong&gt;. ever since i watched it last week i cant stop watching it! thanx syaf for lending me the dvd! ure the best! ;) im so intrigued by Mr Darcy...such a charming man! and i love to hear their old-british accent...and also the way they greet each other...women will curtsy towards the men while men...or rather gentlemen will bow down towards the women...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those old days were full of gentlemen...do i considered men now to be gentlemen? no way! most men now cant even be trusted! most men are 2-faced...they'll be all sweet and loving and caring in the beginning...but once ure married...thats it. they'll show you their true colours...and when they're sick of you...they're find someone else...chuck you at the side and leave you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok..i'll better stop here before i ramble on...will update again when im in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ps: im soooo dissapointed with Roma! why the hell did they let that freaking manU defeated them 7-1 (agg 8-3)??? why Roma?? why?? milan better knock manU out of champions league!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pss: (to a certain someone) im sorry if ive hurt or caused you pain...didnt mean to...ure a good friend and i hope this will not affect our friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-117640200803525082?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14754672.post-115721800733687059</id><published>2006-09-03T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T10:35:29.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;time check: 12.44am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;mood: sleepy/bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;since there's 2 ppl now who have tagged me (dunno y) and since im bloody bored mite as well i ans these qns......rite here goes.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Where do you live?&lt;strong&gt; Singapore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Latest addiction?&lt;strong&gt; Samurai X..luuurvee dat anime!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Song that you're listening right now? &lt;strong&gt;AFI latest album: DecemberUnderground..kickass man!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What are you doing right now?&lt;strong&gt; doing this stupid tag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Who was the last person you went out to eat with?&lt;strong&gt; dearest mother, brother and aunt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;If you were a toy, what would you be?&lt;strong&gt; i wanna be a barbie doll! sooooooo pweeety! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Where would you want to go on your honeymoon?&lt;strong&gt; Venice!! oh wait..Milan-San Siro Stadium! no no..Paris!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What's your ringtone?&lt;strong&gt; All That I've Got - The Used&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What do you think a toblerone is?&lt;strong&gt; chocolate...duh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What are you wearing right now?&lt;strong&gt; tp orientaion t-shirt and shorts..my pajamas! comfy comfy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Do you wear contacts?&lt;strong&gt; yep..not now though&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What was the best advice ever given to you?&lt;strong&gt; hmmm..perhaps 'patience is a virtue' by my gd ol fren&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Can you drive?&lt;strong&gt; no..quite learning halfway..(idiot!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What are your plans?&lt;strong&gt; after this? hmm..watch samurai x..den sleep..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Favourite Film?&lt;strong&gt; it has to be LOTR w/o a doubt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Do you like to dance?&lt;strong&gt; not really..i cant even dance if my life depends on it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Are you too shy to ask anyone out?&lt;strong&gt; YES..way..way..WAY SHY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Worst feeling in the world?&lt;strong&gt; losing the ppl whom i love..seriously..thats the worst feelings a person cud ever feel!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Worst sound?&lt;strong&gt; the ringing of telephone in the middle of the nite while ur sleeping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What's the first thing you do when you wake up?&lt;strong&gt; think wat shud i do today..which always leads to the normal routine..housework..tv..yada yada yada...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Roller coaster, scary or exciting?&lt;strong&gt; e.x.c.i.t.i.n.g.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;How many times do you let the phone ring before you answer it?&lt;strong&gt; how the hell shud i knoe..geez who counts them!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Is the glass half full or half empty? &lt;strong&gt;isnt that the same meaning??....wateva&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Your best physical feature?&lt;strong&gt; hmmm...my eyes?? i dunno!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Milk or white chocolate?&lt;strong&gt; both r nice..but can i choose dark chocs? hmm..yummmmy!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Day or Night?&lt;strong&gt; nite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Summer or winter?&lt;strong&gt; hmm..i havent experience winter b4..but i heard that winter is a pretty bleak season..so i would go for summer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Cake or pie?&lt;strong&gt; both r yummylicious!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Diamonds or pearls?&lt;strong&gt; diamonds &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Sunrise or sunset?&lt;strong&gt; both are beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Have you ever broken a bone?&lt;strong&gt; err...dun think so..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You hate people who are?&lt;strong&gt; hypocrite..backstabber..liar(i loath liars!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Do you believe in fighting?&lt;strong&gt; yes..fight for wat u believe in!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What skill do you wish you had?&lt;strong&gt; to have all the necessary skills which can help me get a gd job which i love to be in!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Where are your favourite places?&lt;strong&gt; in my room..on my comfy comfy bed with the air-con switch on..like rite now! ahh..wat a blisss....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Who sent you last sms?&lt;strong&gt; me dearest brother&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Last sms you sent to?&lt;strong&gt; same..me bro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Last person you talked on the phone?&lt;strong&gt; me bro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Last Person whom you chatted with last night?&lt;strong&gt; aiyo..memory short-term..cant remember&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Last photos you took with friends?&lt;strong&gt; 4 days ago..at Pacific Plaza..in the toilet..go figure!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;any plans of going out?&lt;strong&gt; as in 2moro? no...monday? yes!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What would you do after answering this bulletin?&lt;strong&gt; watch me fav anime! samurai x! Hittokiri Battousai!! Kenshin Himura the Manslayer! kk..im off now...ciao!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-115721800733687059?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/115721800733687059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=115721800733687059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/115721800733687059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/115721800733687059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2006/09/time-check-12.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-115252066025709381</id><published>2006-07-10T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T01:37:40.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FORZA AZZURRI!!! FORZA ITALIA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Cup Germany 2006 Champion goes to............................&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ITALY!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT LAST!!! Italy has won the FIFA World Cup Germany 2006!!! About time guys! Im really..truly..estatic when &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Italy&lt;/span&gt; won the world cup.  it's their 4th time winnning the trophy(1 trophy less than Brazil) and they truly deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok..i know im not Italian nor do i live there but that doesnt mean i cant be drunk with happiness..i've been watching Italian serie A for the past 3 years(well when i used to have cable sports channel that is..) and naturally, when it comes to this world cup..the only team im rooting for is none other than the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AZZURRI&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im abit worried though of how this italian team would perform..what with all those scandals back home..but im very pleased to see them play well..they've kept on improving match after match and my favourites match to watch are when &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Italy&lt;/span&gt; play against Germany. man that was one hell of a game. the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Azzurri&lt;/span&gt; were superb! they kept on attacking during the 1st half..(though they did play lotsa defence during the 2nd half of the match) but you can c them lashing out at Germany during the extra time and those last min 2 goals were sooo brilliant and breathtaking!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Andrea&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pirlo&lt;/span&gt;..one of my fav players..was damn brilliant and it's coz of him that Grosso found the net..killing Germany's chances of goin thru the finals. Del Piero crash all German's hope by scoring that 2nd goal and Italy's were thru to Berlin! BERLIN BERLIN HERE WE COME!! (luv dat phrase)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALS: ITALY VS FRANCE&lt;br /&gt;it's been worth my time waking up at 1.30am..watching the finals. honestly..i've been very nervous and anxious while watching that game and my heart almost stop when the ref gave france the penalty..Zidane's penalty kick was a real teaser..kick the ball..hit the post..enter the net and bounce back..urgh! luckily Materazzi gave &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Italy&lt;/span&gt; the equaliser..again thanx to the fabulous &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pirlo's&lt;/span&gt; corner kick! i have to admit France seems more aggressive and stronger and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Italy&lt;/span&gt; kept on defending their fortress..making a few attack here and there..it's a pity Zidane lose his nerve and head-butted Materazzi..he was awarded a red card for that..poor Zizou..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..those last penalty kept me wide awake..it was nervewrecking watching them taking those penalties and Buffon, the world-class goalkeeper, could not even stop a single goal..LUCKILY Trezeguet missed the chances of scoring and once Grosso kick that last ball into the net, i almost leap out and screamed silently(it was at 5am in the morn!)! Out of pure joy! Pure happiness! you can clearly c how tense their captain(&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cannavaro&lt;/span&gt;) is when his team-mates each took a penalty..&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pirlo&lt;/span&gt; was hugging &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cannavaro&lt;/span&gt; and with each goal..&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Canna&lt;/span&gt; did not move..did not celebrate unlike the rest of his team mates..that wasnt until Grosso finally found the net that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Canna&lt;/span&gt; leapt out and ran around the pitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well done guys! well done! Finally they've silence all those critics by winning the world cup! their 4th World Cup! everyone..each individual in the team should be congratulated but to me..the most excellent players in the team have been &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fabio Cannavaro&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Andrea Pirlo&lt;/span&gt;! My two fav players in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Italy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a really fun time watching this 2006 World Cup! hopefully &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Italy&lt;/span&gt; can continue this success in the upcoming tournament! i wonder who will then be captain after &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cannavaro's&lt;/span&gt; retire..hmm...guess we'll have to find out later. till then....ciao!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-115252066025709381?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/115252066025709381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=115252066025709381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/115252066025709381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/115252066025709381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2006/07/forza-azzurri-forza-italia-world-cup.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-115164052092726347</id><published>2006-06-29T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T21:11:47.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mood: chill (abit annoyed wif the comp speed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to Lostprophets latest songs from mtvasia..am definately buying that cd..awesome songs! check them out if u havent heard of them..speaking of cd..i've list out tons of cds which i need to get my hands on..some of which are COMPULSARY to buy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking Back Sunday&lt;br /&gt;AFI&lt;br /&gt;The Academy Is..&lt;br /&gt;Avenged Sevenfold&lt;br /&gt;Head Automatica&lt;br /&gt;HIM&lt;br /&gt;From First To Last&lt;br /&gt;Lacuna Coil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea yea..i knoe some of these cds are released a few years back but hey..i just discovered them..thanx to my extra time at work surfing around finding gd bands that are worth listening to while killing time or doing my work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizz..lookin at all those cds make me wish that i have some extra $$ to burn..soo many cds so little $$..wateva..i'll make sure i'll get those cds eventually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;World Cup fever is on! yeeesssssaaaaa! been trying my best to watch some of those matches live..unfort..most of the gd match starts at 3am! if only im having my term break now..wateva..at least i get to watch most of Italy's game. FORZA AZZURRI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i support the Azzurri, however im quite disappointed with the team. granted they have a massive problem back home but come on! they need to put all their problems behind and just concentrate on each game. they have not played well and the last match against the Socceroos was atrocious! they win out of pure LUCK. the referee was blind enuf to award the italians with a penalty after Grosso was apparently 'brought' down by one of the ozzy's player. but wen u look at the replay closely..it was actually Grosso who fell down by himself..wateva..the italians were really lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt watch how they played against Ghana but acc to all the news and report i've read it seems that they played well. im hoping that they'll show the same enthusiasm and skill level as they did with Ghana against Ukraine 2moro morn..they HAVE to WIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! wat a long passage..anyways..i'll stop here for now..i'll write more wen i feel like it..soooo in the meantime adios peeps! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-115164052092726347?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/115164052092726347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=115164052092726347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/115164052092726347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/115164052092726347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2006/06/mood-chill-abit-annoyed-wif-comp-speed.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-114555237506258554</id><published>2006-04-21T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T10:04:20.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;it's been quite some time since i'v last wrote in..honestly im too lazy to update this blog..but for the past few weeks, something has been bothering me..or rather my mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;it seems that the world is ending. too much destruction and killing is happening now. when u read the newspaper or even watch the news everyday, there'll be at least one news regarding ppl dying (either from diseases, murdered or perished due to natural disasters)..it seems that our population kept on decreasing and decreasing wif the amnts of death happening everyday..and in vast amnt mind u..i wonder when will all these tragedy and killings will end..only god knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;nxt off..im really disgusted..i repeat..&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DISGUSTED&lt;/span&gt; when i read the news about ppl raping their own flesh and blood! i mean how sick can u be?? these ppl r wat i call animals..no &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEASTS!&lt;/span&gt; they should not go to jail..jail sentences are too lenient..24 strokes of cane are still not enough..they should be tied..and hot stones, directly from fire should be thrown at them till they &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DIE!! DIE U ASSHOLES N BURN IN HELL!!&lt;/span&gt; now THOSE ppl we should get rid off..not the innocents..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-114555237506258554?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/114555237506258554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=114555237506258554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/114555237506258554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/114555237506258554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-been-quite-some-time-since-iv-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-113008172382392601</id><published>2005-10-23T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T08:35:23.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i weep..silent tears fall down in the middle of the night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i weep..out of pure misery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i weep..letting out the pure frustration out of my aching heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i weep..feeling guilty as i have never feel before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i weep..as i welcome the darkness surround&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i weep..and weep..and weep..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and weep for my fucking confusing soul!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-113008172382392601?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/113008172382392601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=113008172382392601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/113008172382392601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/113008172382392601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-weep.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-112974518837615135</id><published>2005-10-20T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T11:06:28.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ghost Of You - My Chemical Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I never said i'd lie in wait forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;If I died we'd be together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I can't always just forget her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;But she could try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;At the end of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Or the last thing I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;You are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Never coming home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Never coming home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Could I? Should I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;And all the things that you never ever told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;And all the smiles that are ever ever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ever..Get the feeling that you're never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;All alone and I remember now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;At the top of my lungs in my arms she dies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;She dies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;At the end of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Or the last thing I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;You are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Never coming home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Never coming home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Could I? Should I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;And all the things that you never ever told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Never coming home Never coming home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Could I? Should I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;For all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;If I fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;If I fall (down)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..wat can i say..i just L.O.V.E this band! they totally rock man! /m\ the album Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge is bloody good i tell ya..go get it!! it's worth your money! ;) oh yeah..check out the vidz to this song..it's fucking awesome!! too bad someone had to die in that vidz..heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-112974518837615135?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/112974518837615135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=112974518837615135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112974518837615135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112974518837615135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2005/10/ghost-of-you-my-chemical-romance-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-112953971540727497</id><published>2005-10-17T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T02:06:25.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything You Want - Vertical Horizon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Somewhere there's speaking&lt;br /&gt;It's already coming in&lt;br /&gt;Oh and it's rising at the back of your mind&lt;br /&gt;You never could get it&lt;br /&gt;Unless you were fed it&lt;br /&gt;Now you're here and you don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But under skinned knees and the skid marks&lt;br /&gt;Past the places where you used to learn&lt;br /&gt;You howl and listen&lt;br /&gt;Listen and wait for the&lt;br /&gt;Echoes of angels who won't return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He's everything you want&lt;br /&gt;He's everything you need&lt;br /&gt;He's everything inside of you&lt;br /&gt;That you wish you could be&lt;br /&gt;He says all the right things&lt;br /&gt;At exactly the right time&lt;br /&gt;But he means nothing to you&lt;br /&gt;And you don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're waiting for someone&lt;br /&gt;To put you together&lt;br /&gt;You're waiting for someone to push you away&lt;br /&gt;There's always another wound to discover&lt;br /&gt;There's always something more you wish he'd say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you'll just tight&lt;br /&gt;And watch it unwind&lt;br /&gt;It's only what you're asking for&lt;br /&gt;And you'll be just fine&lt;br /&gt;With all of your time&lt;br /&gt;It's only what you're waiting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the island&lt;br /&gt;Into the highway&lt;br /&gt;Past the places where you might have turned&lt;br /&gt;You never did notice&lt;br /&gt;But you still hide away&lt;br /&gt;The anger of angels who won't return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-112953971540727497?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/112953971540727497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=112953971540727497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112953971540727497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112953971540727497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2005/10/everything-you-want-vertical-horizon.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-112890082878404760</id><published>2005-10-10T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T16:33:48.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;waking up early in the morning, we're supposed to feel fresh and start a day with a smile..but wen i woke up this morning and after taking my early breakfast(fasting month now), i felt sad. y? coz rite on the front cover of the newspaper, there's a picture of ppl, carrying dead bodies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;another hugh earthquake had occured in india and pakistan..kashmir if im not mistaken. thousands ppl are dead and i think another thousands, cud be close to a million lost their homes. another tragedy has yet again strike another country. wat is more pitiful is that most of these ppl are poor. a victim is quoted of saying "yesterday, we have homes to live in but now, our homes are gone" isnt that heart wrenching? im glad that many countries take immediate actions to help these countries out. counrties are uniting together to provide help and medical aid to these unfortunate countries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;with all these tragedies happening to the world nowadays, one should take a step back and think about wat has happened. everything u own and have could be taken away just like that..without any warning. so appriciate wat u have and always try and help others who's in need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;let us all pray that all these natural disaster will stop and that we can all live peacefully togther like we used to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-112890082878404760?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/112890082878404760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=112890082878404760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112890082878404760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112890082878404760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2005/10/waking-up-early-in-morning-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-112818415773929054</id><published>2005-10-02T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T09:29:17.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;well, most girls will go crazy wen they saw pics of prince william or prince harry on the newspaper or magazine.  i wonder how they'll react if they see prince andrea and prince pierre's pics..to me..these prince of Monaco are way..way better looking than william and harry. dun believe me..just search for Andrea and Pierre Casiraghi's&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;pics. they're hot man! (swoon!) hahaha ;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-112818415773929054?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/112818415773929054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=112818415773929054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112818415773929054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112818415773929054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2005/10/well-most-girls-will-go-crazy-wen-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-112766908623930168</id><published>2005-09-26T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T10:24:46.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;disappointed..sad..numb..imagine having all those feelings at the same time. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;disappointed. wif who? someone close to you. whom u know for a long time.  y? coz he/she let u down. u expect them to be this way but as it turn out, they're different then who u think they are. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sad. y? coz one of ur family member are sick. just seeing them being sick and ill makes ur heart sore..it makes u depress not being able to help them. but i guess all u can do is pray. pray everyday that this person will get better. never give up hope. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;numb. y numb? well wen u're feeling damn tired and ur brain cud not function plus u receive bad news that u did not ecxpect..well basically ur whole emotions and feelings grew cold and numb. u feel nothing. neither sad nor angry. ur like a walking zombie/robot. u cant let the tears of frustration out from ur eyes..it's frozen..refuse to fall..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wtf! this conclude tonite's entry. gdnite folks.  &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/14754672-112766908623930168?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/112766908623930168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=112766908623930168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112766908623930168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112766908623930168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2005/09/disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-112758374950718063</id><published>2005-09-25T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T10:42:29.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Katrina..Rita..Nabi..hmmm..wat else? well cant remember the rest but these r the famouse name which we often heard nowadays. wat am i talking about? well unless ur an alien, im toking bout those hurricanes which are causing destruction and chaos in america and japan..just flip to any newspaper here and u can c articles about those hurricanes..sad but true..the world is ending..wen? only god knows. all we can do is to be prepared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;hmm..ramadhan's coming..a mnth full of perseverance to many stuff, not just eating and drinking...looking forward for this coming 2 mnths..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;hmm..well running out of ideas of wat to write so guess this blog ends here tonite..adios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-112758374950718063?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/112758374950718063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=112758374950718063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112758374950718063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112758374950718063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2005/09/katrina.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-112740763123511964</id><published>2005-09-23T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T16:36:06.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;just love Billie's voice..his voice is really unique/nice..anyway..watching green days live performance now and as usual..it was greeaat! awesome! very energetic! too bad they didnt perform When I Come Around and Time of Your Life(those are my ol time favs!) anyway..just wanna publish this lyrics by GC..njoy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The World Is Black - Good Charlotte&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Turn on channel seven at a quarter to eight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You see the same damn thing it's just a different day and&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No one really knows why this is happening&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But it's happening&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And everywhere you go it's just a different place&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You get the same dark feeling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See the same sad faces&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No one really cares that this is happening&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We come into this world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And we all are the same&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In that moment there's no one to blame&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But the world is black&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And hearts are cold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And there's no hope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's what we're told&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And we can't go back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It won't be the same&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forever changed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By the things we've seen, seen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Living in this place it's always been this way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's no one doing nothing so there's nothing changed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I can't live when this world just keeps dying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's dying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People always tell me this is part of the plan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That God's got everybody in His hands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I can only pray that God is listening&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is He listening?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We're living in this world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Growing colder everyday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing can stay perfect now I see&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;ps: gd luck for the results girls!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&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/14754672-112740763123511964?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/112740763123511964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=112740763123511964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112740763123511964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112740763123511964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-love-billies-voice.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-112731678899516443</id><published>2005-09-21T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T08:43:01.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Top news: J.D. FORTUNE has finally prove himself worthy to lead inxs in their upcoming tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yessss! J.D. has won the competition! wohhoooooo! well..i was hoping Marty will win it but then i can c y inxs chose J.D. he's more involved wif the band..i mean while performing, he will like interact wif the band while Marty, well he'll just do his own stuff, entertaining the crowd wherelse there is less chemistry on stage wif the band..(well that's my opinion anyway) MiG Ayeeeesaaaa...haha..i like the sound of that..MiG Ayesa..well i think he knows the outcome wen inxs were to eliminate one out of the 3..i can c it on his face..slightly dejected..oh well..its nice to c jordis and sweet suzie mcneil on stage again..haha 'sweeeet suzie mcneil' dave loves to call her that..and he did call her that again wen brooke introduce each contestants once again on stage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah..talking about the stage..im really..truly..madly..in love with the house band lead guitarist!!! wohoooooo! he rocks man!! the way he plays the guitar..my goodness! it was bloody A.W.E.S.O.M.E!! haha..kk..i know i use that word lots of time here but oh well..who cares..that guy is just amazing! i get goosebumps when i hear the sound of that guitar..electric guitar mind u..he plays his ass out! i was totally blown away!(k im overreacting here..heh) but seriously..the whole house band ROCKS!! /m\ congrats to J.D. once again..he deserve it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well that conculdes tonite's entry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-112731678899516443?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/112731678899516443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=112731678899516443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112731678899516443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112731678899516443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2005/09/top-news-j.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-112723880238170521</id><published>2005-09-21T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T10:53:23.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmmm..i made a mistake wen i said that the bravery's lead guitarist is married. well actually i assumed that he's married coz i thought i saw him wearing a ring on his wedding finger(is there such a term as wedding finger??) my bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways..hmm..wat to say..ahh..result in a couple of days..am i nervous? hell yes!! been slacking all the way last terms..oh well..no use thinking bout it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the final result for rockstar:inxs will be out 2molo morning..gotta watch it..it starts at 9.30am..so that means that i have to wake up early..and time check..its 1.45am now! cant sleep. am bored to death. nothing to do. everyone at home is asleep. the only things that acc me are my tv and my frens at msn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap! there's no good vidz at mtv now! urgh!! am actually waiting for mcr's new vidz..Ghost of You..saw a glimpse of it at trl just now and im dying to watch it! net speed sux so thats y im not d/l the vidz via net..dammit! ah wateva! life's dull now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-112723880238170521?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/112723880238170521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=112723880238170521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112723880238170521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112723880238170521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2005/09/hmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-112680505994583618</id><published>2005-09-16T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T10:24:19.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;time check...2 minutes till 1am..and here i am blogging away..watching mtv live: the bravery..damn they're gd man..up till now i didnt realised that the lead guitarist is a lefty..he's damn talented! and not to mention H.O.T. muahahahaha...but too bad he's married..they're performing honest mistake now..ahh..luv that song ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;anyway just watched the VMA just now..n boo!! mcr didnt win any awards! dammit!! they should win man! i mean they're awesome! but anyway i was really happy when greenday nabbed 7 awards including video of the year..wohoooo!! their performances was A.W.E.S.O.M.E!! mcr did a gd job too :)..hmm..wat else..well the show basically wasnt that entertaining..they should put more live bands performing and less flashy/stripper dancer on stage! more alternative/rock bands and less on rnb/hip hop! my eyes are like getting super tired watching those performing like 50 cent..and that kanye west..urgh..damn irritating! a sore to the eye..oh well ive list out some of the bands which i would love to see more..they r...(in no particular order):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;mcr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;green day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;good charlotte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the killers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the bravery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;maroon 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;all american rejects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;papa roach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;oasis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;muse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;3 doors down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and other great bands out there which i cant remember now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;oh yeah rockstar inxs rocks man! im rooting for marty and jd! miG not bad too..i was kinda sad when susie had to leave..but honestly i had expected her to leave today..or should i say yest..i dun think inxs wants a woman in their band..hmm..who shall win..i dunno..we shall find out nxt week! till then adios! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-112680505994583618?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/112680505994583618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=112680505994583618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112680505994583618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112680505994583618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2005/09/time-check.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-112558595693752000</id><published>2005-09-01T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T07:45:56.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after tsunami..now its the katrina hurricane in the US. wat's happening to the world? is the end getting nearer? i shiver as i thought of that. toooo much death now..way too much..between 2001-2005, i guess the total amount of death has reached billions worlwide?? k i dare not think of wat might happen in the future..1st its the war, then the disease, tsunami and recently the hurricane. wat's next? hopefully no more disaster will occur. its just too sad to see many inoccent ppl get killed..especially young children and babies! hmmm..well for now, all we can do is to pray that these things wont happen to us..and pray hard that all these natural disaster will stop asap.&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/14754672-112558595693752000?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/112558595693752000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=112558595693752000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112558595693752000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112558595693752000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2005/09/after-tsunami_01.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-112433429476581778</id><published>2005-08-17T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T20:04:54.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is short. Life is unpredictable. Life can be fun. Life can be dreadful sometimes. Well that's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is life short? Well coz human do not know when they will die. They may die young or old. The average human age are somewhere around 70-80...few managed to climb to the 90s. Isnt that short?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is life unpredictable? Well coz u do not know wat will happen in the future. Unexpected things may happen..both good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why life can be fun? Well if life is not fun, then we're better off being dead. Life is like the sea tide. When it's high, those period are the best times of ur life, but when its low, those are the worst time of ur life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is life dreadful? Well in life, there are tons of difficult obstacles which one needs to overcome. Overcoming those obstacles alone may be damn hard. So to those who prefer to overcoming it alone, well they might find life to be dreadful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im crapping here...urgh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-112433429476581778?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/112433429476581778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=112433429476581778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112433429476581778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112433429476581778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2005/08/life-is-short.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-112360452259249408</id><published>2005-08-10T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T09:22:02.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;the national dah this year was A.W.E.S.O.M.E. had a great time especially during the fireworks. man it was totally magnificant! marvellous! fantastic! superb! the marching parade was pretty neat too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;anyway, amidst all of the celebration, i've observe certain things. of how 'kiasu'(selfish) and ignorant ppl can be. instruction were given several times and yet some of them simply refused to follow it. some even asked y they have to do this/that. come on ppl! just followed the fucking instructions and dun complain! serve us right for being dub as 'kiasu singaporeans'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-112360452259249408?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/112360452259249408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=112360452259249408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112360452259249408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112360452259249408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2005/08/national-dah-this-year-was_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-112313722972389622</id><published>2005-08-04T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T23:33:49.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;tired mind always leads to unclear thinking. plus not to mention a shitty attitude. ppl cant think straight when theyr'e tired/exhausted. their brain just refuse to work/think properly. they might not have intended to act like an asshole but then, wen ur feeling crap, small lil mistakes can irritate u like hell making ur blood rise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;well its crazy to think how fast time pass by. u do not even realise wat have u done in the past. its like life just rushed pass by. everyday, ppl dies somewhere in this world. wat i come to realise recently, after the death of some1 whom i knew, is that at one point, ppl whom u know are well and alive, can just be dead the next day without any warning. this kept me thinking more. its disturbing to be thinking about death but sometime cant help it. u might never know who mite go next. so do take the time to appriciate ppl surrounding u. u'll never know if u might c them again in the future. forgive and forget. never hold grudges. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-112313722972389622?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/112313722972389622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=112313722972389622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112313722972389622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112313722972389622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2005/08/tired-mind-always-leads-to-unclear.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-112306186613036232</id><published>2005-08-03T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T02:37:46.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wind of Change - Scorpions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.the-scorpions.com/english/"&gt;http://www.the-scorpions.com/english/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I follow the Moskva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Down to Gorky Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Listening to the wind of change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;An August summer night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Soldiers passing by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Listening to the wind of change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The world is closing in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Did you ever think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;That we could be so close, like brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The future's in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I can feel it everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Blowing with the wind of change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Take me to the magic of the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;On a glory night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Where the children of tomorrow dream away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;in the wind of change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Walking down the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Distant memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Are buried in the past forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I follow the Moskva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Down to Gorky Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Listening to the wind of change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Take me to the magic of the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;On a glory night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;With you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Take me to the magic of the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;On a glory night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Where the children of tomorrow dream away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;in the wind of change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The wind of change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Blows straight into the face of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Like a stormwind that will ring the freedom bell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;For peace of mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Let your balalaika sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;What my guitar wants to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Take me to the magic of the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;On a glory night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;With you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Take me to the magic of the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;On a glory night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Where the children of tomorrow dream away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;in the wind of change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ps: take time to listen to this beautiful song :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-112306186613036232?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/112306186613036232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=112306186613036232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112306186613036232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112306186613036232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2005/08/wind-of-change-scorpionshttpwww_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-112255979796434585</id><published>2005-07-28T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T07:09:57.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;some people in this world are really selfish, ignorant and idiotic! i cant believe such people existed in this world. then again, there are tons of evil and merciless people out there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;was really pissed off wen i saw pile of trash inside the lift..with flyers..burger wrapper..tissues..more papers(wat the hell..didnt they know that there's a rubbish bin just outside the lift??!! Asshole!) these people are wat i call retards! kiasu! ignorant! big fucking ASSHOLE!! they dun care about others..they care about themselves. they dun use their fucking brain to think that they are polluting the environment..which means that they are making our living environment dirty..unhygenic..which will attract all those pests..esp roaches!! urgh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;if i could have one wish..no two wishes..1stly i would wish that the world has its peace..meaning no war, no fights, no terrorists, no murders...2ndly..that people are more considerate, polite, have the brain to put other 1st before themselves and lastly have a pure and sincere heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-112255979796434585?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/112255979796434585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=112255979796434585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112255979796434585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112255979796434585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2005/07/some-people-in-this-world-are-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-112245744342909446</id><published>2005-07-27T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T02:44:03.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;damn computer..somtimes technology can be a pain in the ass at times..just wrote in a meaningful poem but laptop got some problems..urgh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;the month of july has been a very tragedic month with all the bombing and all..hmm..wat is happening to this world?? is the world coming to an end? there's too much hate in this world that everyone is killing each other for stupid or no reason at all! im really afraid of wat will happen in the future if these things carry on..it seems that everywhere u go..every news u read, people are either dying from rare virus or they are killed mercilessly. damn! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-112245744342909446?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/112245744342909446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=112245744342909446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112245744342909446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112245744342909446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2005/07/damn-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-112225358543374051</id><published>2005-07-24T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T18:06:25.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Listen To Your Heart - Roxette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.inlyrics.com"&gt;www.inlyrics.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I know there's something in the wake of your smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You've built a love but that love falls apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Your little piece of heaven turns too dark. Listen to your heartwhen he's calling for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Listen to your heartthere's nothing else you can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I don't know where you're going and I don't know why,but listen to your heartbefore you tell him goodbye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The precious moments are all lost in the tide, yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;They're swept away and nothing is what is seems,the feeling of belonging to your dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And there are voicesthat want to be heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;So much to mentionbut you can't find the words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The scent of magic,the beauty that's beenwhen love was wilder than the wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-112225358543374051?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/112225358543374051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=112225358543374051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112225358543374051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112225358543374051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2005/07/listen-to-your-heart-roxette-www.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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-14754672.post-112214448088781031</id><published>2005-07-23T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T11:48:00.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Time check..2.43am. Been a dull day 2day. nothing much happened. have no fucking idea why the hell i register for this blog thingy. have no interest in letting ppl know about my everydaylife but i guess curiosty always wins. am really curious why these ppl like to write about their personla life in this blog..hmmm..guess this is wat happen to me when im damn bored and have no idea wat to do.. so as a result i do stupid stuff like registering an online blog. damn im full of craps today..urgh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14754672-112214448088781031?l=msvida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/feeds/112214448088781031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14754672&amp;postID=112214448088781031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112214448088781031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14754672/posts/default/112214448088781031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msvida.blogspot.com/2005/07/time-check.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryshika Vida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03855767947013985935</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>
