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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-27317345.post-4714619970111638691</id><published>2008-03-13T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T21:36:01.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, im aching all over.&lt;br /&gt;Pain nt felt since some time.&lt;br /&gt;I guessed i pushed my limit abit too far this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pain makes me feel good though.&lt;br /&gt;Although i wish it wld go away fast, so i can go back to training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, take it as a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;put ur heart and soul into it,&lt;br /&gt;and u will get what u wan.&lt;br /&gt;U must really make sure u really wan it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for job training tml.&lt;br /&gt;Pain go away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to shift to high gear&lt;br /&gt;but there's smth wrong with the gearbox.&lt;br /&gt;There's smth soggy inside.&lt;br /&gt;like wet tissue paper.&lt;br /&gt;And its called emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to clean though,&lt;br /&gt;unless i go the the mechanic.&lt;br /&gt;Which i was told to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt abt u, u and u again.&lt;br /&gt;esp u.&lt;br /&gt;It was a good one though.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly it was just a dream.&lt;br /&gt;I wldnt say i want my dreams to come true though,&lt;br /&gt;Cuz if that happens, it wld be catastrophe.&lt;br /&gt;Except this one.&lt;br /&gt;It was good while it lasted&lt;br /&gt;But what happens next wasnt soo nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shld stop dwelling in these stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;As i stare at the blank wall,&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what will happen next.&lt;br /&gt;What i wan right now, is what i noe,&lt;br /&gt;And what im not saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once again,&lt;br /&gt;im typing nonsence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching this documentary,&lt;br /&gt;Stress reduces ur lifespan,&lt;br /&gt;everyone noes that.&lt;br /&gt;chocolates from the cocoa tree and red wine,&lt;br /&gt;actually makes u live longer.&lt;br /&gt;Having a positive outlook is very impt.&lt;br /&gt;laugh more.&lt;br /&gt;keep ur mind active,&lt;br /&gt;inquisitive as a squirrel,&lt;br /&gt;and will of an elephant.&lt;br /&gt;Technically speaking,&lt;br /&gt;be happy, and u live longer.&lt;br /&gt;much longer.&lt;br /&gt;I guess if this carries on for me,&lt;br /&gt;i'd die early.&lt;br /&gt;Not that i care,&lt;br /&gt;My memory will pass pretty quicklyi believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i shld gorge on chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;That might increase a few years,&lt;br /&gt;or just make me a diabetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noe what makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;take a look at my life&lt;br /&gt;and u will know too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was saying i shld document my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;or my life,&lt;br /&gt;express every emotions i feel,&lt;br /&gt;every thought i think,&lt;br /&gt;in words,&lt;br /&gt;or on screen.&lt;br /&gt;and that wld be a major hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dreams maybe,&lt;br /&gt;but not my life.&lt;br /&gt;there are many people out there,&lt;br /&gt;who went through worst than me.&lt;br /&gt;And wld give anything to be in my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99% in processes,&lt;br /&gt;im lagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see the milky way...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27317345-4714619970111638691?l=pradeep-kob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pradeep-kob.blogspot.com/feeds/4714619970111638691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27317345&amp;postID=4714619970111638691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;x: how?&lt;br /&gt;y: i noe how la&lt;br /&gt;x: dont u think ur killing urself by doing this&lt;br /&gt;y: I am.&lt;br /&gt;x: then?&lt;br /&gt;y: too bad la.&lt;br /&gt;x: haiz&lt;br /&gt;y: dude, u noe how i feel right&lt;br /&gt;x: i noe la, but u noe its nt right doing this to urself&lt;br /&gt;y: ya, but i soo want this. its like do or die alr&lt;br /&gt;x: i understand, but u dun hv brains ah, why untill like that?&lt;br /&gt;y: u noe why, and u noe what will happen in the future.&lt;br /&gt;x: give up laar...&lt;br /&gt;y: no.&lt;br /&gt;x: please?&lt;br /&gt;y: no. u noe why.&lt;br /&gt;x: then i shall see u at ur graveyard soon.&lt;br /&gt;y: look at the brightside la, gt other outcomes all right&lt;br /&gt;x: ok la, u see how.&lt;br /&gt;y: im commited alr la.&lt;br /&gt;x: ok la ok la, u tc then&lt;br /&gt;y: u too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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smoothly again!&lt;br /&gt;Go for it dude.&lt;br /&gt;U are nothing now.&lt;br /&gt;U are Nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;U know it.&lt;br /&gt;U dun even hv anything to be proud abt,&lt;br /&gt;Nth u hv to say u hv,&lt;br /&gt;No achievements,&lt;br /&gt;nth to be proud of.&lt;br /&gt;No good qualities,&lt;br /&gt;None beside u,&lt;br /&gt;None who understands u well, (except me of course)&lt;br /&gt;U expect too much from people la.&lt;br /&gt;Ppl need their space too u noe.&lt;br /&gt;U do stuff that hurt ppl.&lt;br /&gt;IDiot.&lt;br /&gt;Lets say whenu go for a job interview,&lt;br /&gt;and they ask u what is good abt u,&lt;br /&gt;u gt NTH to say!&lt;br /&gt;U dun even noe what good u do.&lt;br /&gt;U dont talk well aso,&lt;br /&gt;Unlike ur dad,&lt;br /&gt;Where's ur confidence?&lt;br /&gt;Lost alr ah?&lt;br /&gt;There are soooo many better ppl than u,&lt;br /&gt;U can see for urself,&lt;br /&gt;Ur nt good at even 1 thing!&lt;br /&gt;What shit chance u stand, u tell me la.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the world dude.&lt;br /&gt;Ur useless!&lt;br /&gt;Like totally useless!&lt;br /&gt;Get up and get going dude,&lt;br /&gt;NOW NOW NOW!&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what to do?&lt;br /&gt;me neither.&lt;br /&gt;Go FIGURE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from ur dear fren&lt;br /&gt;Pradeep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S stop picking flowers and pulling their petals, -.- U noe it wont work, ur just killing them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27317345-8276998066970058679?l=pradeep-kob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pradeep-kob.blogspot.com/feeds/8276998066970058679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27317345&amp;postID=8276998066970058679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27317345-862051654949076956?l=pradeep-kob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pradeep-kob.blogspot.com/feeds/862051654949076956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27317345&amp;postID=862051654949076956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27317345/posts/default/862051654949076956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27317345/posts/default/862051654949076956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pradeep-kob.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-just-wanna-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>pradeep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08112726487741258265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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truly the closest to any individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i holding on?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;I know why.&lt;br /&gt;I just wish pink key chains never exists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27317345-7330320295577687575?l=pradeep-kob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pradeep-kob.blogspot.com/feeds/7330320295577687575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27317345&amp;postID=7330320295577687575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27317345/posts/default/7330320295577687575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27317345/posts/default/7330320295577687575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pradeep-kob.blogspot.com/2008/03/was-walking.html' title=''/><author><name>pradeep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08112726487741258265</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-27317345.post-3213201288352753240</id><published>2008-02-29T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T21:16:28.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yall dunno what happened.&lt;br /&gt;How can u say such things?&lt;br /&gt;Its nt only yall have feelings u noe.&lt;br /&gt;The other one even worst.&lt;br /&gt;One of those i love,&lt;br /&gt;Always think b4 u talk.&lt;br /&gt;Now u know who i really am.&lt;br /&gt;U nvr expected it,&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why i said it,&lt;br /&gt;but i did,&lt;br /&gt;Some stuff can only be said to some people i believe,&lt;br /&gt;I realised i cant say everything even to this person,&lt;br /&gt;well, only 1 person noes almost everything so far,&lt;br /&gt;Interesting how a simple question can lead to so many things,&lt;br /&gt;Today was a bad day,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe cuz i was alr very affected by some stuff that happened,&lt;br /&gt;the stuff that is above.&lt;br /&gt;now its coming back,&lt;br /&gt;Some ppl,&lt;br /&gt;those who noe me,&lt;br /&gt;see me as a blessing,&lt;br /&gt;Some wld give anything to be me,&lt;br /&gt;Some others may see me as a curse,&lt;br /&gt;But i,&lt;br /&gt;see myself as a mixture of both.&lt;br /&gt;Leaving god out of the picture,&lt;br /&gt;i can safely say,&lt;br /&gt;none noe me more than myself.&lt;br /&gt;More of a curse i think,&lt;br /&gt;as i get locked up in my own thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;i let my thoughts control me,&lt;br /&gt;Not control my thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;Well, my thoughts are what i am.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i just dun take the effort,&lt;br /&gt;What's the point?&lt;br /&gt;So much has happened alr.&lt;br /&gt;U are my blessing,&lt;br /&gt;A blessing which the curse in me is fighting to make it one of its kind.&lt;br /&gt;Which side is winning,&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;I just melt at the thought of u,&lt;br /&gt;that i cldnt care who wins.&lt;br /&gt;I said none will see me break,&lt;br /&gt;Well i did,&lt;br /&gt;quite a few times,&lt;br /&gt;Even as my fingers chomp away at the keyboard,&lt;br /&gt;but its nt easy,&lt;br /&gt;its like a balloon losing air thru osmosis,&lt;br /&gt;so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;i wish u were here,&lt;br /&gt;I really do.&lt;br /&gt;I look like i dun care,&lt;br /&gt;i wish i didnt,&lt;br /&gt;why am i like that?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Its becoming more like a poem.&lt;br /&gt;At least is my head.&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for doing this,&lt;br /&gt;I really do,&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for hating myself too.&lt;br /&gt;But too bad,&lt;br /&gt;i love u.&lt;br /&gt;Its fixed.&lt;br /&gt;In me,&lt;br /&gt;as i said today,&lt;br /&gt;that i wldnt be here if something didnt happen.&lt;br /&gt;the person guessed correctly,&lt;br /&gt;where i wld be.&lt;br /&gt;Nvr was i literally 1 feet away,&lt;br /&gt;from breaking a promise,&lt;br /&gt;At the breaking moment,&lt;br /&gt;my heart was pulled back by 2 ropes,&lt;br /&gt;one on either side.&lt;br /&gt;They pulled hard,&lt;br /&gt;lucky they didnt break.&lt;br /&gt;As i continue typing,&lt;br /&gt;my mind wanders and wonders,&lt;br /&gt;what's becoming of me.&lt;br /&gt;If only it wasnt soo 1 sided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s the entry above speaks abt 3 diff events, regarding 3 diff people, But they are interconnected, so please, dun misintepret. better still, DON'T interpret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i shldnt hv done what i did today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-27317345.post-4642789276729046273</id><published>2008-02-26T14:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T14:41:06.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello emo blog</title><content type='html'>Sensitive...&lt;br /&gt;That's one word that may be used to describe me.&lt;br /&gt;Well actually im not la.&lt;br /&gt;Depends on the matter i guess.&lt;br /&gt;There are few things that can affect me.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts la...&lt;br /&gt;but then loving has its own bliss.&lt;br /&gt;like thorns on a rose plant, there is sweet dew drops on the way to keep u going.&lt;br /&gt;I wish god spoke to me,&lt;br /&gt;cuz i think he is the only other entity who understands what i am feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Its nt that we can speak to each other telepathically.&lt;br /&gt;Some emotions are soo intense, that mere words cannot describe.&lt;br /&gt;And then there is fear abt consequences when smth is told.&lt;br /&gt;Words though nt good for describing, it is still very powerfull,&lt;br /&gt;What u say can affect ppl.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, if u look at it the other way, u wld rather the person tell u, no matter what the effect.&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least its the case for me.&lt;br /&gt;I aint gona do what i did, what i shldnt hv done, what has caused this.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it just goes so far for me.&lt;br /&gt;People has gt their own fav stars.&lt;br /&gt;i hv mine too.&lt;br /&gt;none is to blame except me.&lt;br /&gt;Im so stupid,&lt;br /&gt;i am expecting too much.&lt;br /&gt;I am very visual.&lt;br /&gt;Ppl hv to tell me for me to know.&lt;br /&gt;Actually i alr do,&lt;br /&gt;But i wanna hear.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it has always been like that.&lt;br /&gt;It keeps coming back,&lt;br /&gt;over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;I dun wanna burden none.&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;this is not helping.&lt;br /&gt;I guess promises made stopped me.&lt;br /&gt;Im just looking for a small excuse to do it.&lt;br /&gt;A tiny one wld do.&lt;br /&gt;I apologise to everybody for troubles i caused.&lt;br /&gt;Dont say no, i noe i did.&lt;br /&gt;I want everybody around me to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;Even if i dun make u happy,&lt;br /&gt;I shld nvr make anyone sad.&lt;br /&gt;No one deserves to be sad.&lt;br /&gt;Live a happy life people.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me if u hate me k?&lt;br /&gt;I'll just go away.&lt;br /&gt;Even though i try to hard, i think im useless to anybody.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;I really really hope there is god up there.&lt;br /&gt;If nt im really screwed.&lt;br /&gt;I read a poem.&lt;br /&gt;And i like this verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Invisible tearsNo one can seeOnly my heart knowsThey live within me.... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish all of u a very happy life.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone were to read this,&lt;br /&gt;dun worry,&lt;br /&gt;its just one of my days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27317345-4642789276729046273?l=pradeep-kob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pradeep-kob.blogspot.com/feeds/4642789276729046273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27317345&amp;postID=4642789276729046273&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27317345/posts/default/4642789276729046273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27317345/posts/default/4642789276729046273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pradeep-kob.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello-emo-blog.html' title='Hello emo blog'/><author><name>pradeep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08112726487741258265</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27317345.post-697722236332547163</id><published>2008-02-15T23:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T23:41:34.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaking emo</title><content type='html'>How much more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imprisoned in my own mind, i fight to free myself.&lt;br /&gt;Like an animal in captivity, i am a cursed gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elvis Presley wrote it so beautifully in one of his hit songs.&lt;br /&gt;A song to melt away with, for countless people like me.&lt;br /&gt;In the darkness, resolutions are easily made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But im left blind, thinking im ready, shut in my own cocoon, which looks so safe.&lt;br /&gt;No armour is impenetrable, a harsh lesson taught to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As day arrives, at the very first whisper of the sun's rays,&lt;br /&gt;Resolute crumbles, like a toppling pyramid of cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And im left naked, exposed and ashamed, i retreat to my safe,&lt;br /&gt;the cocoon of resolute, which is no longer there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sink to the ground,&lt;br /&gt;crumpled, scared and bleeding,&lt;br /&gt;as i peek at the sun despising me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lay there, shivering, waiting for a ray of the sun to touch me, to lift me,&lt;br /&gt;and i lay there, in vain.&lt;br /&gt;The sun has preferences too, i realised.&lt;br /&gt;And then i find myself caged, in my own thoughts, a prisoner in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;The cocoon of resolute.&lt;br /&gt;The cycle starts again.&lt;br /&gt;Killing me bit by bit each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what will come next, ive been through it countless times,&lt;br /&gt;But oh how persuasive the powers of the resolute cocoon can be,&lt;br /&gt;how convincing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its time to dig deep down, forget about my resolutions, and just dig and dig and dig.&lt;br /&gt;The sun has many to please.&lt;br /&gt;And me out is one less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how it hurts,&lt;br /&gt;the very thought of going under.&lt;br /&gt;If thoughts could kill, i'd be dead.&lt;br /&gt;I wish i was though.&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop being a disgrace,&lt;br /&gt;like a beggar in a posh city,&lt;br /&gt;someone who could be done without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop all pretence,&lt;br /&gt;I was never wanted,&lt;br /&gt;and i will never be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be here, fullfilling my purpose,&lt;br /&gt;my responsibilities,&lt;br /&gt;I can be found,&lt;br /&gt;by those who are persistent enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One find day, when im done with my responsibilites.&lt;br /&gt;i'd go out.&lt;br /&gt;far away, at the end of the world,&lt;br /&gt;there's a cliff.&lt;br /&gt;As i stand on the edge leaning down, i bade the sun my final farewell as i let my legs go limp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great life my dear sun.&lt;br /&gt;May you live happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a poem, i dunno what aso la. i dunno what i writing aso, dun take it too seriously. Just one of my days. read and forget k? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27317345-697722236332547163?l=pradeep-kob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pradeep-kob.blogspot.com/feeds/697722236332547163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27317345&amp;postID=697722236332547163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27317345/posts/default/697722236332547163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27317345/posts/default/697722236332547163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pradeep-kob.blogspot.com/2008/02/freaking-emo.html' title='Freaking emo'/><author><name>pradeep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08112726487741258265</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-27317345.post-3133389688642684339</id><published>2008-02-06T22:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T22:38:55.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again</title><content type='html'>Sigh....! its been soo long. I feel so right at home now. Change change change, how i hate change, or do i? I dunno la. Well projects are over, exams next. Next year is yr 3 alr, i guess the class will be seperating into the different specializations. Well i guess i should be kinda used to it by now, after all, we have been seperating since nursery or even play group.I guess the relationship grows together with age too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going nuts i guess, its time to screech to a halt and settle myself. I did something today which i think is best ( note: think) . Ahya i dunno la, guess the talk with calvin triggered smth in me. Anyways, if ur reading this, all the best bro. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK la im off for today, bye byess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27317345-3133389688642684339?l=pradeep-kob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pradeep-kob.blogspot.com/feeds/3133389688642684339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27317345&amp;postID=3133389688642684339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27317345/posts/default/3133389688642684339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27317345/posts/default/3133389688642684339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pradeep-kob.blogspot.com/2008/02/back-again.html' title='Back again'/><author><name>pradeep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08112726487741258265</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-27317345.post-8052125056500110544</id><published>2007-12-27T22:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T22:18:42.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27317345-8052125056500110544?l=pradeep-kob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pradeep-kob.blogspot.com/feeds/8052125056500110544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27317345&amp;postID=8052125056500110544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27317345/posts/default/8052125056500110544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27317345/posts/default/8052125056500110544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pradeep-kob.blogspot.com/2007/12/shh.html' title=''/><author><name>pradeep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08112726487741258265</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>
