<?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-9109151275507133444</id><updated>2012-02-17T09:05:53.223+08:00</updated><category term='Mobile'/><title type='text'>forevermeranti:differing dissidents</title><subtitle type='html'>Crimson words, dark and archaic. Not unlike the soft spells of a temptress, or the wild words of a wise lord. It is also the soft whisper of your lover, and the vile screams of a traitor.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09439826345370857491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXdOGSHadqE/Sy2PZe9-z_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/3Enx0iUGogc/S220/Image064.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109151275507133444.post-3672053279297334755</id><published>2012-02-17T09:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T09:05:53.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Carpenters - Solitaire</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; "&gt;There was a man, a lonely man&lt;br /&gt;Who lost his love through his indifference&lt;br /&gt;A heart that cared, that went unchecked&lt;br /&gt;Until it died in his silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And solitaire's the only game in town&lt;br /&gt;And every road that takes him, takes him down&lt;br /&gt;And by himself, it's easy to pretend&lt;br /&gt;He'll never love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And keeping to himself he plays the game&lt;br /&gt;Without her love it always ends the same&lt;br /&gt;While life goes on around him everywhere&lt;br /&gt;He's playing solitaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day, a lonely day&lt;br /&gt;So much to say that goes unspoken&lt;br /&gt;And through the night, his sleepless nights&lt;br /&gt;His eyes are closed, his heart is broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And solitaire's the only game in town&lt;br /&gt;And every road that takes him, takes him down&lt;br /&gt;And by himself it's easy to pretend&lt;br /&gt;She's coming back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And keeping to himself he plays the game&lt;br /&gt;Without her love it always ends the same&lt;br /&gt;While life goes on around him everywhere&lt;br /&gt;He's playing solitaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little hope, goes up in smoke&lt;br /&gt;Just how it goes, goes without saying&lt;br /&gt;Solitaire&lt;br /&gt;And by himself it's easy to pretend&lt;br /&gt;He'll never love again&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And keeping to himself he plays the game&lt;br /&gt;Without her love it always ends the same&lt;br /&gt;While life goes on around him everywhere&lt;br /&gt;He's playing solitaire&lt;br /&gt;Solitaire, solitaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; "&gt;___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; "&gt;Lyrics taken from: http://www.lyrics007.com/Carpenters%20Lyrics/Solitaire%20Lyrics.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-3672053279297334755?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/3672053279297334755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109151275507133444&amp;postID=3672053279297334755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/3672053279297334755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/3672053279297334755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2012/02/carpenters-solitaire.html' title='The Carpenters - Solitaire'/><author><name>Azim Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10753958657491724533</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-9109151275507133444.post-2976255707967067622</id><published>2012-02-09T11:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T11:21:51.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A hundred letters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Excerpts of a wonderful text.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(23, 56, 119); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;To say simply, for instance, that Sufism is the pursuit of the inward path toward God implies that God is a clear destination. Since when one travels somewhere one is leaving one place behind and heading for a different and distinct location, the suggestion is that Sufism entails leaving one self behind in the quest for a "true" self. The worldly experience must be shed, from this point of view, for the sake of a complete immersion in divine being. Such an understanding of Sufism would, however, ultimately both distort and fall short of capturing Sufism’s complexity and essence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(23, 56, 119); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(23, 56, 119); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;Bruce Lawrence, in his foreward to The Hundred Letters, identifies the text’s articulation of the tensions at the heart of Sufism to be its most profound strengths. Lawrence describes the text’s "artful balance—between reflection and conduct, between explanation and advocacy, between attachment to the Law and pursuit of the Way, between sobriety and ecstasy, bondage and freedom, death and life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(23, 56, 119); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(23, 56, 119); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;"Sufism permits no stasis. Remember that water left to stand becomes stagnant!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(23, 56, 119); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(23, 56, 119); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is pleasure in separation from You, and tyranny in Your presence:&lt;br /&gt;That pleasure is better, for we have no strength to bear Your tyranny!&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;If You welcome me, then I am Your accepted one:&lt;br /&gt;If You do not, I am still Your rejected servant!&lt;br /&gt;I should not be worried whether You accept or reject me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(23, 56, 119); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;My task, in either state, is to remain preoccupied with You!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Times;font-size:100%;color:#173877;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Times;font-size:100%;color:#173877;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Link: http://www.rsiss.net/paulistpress/maneri.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-2976255707967067622?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/2976255707967067622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109151275507133444&amp;postID=2976255707967067622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/2976255707967067622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/2976255707967067622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2012/02/hundred-letters.html' title='A hundred letters'/><author><name>Azim Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10753958657491724533</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-9109151275507133444.post-1258121166435015548</id><published>2011-12-27T11:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T11:14:47.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Timeless Vanities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://beeillustrated.files.wordpress.com/2011/11/blackrose.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://beeillustrated.files.wordpress.com/2011/11/blackrose.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The creation of words, is easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To emulate them, exactly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is not so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To hold dear to your conscience,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you willing to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be prepared to face everything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By doing nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is how it is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To depend merely on logic,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To climb a cliff of pure glass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Rose taken from: http://beeillustrated.wordpress.com/2011/11/25/the-black-rose/ via Google Image)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-1258121166435015548?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/1258121166435015548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109151275507133444&amp;postID=1258121166435015548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/1258121166435015548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/1258121166435015548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2011/12/timeless-vanities.html' title='Timeless Vanities'/><author><name>Azim Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10753958657491724533</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-9109151275507133444.post-5405237134056678259</id><published>2011-11-09T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T23:30:09.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay. ;(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;I need some time just deliver the things that I need for now&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I feel's like a warm deep calm casting over me&lt;br /&gt;And it's taking me to somewhere new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe that everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;You won't be all alone tonight&lt;br /&gt;And I'd be blessed by the light of your company,&lt;br /&gt;Slowly lifting me to somewhere new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh can you tell, I haven't slept very well&lt;br /&gt;Since the last time that we spoke, you said&lt;br /&gt;"Please understand if I see you again don't even say hello."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a night it is, when you live like this&lt;br /&gt;And you're coming up beneath the clouds,&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me down&lt;br /&gt;All the love's still there I just don't know what to do with it now&lt;br /&gt;You know, I still can't believe we both did some things&lt;br /&gt;I don't even wanna think about&lt;br /&gt;Just say you love me and I'll say "I'm sorry,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anybody else to feel this way"&lt;br /&gt;No, no, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh can you tell, I haven't slept very well&lt;br /&gt;Since the last time that we spoke, I said&lt;br /&gt;"Please understand I've been drinking again, and all I do is hope"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please... stay&lt;br /&gt;Please stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll admit I was wrong about everything&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm high and I don't wanna come down&lt;br /&gt;All the fun that we had on your mothers couch,&lt;br /&gt;I don't even wanna think about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not strong enough for the both of us&lt;br /&gt;What was I supposed to do&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you&lt;br /&gt;Whoa-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please just stay&lt;br /&gt;Stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;_____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;I love you. Please stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-5405237134056678259?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/5405237134056678259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109151275507133444&amp;postID=5405237134056678259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/5405237134056678259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/5405237134056678259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2011/11/stay.html' title='Stay. ;('/><author><name>Azim Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10753958657491724533</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-9109151275507133444.post-1154968836364117966</id><published>2011-11-03T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T00:22:54.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruised and scarred</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;It all goes back to the first kiss&lt;br /&gt;It was the one I thought I'd never miss&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we were one of the lucky ones&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just not quite strong enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was supposed to be the easy part&lt;br /&gt;But breaking down is what I found hard&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm wearing this smile that I don't believe in&lt;br /&gt;Inside I feel like screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave me every reason to believe I'd found the one&lt;br /&gt;But my doubts somehow they sold me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bruised and scarred&lt;br /&gt;Save me from this broken heart&lt;br /&gt;All my love will slowly fade and fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Someone please sing this lovesick melody&lt;br /&gt;Call my name if you're afraid&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a kiss away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding out in the hardest way&lt;br /&gt;The consequence of every mistake I've ever made&lt;br /&gt;Baby what's it like to be alone?&lt;br /&gt;(Baby, what's it like to be alone)&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to know, I don't want to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave me every reason to believe I'd found the one&lt;br /&gt;But my doubts somehow they sold me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bruised and scarred&lt;br /&gt;Save me from this broken heart&lt;br /&gt;All my love will slowly fade and fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Someone please sing this lovesick melody&lt;br /&gt;Call my name if you're afraid&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a kiss away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So baby be honest&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you wanted?&lt;br /&gt;We lost what we started&lt;br /&gt;And found out much more than we want to know&lt;br /&gt;(More than we want to know)&lt;br /&gt;About how we're letting go&lt;br /&gt;(About how we're letting go)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So baby be honest&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you wanted?&lt;br /&gt;We lost what we started&lt;br /&gt;And found out much more than we want to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bruised and scarred&lt;br /&gt;Save me from this broken heart&lt;br /&gt;All my love will slowly fade and fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Someone please sing this lovesick melody&lt;br /&gt;Call my name if you're afraid&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a kiss away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;A letter is all I deserve now. I realize that. And I'm sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;But sorry is never enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-1154968836364117966?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/1154968836364117966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109151275507133444&amp;postID=1154968836364117966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/1154968836364117966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/1154968836364117966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2011/11/bruised-and-scarred.html' title='Bruised and scarred'/><author><name>Amiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09439826345370857491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXdOGSHadqE/Sy2PZe9-z_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/3Enx0iUGogc/S220/Image064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109151275507133444.post-1236872964165200583</id><published>2011-10-14T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T02:41:59.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;color:#ffffff;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day&lt;br /&gt;runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth&lt;br /&gt;in numberless blades of grass&lt;br /&gt;and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle of birth&lt;br /&gt;and of death, in ebb and in flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world of life.&lt;br /&gt;And my pride is from the life-throb of ages dancing in my blood this moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;color:#ffffff;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;color:#ffffff;" &gt;-Gary Schyman - Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-1236872964165200583?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/1236872964165200583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109151275507133444&amp;postID=1236872964165200583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/1236872964165200583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/1236872964165200583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2011/10/same-stream-of-life-that-runs-through.html' title=''/><author><name>Azim Razak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10753958657491724533</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-9109151275507133444.post-3988349907492363047</id><published>2011-08-20T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T11:04:00.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You and I were friends from outer space</title><content type='html'>You and I were friends from outer space &lt;br /&gt;Afraid to let go &lt;br /&gt;The only 2 who understood this place &lt;br /&gt;And s far as we know &lt;br /&gt;We were way before our time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As bold as we were blind &lt;br /&gt;Just another perfect mistake &lt;br /&gt;Another bridge to take &lt;br /&gt;On the way of letting go, &lt;br /&gt;This ain't goodbye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just the way love goes &lt;br /&gt;But where's that woman now, to keep away the cold &lt;br /&gt;This ain togood bye &lt;br /&gt;It's Not where our story ends &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know you can't be mine, not the way you always been &lt;br /&gt;As long as we've got time &lt;br /&gt;Then this ain't goodbye &lt;br /&gt;Oh no, this ain't goodbye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were stars up in the sunlit sky &lt;br /&gt;No one else could see &lt;br /&gt;Neither of else ever thought to ask why &lt;br /&gt;It wasn't meant to be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we were way too high &lt;br /&gt;To ever understand &lt;br /&gt;Baby we were victims of all the foolish plans &lt;br /&gt;We began to divide &lt;br /&gt;But this ain't goodbye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just the way love goes &lt;br /&gt;But where's the woman now to keep way the cold, oh no &lt;br /&gt;This iain't goodbye &lt;br /&gt;It's not where our story ends &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know you cant be mine &lt;br /&gt;Just like the way you've always been &lt;br /&gt;As long as we got time, &lt;br /&gt;This ain't good bye, &lt;br /&gt;Oh no, this ain't good bye, oh oh, oh no this ain't goodbye &lt;br /&gt;This ain't goodbye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I were friends from outer space &lt;br /&gt;Afraid to let go &lt;br /&gt;The only two who understood this place &lt;br /&gt;And as far as we know &lt;br /&gt;This ain't goodbye &lt;br /&gt;Oh no this ain't goodbye &lt;br /&gt;This ain't goodbye oh no this ain't goodbye &lt;br /&gt;This ain't goodbye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just the way love goes &lt;br /&gt;But where's that woman now, to keep away the cold, oh no, &lt;br /&gt;This ain't goodbye &lt;br /&gt;This isn't where the story ends &lt;br /&gt;But I know you cant be mine &lt;br /&gt;Like the way you've always been &lt;br /&gt;This ain't goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very nice song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-3988349907492363047?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXdOGSHadqE/Sy2PZe9-z_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/3Enx0iUGogc/S220/Image064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109151275507133444.post-7404355771960232974</id><published>2011-02-04T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T21:46:34.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog's first Malay song? ;D</title><content type='html'>Bidadari - Mona Lyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telah ku tuliskan lagu untukmu&lt;br /&gt;Satu cerita tentang aku denganmu&lt;br /&gt;Agar kau dapat memahami aku&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bukannya maksudku untuk mengganggumu&lt;br /&gt;Kini ku resah diriku tanpa dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Tak mungkin dapat ku lupakan kamu&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Maafkan aku&lt;br /&gt;Kerna meninggalkan kamu&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dan ku sedari&lt;br /&gt;Kaulah satunya wahai bidadari&lt;br /&gt;Kaulah cintaku kaulah nyawaku&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Masihkah ada cinta&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun hanya secebis di hati&lt;br /&gt;Itu yang ku pinta (itu yang ku pinta)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dan ku berjanji tuk terus setia&lt;br /&gt;Hanya padamu ku curahkan cinta&lt;br /&gt;Yang ada di hati&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dan ku sedari&lt;br /&gt;Kaulah satunya wahai bidadari&lt;br /&gt;Kaulah cintaku kaulah nyawaku&lt;br /&gt;Ku sedari &lt;br /&gt;Kau tiada pengganti wahai bidadari&lt;br /&gt;Kaulah cintaku kaulah nyawaku&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tak dapat ku mengerti&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang terjadi&lt;br /&gt;Namunku kini pasti&lt;br /&gt;Hanya kau yang di hati&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dan ku sedari&lt;br /&gt;Kaulah satunya wahai bidadari&lt;br /&gt;Kaulah cintaku kaulah nyawaku&lt;br /&gt;Ku sedari&lt;br /&gt;Kaulah satunya wahai bidadari&lt;br /&gt;Kaulah cintaku kaulah nyawaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s.: I blame you for making me embrace Haiqualism, due to this catchy tune. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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;D'/><author><name>Amiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09439826345370857491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXdOGSHadqE/Sy2PZe9-z_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/3Enx0iUGogc/S220/Image064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109151275507133444.post-8999030371959300721</id><published>2010-12-15T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T03:07:59.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear DeeDee,</title><content type='html'>Good night my angel time to close you eyes&lt;br /&gt;And save these questions for another day&lt;br /&gt;I think I know what you've been asking me &lt;br /&gt;I think you know what I've been trying to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised I would never leave you&lt;br /&gt;And you should always know&lt;br /&gt;Where ever you may go&lt;br /&gt;No matter where you are&lt;br /&gt;I never will be far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night my angel now it's time to sleep&lt;br /&gt;And still so many things I want to say&lt;br /&gt;Remember all the songs you sang for me&lt;br /&gt;When we went sailing on an emerald bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like a boat out on the ocean&lt;br /&gt;I'm rocking you to sleep&lt;br /&gt;The water's dark and deep &lt;br /&gt;Inside this ancient heart&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight my angel now it's time to dream&lt;br /&gt;And dream how wondeful your life will be&lt;br /&gt;Someday your child will cry and if you sing this lullaby&lt;br /&gt;Then in your heart there will always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll all be gone &lt;br /&gt;But lullabies go on and on&lt;br /&gt;They never die that's how you and I will be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-8999030371959300721?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/8999030371959300721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109151275507133444&amp;postID=8999030371959300721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/8999030371959300721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/8999030371959300721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2010/12/dear-deedee.html' title='Dear DeeDee,'/><author><name>Amiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09439826345370857491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXdOGSHadqE/Sy2PZe9-z_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/3Enx0iUGogc/S220/Image064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109151275507133444.post-1020911008797362938</id><published>2010-10-12T15:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T15:10:55.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Until You Won Me Over</title><content type='html'>Why you gotta look so sad&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you pick today&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk yourself out of this&lt;br /&gt;We're all afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say it comes when you don't look&lt;br /&gt;So I'll help you look away&lt;br /&gt;You always try to make me smile&lt;br /&gt;Let me do the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I was given the sunlight&lt;br /&gt;A thousand chances to live a sweet life&lt;br /&gt;Oh I cut all my loses&lt;br /&gt;I thought I lost you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until you won me over&lt;br /&gt;Until you won me over... darling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll live of the hope I find&lt;br /&gt;To talk to you all night&lt;br /&gt;And we'll put all the stars together&lt;br /&gt;And make them line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running circles in the wind&lt;br /&gt;As we're falling free&lt;br /&gt;I'm never looking back this time&lt;br /&gt;Just stay with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I was given the sunlight,&lt;br /&gt;A thousand chances to live a sweet life&lt;br /&gt;oh I had cut all my loses&lt;br /&gt;I thought I lost you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until you won me over&lt;br /&gt;Until you won me over... darling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I was given the sunlight,&lt;br /&gt;A thousand chances to live a sweet life&lt;br /&gt;Oh I had cut all my loses&lt;br /&gt;I thought I lost you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until you won me over&lt;br /&gt;Until you won me over... darling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/rUENUsKMpYc/hqdefault.jpg)"  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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/1020911008797362938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/1020911008797362938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2010/10/until-you-won-me-over.html' title='Until You Won Me Over'/><author><name>Amiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09439826345370857491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXdOGSHadqE/Sy2PZe9-z_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/3Enx0iUGogc/S220/Image064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109151275507133444.post-4637393279912633283</id><published>2010-08-31T09:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T09:37:39.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My grandfather's clock</title><content type='html'>Did your mum ever make a book on nursery rhymes for you? A book filled with all the usual nursery rhymes: little red indians, incy wincy spider, jack and jill... and my grandfather's clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that picture of the grandfather's clock she drew in her neat hand, and the words she wrote down beside it, on a small page I never desecrated with writings, so much can't be said of other pages without the illustrations, and words. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f3tlIMJ9bK0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f3tlIMJ9bK0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, her song was short and precise, and I remember parts of it till now. Especially the chorus, but it was a sort of sad song, but one so little as Four could not, however, comprehend that feeling. Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, here's the song for ya, taken off a &lt;a href="http://www.kididdles.com/lyrics/m018.html"&gt;nursery song site&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My grandfather's clock&lt;br /&gt;Was too large for the shelf,&lt;br /&gt;So it stood ninety years on the floor;&lt;br /&gt;It was taller by half&lt;br /&gt;Than the old man himself,&lt;br /&gt;Though it weighed not a pennyweight more.&lt;br /&gt;It was bought on the morn&lt;br /&gt;Of the day that he was born,&lt;br /&gt;It was always his treasure and pride;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it stopped short&lt;br /&gt;Never to go again,&lt;br /&gt;When the old man died.&lt;br /&gt;Ninety years without slumbering,&lt;br /&gt;Tick, tock, tick, tock,&lt;br /&gt;His life seconds numbering,&lt;br /&gt;Tick, tock, tick, tock,&lt;br /&gt;It stopped short&lt;br /&gt;Never to go again,&lt;br /&gt;When the old man died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In watching its pendulum&lt;br /&gt;Swing to and fro,&lt;br /&gt;Many hours had he spent while a boy;&lt;br /&gt;And in childhood and manhood&lt;br /&gt;The clock seemed to know,&lt;br /&gt;And share both his grief and his joy.&lt;br /&gt;And it struck twenty-four&lt;br /&gt;When he entered at the door,&lt;br /&gt;With a blooming and beautiful bride;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it stopped short&lt;br /&gt;Never to go again,&lt;br /&gt;When the old man died.&lt;br /&gt;Ninety years without slumbering,&lt;br /&gt;Tick, tock, tick, tock,&lt;br /&gt;His life seconds numbering,&lt;br /&gt;Tick, tock, tick, tock,&lt;br /&gt;It stopped short&lt;br /&gt;Never to go again,&lt;br /&gt;When the old man died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninety years without slumbering,&lt;br /&gt;Tick, tock, tick, tock,&lt;br /&gt;His life seconds numbering,&lt;br /&gt;Tick, tock, tick, tock,&lt;br /&gt;It stopped short&lt;br /&gt;Never to go again,&lt;br /&gt;When the old man died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My grandfather said&lt;br /&gt; That of those he could hire,&lt;br /&gt; Not a servant so faithful he found;&lt;br /&gt; For it wasted no time,&lt;br /&gt; And had but one desire,&lt;br /&gt; At the close of each week to be wound.&lt;br /&gt; And it kept in its place,&lt;br /&gt; Not a frown upon its face,&lt;br /&gt; And its hand never hung by its side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But it stopped short&lt;br /&gt; Never to go again,&lt;br /&gt; When the old man died.&lt;br /&gt; Ninety years without slumbering,&lt;br /&gt; Tick, tock, tick, tock,&lt;br /&gt; His life seconds numbering,&lt;br /&gt; Tick, tock, tick, tock,&lt;br /&gt; It stopped short&lt;br /&gt; Never to go again,&lt;br /&gt; When the old man died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It rang an alarm&lt;br /&gt; In the dead of the night,&lt;br /&gt; An alarm that for years had been dumb;&lt;br /&gt; And we knew that his spirit&lt;br /&gt; Was pluming his flight,&lt;br /&gt; That his hour of departure had come.&lt;br /&gt; Still the clock kept the time,&lt;br /&gt; With a soft and muffled chime,&lt;br /&gt; As we silently stood by his side.&lt;br /&gt; But it stopped short&lt;br /&gt; Never to go again,&lt;br /&gt; When the old man died.&lt;br /&gt; Ninety years without slumbering,&lt;br /&gt; Tick, tock, tick, tock,&lt;br /&gt; His life seconds numbering,&lt;br /&gt; Tick, tock, tick, tock,&lt;br /&gt; It stopped short&lt;br /&gt; Never to go again,&lt;br /&gt; When the old man died. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of the longest songs in my nursery rhymes book, written right at the back. Oh how I love my mum. And my nursery rhymes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still remember singing along to white blind mice, and that old man who went knick knack on everything? I do. Thanks to my dearest mother &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-4637393279912633283?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/4637393279912633283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109151275507133444&amp;postID=4637393279912633283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/4637393279912633283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/4637393279912633283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-grandfathers-clock.html' title='My grandfather&apos;s clock'/><author><name>Amiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09439826345370857491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXdOGSHadqE/Sy2PZe9-z_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/3Enx0iUGogc/S220/Image064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109151275507133444.post-3680937782655761470</id><published>2010-04-15T15:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T15:14:31.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ima futari ni God bless...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" border="0" style="font-size: 1.1em; font-family: Verdana, 'MS Gothic'; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 204); "&gt;﻿I run past others with a parched heart.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I can't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;You won't even let me&lt;br /&gt;Share our pain together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 204); font-family: Verdana, 'MS Gothic'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;To live on without tarnish,&lt;br /&gt;I face your back and head out without looking back&lt;br /&gt;on the lonely rail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 204); font-family: Verdana, 'MS Gothic'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 204); font-family: Verdana, 'MS Gothic'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;I will follow you.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how agonizing the world is,&lt;br /&gt;You will shine even in its darkest corners.&lt;br /&gt;Cross over the end of the future,&lt;br /&gt;My weakness will not shatter my spirit.&lt;br /&gt;my way is overlapping with yours.&lt;br /&gt;For the two of us, God bless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 204); font-family: Verdana, 'MS Gothic'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 204); font-family: Verdana, 'MS Gothic'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 204); "&gt;This warming affection that reaches me,&lt;br /&gt;It melts my reality and roams my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a reason for wanting to meet you,&lt;br /&gt;Just my overflowing feelings, Lovin' you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 204); "&gt;For now, let's paint a beautiful dream&lt;br /&gt;And chase after&lt;br /&gt;for your lonely heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 204); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 204); "&gt;Stop it, it's not like you to lie.&lt;br /&gt;Look at my eyes and let's talk about our future.&lt;br /&gt;I am prepared,&lt;br /&gt;Even if the future is bleak,&lt;br /&gt;I might be able to change destiny if I become stronger.&lt;br /&gt;But for my wish to come true,&lt;br /&gt;Everything is God knows...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 204); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 204); "&gt;You are here, I am here.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else has disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;While we paint the beauty of this fleeting dream,&lt;br /&gt;We trace out the lines of our scars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 204); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 204); "&gt;That's why I will follow you.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how agonizing the world is,&lt;br /&gt;You will shine even in its darkest corners.&lt;br /&gt;Cross over the end of the future,&lt;br /&gt;My weakness will not shatter my spirit.&lt;br /&gt;my way is overlapping with yours.&lt;br /&gt;For the two of us, God bless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-3680937782655761470?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/3680937782655761470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109151275507133444&amp;postID=3680937782655761470' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/3680937782655761470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/3680937782655761470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2010/04/ima-futari-ni-god-bless.html' title='Ima futari ni God bless...'/><author><name>Amiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09439826345370857491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXdOGSHadqE/Sy2PZe9-z_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/3Enx0iUGogc/S220/Image064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109151275507133444.post-2619338097398209141</id><published>2010-03-03T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T22:52:09.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>try</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;If I walk would you run?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;If I stop would you come?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;If I say you’re the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;would you believe me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;If I ask you to stay would you show me the way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;Tell me what to say so you don’t leave me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is catching up to you,&lt;br /&gt;while your running away to chase your dream.&lt;br /&gt;Its time for us to make a move, cause we are asking one another to change,&lt;br /&gt;and maybe I'm not ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;But I'm trying for your love.&lt;br /&gt;I can hide up above,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;I will try for your love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve been hiding enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;If I sing you a song would you sing along?&lt;br /&gt;Or wait till I'm gone, oh how we push and pull.&lt;br /&gt;If I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;give you my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt; would you just play the part,&lt;br /&gt;or tell me it’s the start of something beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Am I catching up to you,&lt;br /&gt;while your running away, to chase your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;It's time for us to face the truth&lt;/span&gt;, cause we are coming to each other to change&lt;br /&gt;and maybe I'm not ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(160, 82, 45);  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(160, 82, 45);  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-2619338097398209141?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/2619338097398209141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109151275507133444&amp;postID=2619338097398209141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/2619338097398209141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/2619338097398209141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2010/03/try.html' title='try'/><author><name>Amiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09439826345370857491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXdOGSHadqE/Sy2PZe9-z_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/3Enx0iUGogc/S220/Image064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109151275507133444.post-2057711034619047937</id><published>2010-02-02T07:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:42:47.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tunes</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Five For Fighting - This Dance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JXYCTcxg1kQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JXYCTcxg1kQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is not our favorite song &lt;br /&gt;but the night is moving right along &lt;br /&gt;may I have your hand, may I have this dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sense that you are amused, &lt;br /&gt;but you just bought those brand new shoes. &lt;br /&gt;It would such a shame not to give us the chance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh my love there is only so many dances we can take across the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while is just me and you &lt;br /&gt;I thought I might say to you &lt;br /&gt;You put the beautiful in life. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Colbie Caillat - You Got Me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're stuck on me and my laughing eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can't pretend though I try to hide - I like you&lt;br /&gt;I like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I felt my heart skip a beat&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing here and I can hardly breathe - you got me&lt;br /&gt;You got me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;We The Kings - Heaven Can Wait&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here's a song for the nights,&lt;br /&gt;I think too much and,&lt;br /&gt;Here's a song when I imagine us together.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a song for when we talk too much,&lt;br /&gt;And I forget my words..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30 Seconds To Mars - Kings and Queens&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Hopeless and taken&lt;br /&gt;We stole our new lives&lt;br /&gt;Through blood and pain&lt;br /&gt;In defense of our dreams&lt;br /&gt;In defense of our dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kelly Clarkson - Sober&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know&lt;br /&gt;I could crash and burn but maybe&lt;br /&gt;At the end of this road I might catch a glimpse of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some might not be even new, but all of these are new entries into my itunes. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy listening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-2057711034619047937?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/2057711034619047937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109151275507133444&amp;postID=2057711034619047937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/2057711034619047937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/2057711034619047937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2010/02/five-for-fighting-this-dance-this-is.html' title='Tunes'/><author><name>Amiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09439826345370857491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXdOGSHadqE/Sy2PZe9-z_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/3Enx0iUGogc/S220/Image064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109151275507133444.post-7405957804058048158</id><published>2010-01-29T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T22:50:15.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You make me smile</title><content type='html'>A song I'd like to dedicate to my dear sea lion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz you make me smile. :)&lt;br /&gt;________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're better then the best&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky just to linger in your light&lt;br /&gt;Cooler then the flip side of my pillow, that's right&lt;br /&gt;Completely unaware&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can compare to where you send me, &lt;br /&gt;Lets me know that it's ok, yeah it's ok&lt;br /&gt;And the moments where my good times start to fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile like the sun&lt;br /&gt;Fall out of bed, sing like a bird&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy in my head, spin like a record&lt;br /&gt;Crazy on a Sunday night&lt;br /&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Shine like gold, buzz like a bee&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you come along&lt;br /&gt;Just like a flower poking the sidewalk crack and just like that&lt;br /&gt;You steal away the rain and just like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile like the sun&lt;br /&gt;Fall out of bed, sing like a bird&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy in my head, spin like a record&lt;br /&gt;Crazy on a Sunday night&lt;br /&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Shine like gold, buzz like a bee&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how I lived without you&lt;br /&gt;Cuz everytime that I get around you&lt;br /&gt;I see the best of me inside your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile&lt;br /&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Shine like gold, buzz like a bee&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile like the sun&lt;br /&gt;Fall out of bed, sing like a bird&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy in my head, spin like a record&lt;br /&gt;Crazy on a Sunday night&lt;br /&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Shine like gold, buzz like a bee&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, you make me smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-7405957804058048158?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXdOGSHadqE/Sy2PZe9-z_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/3Enx0iUGogc/S220/Image064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109151275507133444.post-6630796458461972645</id><published>2010-01-12T11:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T02:19:54.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossroads</title><content type='html'>I've got nothing on my mind: nothing to remember,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to forget. and I've got nothing to regret,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm all tied up on the inside,&lt;br /&gt;No one knows quite what I've got;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that on the outside&lt;br /&gt;What I used to be, I'm not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I've heard about people like me,&lt;br /&gt;But I never made the connection.&lt;br /&gt;They walk one road to set them free&lt;br /&gt;And find they've gone the wrong direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's no need for turning back&lt;br /&gt;`cause all roads lead to where I stand.&lt;br /&gt;And I believe I'll walk them all&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I may have planned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-6630796458461972645?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/6630796458461972645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109151275507133444&amp;postID=6630796458461972645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/6630796458461972645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/6630796458461972645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2010/01/crossroads.html' title='Crossroads'/><author><name>Amiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09439826345370857491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXdOGSHadqE/Sy2PZe9-z_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/3Enx0iUGogc/S220/Image064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109151275507133444.post-2189199672450815776</id><published>2010-01-10T19:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T19:40:46.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sha lalalala</title><content type='html'>I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;I miss your smile.&lt;br /&gt;And I still shed a tear.&lt;br /&gt;Every once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;And even though it's different now.&lt;br /&gt;You're still here somehow.&lt;br /&gt;My heart won't let you go.&lt;br /&gt;And I need you to know.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do with me, but it's nice. Boleh lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-2189199672450815776?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/2189199672450815776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109151275507133444&amp;postID=2189199672450815776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/2189199672450815776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/2189199672450815776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2010/01/sha-lalalala.html' title='Sha lalalala'/><author><name>Amiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09439826345370857491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXdOGSHadqE/Sy2PZe9-z_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/3Enx0iUGogc/S220/Image064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109151275507133444.post-6852288130619919476</id><published>2009-12-21T23:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T23:27:45.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you</title><content type='html'>I cannot accept coldness. Not from you. Not you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all people, why you. I'm sorry. It's all my fault anyway. And I'm sorry, for what I did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. But I think I have found a reason to thank you. Finally, I will cry. Because it hurts. And it cuts. Too deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shattered - Trading Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; died, tomorrow's bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fall into you&lt;/span&gt;r sunlight&lt;br /&gt;The future's open wide beyond believing&lt;br /&gt;To know why hope dies&lt;br /&gt;Losing what was found, a world so hollow&lt;br /&gt;Suspended in a compromise&lt;br /&gt;The silence of this sound is soon to follow&lt;br /&gt;Somehow sundown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finding answers&lt;br /&gt;Is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;forgetting all&lt;/span&gt; of the questions we called home&lt;br /&gt;Passing the graves of the unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As reason clouds my eyes, with splendor fading&lt;br /&gt;Illusions of the sunlight&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;the reflection of a lie&lt;/span&gt; will keep me waiting&lt;br /&gt;Love gone for so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day's ending is the proof of time &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;killing all the faith&lt;/span&gt; I know&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that faith is all I hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've lost who I am&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I can't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Why my heart is so broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rejecting your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without love gone wrong&lt;br /&gt;Life&lt;br /&gt;Less words&lt;br /&gt;Carry on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;But I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Is that the ends beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who I am from the start&lt;br /&gt;Take me home to my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And I will run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not be silenced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;All this time spent in vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasted years&lt;br /&gt;Wasted gain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;All is lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope remains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And this war's&lt;/span&gt; not &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a light&lt;br /&gt;There's the sun&lt;br /&gt;Taking all the shattered ones&lt;br /&gt;To the place we belong&lt;br /&gt;And his love will conquer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I've lost who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I can't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Why my heart is so broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rejecting &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without love gone wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less words&lt;br /&gt;Carry on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know&lt;br /&gt;All I know&lt;br /&gt;Is that the ends beginning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who I am from the start&lt;br /&gt;Take me home to my heart&lt;br /&gt;Let me go&lt;br /&gt;And I will run&lt;br /&gt;I will not be silenced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;All this time spent in vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasted years&lt;br /&gt;Wasted gain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;All is lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope remains&lt;br /&gt;And this war's not over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a light&lt;br /&gt;There's the sun&lt;br /&gt;Taking all the shattered ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;To the place we belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And his love will conquer all&lt;br /&gt;Yes his love will conquer all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; died, tomorrows bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fall into you&lt;/span&gt;r sunlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(thx syu)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-6852288130619919476?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/6852288130619919476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109151275507133444&amp;postID=6852288130619919476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/6852288130619919476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/6852288130619919476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-cannot-accept-coldness.html' title='you'/><author><name>Amiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09439826345370857491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXdOGSHadqE/Sy2PZe9-z_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/3Enx0iUGogc/S220/Image064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109151275507133444.post-2085918376725326545</id><published>2009-12-17T06:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T07:25:00.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Look~</title><content type='html'>Haha. A new look in this 'ere place. I wish I could've gotten a new song for it too, but my bones are way too heavy for that. So let's see if I can find this old one somewhere. Somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your day folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Campfire Song Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpongeBob:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call this one the Campfire Song song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets gather round the campfire and sing our campfire song&lt;br /&gt;our c-a-m-p-f-i-r-e s-o-n-g song&lt;br /&gt;and if you dont think that we can sing it faster then youre wrong&lt;br /&gt;but itll help if you just sing aloooooong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BumBumBum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SpongeBob:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c-a-m-p-f-i-r-e s-o-n-g song&lt;br /&gt;c-a-m-p-f-i-r-e s-o-n-g song&lt;br /&gt;and if you dont think that we can sing it faster then youre wrong&lt;br /&gt;but itll help if you just sing along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c-a-m-p-f-i-r-e s-o-n-g song. Patrick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song!!! c-a-m-p-f-i-r-e ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spongebob:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SQUIDWARD!&lt;br /&gt;*silence*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;It'll help!&lt;br /&gt;It'll heeeeeeelp!!!&lt;br /&gt;If you just sing aloooooooong!&lt;br /&gt;(BOOM! CRASH!)&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-2085918376725326545?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/2085918376725326545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109151275507133444&amp;postID=2085918376725326545' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/2085918376725326545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/2085918376725326545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-look.html' title='New Look~'/><author><name>Amiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09439826345370857491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXdOGSHadqE/Sy2PZe9-z_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/3Enx0iUGogc/S220/Image064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109151275507133444.post-6815240039847959742</id><published>2009-12-15T11:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T11:43:35.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new day, a new perspective</title><content type='html'>I wanna go to the sea. Been ages since I last saw it(6 days). I wanna get out of here. Haha. So lets see where we can go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no nara, I won't tell you. I won't. I can't. Cause you don't know me yet, at least less than how little I know you. Maybe someday, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Perspective by PANIC AT THE DISCO &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the salty waves come in&lt;br /&gt;I feel them crash against my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And I smile&lt;/span&gt; as I respire because I know they'll never win&lt;br /&gt;There's a haze above my TV&lt;br /&gt;That changes everything I see&lt;br /&gt;And maybe if I continue watching&lt;br /&gt;I'll lose the traits that worry me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we fast-forward til you go down on me?&lt;br /&gt;Stop there and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;let me correct it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna live a life from a new perspective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You come along&lt;/span&gt; because I love your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And I'll admire you&lt;/span&gt;r expensive taste&lt;br /&gt;And who cares divine intervention&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be praised from a new perspective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt; leaving now would be a good idea&lt;br /&gt;So catch me up im getting out of here&lt;br /&gt;(Can we fast-forward til you go down on me?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking everything for granted but we still respect the time&lt;br /&gt;We move along with some new passion knowing &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;everything is fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I would wait and watch the hours fall in a hundred separate lines&lt;br /&gt;But I regain repose and wonder how I ended up inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we fast-forward til you go down on me?&lt;br /&gt;Stop there and let me correct it&lt;br /&gt;I wanna live a life from a new perspective&lt;br /&gt;You come along because I love your face&lt;br /&gt;And I'll admire your expensive taste&lt;br /&gt;And who cares divine intervention&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be praised from a new perspective&lt;br /&gt;But leaving now would be a good idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt; catch me up im getting out of here&lt;br /&gt;Catch me up &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; getting &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;out of here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to the point, I need to show&lt;br /&gt;How much &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I can come and go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other plans fell through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; put a heavy load on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I know there's no more that need be said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm inching through your bed&lt;br /&gt;Take a look around instead and watch me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop there and let me correct it&lt;br /&gt;I wanna live a life from a new perspective&lt;br /&gt;You come along because I love your face&lt;br /&gt;And I'll admire your expensive taste&lt;br /&gt;And who cares divine intervention&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be praised from a new perspective&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;leaving now&lt;/span&gt; would be a good idea&lt;br /&gt;So catch me up im getting out of here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not fair, just let me perfect it&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna live a life that was comprehensive&lt;br /&gt;'Cause seeing clear would be the bad idea&lt;br /&gt;Now catch me up im getting out of here&lt;br /&gt;So catch me up &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm getting out of here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-6815240039847959742?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/6815240039847959742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109151275507133444&amp;postID=6815240039847959742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/6815240039847959742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/6815240039847959742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-day-new-perspective.html' title='A new day, a new perspective'/><author><name>Amiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09439826345370857491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXdOGSHadqE/Sy2PZe9-z_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/3Enx0iUGogc/S220/Image064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109151275507133444.post-7477930338887177992</id><published>2009-12-13T13:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T13:40:16.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old songs and me. Haha</title><content type='html'>Dan Sebenarnya - Yuna. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend's CRT, which I think suits my ears quite well. It tells of a story, of tears and of an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I don't see it yet. I sure hope there's still light, somewhere out there, for this friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh bulan&lt;br /&gt;enggan melayan diriku lagi&lt;br /&gt;pabila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;airmata membasahi pipi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah lagu lagu di radio&lt;br /&gt;seolah olah memerli aku&lt;br /&gt;pabila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;kau bersama yang lain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adakah perasaan benci ini sebenarnya cinta&lt;br /&gt;yang masih bersemadi untukmu&lt;br /&gt;dan sebenarnya ku mengharapkan&lt;br /&gt;sebalik senyumanmu itu&lt;br /&gt;kau juga&lt;br /&gt;merindui aku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ku enggan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berpura-pura ku bahagia&lt;br /&gt;ku enggan&lt;br /&gt;melihat kau bersama si dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo ku akui cemburu mula menular dlm diri&lt;br /&gt;apabila kau bersama dengan lain&lt;br /&gt;adakah perasaan benci ini sebenarnya cinta&lt;br /&gt;yang masih bersemadi untukmu&lt;br /&gt;dan sebenarnya &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ku mengharapkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebalik senyumanmu itu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;kau juga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merindui aku&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Apabila kau merenung matanya&lt;br /&gt;ku rebah jatuh ke bumi&lt;br /&gt;disaat kau benar benar mahu pergi&lt;br /&gt;seperti ku bernafas dalam air&lt;br /&gt;adakah perasaan benci ini sebenarnya cinta&lt;br /&gt;yang masih bersemadi untukmu&lt;br /&gt;dan sebenarnya ku mengharapkan&lt;br /&gt;sebalik senyumanmu itu&lt;br /&gt;kau juga&lt;br /&gt;merindui aku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-7477930338887177992?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/7477930338887177992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109151275507133444&amp;postID=7477930338887177992' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/7477930338887177992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/7477930338887177992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2009/12/old-songs-and-me-haha.html' title='Old songs and me. Haha'/><author><name>Amiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09439826345370857491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXdOGSHadqE/Sy2PZe9-z_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/3Enx0iUGogc/S220/Image064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109151275507133444.post-6000880065777162659</id><published>2009-09-07T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:23:42.741+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile'/><title type='text'>So dance fucker dance.</title><content type='html'>Pressured by exams. Gle love my results. Wanna kill my papers. Grr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imy. Hahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-6000880065777162659?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/6000880065777162659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109151275507133444&amp;postID=6000880065777162659' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/6000880065777162659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/6000880065777162659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-dance-fucker-dance_07.html' title='So dance fucker dance.'/><author><name>Amiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09439826345370857491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXdOGSHadqE/Sy2PZe9-z_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/3Enx0iUGogc/S220/Image064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109151275507133444.post-3486323790367185255</id><published>2009-08-25T08:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T08:32:01.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>songs I like, and a question</title><content type='html'>1. Love Drunk - Boys Like Girls (Thx Lisa ;p)&lt;br /&gt;2. Then - Brad Paisley&lt;br /&gt;3. Forever and Always - Taylor Swift (Chen)&lt;br /&gt;4. On Top of You - Enrique Iglesias&lt;br /&gt;5. All Over You - The Spill Canvas (Makmin)&lt;br /&gt;6. Here We Go Again - Demi Lovato&lt;br /&gt;7. All Again For You - We The Kings&lt;br /&gt;8. Jersey - Mayday Parade (Syu)&lt;br /&gt;9. Dance Inside - All American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;10. You're Gonna Go Far, Kid - The Offspring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have a question that needs an answer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it, that I still smile when I talk to her, when I hate her so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the hate just an illusion? Or am I still in love? In your own words please, people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-3486323790367185255?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/3486323790367185255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109151275507133444&amp;postID=3486323790367185255' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/3486323790367185255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/3486323790367185255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2009/08/songs-i-like-and-question.html' title='songs I like, and a question'/><author><name>Amiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09439826345370857491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXdOGSHadqE/Sy2PZe9-z_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/3Enx0iUGogc/S220/Image064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109151275507133444.post-1959941483987439398</id><published>2009-06-13T08:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T09:35:42.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words from places</title><content type='html'>A few songs I listened to lately. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Let's write a song that we can dance to, &lt;br /&gt;Cause they all wanna listen, &lt;br /&gt;Just to know how it sounds when, &lt;br /&gt;I do that thing you know that I do, &lt;br /&gt;When I find &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;inspiration&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Syun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;'Cause I am barely breathing, &lt;br /&gt;And I can't find the air, &lt;br /&gt;Don't know who I'm kidding, &lt;br /&gt;Imagining you care, &lt;br /&gt;And I could stand here waiting, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A fool&lt;/span&gt; for another day, &lt;br /&gt;I don't suppose it's worth the price, worth the price, &lt;br /&gt;The price that I would pay.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The singer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Slow it down,&lt;br /&gt;Make it stop,&lt;br /&gt;Or else my heart is going to pop,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's too much,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's a lot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;To be something I'm not&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The pillow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anyway they don’t know you like I do,&lt;br /&gt;They’ll never know you,&lt;br /&gt;Anyway they don’t know you like I do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;They’ll never know you&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The dragon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;rat&lt;/span&gt;ti &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;rat&lt;/span&gt;ti sachi maine jaan gavayi hai&lt;br /&gt;nach nach koylo pe raat bitayi hai&lt;br /&gt;akhiyon ki neend maine phoonko se uda di&lt;br /&gt;neele tare se maine ungli jalayi hai &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The... wth. Ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sometimes I wish I could save you,&lt;br /&gt;And there’re so many things that I want you to know,&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;won’t give up till it’s over&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;If it takes you forever I want you to know.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The mercury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There’s only one thing,&lt;br /&gt;To do,&lt;br /&gt;Three words,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;For you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The fami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm a peasant by some standards,&lt;br /&gt;But in your eyes I'm a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;queen&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;You see potential in all my flaws,&lt;br /&gt;And that's exactly what I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The mimah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write,&lt;br /&gt;Kind of turn themselves into knives,&lt;br /&gt;And don't mind my nerve you could call it fiction,&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I like&lt;/span&gt; being submerged in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;r contradictions &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause here we are, here we are."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"If &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;all our life is but a dream&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic posing greed,&lt;br /&gt;Then we should feed our jewelery to the sea."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Now here's the sun, come to dry the rain,&lt;br /&gt;Warm my shoulders and relieve my pain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;'re the one thing that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;'m &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt;ing here,&lt;br /&gt;With you beside me I no longer fear.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The largest cencorot alive (his words, not mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There's a story at the bottom of this bottle,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And I'm the pen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Me (Fish, Slimot, that name. What else? :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. What a great end to a time wasting holiday. Haha. Miss you, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-1959941483987439398?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/1959941483987439398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109151275507133444&amp;postID=1959941483987439398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/1959941483987439398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/1959941483987439398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2009/06/few-songs-i-listened-to-lately.html' title='Words from places'/><author><name>Amiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09439826345370857491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXdOGSHadqE/Sy2PZe9-z_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/3Enx0iUGogc/S220/Image064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109151275507133444.post-3538312441290502217</id><published>2009-06-08T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T11:18:08.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Devastation and Reform</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I like this song. Layan. Haha. Maximum volume. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear can drive stick&lt;br /&gt;And it's taking me down this road&lt;br /&gt;A road down which&lt;br /&gt;I swore I'd never go&lt;br /&gt;And here I sit&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of God knows what&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to admit&lt;br /&gt;I might self-destruct&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lock the windows&lt;br /&gt;And bolt the door&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I've got enough problems&lt;br /&gt;Without creating more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I was born&lt;br /&gt;To devastation and reform&lt;br /&gt;Destroying everything I loved&lt;br /&gt;And the worst part is&lt;br /&gt;I pull my heart out, reconstruct&lt;br /&gt;And in the end it's nothing but&lt;br /&gt;The shell of what I had when I first started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually I'll cause my own first hit&lt;br /&gt;It seems to me to be slightly masochistic&lt;br /&gt;But there'd be no story&lt;br /&gt;Without all this descension&lt;br /&gt;So I inflict the conflict&lt;br /&gt;With the utmost of contemption&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lock the windows&lt;br /&gt;And bolt the door&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I've got enough problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without creating more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I was born&lt;br /&gt;To devastation and reform&lt;br /&gt;Destroying everything I loved&lt;br /&gt;And the worst part is&lt;br /&gt;I pull my heart out, reconstruct&lt;br /&gt;And in the end it's nothing but&lt;br /&gt;The shell of what I had when I first started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God&lt;br /&gt;For giving me the insight&lt;br /&gt;So I might make&lt;br /&gt;These wrongs right&lt;br /&gt;If and when&lt;br /&gt;There ever is a next time&lt;br /&gt;Cuz failure is a blessing in disguise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pull my heart out, reconstruct&lt;br /&gt;And in the end it's nothing but&lt;br /&gt;The shell of what I had when I first started&lt;br /&gt;The shell of what I had when I first started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I was born&lt;br /&gt;To devastation and reform&lt;br /&gt;Destroying everything I loved&lt;br /&gt;And the worst part is&lt;br /&gt;I pull my heart out, reconstruct&lt;br /&gt;And in the end it's nothing but&lt;br /&gt;The shell of what I had when I first started&lt;br /&gt;(When I first started)&lt;br /&gt;(The shell of what I had when I first started)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-3538312441290502217?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/3538312441290502217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109151275507133444&amp;postID=3538312441290502217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/3538312441290502217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/3538312441290502217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2009/06/devastation-and-reform.html' title='Devastation and Reform'/><author><name>Amiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09439826345370857491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXdOGSHadqE/Sy2PZe9-z_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/3Enx0iUGogc/S220/Image064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109151275507133444.post-697449519852099879</id><published>2009-06-06T08:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T08:11:26.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To be with you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; I know some of you dislike Archie, but I still think this song is nice. Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Be With You - David Archuleta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been alone so many nights now,&lt;br /&gt;And I've been waitin' for the stars to fall.&lt;br /&gt;I keep holdin' out for what I don't know&lt;br /&gt;To be with you, just to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am staring at the moon tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Wondering how you look in this light.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're somewhere thinkin' about me too.&lt;br /&gt;To be with you, there's nothing I wouldn't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't imagine two worlds spinnin' apart&lt;br /&gt;Come together eventually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we finally meet, I'll know it's right.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be at the end of my restless road.&lt;br /&gt;But this journey, it was worth the fight.&lt;br /&gt;To be with you, just to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding you for the very first time, never letting go.&lt;br /&gt;What I wouldn't give to feel that way...&lt;br /&gt;Oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, to be with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I can't imagine two worlds spinnin' apart&lt;br /&gt;Come together eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you're standin' here in front of me,&lt;br /&gt;That's when I know that God does exist.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause He will have answered every single prayer.&lt;br /&gt;To be with you, just to be with you, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;You....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-697449519852099879?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/697449519852099879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109151275507133444&amp;postID=697449519852099879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/697449519852099879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/697449519852099879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-be-with-you.html' title='To be with you.'/><author><name>Amiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09439826345370857491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXdOGSHadqE/Sy2PZe9-z_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/3Enx0iUGogc/S220/Image064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109151275507133444.post-8196202248923730104</id><published>2009-05-02T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T16:18:10.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Till Kingdom Come</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Still my heart and hold my tongue&lt;br /&gt;I feel my time&lt;br /&gt;My time has come&lt;br /&gt;Let me in&lt;br /&gt;Unlock the door&lt;br /&gt;I never felt this way before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the wheels just keep on turning&lt;br /&gt;The drummer begins to drum&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know which way I’m going&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know which way I’ve come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold my head inside your hands&lt;br /&gt;I need someone who understands&lt;br /&gt;I need someone, someone who hears&lt;br /&gt;For you I’ve waited all these years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you I’d wait 'til kingdom come&lt;br /&gt;Until my day, my day is done&lt;br /&gt;And say you'll come and set me free&lt;br /&gt;Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your tears and in your blood&lt;br /&gt;In your fire and in your flood&lt;br /&gt;I hear you laugh, I heard you sing&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn’t change a single thing&lt;br /&gt;And the wheels just keep on turning&lt;br /&gt;The drummers begin to drum&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know which way I’m going&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what I’ve become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you I’d wait 'til kingdom come&lt;br /&gt;Until my days, my days are done&lt;br /&gt;And say you'll come and set me free&lt;br /&gt;Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me&lt;br /&gt;Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me&lt;br /&gt;Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song I once heard, on a sunny Saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109151275507133444-8196202248923730104?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/8196202248923730104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109151275507133444&amp;postID=8196202248923730104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/8196202248923730104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/8196202248923730104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2009/05/till-kingdom-come.html' title='Till Kingdom Come'/><author><name>Amiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09439826345370857491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXdOGSHadqE/Sy2PZe9-z_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/3Enx0iUGogc/S220/Image064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109151275507133444.post-3575710970842205307</id><published>2009-03-20T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T16:12:03.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I've dug up miles and miles of sand&lt;br /&gt;Searching for something I can't see&lt;br /&gt;And I've just got bruised and battered hands&lt;br /&gt;And a brand new void inside of me&lt;br /&gt;Complete with walls I did create&lt;br /&gt;From all the earth that I've displaced&lt;br /&gt;A mess that I have made from what&lt;br /&gt;I've just let pile and pile up&lt;br /&gt;I have not been abandoned, no I have not been&lt;br /&gt;Deserted and I have not been forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;I need you here&lt;br /&gt;I need you now&lt;br /&gt;I need security somehow&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;Like you would not believe&lt;br /&gt;You're the only thing I want&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're everything I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explore the cave that is my chest&lt;br /&gt;A torch reveals there's nothing left&lt;br /&gt;Your whispers echo off the walls&lt;br /&gt;And you can hear my distant calls&lt;br /&gt;The voice of who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;Screaming out "someone, someone please&lt;br /&gt;Please shine a light into the black&lt;br /&gt;Wade through the depths and bring me back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been abandoned, no I have not been&lt;br /&gt;Deserted and I have not been forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;I need you here&lt;br /&gt;I need you now&lt;br /&gt;I need security somehow&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;Like you would not believe&lt;br /&gt;You're the only thing I want&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're everything I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my hopes seem to dangle&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere just beyond my reach&lt;br /&gt;You say you've heard my prayers&lt;br /&gt;And read my words there on the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;I need you here&lt;br /&gt;I need you now&lt;br /&gt;I need security somehow&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;Like you would not believe&lt;br /&gt;You're the only thing I want&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're everything I need&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/9109151275507133444-3575710970842205307?l=forevermeranti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/feeds/3575710970842205307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109151275507133444&amp;postID=3575710970842205307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/3575710970842205307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109151275507133444/posts/default/3575710970842205307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevermeranti.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-need-you.html' title='I need 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