<?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-3303853489808588989</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:02:41.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soapy-sickass secrets</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303853489808588989.post-5022837107448285992</id><published>2008-12-02T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T19:37:18.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walrus 4 lyf</title><content type='html'>heyy, checked out my new walrus fan club blog yet? It's http://www.walrus4life.blogspot.com/ haha, go on,&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt;.. You know you wanna check it out.. HAHA, wait, speaking of &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Where my party &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;They're at Sinda step having chinese tuotion?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where my party &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; at?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#00cccc;"&gt;They're effing up the airport in Bangkok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eff off mann!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Now, where my party &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#00cccc;"&gt;The'll be at zouk out, cause they have the tix, and I dont..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Now, I mega phuckung hate you guys..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bloody pangsehing party people.. also because quote : "Minimum age of entry 18, photo ID required to gain entry." -.- And, and, quote: "**&lt;s&gt;$38 Advance Happy Hour tickets&lt;/s&gt; SOLD OUT!" whattheefff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, and honestly, don't take it the wrong way, I'm not making fun of the song.. HAHA, I mean, like why would I.. You guys know I love Nelly..HAHA..aww and his mega hot bod.. Grillz... Delima... oooh.. hot in herre, ride wit me, flap your wings,ohh, and of course, shake your tail feather.. haha, mann, don't worry Em, I still love ya! Haha.. Anyways, since we're on the topic on music artises, I'd like to wish my idol, since primary one, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Britney Spears, A VERY  HAPPY B DAY! yay Brit! HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I really miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;ANDREW &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; .. oops?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303853489808588989-5022837107448285992?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5022837107448285992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=5022837107448285992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/5022837107448285992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/5022837107448285992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/12/walrus-4-lyf.html' title='walrus 4 lyf'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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-3303853489808588989.post-4197484375185168955</id><published>2008-11-29T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T16:39:34.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a million miles</title><content type='html'>Heyy, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Guess who's back, back again, Soapy's back, tell a friend. Guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, yes I'm, back, and I'm safe, back in Singapore, thank God. All flights were cancelled in Thailand, and the airport was closed.. blame them bloody no life protesters.. So like there was no freggin way to get out of Thailand.. Uncle Tony called the Royal Thai Navy, and they hitched us a real long ride back to the lil red dot.. YES, we had to bus all the way back from Thailand.. Bus ride was about 2 days long.. I couldn't sleep.. Someone was snoring.. Wen and Jeryl kept bugging me for Guitar hero... So annoying.. And they sat like right infront of me.. Javin was a real pain in the butt.. sheesh, that lil brat.. He sat like opposite side.. Damn, I almost died.. HAHA, ohoh, I couldn't sleep, so I was like watching everyone.. HAHA, freaking retarded.. HAHA, Wen kept going into Jeryl's territory, HAHA, freaking retarded. HAHA, Javin was drooling. So I stayed up all night.. Next morn, they woke up.. and I was like a zombie.. Then the rest of the trip was boring.. Oh, we did have KFC for lunch.. Ohyeah, the freaking bus was damn cold okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;So anyway, enough about tha bus ride,I needa blog bout something way more important, Okay, so how should I begin.. Okay, I hate Thailand, wait, no, I'm not complaining.. Just hear me out kayy, so yeah, I hate Thailand, cause it brings chaos in me.. See, I know I always appear really happy, and retarded, or sometimes, cold and heartless.. But idk, okay, first of all, I feel okay blogging bout this here, cause only close friends know this blog, and some of you already know.. So, yeah, most of you guys know I'm not really that cold hearted, and hateful, and heartless.. Its just something, I want everyone to think of me, that I stand my ground, I'm no longer that push over.. Honestly, I hate trying to be mean, and cold.. Its just not soap by nature.. The real soap is still that retarded, goofy kid, the one you guys see. I know that even though you guys are my close friends, you have this initial thought, that I'm a real bitch, HAHA, remember the times when we hang out in town, and if someone who roughly knows me comes up to us? I act coldly to that person? And like the other times.. yeah, I still remember, all you guys had the same reaction, as in reaction from different cliques, and friends whom I hang out with at different occasions.. Like, after the person leaves, you guys will be like 'geez soap, you're damn mean' or 'wth was that all about' HAHA, come on man, admit it, you guys thought I was a bitch, and I explained to most of you already.. I think.. But for those whom I have yet to give an explanation, here it goes.. As some of you have already known, I had a plain, dull childhood.. In primary school, I wasnt a really 'people-kind-of-person'.. Cause it was hard for me to trust people. Friends made use of me, and stuff.. of course I'm not in touch with them now.. Yeah.. or rather 'friends'.. So I guess I was a rather 'emo' lil kid.. I only had 2 or 3 close friends whom I trusted in primary 5 and 6.. I had low self esteem and stuff, and I'm serious okay.. That's like the past of soap that not many knew.. So different from now huhh.. Primary school days were terrible, I got pushed around, and stuff.. I was very soft spoken.. So it was really easy to push me around.. Then like idk, one day, I just couldn't take it anymore, I was sick of being the push over, I gained confidence, and stuff, and my whole outside look changed.. I was a mean person.. HAHA, sorry guys, I admit, I was really mean, when you guys tried to make friends with me.. HAHA, SORRY! So you guys know, when people tried to make friends, I'd show attitude and stuff.. And like after time, I'd loosen up, and you met the real soap. The retarded side.. The Soap everyone loves.. So like how does this link to the 'I HATE THAILAND' part? Well, Thailand is like a LDC (less developed country). In LDCs, some people are rather poor, and less well off.. So you'll see homeless people begging on the streets and stuff.. Like lil kids okay, so skinny, and pitiful, and some times old folks, and handicapped people, the sight really is too much for me.. I start to feel all compassionate and weak. I feel sorry for them. I dont wanna feel weak, and stuff, I don't want anyone to see the real soap, I think some parents at the singsiam saw it.. urh, I hate it, then they start the 'comforting mode' thangg.. I totally blew my cover.. I hate Thailand, cause it brings up my past.. Its not that I hate being nice.. I just don't want to be nice to the people I'm not close with.. I only wanna be nice around the people I'm really close with.. Honestly, idk..I hate myself.. Alot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6666cc;"&gt;gave me your hand but realise I just wanna say goodbye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;till &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;hink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;ndrew &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;s &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ot &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&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/3303853489808588989-4197484375185168955?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4197484375185168955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=4197484375185168955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/4197484375185168955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/4197484375185168955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/11/million-miles.html' title='a million miles'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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-3303853489808588989.post-2467407419410080937</id><published>2008-11-27T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T09:36:53.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>caught in the middle..</title><content type='html'>Heyy guys, read the news recently? The Thailand thangg.. Yeah, I'm like stuck here.. bloody mf protesters.. whatthecheebai mann.. I effing want to go home, I miss my friends, I miss my skateboard, I miss my guitars, I miss my cable teevee, I miss my radio, I miss my unlimited msn online time.. And, yes, of course I miss &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;D&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; too.. really miss loads of things.. HAHA, honestly, I can go on and on..HAHA.. But, nahh, only got 1 hour to blog :( .. Well, I gotta go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE ANDREW &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303853489808588989-2467407419410080937?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2467407419410080937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=2467407419410080937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/2467407419410080937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/2467407419410080937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/11/caught-in-middle.html' title='caught in the middle..'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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-3303853489808588989.post-7863893793801276526</id><published>2008-11-24T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T20:20:30.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phuck it</title><content type='html'>Aye, ayee, guess whurddd, I'm like blogging in Thailand (: haha, I know, wth..HAHA. I didnt sail.. Just went there to support.. OHMYGEEZ, I just found out that guy sailors from SAFYC are damn bloody freaking BITCHY, yes, BITCHY to the core.. Mann, they bitch bout each other behind each other's back.. Anyways, I was kinda home sick, Duh, I did think of &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;D&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA. and , I dont wanna talk bout him anymore kayy.. Though, I did kinda miss him.. ANYWAYS, Freaking retarded, I totally pwned Wen and Gerald in guitar hero..HAHA, spastic.. Omgeez, bus rides were freaking chaotic.. Bitching with Joel Tay, teasing Javin, laughing with Dionious and Jun Le, HAHA, and singing A7X songs with Wen.. Im a way better singer, and guitarist, wai, thats guitarist, and guitar hero guitarist.. HAHA *ehem, EGO much..HAHA So, anyways, I'm only allowed half an hour on the freggin com, so, I guess I gotta go. so, Blog bout the rest later, or tmrw, AND Yes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I STILL LIKE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANDREW LEE..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;shhhh! k? &lt;3&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/3303853489808588989-7863893793801276526?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7863893793801276526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=7863893793801276526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/7863893793801276526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/7863893793801276526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/11/phuck-it.html' title='phuck it'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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-3303853489808588989.post-400485654507122758</id><published>2008-11-19T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T16:44:13.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its my life, and its now or never</title><content type='html'>I'm like at the airport now, haha, using the free com..HAHA, freaking retarded.. last minute blogging, before I board the plane.. mann, effing cold here.. shit, I'm starting to miss people already, I miss Andrew.. HAHA, he's so hot la, damn, wish I brought my bro's year book with me, HAHA. Then I can like laugh at Andrew's retarded, but cute face.. HAHA.. Miss my pee bee, I miss boobie, I miss cocky, I miss the cousins.. HAHA, i miss the guys at sailing, I miss my twin star, I MISS MY SKATE BOARD...DAMN.. HAHA, I MIS ANDREW..oops, I repeated that..HAHA, oh,oh, and I miss andrew (: haha. dont diee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303853489808588989-400485654507122758?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/400485654507122758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=400485654507122758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/400485654507122758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/400485654507122758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-my-life-and-its-now-or-never.html' title='its my life, and its now or never'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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-3303853489808588989.post-2475154377717131593</id><published>2008-11-19T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T10:20:28.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carpe diem</title><content type='html'>As quoted from the very first line of Avenged Sevenfold's Seize the Day, &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Seize the day or die regretting the time you lost,'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; well, I sure dont wanna die with regrets, so I guess imma go Carpe diem, or for you literature n00bs, seize the day. And the premenission nightmares, well. You wont be the one dying anymore,&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;'I hand you my mortal life, but will it be forever?'&lt;/span&gt; I know what I gotta do. And, I gotta save. But who's gona save me from me? Well I trust Jesus,&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;'My god is mighty to save, He is mighty to save'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;'So take me as you find me&lt;br /&gt;All my fears and failures&lt;br /&gt;Fill my life again'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I surrender..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God will be there he'll come to my rescue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;'My Whole Life&lt;br /&gt;I Place In Your Hands&lt;br /&gt;God Of Mercy&lt;br /&gt;Humbled I Bow Down&lt;br /&gt;In Your Presence At Your Throne'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, If, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm gone, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;'just carry on, don't mourn&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice&lt;br /&gt;Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain&lt;br /&gt;Just smile back '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and that was Eminem, when I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save me from myself,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going suicidal again,&lt;br /&gt;this is not a song quote.&lt;br /&gt;New soap's gona take control of soap.&lt;br /&gt;But, then again, I guess&lt;br /&gt;its okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause I know the ones I love will be fine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;'Miles away from those I love purpose hard to find'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Dear God the only thing I ask of you is&lt;br /&gt;to hold &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when I'm not around,&lt;br /&gt;when I'm much too far away'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, well guess thats all, bye dudes, and dudestresses, and maybe those in between, &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christ be with you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;I LOVE ANDREW, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;I'VE ALWAYS HAD, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;AND, I NEVER STOPPED,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;AND I NEVER WILL,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;stop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;3 &lt;color="#333333"&gt;the words are in black..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303853489808588989-2475154377717131593?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2475154377717131593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=2475154377717131593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/2475154377717131593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/2475154377717131593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/11/carpe-diem.html' title='Carpe diem'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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-3303853489808588989.post-3166456027792577091</id><published>2008-11-16T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:41:32.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dead men, they celebrate</title><content type='html'>Damn, woahh.. phucking O levels are freggin overrrr! yeayyehh! So like straight after paper, I went home as usual.. Imma goodie two shoes, oh, Os ended on 13 Nov, last paper was bio (:  Next day was Grad day, and prom, so went to do some last minute shopping.. HAHA, made friends with some tattoo people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grad day! aka, cocky's b'day, 14th nov! woke up like pretty early, got into my grad outfit.. HAHA, my grad outfit was hot okay.. I wore a freggin white tube bubble dress.. And some hot hoochie stiletto heels. Met cocky at 'bloody kotex' (its a code name).. And I had to run in heels cause we were running late.. sheesh.. So we finally arrived in school, and went to the auditorium, everyone was taking pictures and stuff, and thats when I come in.. HAHA, I got my Zacky Vengeance skull face mask, put it on, and went behind the people taking pics.. HAHa, So yeah, guess I'll be in lots of pics.. HAHA, mann, I totally look like the grim reaper.. damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After grad thingy, moo moo, her two friends and I went to her aunt's salon to do our hair.. I freaking wanted pink hair, but it ran out, so I decided to get lime green, but wtf, need to bleach, and too expensive.. So I decided to get PURPLE! Synyster Gates's favourite color! HAHA, It turnes out pinkish, purpleish, redish.. I guess it looks okay.. And I went straight home after that to change into prom dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got into my rockin prom dress, and headed to Marina Mandrin Hotel. Moo Moo picked me up from the hotel lobby, and we went to her room. HAHA, I did my black parade eyes..whoo! totally went mafia! Soon after, cock, toria, and the rest came. We got changed, and went to get early bird prize..HAHA.. We're freggin cheapscape, I know.. HAHA. We were running up and down the hotel.. Oh, and I took off my bra, cause toria told me to go braless with her.. So like, as I was running (in heels too),my tube dress slipped down a lil, and my boobs spilled out.. HAHA, right infront of toria, but no one saw! phew! When prom was about to start, we went down, Oh,oh! Guess what! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Andrew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was at prom! HAHA, yeah right, as if.. HAHA, but no seriously, &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andrew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was there..HAHA, not the hot &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANDREW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; haha.. Yeah, our waiter at our table was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Andrew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. A guy named andrew..HAHAHA wth la.. and I think I'm too lazy to blog bout prom alr, I wanna play my guitar hero world tour,  so sorry guys, haha, maybe will blog bout it tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LIKE ANDREW &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;3&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/3303853489808588989-3166456027792577091?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3166456027792577091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=3166456027792577091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/3166456027792577091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/3166456027792577091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/11/dead-men-they-celebrate.html' title='dead men, they celebrate'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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-3303853489808588989.post-1473119013420183760</id><published>2008-11-11T07:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T08:47:00.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bring me closer to heaven with you,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Damn, got CLB paper later, like at 2pm..haha.. But its just listening compre so I guess its okay.. Mann, still got dreams.. Honestly, I hate dreams.. I learn I biology, that dreams make you feel really tired, and lethargic the next day, and its so true.. Even if you slept at 6pm.. Trust me, I tried it.. Mann, I didn't used to dream every single day..before my nightmares, I'd only dream like once or twice a week.. And I didn't used to be so lethargic and dead.. I know, you might think that its due to exam stress, but, I know its so not.. I've been 'mugging' at the very same pace the whole year.. So yeah.. And the real deal bout the dreams is that its coincidentally similar, and linked to one another. Like, the same people, or rather &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;PERSON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; keeps appearing.. Idk, whats with the dreams, but its really sucking the life outta me.. I don't wanna see a councillor.. I've had enough of that last year.. Anyways, I did some research on dreams, not the 'spiritual' type, but the LOGICAL, SCIENTIFIC kind.. So like, straight after waking up, I gotta write out my whole dream down.. Write it down on a piece of paper.. Then like, I'm supposed to read through it, and analyze it. Think of the dreams, and what it might portraying in my real life.. Mann, I tried, and although I'm kinda one of the *ehem*ehem, intellectual people, I still cant figure it out.. Maybe Someone else should analyze it for me.. Idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So aside from my dreams.. Oh mann! &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;. came online last night. &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HAHA, he told me he dreamt that he was a 'rock star' on stage performing, with a gold lp.. And smoking.. As in really smoking, smoking.. Then he threw..ok, never mind.. I shan't go on.. Lil kiddies view my blog too okay.. HAHA, no offence bout the lil kiddies part (: Hmm, gold lp? Is it just a gold lp? Well, it better not be the Slash lp sig. goldtop..Cause that might be a lil too coincidental.. Except for the 'shirt' part.. And that I was just holding the guitar, not playing it.. Cause I do lead vocals.. That dream was like last month or something..haha.. And, and, I was on tour with Hey Monday.. As in I dreamt that B.A.A. was on tour with Hey Monday! how cool was that.. Oh, And I had another dream, last time, that I was at an A7X concert, and then M Shads got me up on stage, and we did a song..aww.. Anyways I did more sopiDA VINCI codes (: I just love doing all these codes, there's the suspense, and tension.. Oh, and wanna know something cooler? this whole blog is a sopiDA VINVI code.. *BLACK IS ALWAYS THE BOLDEST COLOR EVEN WHEN IT APPEARS INVISIBLE* that's all the hint I'm giving (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh, and if&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ever smokes or gets a tattoo, mann, idk.. Maybe I'm fine with the tattoo part, but smoking, sweetie, I really don't know.. But I hope not.. Cause everyone knows, I'm allergic to smoke, like, I cant stop sneezing.. Yeah.. sad huh.. ahh, whattheheck,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I THINK ANDREW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IS STILL HOT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And most probably still have a&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ginormous crush on him..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;once again, Da Vinci's still in my blog&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;oh,  and notice the guitar designs? Pete Wentz had the design on his bass first.. And its really LV, Zacky's guitar may appear similar, but its not LV, its ZV.. AND, and! Its WAY cooler than Pete Wentz's bass.. HAHA, okay people focus on the guitars! Not the spastic looking Pete..HAHA, or the bald, fat Zacky V..HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SRjUvxH3kvI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yyTZvpW-xfA/s1600-h/weird+wentz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267193681315074802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SRjUvxH3kvI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yyTZvpW-xfA/s320/weird+wentz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SRjUv1ZQ7DI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Ykakz4cQWJI/s1600-h/bald+zv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267193682461781042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SRjUv1ZQ7DI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Ykakz4cQWJI/s320/bald+zv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303853489808588989-1473119013420183760?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1473119013420183760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=1473119013420183760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/1473119013420183760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/1473119013420183760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/11/bring-me-closer-to-heaven-with-you.html' title='bring me closer to heaven with you,'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SRjUvxH3kvI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yyTZvpW-xfA/s72-c/weird+wentz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303853489808588989.post-8829959127420824285</id><published>2008-11-09T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T15:04:54.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i walk through the the center, with no rules to guide me</title><content type='html'>So, uhm, 6 November was a special day? hmm, well, from what I know, its supposed, but, I didn't seem one bit happy.. Everyone wasn't around, friends had to study.. So it was freaking lonesome, in other words, YES. My day sucked.. Not just any freaking day, my birthday, sure, I got smses, and birthday wishes, but still.. hurr... so anyways, at least i got a cool rockin cake.. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SRZbcEiAfJI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yh7nqzgXVC0/s1600-h/Image248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266497352067218578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SRZbcEiAfJI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yh7nqzgXVC0/s320/Image248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SRZbcMDuDlI/AAAAAAAAAE8/zarxXNNc1SU/s1600-h/image247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266497354087665234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SRZbcMDuDlI/AAAAAAAAAE8/zarxXNNc1SU/s320/image247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyways, like, forget about my stupid birthday.. Oh, oh, great news, I didn't sleep for 2 days, and uhm , my nightmares have stopped, but, I still dream of &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;. like wth..Idk, He just seems to keep haunting me in my dreams.. Its not like a bad thing or anything, honestly, I just see him in my dreams.. he just happens to appear in my dreams.. kinda freaky.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I went shopping with cocky yesterday, shopping for prom shoes.. went to Bugis to get cock's shoes.. Then, we went to town to get my stuff, HAHA, we were walking up and down town, we got no life..HAHA, uhm, has lunch at cineleasure, then we went to far east to get my skull face. We walked the entire mall to look for my shoes..haha freaking disappointing. I kinda had my eye on one pair of shoes, they were expensive, but I didnt care..haha.. But the thing was, they only had one phucking pair..gross.. Then, we continued searching.. Found a similar looking pair, and it was like 5 bucks only! But it was too good to be true. Only one size left.. phuck it. So l finally agreed to get open toed heels.. haha, they were green.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally bought them, and went home, oh! On our bus ride home, Cocky and I totally camwhored our butts off..HAHA.. Freaking retarded.. here are the pics (:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SRZae5pyjXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/0Y5Ya2bvr78/s1600-h/Image2155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266496301175049586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SRZae5pyjXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/0Y5Ya2bvr78/s320/Image2155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SRZaUcWYNTI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fTYyWJnMtbQ/s1600-h/Image110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266496121510311218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SRZaUcWYNTI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fTYyWJnMtbQ/s320/Image110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SRZaUPwkyaI/AAAAAAAAAEk/P5vGo6wWUgQ/s1600-h/Image107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266496118130526626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SRZaUPwkyaI/AAAAAAAAAEk/P5vGo6wWUgQ/s320/Image107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SRZaT--7ArI/AAAAAAAAAEc/HNhspa2wc1A/s1600-h/Image106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266496113627300530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SRZaT--7ArI/AAAAAAAAAEc/HNhspa2wc1A/s320/Image106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SRZaTmnE5UI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WkuzW0sTcDI/s1600-h/Image105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266496107084834114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SRZaTmnE5UI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WkuzW0sTcDI/s320/Image105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SRZaTJh5ZAI/AAAAAAAAAEM/KO1uL1-RQ9M/s1600-h/Image104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266496099278480386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SRZaTJh5ZAI/AAAAAAAAAEM/KO1uL1-RQ9M/s320/Image104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we got off the bus and headed home, I was gona be home alone that night, so like Cock went home to freshen up and stuff, then she came over.. We watched a lil of cheeta girls, then we went on the com, and started viewing random friendster profiles of gross people.. HAHA.. Freaking retarded, then we checked out blogs..haha.. oh mann! I love Arsenal! phuck Man U! I hate Man U, but I hate Liverpool more..(: but I know who I might &lt;3...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ANDREW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303853489808588989-8829959127420824285?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8829959127420824285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=8829959127420824285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/8829959127420824285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/8829959127420824285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-walk-through-the-center-with-no-rules.html' title='i walk through the the center, with no rules to guide me'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SRZbcEiAfJI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yh7nqzgXVC0/s72-c/Image248.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303853489808588989.post-5238139247378330128</id><published>2008-11-04T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T11:02:34.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scream</title><content type='html'>Still cant sleep. Stupid nightmare yesterday night caused me to be traumatized, and now I just cant seem to sleep. So last light, watched a little bit of desperate housewives, and amazing race, I kinda felt sleepy, so I did my regular night prayer, and then tried to sleep. I freaking kept tossing and turning.. I just couldn't sleep, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;phuck&lt;/span&gt; it. So I finally got some shut eye at 2.00 am + And like, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;, when I fell a sleep, I had nightmares again, yes, about &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIM &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;again.. This time, no Margret, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Phucking&lt;/span&gt; worse nightmare&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;was gone, as in seriously gone&lt;/span&gt;, like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;phuck&lt;/span&gt;, and I mean gone as in seriously forever gone, no more in this world, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;and right now, as I'm typing this down, I'm starting to tear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;So yes, in my dreams, when he was gone, I cried like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt; again. No, I seemed to cry more, I don't wanna type the whole dream out again, cause I don't think he should know what happened in my dream. So anyways, again I talked to God. Thank goodness I was just a horrible dream. But, when I woke up, I thought of my dream, and like I cried as in really cried, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;phuck&lt;/span&gt;, I know I was awake, I really cried, I know I did. I even remember the time it was around 6.35 am.. And I couldn't go back to sleep.. So I started thinking to myself, what if, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;just WHAT IF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;. was really gone? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Wtf&lt;/span&gt; will I do? So I did some thinking, and, I know what I will do. &lt;strong&gt;I KNOW WHAT I'LL DO. &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;I know it'll be very stupid of me to do that, but, I've made up my mind, I know what I'll do. Whatever I decide, I wont back down. I don't think persuasion would work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dear God, the only thing I ask of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;is to hold him when I not around, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;when I'm&lt;/span&gt; much too far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please God,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I really really like him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think I really like &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Andrew&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like anyways,aside from my nightmares, I guess you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;noticed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I stopped using the word freaking &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in my post? Yeah, well, I gotta stop saying freaking, cause, in my papers, I kept &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt; freaking, in social studied paper, I wrote freaking in my answers like 8 or 9 times. And yes, of course I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;striked&lt;/span&gt; them out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303853489808588989-5238139247378330128?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5238139247378330128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=5238139247378330128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/5238139247378330128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/5238139247378330128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/11/scream.html' title='scream'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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-3303853489808588989.post-8878075643115708020</id><published>2008-11-03T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T10:03:50.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here i am, once again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ok, uhh, I know its the same day, and I'm back here again..And If I wanted to add stuff about my day in my post, I can just click 'edit post' .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh, well, I'm too lazy for that.. So anyways, PHUCKKK! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Last night I had a phucking nightmare..&lt;/span&gt; Phuck it mann, scared the shit out of me.. And the last thing I recall before waking up, was that I was praying to God, asking him for help.. Ok,ok, so here's what I recall of the nightmare.. It started with some party scene.. My party I guess? No, not sweet sixteen.. Just some lame primary school kid kinda party.. IDK where it was at though.. but I think there was this Malay girl.. I think I recognise her or something.. she was about, uhh..9? or 10? &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;. was there too.. I was trying to talk to &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;. but some how, I just couldn't.. So like the lil girl knew I wanted to talk to him, so she helped me.. She and her other friends.. Then like I went looking for them, and met my brother instead.. My bro like showed me some pieces of torn paper.. And I supposed the lil girls tore it up.. I put them together, and it was actually a note from &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;. .. I cant remember the exact words, but it said something like, 'the only person I love is Margret..' something like that.. then there was this drawn heart, and inside was 'A+M' which I think stands for &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;. + Margret.. And like after reading that, I just cried like I never cried before.. mann, it seriously scared the shit outta me.. like phuck.. I just started to think of the song, teardrops on my guitar.. Cause I WAS crying.. over &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;. , like the &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;. from teardrops on my guitar.. yeah&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; it was just horrible, even though it was just a dream,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I could feel my heart aching, and it felt shattered.. Like, I really really could feel my heart.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So I think I started to pray to God.. Asking for help.. I was really scared.. And just like that, I woke up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God, you tha man. Jesus is just so awesome..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Oh, when I woke up, I found myself breathing really heavily, and my heart was beating really fast.. mann.. Well, of course, I was thankful that it was all just a dream.. so yeah.. that's my nightmare..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I REALLY REALLY LIKE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANDREW LEE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&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/3303853489808588989-8878075643115708020?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8878075643115708020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=8878075643115708020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/8878075643115708020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/8878075643115708020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/11/here-i-am-once-again.html' title='here i am, once again'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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-3303853489808588989.post-8555261499261220663</id><published>2008-11-03T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:33:48.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another love lockdown..</title><content type='html'>mann, I didnt come here yesterday, okay, so anyways, hung out with my childhood, long time friend, Venessa..again..HAHA, hmm, I seem to be hanging out with her more oftent nowadays.. And I'm lovin it, cause we do nothing, but have FUN FUN FUN! HAHA. We went to the night safari, for some uhh, halloween thang.. Honestly, I didnt know what to wear, I just returned the Synyster Gates outfit to my dear Fann.. HAHA, and my nun outfit is on the otherside.. So like, in the end, I decided to go as Spongebob! mann I phucking look like him! We were like twins! HAHA..I brought bobby (spongebob) along..HAHA, bobby kinda protected me from the not-scary-monsters/ghost..HAHA, when the monsters tried to scare us, I'd whack them with bobby..haha, thanks bobby! Venessa dressed up as a doll ghost..looked kinda scary..HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,oh! btw, I have an awsomely shocking news! I HAVE A TWIN!  Not just any twin, a twin star.. cool huh.. Kazi Superstar is like so my twin..Damn..haha. Oh, and if you dont get why we're twin stars.. Its simple.. He's a SUPERSTAR, and I'm a ROCKSTAR.. stars? yeahh.. Do the math.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303853489808588989-8555261499261220663?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8555261499261220663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=8555261499261220663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/8555261499261220663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/8555261499261220663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-love-lockdown.html' title='another love lockdown..'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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-3303853489808588989.post-1254383311231438345</id><published>2008-10-30T14:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T15:14:39.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let your heart win</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEYY PEOPLE! YESSS, I'm still in &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;search for a temporary band.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just one song only.. The song &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;title's called.. uhh, wait, not sure &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yet.. will discuss with the band. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've written the lyrics down &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;already, but I sure ain't gona put &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it up on my blog.. Later some &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;clown go steal it.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so, here's what I need.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keyboardist&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(wait, I'm not too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sure if i really need a &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;keyboardist yet)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Acoustic guitarist&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(definitely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;need at least one guitarist.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Electric guitarist&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(you will have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;minor role, unless I cant get an &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;acoustic guitarist)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drummer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay, I'll only need a&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;keyboardist if I cant get 2 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guitarist.&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; It would be great if I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can find some back up singers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;uhm, let me know if you're &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;interested or if you wanna check &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;out the&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lyrics of the song, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;call me, beep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me, if ya &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wanna reach me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;I WONT BITE, PROMISE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&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/3303853489808588989-1254383311231438345?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1254383311231438345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=1254383311231438345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/1254383311231438345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/1254383311231438345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/10/let-your-heart-win.html' title='let your heart win'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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-3303853489808588989.post-1671219220734202134</id><published>2008-10-30T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T14:25:10.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REE! SPECCTT! WALK!</title><content type='html'>By now, I guess you guys woulda noticed that my rockass blog is as silent at a... uhm.. muted tv? haha.. NO, you guys are not suffering from hearing problem, due to my amplifier blog..HAHA. I freggin took the music off..cause &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;SOMEONE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;wants to watch the a7x video I posted.. sheesh.. HAHA, Uhm, I don't think I'll be posting the music for quite some time now, cause I kinda forgot my imeem password..teehee.. So for now, give your ears a rest.. Mann.. Had E math paper 2 today.. phucking difficult man..haha. Thank goodness there was no completing the square.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;God saves! I LOVE YOU JESUS! you tha man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So yeah.. big relief.. Oh, HAHA, btw, guess what?! I'm using HABBO HOTEL again..HAHA, wth right.. haha.. I feel gross..HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so Kevin has no drums, and the rest are not too keen on doing this song I recently wrote.. Guess I'll be kinda doing solo for this one.. Hopefully I can do with Polly.. Really miss doin stuff with her.. So yeah, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I need keyboardist, drummer, acoustic guitarist, and minor electric guitarist..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I got the lyrics ready, and the tune for the vocals.. I'm not really pro at composing the tunes for the guitars, keyboard, and drums, so whoever wants-in in this gotta help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey, guess what, I STILL THINK &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANDREW LEE IS HOT &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,oh, and one more thing.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SLASH, ZACKY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;VENGEANCE, DIMEBAG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DARRELL, AND M SHADOWS ARE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MINE, YES MINE!&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/3303853489808588989-1671219220734202134?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1671219220734202134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=1671219220734202134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/1671219220734202134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/1671219220734202134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/10/ree-specctt-walk.html' title='REE! SPECCTT! WALK!'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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-3303853489808588989.post-486101623060559397</id><published>2008-10-28T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T12:29:04.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever, im the next slash.</title><content type='html'>Right, So, sorry guys, was a lil moody yesterday.. I doubt its PMS.. so stop assuming.. So anyways, sorry I didn't feel like talking to you guys on msn yesterday.. Well, you gotta understand.. blame it on O level's stress.. And, you also know.. I injured my knee.. lotsa things I cant do.. I cant even walk in heels.. I was kinda pissed off at myself too.. Cause I seem to be pissing my friends off.. Its like everything I do is just so pissyfying.. And you guys wont tell me what it is.. So yeah.. Anyways, I'm really, really, from the bottom of my heart, SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I wasn't all that moody when &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;. came online.. haha, just slightly moody.. Okay, Okay, I was still moody.. But, the really retarded convo I had with him made me loosen up a bit.. yeah, just a teenie weenie bit.. HAHA, We were like fighting over guitarists.. He stole &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my zacky baby..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Haha.. But he can have syn for himself.. Then like, wth, he started talking bout Buckethead.. Ehh, he's a great guitarist kayy.. Then like, idk, I said &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Slash is mine&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And I'm gona be the next slash..&lt;/span&gt; Then he stole my line, and said he's already the next slash.. rawr.. It was like war.. A war which I would most probably have won.. After fighting over guitarists, we started arguing over bands.. HAHA, sorry kiddo, but guns n roses are taken..HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, my knee still hurts.. but wells, I aint dying, so I went over to the cousins.. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;KEVIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; SOLD HIS DRUM SET!&lt;/span&gt; Oh great! now how are we gona jam.. So it was a total waste of time... HAHA, not really.. We went over to the other crib, the one our grandfather bought for us.. haha.. yeahh, I know.. cool. HAHA.. So we started making videos! It was DAMN RETARDED.. We crashed my brother's bedroom..HAHA.. The theme for his room is supposed to be an oceanish under the sea theme.. haha.. RETARDED, I know!.. haha.. So his bed sheets were fishes, and shells and stuff.. HAHA, he even had sea creatures soft toys..HAHA.. gay much! So the drummer and I decided to make a vid about it.. We were supposed to be 'in the sea' floating on log rafts.. and sea turtles..HAHA.. and we were trying to get to shore.. lame.. haha.. but we look stupid, so it is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to make more vids.. HAHA, AIR GUITARING!!! haha.. we improvised stuff, like I used an octopus as my guitar, and Kevin used spongebob as his drums..HAHA, Then we went to my room, and did more vids.. We did one on SYNYSTER GATES AND ZACKY VENGEANCE! So, yeah, go check them out.. Its on my youtube channel.&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/amysoap"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/amysoap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;GOSH, YES! I STILL THINK THAT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BOY, ANDREW LEE IS HOT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&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/3303853489808588989-486101623060559397?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/486101623060559397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=486101623060559397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/486101623060559397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/486101623060559397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/10/whatever-im-next-slash.html' title='whatever, im the next slash.'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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-3303853489808588989.post-7728073710933518664</id><published>2008-10-26T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T14:52:15.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>angels sing of the end</title><content type='html'>Doc! I'm dying! I'm feeling compromised, and so dehumanized! -brompton cocktail Avenged Sevenfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously guys, I'm dying.. HAHA, no.. I just need to go for an operation on my knee.. I kinda broke it, at the A7X concert. Other that that, ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AVENGED SEVENFOLD CONCERT WAS A BLAST!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SQPKLyDxTrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/a6o3fA7WDkU/s1600-h/DSC02990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261271093463830194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SQPKLyDxTrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/a6o3fA7WDkU/s320/DSC02990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that's the duo guitar back to back pose, credits to my dear Afiqah babe &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok,ok.. so I'm just kidding, not dying, not going for operation.. but I really injured my phucking knee :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So anyways, damn, the a7x concert rawked so much, except for the part where I injured my left knee.. I couldn't walk, SERIOUSLY. I couldn't walk.. the next day.. I mean, I could walk, but it really hurts, and I'd be limping and stumbling.. So yeah.. mann, no skateboarding and extreme sports for at least a week.. mann, no jamming with the guys?! No jumping from amp to amp? No kicking the lead guitarist's pedal train away?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay, back to the concert.. So like straight after my math paper, I met my mom, and changed, and like went straight to expo. I reached Max Pavilion at 11.30am plus.. freaking late.. The queue was quite long already.. So, I wasn't the first in line :( So I sat and waited.. I needed to pee, but couldn't go, cause no one to help choap. So held my pee till Afiqah's friend, Nicole came. HAHA. She came at 2.45 pm.. So we chatted, and stuff, haha, she's really cool! And Afiqah babe came at 4 plus.. mega clev babe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So we like waited, then Nicole and I decided to cut queue.. We blended in with the first few people, then called Afiqah to come. Oh, and there was a freaking fight between some matts.. HAHA. Then everyone was cheering for them, it felt more like a WWE match..HAHA..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some time after, Andrew &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; called. He went to the wrong side luhh.. HAHA, luckily I spotted him. yes, &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Andrew looked as hot as ever..&lt;/span&gt; HAHA, skull tee. So we like waited..Standing up.. It was freaking hot.. Andrew was so tall, he could like breath fresh air.. no fair.. HAHA, everyone was pushing and stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;We finally got in.. I sprinted to the mosh ( really really bad move). Afiqah and Nicole were at the front.. I was supposed to go in front, but, Andrew couldn't.. cause he was too tall. So I didn't pangseh him.. I stayed there. Waited like one hour till avenged sevenfold played.. everyone was pushing, and I fell many times,... I got squashed on Andrew's back, haha, &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;even though I kinda liked him&lt;/span&gt;, it was still gross, I mean, all the sweat, and in biology, sweat consist of urea.. which is gross. Oh,oh! some chick grabbed Andrew's butt..&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wth, too bad that chick wasn't me.. HAHA, not that I want to..&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hmm..&lt;/span&gt; ok,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; EWW.. but I must say, Andrew has a sexy butt. He should be butt boy or something..okay, still eww!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I had a great fall, and like other people fell on my knee, and then there was this crack.. I couldn't stand.. Then I got dragged to the back of the hall. Phucking hurt.. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;HAHA, but honestly, I was thinking if Andrew was okay.. &lt;/span&gt;HAHA. So I rocked on at the back of the hall.. Their last song was a little piece of heaven. Was kinda bored of that song, so I decided to get the merch. They only sold the cds there.. They had Zacky Vengeance stickers, but it comes with the cd.. So&lt;br /&gt;I bought the cd.. and got the sticker.. And I really wanted another one.. So I did my innocent soap look, and sure enough, my charming look deceived the gullible sales man.. HAHA, yupp, I got my way, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the concert, I went to look for Andrew.. bloody phuck, he got the Zacky V pick..haha.. I decided to give Andrew the zacky v sticker.. since I had 2.. then we walked to the taxi stand, actually, no. He walked and I limped..HAHA Andrew was nice, he waited with me till my dad came.. And, my dad gave him a lift home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh wells, i still think andrew is hot. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9cc812c42d1c7f3d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9cc812c42d1c7f3d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331588163%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D786F0573B794E8532B8C8A80B2B5998194BBAA11.237E26A2C5EF07872ADC30E9AEF1E04E966C6F47%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9cc812c42d1c7f3d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9M9g4rAOwmDzXgZd1cH3w7qerOc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9cc812c42d1c7f3d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331588163%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D786F0573B794E8532B8C8A80B2B5998194BBAA11.237E26A2C5EF07872ADC30E9AEF1E04E966C6F47%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9cc812c42d1c7f3d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9M9g4rAOwmDzXgZd1cH3w7qerOc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303853489808588989-7728073710933518664?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7728073710933518664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=7728073710933518664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/7728073710933518664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/7728073710933518664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/10/angels-sing-of-end.html' title='angels sing of the end'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SQPKLyDxTrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/a6o3fA7WDkU/s72-c/DSC02990.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303853489808588989.post-6585649509808539373</id><published>2008-10-22T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T09:54:52.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>they dont know who we are!</title><content type='html'>Mann! I actually survived Chem paper 2!! I'm alive! Just had both English paper 1 and 2 yesterday, and chem paper 2 the day before..  Gosh, I thought I'd be dead by the second day, haha, but who knew! I'm a survivor! Okay, there's geog paper tmrw.. A maths is today.. what a killer.. HAHA, Well guys, I'm not gona wish you good luck. I'm sure you're all sick of it, so, LUCK ON! geddit? like rock on.. HAHA.. okay. Well, Andrew again.. hurrh.. There's the a7x concert on Friday, and ,and! He keeps changing his mind.. I really really really, from the bottom of my heart, REALLY want him to go.. So its like, when he first said he might be able to go, I was overjoyed, like, damn happy (: Then like he tells me he cant make it.. and its just such a smasher... Then like the next day he'd sms me, and say he might be able to go, and of course, I'm delighted to hear that. And, of course it was too good to be true, he messaged me again.. He said he confirmed could not go.. and I just become really upset.. Its feels like a roller coaster ride. You know there's going to be the upwards slopes, and the downwards slopes, and the 360s, You want to prepare yourself, but, its just happens so fast, its in a way, unpredictable, as in, you know its gona happen, but just don't know when it will strike.. Like the smses.. I know whenever he says he might go, he'll sms again telling me he cant go.. So, anyways, Andrew smsed me last night, he said he will try to go.. hurrh.. I'm sure that the next sms I get from him is that he cant go.. and I think the final decision will be that he cant go :/ oh wells..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can I do about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE ANDREW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&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/3303853489808588989-6585649509808539373?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6585649509808539373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=6585649509808539373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/6585649509808539373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/6585649509808539373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/10/they-dont-know-who-we-are.html' title='they dont know who we are!'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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-3303853489808588989.post-2787892496152330655</id><published>2008-10-20T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T12:19:44.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a few hours to my o levels, and im still here blogging :/</title><content type='html'>Heyy all, just wanna say that its uhm exactly 2 and a half hours till my first o level paper.. phucking chem.. yeah.. Well, I guess I'm starting to feel it.. hehh. oh wells, really touched this morn at about 6 am+ haha. I was still sleeping .. Then I got this sms from Andrew.. HAHA, and I like totally woke up.. haha, thanks to my sms ring tone.. wth. HAHA, it was almost easy by avenged sevenfold..HAHA.. Really nice to get the sms by Andrew, really thoughtful of him mann..HAHA, but , I WAS SLEEPING.. Well, at first, I just opened the message to stop the sms ring tone.. haha, then I like officially woke up at around 11 plus.. Cause, more good luck smses came in.. and my freggin sms ring tone kept playing..HAHA.. yeah.. I know, I'm a pig.. I love to sleep.. So like, uhm Andrew was officially the first person to send me a good luck sms.. THANKS ANDREW... for the sms.. (and waking me from my slumber -.-) haha.. And not forgetting all you guys for sending those smses.. the good luck and stuff.. IDK.. I don't think I'll do well.. Somehow, I just feel it, but, I trust God (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mann, I feel a little sad though.. I got a message from Andrew last night, he said he cant go for the a7x concert :( really sad luhh, but, his retarded messages made me smile, I guess.. HAHA, been really stressed the whole day, and I didn't laugh at all.. not even smile.. then Andrew was like, " i cant go for a7x concert" then I became more sad :( then he was like "don't forget to get me syn gates guitar" HAHA, and that was the first smile of the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I decided to watch OKTO.. heyy, its cool mann.. but I got bored.. So, I switched to Mr &amp;amp; Mrs Smith.. Honestly, I had some troubles sleeping.. My mind was constantly thinking bout stuff, like O levels the next day, Andrew not being able to go for a7x.. And many other stuff.. So I did my night prayer.. Still couldn't sleep.. So I wanted to go workout.. and do gym..but.. I was too lazy.. So I grabbed this book, this book was really special to me.. Infact, I was a gift.. A gift from someone.. And I think I got it quite recently.. Well, sure enough, I really went to sleep.. Till I got that sms from Andrew at 6 am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;I STILL THINK ANDREW IS HOT. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;3&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/3303853489808588989-2787892496152330655?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2787892496152330655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=2787892496152330655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/2787892496152330655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/2787892496152330655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/10/few-hours-to-my-o-levels-and-im-still.html' title='a few hours to my o levels, and im still here blogging :/'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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-3303853489808588989.post-433099736946611378</id><published>2008-10-18T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T13:29:24.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prom dress checked!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Heyyy&lt;/span&gt;! I'm back.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, honestly, right now..I should be studying.. but..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hehh&lt;/span&gt;.. Monday's paper is Chemistry.. damn..I'm like so screwed..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. Well, I guess I could retake Os? I don't know.. I just don't feel the stress, or adrenaline.. I must be going mad or something.. Every one's mugging.. And like all I'm doing is writing songs on my guitar.. and eating lots of soy bean??? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;yepp&lt;/span&gt;, guess I am crazy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;huhh&lt;/span&gt;. Damn, Avenged Sevenfold concert is like coming closer.. I SO TOTALLY CANT WAIT!!  And, I really hope Andrew Lee can go too.. :/  ANYWAYS, like the past few days, I've been doing some revision.. WAIT! not for my exams, for the A7X concert.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;yupp&lt;/span&gt;..told you I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;cookoo&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;, I'M NOT INSANE, I'M NOT INSANE.. so yeah.. I've been going on YouTube, and I've been searching for videos on Avenged Sevenfold concerts.. And, yeah, I've been taking notes.. Like which song to jump.. head bang.. rock on.. and even fling bra on stage.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, still gotta work on critical acclaim.. That song is really confusing.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, there's the "HEY, HEY, HEY" part.. I know that part we're supposed to clench our fist and throw them into the air.. but I'm not sure what to do when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;MSHADS&lt;/span&gt; does the talking part.. Oh wells.. We'll just have to wait and see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;huhh&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, been hanging out with my childhood good friend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Venessa&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.. We like did some catching up.. And like talk bout our childhood memories..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. And, and, she helped me pick out  my prom dress! Its pretty! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Ohh&lt;/span&gt;! I think I'm hanging out with her again, later.. We're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;gona&lt;/span&gt; pick my prom shoes!! Cant wait! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. Hanging out with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Ven&lt;/span&gt; is fun! Oh, and of course, I'm  so not wearing that prom dress to prom.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;gawna&lt;/span&gt; pimp it out!! do it the soap way!.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Soapify&lt;/span&gt; it.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;..  So, anyways, I was thinking of making my grand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;entrance&lt;/span&gt; to prom on a skateboard..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;rockin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;ehh&lt;/span&gt;? And, and, I wanna wear a green &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;bandanna&lt;/span&gt; around my face, mafia style..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. wait! and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;GRILLZ&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;yeahh&lt;/span&gt;! like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;whu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;rockstarr&lt;/span&gt;! and maybe I might get a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;skull face&lt;/span&gt; mask.. oh wells.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.. I'm one in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;ga&lt;/span&gt;-million-billion-trillion-zillion (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND YES  I STILL LIKE ANDREW LEE (:&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/3303853489808588989-433099736946611378?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/433099736946611378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=433099736946611378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/433099736946611378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/433099736946611378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/10/prom-dress-checked.html' title='prom dress checked!'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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-3303853489808588989.post-6982602332977622196</id><published>2008-10-12T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T17:24:46.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sundae, blardy sundae..</title><content type='html'>so, it's Sunday today.. And its really boring.. Why? Cause I'm not sailing.. Usually, sailing takes up my weekends.. And I loved weekends, cause there was sailing.. Now I hate it more than I hate Mondays.. sheesh. Its like so freaking boring okay.. There's seriously nothing to do.. The boys are at church.. So what, I have to jam alone? yeah right... Uhm, no point doing more revision.. Cause I cant get more stuff into my brain no more.. Dont feel like going out.. I mean, It's Sunday.. Malls are really gona be crowded.. Well, thank goodness there's the internet.. So I was really bored.. So I stumbled upon this cool website.. ah hah! Now, the boys can go to church everyday.. cause I've found a replacement band.. well, kinda.. haha. This web site is the band.. You just have to fill in some chords, choose your instrument(s) ..yepp, you can choose more than one instrument.. and just play! Wait there's more! The great thang bout this website is that, you dont have to be a profesional musician. Like for example, I'm a guitar person, I dont know a single thang bout drums.. And I think my junk came out kinda good.. So I'd recomend this to amature rockatars-to-be (: &lt;a href="http://www.jamstudio.com/Studio/index.htm"&gt;http://www.jamstudio.com/Studio/index.htm&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, uhm.. Amyways, I cant wait for Britney's latest album, circus to be released.. It will be out on 2nd December, which is also her birthday.. hmm, I think she's turning 27 or something. mann.. womanizer pwns big time! The video is like so great! Brit was hot! I'm so gona get circus! I knew it! Brit would come back! I still love you Brit! and I've always had &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/overdrive/?vid=288244"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;womanizer video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh! And of course, I also so cant wait for 24th Oct.. Avenged Sevenfold is coming to Singapore! mann! I love A7X! And, and I also have tickets! Matthew (mshads) is so freaking hot.. And Zachary (zacky v) .. too! Zacky's lip piercing is hot.. m shad has a really hot bod..oh, and not forgetting his smile..with dimples...aww.. And how can I ever forget Brian ( syn gates).. He's quite hot too.. but.. nahh.. Not that into him.. But.. I know I'm in love with his perfect guitar shredding.. It's like totally awsome.. uhm.. haha, I kinda forgot The Rev's real name, anyways.. he's a great drummer too.. And I guess Johnny's a great bassist too.. ahh, whattheheck.. the whole band rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mann.. lots of things coming up.. I so cant wait.. except for O levels.. phuck it mann.. damn exams.. oh wells.. I guess things just have to be balanced.. Where there's great things, there's phucked up things too.. like good, and evil, light and dark... And you get the point.. sopiDA VINCI &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: oh, and yes, i still like andrew lee&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/3303853489808588989-6982602332977622196?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6982602332977622196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=6982602332977622196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/6982602332977622196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/6982602332977622196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/10/sundae-blardy-sundae.html' title='sundae, blardy sundae..'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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-3303853489808588989.post-3519015783891218755</id><published>2008-10-11T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T13:53:44.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello copycat doll!</title><content type='html'>Here are some never before seen pictures I found.. Hey, I took a long time to find them ok.. So you all better enjoy.. haha, kidding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pictures of the band..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like brother, like sister?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPA9LKgGMbI/AAAAAAAAADk/MjKwiK4IJ68/s1600-h/IMG_0127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255768027148202418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPA9LKgGMbI/AAAAAAAAADk/MjKwiK4IJ68/s320/IMG_0127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; okayy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPA9LUIarMI/AAAAAAAAADs/vdvm6B0SZqw/s1600-h/CHIANG+MAI+HOLIDAY+DEC+2006+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255768029733235906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPA9LUIarMI/AAAAAAAAADs/vdvm6B0SZqw/s320/CHIANG+MAI+HOLIDAY+DEC+2006+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPA9Lct_OoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/PohfHKflcJE/s1600-h/CHIANG+MAI+HOLIDAY+DEC+2006+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255768032038304386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPA9Lct_OoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/PohfHKflcJE/s320/CHIANG+MAI+HOLIDAY+DEC+2006+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; weenie makin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPA9LRzf7GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Sr4znJWfs4w/s1600-h/CHIANG+MAI+HOLIDAY+DEC+2006+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255768029108628578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPA9LRzf7GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Sr4znJWfs4w/s320/CHIANG+MAI+HOLIDAY+DEC+2006+166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;uhm..sailing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sailing camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPA0x_R-y2I/AAAAAAAAADE/218LEBNOr0U/s1600-h/IMG_0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255758798546455394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPA0x_R-y2I/AAAAAAAAADE/218LEBNOr0U/s320/IMG_0592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gals from sailing..haha, constipated faces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPA0yVsNfcI/AAAAAAAAADU/GTj_TmrQD3A/s1600-h/IMG_0590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255758804562050498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPA0yVsNfcI/AAAAAAAAADU/GTj_TmrQD3A/s320/IMG_0590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha, sing siam.. wen looks spastic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPA0yikPD8I/AAAAAAAAADc/cLGjHzE7K8Y/s1600-h/Sing+Siam+1+June+to+11+June+2006.+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255758808018259906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPA0yikPD8I/AAAAAAAAADc/cLGjHzE7K8Y/s320/Sing+Siam+1+June+to+11+June+2006.+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; overseas sailing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAza9dZmQI/AAAAAAAAACU/kMQNQtN0_hY/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255757303408859394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAza9dZmQI/AAAAAAAAACU/kMQNQtN0_hY/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha, some MF n00b getting pwn-ed by princess and i..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAza-CsW5I/AAAAAAAAACc/kPTjoMNxRAg/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255757303565278098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAza-CsW5I/AAAAAAAAACc/kPTjoMNxRAg/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i love you tessa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAza6rT_FI/AAAAAAAAACk/IMRbN_gci34/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255757302661905490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAza6rT_FI/AAAAAAAAACk/IMRbN_gci34/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the guys from sailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAzbIJOnEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NGxjuX97Iyw/s1600-h/IMG_0625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255757306277043266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAzbIJOnEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NGxjuX97Iyw/s320/IMG_0625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;pictures with polly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;polly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAxG587olI/AAAAAAAAABs/F4ef3H_kuyQ/s1600-h/Bo0b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255754759846732370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAxG587olI/AAAAAAAAABs/F4ef3H_kuyQ/s320/Bo0b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; its okay to be retarded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAxHHJwTuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/y3Lbn3KgCI8/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255754763390176994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAxHHJwTuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/y3Lbn3KgCI8/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we we're sec 2 okay..&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAxHVQnoTI/AAAAAAAAACE/1007i-DD85w/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255754767177064754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAxHVQnoTI/AAAAAAAAACE/1007i-DD85w/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pictures related to uhm..school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 saint anne 2006 starry starry!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAtg8y41JI/AAAAAAAAABM/Ne9SPStuwj0/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255750809239999634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAtg8y41JI/AAAAAAAAABM/Ne9SPStuwj0/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; thats what we go to school for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAtgzkid9I/AAAAAAAAABU/YXCU-Z_qqPE/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255750806763894738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAtgzkid9I/AAAAAAAAABU/YXCU-Z_qqPE/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the best hair-ed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAs6Ed_2GI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jeEvSWeOY-Q/s1600-h/the+clan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255750141284964450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAs6Ed_2GI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jeEvSWeOY-Q/s320/the+clan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pai kias (:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAs6RUMCUI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iAGkJAggEms/s1600-h/tsf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255750144733481282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAs6RUMCUI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iAGkJAggEms/s320/tsf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; shark bait and bird brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAs6i9fdOI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QYTLzI6HgNc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255750149470123234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAs6i9fdOI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QYTLzI6HgNc/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are posers for life mann&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAs6htnd3I/AAAAAAAAAA8/sjykXPBAFjQ/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255750149135103858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAs6htnd3I/AAAAAAAAAA8/sjykXPBAFjQ/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo! bus shot!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAs694XpwI/AAAAAAAAABE/yp3nDdb_-v4/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255750156696397570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAs694XpwI/AAAAAAAAABE/yp3nDdb_-v4/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats our graduation pic..&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAt8v6x2XI/AAAAAAAAABc/vR5w35E3VNM/s1600-h/grad+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255751286819772786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAt8v6x2XI/AAAAAAAAABc/vR5w35E3VNM/s320/grad+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studded belt, slip ons? im a hardcore punk&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAt8syYdcI/AAAAAAAAABk/tumbsgGEQtU/s1600-h/grad+pic+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255751285979248066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPAt8syYdcI/AAAAAAAAABk/tumbsgGEQtU/s320/grad+pic+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303853489808588989-3519015783891218755?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3519015783891218755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=3519015783891218755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/3519015783891218755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/3519015783891218755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-copycat-doll.html' title='hello copycat doll!'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SPA9LKgGMbI/AAAAAAAAADk/MjKwiK4IJ68/s72-c/IMG_0127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303853489808588989.post-7237725155990317617</id><published>2008-10-10T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T12:13:05.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell me where our time went.</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm back here blogging.. So here's the thing.. I feel really really bad.. This morning, I went online, and ZOMG! &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;. was online.. mann, its been a really long time since I've seen him online.. So yeah, kinda overjoyed I guess.. Wait, not quite.. That's also the part where I felt really bad.. okay..SO, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;. started the convo.. he said 'hey', so I said 'oh, heyy'. Then, he was like 'so hows things?'.... Well, you know me, I always speak my mind, and I don't really give any thought to it.. so I replied an honest answer.. I said 'bad...' Honestly, I really was going through some troubles.. like, I was really troubled.. Well, okay, I guess its not just &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;. I mean, there were other close friends who asked me how I've been.. and, I'd start off telling them how I really am feeling.. then I'll just suddenly tell them I was kidding.. and that I was fine.. So yeah, I did the same.. After some time, I told him that I was only kidding.. and I am fine.. Ok.. I'm not trying to be a bad friend, the kind that lies to their friends, but.. the thing is.. I really cant let my friends worry.. So I just found out that my knee problem just got worse.. I really have got no idea whats gonna happen.. I'm starting to go depressed again.. I really need the sun, the sea, the wind.. I need to sail.. idk.. I think I've grown attached to sailing.. like, every sat and sun, at night, after my night prayer, before I go to sleep, I just start to tear.. And all that's in my head just has to do with sailing..I start to think of princess, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;. , all my friends.. everything.. I just become so, so , so damn sad. I feel that weird feeling in my heart... It feels like its stretching, or something like that.. And eventually, I cry myself to sleep.. idk. is it because I feel this emptiness? Usually, sailing would take up my whole weekend.. it distracts me.. And now that I've quit sailing, Its just not there anymore.. I didn't willingly quit sailing in the first place.. I just thought that, maybe if I quit sailing, I'd forget bout &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;. , and I'd stop hurting myself.. But, I am so wrong.. I just got into a more phucked up depression state.. Why did I ever have to fall for him..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303853489808588989-7237725155990317617?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7237725155990317617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=7237725155990317617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/7237725155990317617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/7237725155990317617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/10/tell-me-where-our-time-went.html' title='tell me where our time went.'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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-3303853489808588989.post-4124604767246053245</id><published>2008-10-06T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T18:46:01.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect skies with no rain</title><content type='html'>Heyy all! guess who's back, back again, tell a friend! HAHA, I was bored.. so I went on the internet.. Then I went on google.. And guess what? I was still bored! phuck man.. HAHA, so anyways, I decided to click blogger search.. blogger searched my name.. Guess what? I'm not bored no more! I'm phucking pissed off.. Some phucking biatch was biatching bout me.. Bunch of NINNIES.. btw, I think by now, everyone has realised that I've been using the word ninny quite oftent.. Well, Shakespear taught me that..HAHA. go read A Midsummers Night dream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS,  puhcking exams are coming closer.. And I'm the least prepared.. As usual.. BUT there's one thang That I know I'm phucking prepared for.. Avenged Sevenfold  concert! Yeah mann! Oh, and I'm sure everyone knows bout my free tickers, YES! I'm not kidding.. ITS FREE!&lt;br /&gt;call me, beep me, if ya wanna the free tix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know.. im the best (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303853489808588989-4124604767246053245?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4124604767246053245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=4124604767246053245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/4124604767246053245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/4124604767246053245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/10/perfect-skies-with-no-rain.html' title='perfect skies with no rain'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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-3303853489808588989.post-8345644769479711881</id><published>2008-09-21T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T10:38:59.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>these chicks dont even know the name of my band.</title><content type='html'>ok, I know I said I'm going to alternate between my blogs, but haha, I kinda figured I prefer this blog better (:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SNWrpbdhqQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jFj87YBDWxM/s1600-h/A7X+proof.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248289669004765442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SNWrpbdhqQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jFj87YBDWxM/s320/A7X+proof.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ok, see that? thats proof that I bought my a7x tix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SNWrpV7hl9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/57vUcflhzNg/s1600-h/Pat.+Day1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248289667519977426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SNWrpV7hl9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/57vUcflhzNg/s320/Pat.+Day1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thats patron's day 2008 (: HsuehNi and Soap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SNWrp-lNSzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kcz7S0gn92A/s1600-h/Pat.+Day2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248289678432226098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SNWrp-lNSzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kcz7S0gn92A/s320/Pat.+Day2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hsueh Ni and Soap again, check out Rahwani's spastic faceee!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not been blogging for the past few days, so, I'm starting with Thursday, 18 September. Mann, I effing hate the new school timetable.. Its so unproductive. Lessons last almost 2 hours long..And its mass learning.. Its like some JC or Poly Lecture class.. haha, but although it aint productive, it dont mean that it aint fun...haha, Obviously class is fun.. Duh.. Its unproductive.. So we just sit in the middle of the hall, and gossip, tell jokes, do lame stuff, eat, sms, camwhore..or basically just have fun (: And school is so fun, because, its mass lecture.. they dont take attandance.. So far, I already pon-ed twice (: I know...Its damn n00b, but at least I pon-ed.. haha, not like those peepsqueeks who are so blardy goodie two shoes (: Oh, yeah..wtf.. I only found out about avenged sevenfold coming to Singapore on thursday! WTF man..haha, and I only found out when Andrew wrote me a comment on Friendster.. haha, I cant believe it.. I stop watching MTV, and going to myspace, and ilove music, and I become so outdated..haha, so yeah..I just found bout the a7x concert.. next day was Friday.. When I saw michelle and sarah, I screamed.. I was like WTF a7x is coming to singapore, and I didnt know! WTH! You all know and didnt tell me! haha.. then I saw Rachel.. when we saw each other, we were like screaming and jumping up and down.haha, it was all damn retarded.. We were like screaming " OMG DID YOU KNOW A7X IS COMING TO SINGAPORE! ARE YOU GOING FOR AVENGED SEVENFOND CONCERT?!" then we just sarted to just scream.. haha.. mann, it was crazy..and it was still early in the morning..haha, at a church some more..wth mann..haha so Anyway, we had out patron's day thang, and took lotsa pics.. NEXT DAY was Saturday...which is today's yesterday.. haha. Went over to Shepherd's drive in the morning, went to the closest sistic outlet, which was at tiong. haha, I made friends with the ticket guy..haha (: got my discounted ticket (: mann, holding the a7x ticket in my hand was like holding gold or diamond..mann it felt sooo good..haha. mann, I'm so hardcore.. I found out bout the concert, and within 48 hours, I got the ticket! Anyways, went back home, with a big smile on my face, brought my cool and hip grand mother to queensway.. she liked my checkered slipons, so guess what, she bought the exact same pair as me.. My grand mother is so cool to the max, to the core! haha. Went to the cousins' crib in the evening.. Played Halo 2... haha. spartan 117 (: and went for dinner with the band..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEY! I STILL LOVE ANDREW. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mann.. I got chinese B orals tomorrow..At a NSK school..mann...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303853489808588989-8345644769479711881?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8345644769479711881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=8345644769479711881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/8345644769479711881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/8345644769479711881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/09/these-chicks-dont-even-know-name-of-my.html' title='these chicks dont even know the name of my band.'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou7yjzM-Ej0/SNWrpbdhqQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jFj87YBDWxM/s72-c/A7X+proof.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303853489808588989.post-3550579403212087238</id><published>2008-09-17T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T18:01:49.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>acoustic distortion, baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Uhm&lt;/span&gt;, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I guess&lt;/span&gt; I finally decided to use this blog for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;, err, I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; most probably alternate the blog, so guys, for my next post, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; come to this blog.. go to the soapy-secrets one (: So, anyways, you guys may have seen a glimpse of me on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;teevee&lt;/span&gt;, and just wondered, yo, was that soap?! Well, I'm here to clarify, that , yes. That was me on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;teevee&lt;/span&gt; (: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;QinWei&lt;/span&gt;, aka Polly, Sarah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ann&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Sherly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ann&lt;/span&gt;, and I were on cause we won some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;mediacorp&lt;/span&gt; stuff (: Max &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Loong&lt;/span&gt; is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hottt&lt;/span&gt;!! Oh, and I'm sure some of you guys also heard that I won the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;First&lt;/span&gt; class comic design &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;, and I owe it all to the peeps who voted for me (: So yeah, Thanks guys, you rock! Anyways, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;pon&lt;/span&gt;-ed Lit class today..Uhm..oh yeah, I taught &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Hsueh&lt;/span&gt; Ni how to play the guitar...oh, oh, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Toria&lt;/span&gt; and I gave piggy a total &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;extreme&lt;/span&gt; make over.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.. Anyways, like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;wtfffff&lt;/span&gt;. I need to pay 24 bucks for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;CLB&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; exam.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;CLB&lt;/span&gt; orals is on this coming Monday..And, and, the venue will be at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Queens way&lt;/span&gt; Sec School... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;eww&lt;/span&gt;, no offence and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;what knot&lt;/span&gt;, but I'll be surrounded by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;NSK&lt;/span&gt; :/ Its not that I really have a problem with them, but its just that..err, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, I shall just say that I'm uncomfortable with that, and that it just feels &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;weeeeirrrd&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. Gosh, I really miss sailing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;biggy&lt;/span&gt;.. most importantly of all, I miss &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;. Sigh..its been like forever since I last saw him..Mann, I regret not going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Tiong&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, from this week onwards, I'll make it a point to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Tiong&lt;/span&gt; every Friday..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;mann&lt;/span&gt;.. the weirdest things I'd do just to see the guy I like.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;, I bet if I ever start to love him, I'd love him more than I'd love myself, but obviously not more than God. God rocks! He's the greatest guy man, like, if it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; for him, this wonderful creation (&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;.) , would have NEVER existed in my life. So yeah, praise the great guy up there. So, anyways, I'm going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Bugis&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Toria&lt;/span&gt;, and maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Hsueh&lt;/span&gt; Ni, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Jomaine&lt;/span&gt;, tomorrow..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303853489808588989-3550579403212087238?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3550579403212087238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=3550579403212087238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/3550579403212087238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/3550579403212087238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/09/acoustic-distortion-baby.html' title='acoustic distortion, baby'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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-3303853489808588989.post-4358384942173707058</id><published>2008-09-14T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T14:37:14.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>erm, i created this blog for fun.. just felt like creating a blog skin (:&lt;br /&gt;cheers. and bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303853489808588989-4358384942173707058?l=soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4358384942173707058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303853489808588989&amp;postID=4358384942173707058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/4358384942173707058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303853489808588989/posts/default/4358384942173707058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapy-sickass-secrets.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>soapie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10275840110168370720</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>
