<?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-37487623</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:14:54.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One last time</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37487623.post-116772164243437050</id><published>2007-01-01T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T23:07:22.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi guys i am back from New Zealand, here are some pics,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116772164243437050?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116772164243437050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116772164243437050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116772164243437050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116772164243437050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2007/01/hi-guys-i-am-back-from-new-zealand.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116658178295734758</id><published>2006-12-19T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T18:29:42.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lK4GcGG7ekQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lK4GcGG7ekQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls will like this..ghahaha.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116658178295734758?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116658178295734758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116658178295734758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116658178295734758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116658178295734758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/12/girls-will-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116658135113402853</id><published>2006-12-19T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T18:22:31.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/at-BsYFYeuA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/at-BsYFYeuA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disrespect the dark and fear it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116658135113402853?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116658135113402853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116658135113402853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116658135113402853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116658135113402853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/12/disrespect-dark-and-fear-it.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116658099023697501</id><published>2006-12-19T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T18:16:30.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kkF91RLxg6c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kkF91RLxg6c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the devil will await...muhahahahhaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116658099023697501?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116658099023697501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116658099023697501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116658099023697501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116658099023697501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/12/devil-will-await.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116658042629809833</id><published>2006-12-19T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T18:07:06.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-PWhUo4et84"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-PWhUo4et84" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Bitch take another look around man.....hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116658042629809833?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116658042629809833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116658042629809833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116658042629809833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116658042629809833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-bitch-take-another-look-around-man.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116654440674023283</id><published>2006-12-19T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T17:57:38.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just something about you&lt;br /&gt;The way I'm lookin at you whatever&lt;br /&gt;You keep lookin at me&lt;br /&gt;You gettin scared now, right?&lt;br /&gt;Don't fear me baby, it's just destiny&lt;br /&gt;It feel good right?&lt;br /&gt;Listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of noticed, from one night&lt;br /&gt;From the club, your front  face&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of weird to me&lt;br /&gt;Since you're so fine&lt;br /&gt;If it's up to me your face will change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you smiling, that should set the tone&lt;br /&gt;Just be limber&lt;br /&gt;If you let go, the music should groove your bones&lt;br /&gt;Just remember&lt;br /&gt;Sing this song with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't nobody  love you like I love you&lt;br /&gt;You're a good girl and that's what makes me trust ya&lt;br /&gt;Late at night, I talk to you&lt;br /&gt;You will know the difference when I touch you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are so phony&lt;br /&gt;Nosy coz they're lonely&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you sick of the same thing?&lt;br /&gt;They say so and so was dating&lt;br /&gt;Love you or they're hatin&lt;br /&gt;When it doesn't matter anyway&lt;br /&gt;Coz we're here tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you smiling, that should set the tone&lt;br /&gt;Just be limber baby&lt;br /&gt;If you let go, the music should groove your bones&lt;br /&gt;Baby just remember&lt;br /&gt;Sing this song with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't nobody  love you like I love you&lt;br /&gt;You're a good girl and that's what makes me trust ya&lt;br /&gt;Late at night, I talk to you&lt;br /&gt;You will know the difference when I touch you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you know I can make ya happy&lt;br /&gt;I could change your life&lt;br /&gt;If you give me that chance&lt;br /&gt;To be your man&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you down baby&lt;br /&gt;If you give me that chance&lt;br /&gt;To be your man&lt;br /&gt;Here baby, put on my jacket&lt;br /&gt;And then ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we'll fly tonight (I just wanna love you baby)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we'll fly tonight (I just wanna love you baby)&lt;br /&gt;Girl ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma, what chu wanna do?&lt;br /&gt;I'm in front of you&lt;br /&gt;Grab a friend, see I can have fun with two&lt;br /&gt;Or me and you put on a stage show&lt;br /&gt;And the mall kids, that's how to change low&lt;br /&gt;From them you heard "wow, it's the same glow"&lt;br /&gt;Look at me, I say "yeah, it's the same dough"&lt;br /&gt;We the same type, you my air of life&lt;br /&gt;You have sleepin in the same bed, er'night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go rock with me, you deserve the best&lt;br /&gt;Take a few shots&lt;br /&gt;Let it burn in your chest&lt;br /&gt;We could ride down&lt;br /&gt;Pumpin N.E.R.D. in the deck&lt;br /&gt;Funny how a few words turn into sex&lt;br /&gt;Play this free, joint called "brain"&lt;br /&gt;Ma, take a hint&lt;br /&gt;Make me suerve in the lane&lt;br /&gt;The name Malicious&lt;br /&gt;And I burn every track&lt;br /&gt;Clipse and  J. Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;Now how heavy is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we'll fly tonight (I just wanna love you baby)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we'll fly tonight (I just wanna love you baby)&lt;br /&gt;Girl ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't nobody  love you like I love you&lt;br /&gt;You're a good girl and that's what makes me trust ya&lt;br /&gt;Late at night, I talk to you&lt;br /&gt;You will know the difference when I touch you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break this down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I used to dream about this when I was a&lt;br /&gt;little boy&lt;br /&gt;I never thought it would end up this way, (drums)&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of special right? yeah&lt;br /&gt;You know, you think about it&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people just destined &lt;br /&gt;Destined to do what they do&lt;br /&gt;And that's what it is&lt;br /&gt;Now everybody dance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116654440674023283?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116654440674023283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116654440674023283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116654440674023283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116654440674023283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-something-about-you-way-im-lookin.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116590117804791408</id><published>2006-12-11T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T21:26:18.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Used&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love this band The Used..even though they are  a bit screamo their lyrics  has meaning and are very how i feel.. good band good band.. especially the song All that i've got..anyway enough about that.... Tmr is my birthday and i am going to shop more for clothes..haha..buy so much already still wanna buy some more haha..well, flyign off to new zealand ma.....wa alot of pple buuy for me presents sia..first time...okok..i going out now with ma baby..will get to u guys soon...u will know who she is soon i just want wounds to heal first...sorry pple..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116590117804791408?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116590117804791408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116590117804791408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116590117804791408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116590117804791408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/12/used-i-just-love-this-band-used.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116571937637212339</id><published>2006-12-09T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T18:56:16.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3685/1093/1600/25530/les_vieillard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3685/1093/320/112293/les_vieillard.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERRARD!!!!!!!!! CARRAGHER!!!!!!!! GARCIAAA!!!!!!!!!!! GONZALEZ!!!!!!!!!! hahaha...yeah man 4 goals to liverpool and we are climbing the league table.. soon we might catch up with chelsea..today Arsenal vs Chelsea hope its a draw...hoping for a damn draw..anyway here is something interesting..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116571937637212339?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116571937637212339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116571937637212339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116571937637212339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116571937637212339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/12/gerrard-carragher-garciaaa-gonzalez.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116565409638764230</id><published>2006-12-09T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T00:48:16.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3685/1093/1600/244206/mar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3685/1093/320/616857/mar.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;long lost friends..haha..sis and bro we are finally friends again...missed sec school days...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3685/1093/1600/58912/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3685/1093/320/588706/friends.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116565409638764230?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116565409638764230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116565409638764230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116565409638764230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116565409638764230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/12/long-lost-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116565179594308270</id><published>2006-12-09T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T00:09:55.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lord of the Rings: Return of the Kings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah...i am stuck in the second last stage of lord of the rings damn it... its like i chose Aragorn and my brother chose legolas and the comp controls Gimli and Gandalf as a team we are supposed to protect one another from the inflow of millions of enemies... we have to kill 6 giants so that the stage gets completed but fuck man..its not the least easy.. it is damn difficult...the furthest we went was 5 giants... we keep getting killed too fast by incoming flaming arrows and we actually have the upgrades of strength of iron which is supposed to help improve our health but we dont have a clue as to how to use it..if anyone knows please add me at liverpool_fan_eva@hotmail.com..haha tell me... i need to finish the bloody stage... all frodo's fault...haha.. anyway today liverpool vs fulham hope we win..haiz..we won 4-0 last week dunno whether can do it again.. anyway i met nadz  yesterday coincidentally she grabbed my hand suddenly and i got shocked upon seein her she changed so much..she looked more prettier ..haha..yesh she did..sorry nadz for not talking to you properly&lt;br /&gt; i was just speechless..anyway hope to see u soon...take care..bye fucking off kartik krish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116565179594308270?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116565179594308270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116565179594308270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116565179594308270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116565179594308270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/12/lord-of-rings-return-of-kings-wah.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116540066968677194</id><published>2006-12-06T02:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T02:24:29.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>smellz like a party   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my fucking birthday next wednesday guys... 13 december evil was born...muhahahaha.. no lar nonsense.. anyway guess i am gonna throw a fucking party...gotta plan.. gotta fucking plan... and the following wednesday me FLYING OFF TO NEW ZEALAND SO FUCK U SINGAPORE..fuck all the typical manjens.....hahaha...STUPID LOYANG AND TAMP AND TOWN K GO KISS LKY's Ass...haha..screw this place..haha... and ya.. AFTER NEW ZEALAND WHEN I AM BACK IN SINGAPORE ITS THE NEW YEAR AND GUESS WHAT THIS TIME I AM REALLY A NEW KARTIK NEW YEAR NEW KARTIK NEW KARTIK KRISH... NEW LIFE NEW FRIENDS AND OF COURSE I WONT FORGET MY OTHER FRIENDS... I NEED MORE SPEED IN MY LIFE....FUCK OFF GUYS...hahha..go act a fool motherfuckers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116540066968677194?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116540066968677194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116540066968677194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116540066968677194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116540066968677194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/12/smellz-like-party-its-my-fucking.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116540041283466829</id><published>2006-12-06T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T02:20:12.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Move bitch get out the way get out the way bitch get out the way ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Intro]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRAH! 2 Fast...&lt;br /&gt;DRAH! 2 Furious...&lt;br /&gt;I'M TOO FAST FOR Y'ALL MAYN!&lt;br /&gt;DRAH! 2 Fast...&lt;br /&gt;DRAH! 2 Furious...&lt;br /&gt;OHH! I'M TOO FAST FOR Y'ALL MAYN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH, you just came home from doin a bid&lt;br /&gt;Tell me whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL&lt;br /&gt;Somebody broke in and cleaned out your crib&lt;br /&gt;BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL&lt;br /&gt;Just bought a new pair and they scuffed your shoes&lt;br /&gt;Tell me whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL&lt;br /&gt;Now them cops tryna throw you in them county blues&lt;br /&gt;BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talkin about gats, traps, cops and robbers&lt;br /&gt;It's 9-1-1, PLEASE CALL THE DOCTOR&lt;br /&gt;Evacuate the building and trick the pigs&lt;br /&gt;Since everybody wanna piece, we gon split ya wigs&lt;br /&gt;See some fools slipped up and over-stepped they boundaries&lt;br /&gt;You about to catch a cold, STAY THE FUCK AROUND FROM  ME&lt;br /&gt;Ya peeps talkin 'bout what kinda shits he on&lt;br /&gt;You disappear like "POOF, BITCH BE GONE"&lt;br /&gt;You think twelve gon catch me, GIMMIE A BREAK&lt;br /&gt;I'm super-charged with the hide-away license plate&lt;br /&gt;It seems they wanna finger print me and gimmie some years&lt;br /&gt;They'll only get one finger while I'm shifting gears&lt;br /&gt;I got suede on my roof. wood grain on the dash&lt;br /&gt;Sheep skin on the rug, +Golden Grain+ on the stash&lt;br /&gt;Hydraulics all around so I shake the ride&lt;br /&gt;We go FRONT, BACK AND SIDE TO SIDE, WHAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some punk just tripped up and made you spill your drink&lt;br /&gt;Tell me whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL&lt;br /&gt;Now your car just stopped on a empty tank&lt;br /&gt;BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL&lt;br /&gt;If you got late bills and you lost your job&lt;br /&gt;Tell me whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL&lt;br /&gt;If you about to get drunk and you ready to mob&lt;br /&gt;BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take it to the streets cuz I'm ready to cruise&lt;br /&gt;Just bought me and my cars all some brand new shoes&lt;br /&gt;And the people just stare so I LOVE TO PARK IT&lt;br /&gt;And I just put a computer in the glove compartment&lt;br /&gt;With the petal to the floor, radar in the GRILLE&lt;br /&gt;TV in the middle of my STEERING WHEEL&lt;br /&gt;It's my car's birthday so we BLOWIN THEM CANDLES&lt;br /&gt;More speakers in the trunk than my ride can handle&lt;br /&gt;Got my name in the headrest, read it and weep&lt;br /&gt;NOS tank in the back, camel hair on the seat&lt;br /&gt;and when I pull up to the club, I get all the affection&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the women love the paint and they can see their reflection&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to take off, so F what ya heard&lt;br /&gt;Because my side mirrors flap like a FUCKIN BIRD&lt;br /&gt;And the fools, we gon CLOCK ONE and we'll POP ONE&lt;br /&gt;Cuz my folk ridin shotgun with a shotgun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just got hustled for a wad of cash&lt;br /&gt;Man whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL&lt;br /&gt;Now your friends just smoked up your brand new stash&lt;br /&gt;Say whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL&lt;br /&gt;Now them gulls up the block still runnin they mouth&lt;br /&gt;BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL&lt;br /&gt;If anybody talk bad about the Dirty South&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what I'M gon do? ACT A FOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Verse 3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my eyes wide shut and my trunk wide open&lt;br /&gt;Did donuts last week and the streets still smoking&lt;br /&gt;See, I'm off that anti-freeze and my car is TIPSY&lt;br /&gt;Off the off ramp doin about a hundred and fifty&lt;br /&gt;Rollin through East Point, on way to Ben Hill&lt;br /&gt;Slide a five to the junkie to clean my windshield&lt;br /&gt;Got the whole crew ridin and we startin SHIT&lt;br /&gt;I even got a trailer hitch with the barbeque pit&lt;br /&gt;Now all you wanna do is get drunk and pout&lt;br /&gt;Plus your new name is Fire cuz we stomped you out&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, we blow trees and bees,  that's fantastic&lt;br /&gt;So gulls hold ya weave while I'm weaving through traffic&lt;br /&gt;I kicked to fifth gear and teared the road apart&lt;br /&gt;You'll be like lil John Q and get a +Change of Heart+&lt;br /&gt;It's one mission, two clips and some triple beams&lt;br /&gt;I'M ABOUT TO BLOW THIS WHOLE SHIT UP TO SMITHEREENS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pot holes in the street just bentcha rims&lt;br /&gt;Tell me whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL&lt;br /&gt;MAN, THAT AIN'T STICKY, THAT'S JUST STICKS AND STEMS&lt;br /&gt;BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL&lt;br /&gt;Catch ya man with another bitch up in ya bed&lt;br /&gt;Ladies whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL&lt;br /&gt;If the bottles all gone and your eyes are red&lt;br /&gt;BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Outro]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Fast, 2 Furious...&lt;br /&gt;2 Fast....ACT A FOOL&lt;br /&gt;2 Fast, 2 Furious...&lt;br /&gt;2 Fast....ACT A FOOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116540041283466829?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116540041283466829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116540041283466829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116540041283466829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116540041283466829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/12/move-bitch-get-out-way-get-out-way.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116502882891294894</id><published>2006-12-01T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T19:07:08.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pace and Power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played soccer for fucking 6 hours yesterday in my liverpool home kit.. woah!! so fucking shoik..after three months touching the ball... the dudes there were pretty fast and  rough but i didnt back off i played with all my heart... anyway enough about that.. just wanted to thank you for being there for me .. i needed ur support and help...its nice having u and knowing u as a friend.. thanks for understanding the pain.. god bless you and may we be friends always..thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight Fucking off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen&lt;br /&gt; 10     hahahahahahahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116502882891294894?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116502882891294894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116502882891294894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116502882891294894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116502882891294894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/12/pace-and-power-i-played-soccer-for.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116477058253509816</id><published>2006-11-28T19:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T23:34:53.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3685/1093/1600/268887/New%20Image2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3685/1093/320/67386/New%20Image2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guys its a brand new day and i thank god for the day... i made a vow never to be bad anymore lar... life before was a rocky road... now me going out to do voluntary work at the home.. guys this is me now.. the brand new kartik krish...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116477058253509816?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116477058253509816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116477058253509816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116477058253509816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116477058253509816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-guys-its-brand-new-day-and-i-thank_28.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116473893338025732</id><published>2006-11-28T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T10:50:51.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3685/1093/1600/IMG_0083.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3685/1093/320/IMG_0083.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha...The down syndrome kid damn sad sia DROPPED OUT OF ITE....hahahah hOW STUPID CAN THAT BE MAN.... DUDE feeling sad for you... Fucking ugly sia.... the eyes look like vagina man......hahhahaha.... then wah the face so flat like kena langa by lorry... on top of that he think he damn cool sia...hhaha...look like one retard mother fucker...sia...hhahaha.... Too bad...hahah u tERok...ugly means ar u fucking ugly sia the definition of ugliness....serious... PEEPS THIS IS THE GUY I TALKING ABOUT..hahahaha... see for urself sia...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116473893338025732?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116473893338025732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116473893338025732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116473893338025732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116473893338025732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/11/hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116472554569065381</id><published>2006-11-28T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T06:52:25.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ntro - Eminem ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shady, Aftermath&lt;br /&gt;There she goes shaking that ass on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Bumpin and grindin that pole&lt;br /&gt;The way she's grindin that pole&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm losing control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1 - Eminem]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get buzzed, get drunk, get crunked, get fucked up&lt;br /&gt;Hit the strip club don't forget ones get your dick rubbed&lt;br /&gt;Get fucked, get sucked, get wasted, shit faceted&lt;br /&gt;Pasted, blasted, puke drink up, get a new drink&lt;br /&gt;Hit the bathroom sink, throw up&lt;br /&gt;Wipe your shoe clean, got a routine&lt;br /&gt;Knowin still got a few chunks on your shoestring&lt;br /&gt;Showin I was dehydrated till the beat vibrated&lt;br /&gt;I was revibed as soon as this Bitch gyrated&lt;br /&gt;And hips and licked them lips and that was it&lt;br /&gt;I had to get Nate Dogg here to sing some shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2 - Nate Dogg]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two to the one from the one to the three&lt;br /&gt;I like good pussy and I like good trees&lt;br /&gt;Smoke so much weed you wouldn't believe&lt;br /&gt;And I get more ass than a toilet seat&lt;br /&gt;Three to the one from the one to the three&lt;br /&gt;I met a bad bitch last night in the D&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you how I made her leave with me&lt;br /&gt;Conversation and Hennessey&lt;br /&gt;I've been to the muthafuckin mountain top&lt;br /&gt;Heard muthafuckers talk, seen 'em drop&lt;br /&gt;If I ain't got a weapon I'ma pick up a rock&lt;br /&gt;And when I bust yo ass I'm gonna continue to rock&lt;br /&gt;Getcha ass of the wall with your two left feet&lt;br /&gt;It's real easy just follow the beat&lt;br /&gt;Don't let that fine girl pass you by&lt;br /&gt;Look real close cause strobe lights lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 3 - Nate Dogg]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bout to have a party (turn the music up)&lt;br /&gt;Let's get it started (Go head shake your butt)&lt;br /&gt;I'm lookin for a girl with a body and a sexy strut&lt;br /&gt;Wanna get it poppin baby step right up&lt;br /&gt;Some girls they act retarded&lt;br /&gt;Some girls are bout it bout it&lt;br /&gt;I'm lookin for a girl that will do whatever the fuck&lt;br /&gt;I say everyday she be givin it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus - Nate Dogg]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me&lt;br /&gt;Come on girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me&lt;br /&gt;Ohh girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me&lt;br /&gt;Come on girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 4 - Eminem]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a menace, a dentist, an oral hygienist&lt;br /&gt;Open your mouth for about four or five minutes&lt;br /&gt;Take a little bit of this fluoride rinse&lt;br /&gt;Swish but don't spit it, swallow and I'll finish&lt;br /&gt;Yeah me and Nate d-o double g&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a couple bitches with some double d's&lt;br /&gt;Pop a little champagne and a couple E's&lt;br /&gt;Slip it in her bubbuly, we finna finna have a party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 5 - Nate Dogg]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a party (turn the music up)&lt;br /&gt;Let's get it started (Go head shake your butt)&lt;br /&gt;I'm lookin for a girl I can fuck in my hummer truck&lt;br /&gt;Apple Bottom jeans and a big Ol' slut&lt;br /&gt;Some girls they act retarded&lt;br /&gt;Some girls are bout it bout it&lt;br /&gt;I want a bitch that sit at the crib with no panties on&lt;br /&gt;Knows that she can but she won't say no&lt;br /&gt;Now look at this lady all in front of me, sexy as can be&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I want a slut, would you be mine?&lt;br /&gt;I heard you was freaky from a friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge - Eminem]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I hope you don't get mad at me&lt;br /&gt;But I told Nate you was a freak&lt;br /&gt;He said he wants a slut, hope you don't mind&lt;br /&gt;I told him how you like it from behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus - Nate Dogg]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me&lt;br /&gt;Cmon girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me&lt;br /&gt;Ohh girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me&lt;br /&gt;Cmon girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me&lt;br /&gt;We bout' to have a party (turn the music up)&lt;br /&gt;Let's get it started (go ahead shake your butt)&lt;br /&gt;I'm lookin for a girl with a body and a sexy strut&lt;br /&gt;Wanna get it poppin baby step right up&lt;br /&gt;Some girls they act retarded&lt;br /&gt;Some girls are bout it bout it&lt;br /&gt;I'm lookin for a girl that will do whatever the fuck&lt;br /&gt;I say everyday she be givin it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Outro - Eminem]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There she goes, shaking that ass on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Bumpin and grindin that pole&lt;br /&gt;The way she's grindin that pole&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm losing control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, come one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Eminem makes noises]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't leavin' without you bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming home with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my boy, and his boy, and his boy, and his girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, Nate Dogg&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/37487623-116472554569065381?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116472554569065381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116472554569065381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116472554569065381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116472554569065381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/11/intro-eminem-shady-aftermath-there-she.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116450993324623765</id><published>2006-11-25T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T18:58:53.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So wh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,so, so? Where do we go from here now? I dunno! sian.. til now havent touched the soccer ball...fucked up.. liverpool won thought by gerrard's wonder strike.. but that was not a convincing win..so fuck it.. but liverpool still rocks. i am so tired man..i just woek up and the rest of the day going out with family so nothing much to blog about now i guess i will be back... aight...fuck off guys..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116450993324623765?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116450993324623765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116450993324623765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116450993324623765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116450993324623765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-wh-soso-so-where-do-we-go-from-here.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116425310456406661</id><published>2006-11-22T19:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T19:38:24.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3685/1093/1600/955929/tear%20eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3685/1093/320/933229/tear%20eyes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up for you. I had 3 hours of sleep. As i wait patiently for you here counting the time i have left till 5 plus. I race to every call but its not you. Please wake up. Matchbook romance is bursting form my speakers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Greatest Fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="std_font"&gt; The hand of my clock strikes two&lt;br /&gt;In times when I got the best of you&lt;br /&gt;We made promises we couldn't keep&lt;br /&gt;And every night we couldn't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know why, but didn't ask questions&lt;br /&gt;because it was the first time in my life, yeah the first time in my life&lt;br /&gt;Where I, did something right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set myself up for the greatest fall of all time&lt;br /&gt;I set myself up for the greatest fall of all time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You pick me apart&lt;br /&gt;While I search for witty things to say (In my defense)&lt;br /&gt;"You'll never amount to anything anyway"&lt;br /&gt;(Don't press your luck, don't press your luck)&lt;br /&gt;And think that I'm impressed with your one night stands&lt;br /&gt;and your contagious kiss&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to get this right&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, cause I'm ridiculous like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set myself up for the greatest fall of all time&lt;br /&gt;I set myself up for the greatest fall of all time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep this as&lt;br /&gt;A constant reminder&lt;br /&gt;Of the nights I spent holding onto her&lt;br /&gt;And rest assured I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;I miss you less, with each day you're gone (you're gone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set myself up for the greatest fall of all time&lt;br /&gt;I set myself up for the greatest fall of all time&lt;br /&gt;I set myself up for the greatest fall of all time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[in EP it is repeated 2 times, not 3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking off with a bleeding &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116425310456406661?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116425310456406661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116425310456406661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116425310456406661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116425310456406661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-woke-up-for-you_22.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116420880610336481</id><published>2006-11-22T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T07:20:06.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lovers and liars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sick and tired of life man. I really can't seem to do anything anymore.. the memories are starting to captivate my mind.. i feel like staying under my covers. no one seems to be there anymore. but i care for the world. haiz.. why is it always like this for me? I care but no one cares.. parents too busy buying car and renovating the house... when i ask them can i go out with u guys they say then who is goonna take care of the house.. they gonna bring me and ma sis to New Zealand i so dont wanna go man.. i wanna just stay here and breathe.. my head is getting better but the swell is still there.. had a boring day today with the grandma and the extended family but my own family was not there.. wth ?! i just got back home i am really hurt beneath.. i feel lonely and awkward i wanna die.. Fuck off guys leave me alone.. me going running with my soccer balll take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kartik Krish( buried alive)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116420880610336481?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116420880610336481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116420880610336481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116420880610336481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116420880610336481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/11/lovers-and-liars-i-am-so-sick-and.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116408311320858968</id><published>2006-11-20T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T20:25:13.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not going to be sad anymore.........Hurt too much saturated already.... Ang guess what if it was meant to be everything would happen the way i want things to be..me just gonna be happy and rock on..hahah...Liverpool still rock so do i...haha wth me listening to elvis presley jailhouse rock..ddamn nice sia the song...fucking happy feel like learning it on the guitar...haha me gonna be happy no matter what obstacle stands infront...WHy not i just run straight through it? hahah.. ANyways enough of that bullshit.. I just woke up man.. and i feel like going for a run..But my head still swollen from yesterday's blow.. hurt like fuck i was quite shocked i started bleeding.. but the pain was eccentric nice.....................haha who is the emo kid man...me? hahahaha... Blood and more blood...SICK&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha................ SOMEONE START PLAYING SOCCCER  OR I AM SO GONNA BE EMO  ALL THE WAY the G2000 model called me to play soccer but that guy cancelled last min&gt;...HELP I NEED TO VENT ON THE BALL AND  SCORE LIKE  NEVER BEFORE&gt;&gt;. FUCK ASSES....GO LISTEN TO LIMP BIZKIT OR SOMETHING... GUESS WHAT MY FRIEND WINNIE GONNA LEND ME SKATEBOARD AND I WANNA TRY SKATING AGAIn JUST TO PASS MY FUCKING TIME AT HOME...HAHAHAH!!! HECK THE KNOCKS I AM BORN TO GET KNOCKS... ATTITUDE SUCKS MAN!! HAHA... SCREW IT... HUST DO UR THANG FUCK ASS&gt;..FUCKING OFF THE MAN HIMSELF KARTIK KRISH hahahah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116408311320858968?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116408311320858968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116408311320858968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116408311320858968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116408311320858968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/11/not-going-to-be-sad-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116378430262764263</id><published>2006-11-17T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T09:25:02.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey, long time no see..&lt;br /&gt;haha... Alevels  finally over...now loads to look forward too.. the next thing on my mind is April 9...Where i will be in the Army to serve the nation...haha...sian...now nothing much to do havent plan how to spend my holidays yet...possibly looking to make the best out of it before i get my results...arghzz..hahha...too tired see u guys tmr..aight...fuck off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116378430262764263?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116378430262764263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116378430262764263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116378430262764263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116378430262764263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-long-time-no-see.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116341276555856737</id><published>2006-11-13T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T02:12:45.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So? what now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a series of mishappenings man?  wah  lao...for one moment i thought i was taking  S-paper  for physics sia...why so  difficult ?  hoping to get  a C grade for this paper alone.. damn screwed shit...cant wait for wednesday...that marks the end of studying for two years.. cant wait seriously..i wanna play soccer and enjoy..  tmr is chem paper 2.. hope something good comes out of it... i hate the feeling of getting stuck in the midst of a paper..that shit is just torture. Come on Cambridge whatever are u guys doing? make The NTU NUS admission go low? hahhaha... fuck this shit... i am making it to A UNI no matter what.... not gonna linger around like some peeps..haha...gonna study soon lar...so fucking off kartik krish u guys fuck off to and go beat ur meat or something i aint shurrr...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116341276555856737?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116341276555856737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116341276555856737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116341276555856737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116341276555856737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-what-now-what-series-of.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116337701958938448</id><published>2006-11-12T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:16:59.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Admit Defeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn... and the score  like i predicted is  3-0....   3 to Arsenal that it....  I was  heartbroken man.  seeing  my  team  get  killed. i guess we will be back next year. Anyway its Physics paper 1 and 2 today...i studied the most for Physics as it is my weakest subject and i hope i will do well.. Come on let me not do a liverpool...hhaha... sorry liverpool no offense...haha.. Cant wait to get my legs on the ball sia....fucking itchy... damn damn damn i wanna PLAY SOccer....cant take it...never felt so depserate for soccer before... SOCCER..hahaha...okok craziness.. paper ends like 6 pm today... screwed up so late.. tmr is Chem paper 2 hopefully i nail it.. See u after my paper...takkaire and fucking off---------&gt; kartik krish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116337701958938448?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116337701958938448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116337701958938448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116337701958938448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116337701958938448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/11/admit-defeat-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116326881163533447</id><published>2006-11-11T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:13:31.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry seems to be the hardest word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still mugging man...damn strained but i have to go on  or i can dream about being a pilot ...haha..to her, i know u still do love me...i love u too...anyway its Sunday, Liverpool Vs Arsenal...damn...Have a bad feeling... When i wake up got lots more to catch up with.. so sian...see u tmr good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116326881163533447?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116326881163533447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116326881163533447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116326881163533447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116326881163533447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/11/sorry-seems-to-be-hardest-word-still.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116321462097846784</id><published>2006-11-10T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:10:20.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="white"&gt;&lt;pre class="borderblkbold"&gt;And the tears come streaming down your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you can't replace&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone but it goes to waste&lt;br /&gt;could it be worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was woken up by such beautiful lyrics sung by coldplay on radio. Nothing much in life today. its pretty much about more staying at home and studying. Got physics on Monday. After monday i can put my mind at ease a while. Looking forward to wednesday though. Where it is the end of all my major papers. After that can slack! haha... Anyway tomorrow my team has to win the big match man. Arsenal vs Liverpool. Damn cant watch it though cause its very late at night. Hope liverpool wins as they would be able to climb the league table. For soccer fans now lets digress a bit, haha. With Momo Sissoko out for three months we sure would be lacking that extra tool of winning balls and cutting down attacks swiftly in the midfield. Understanding Arsenal's fast paced football and their constant success in the past few meetings against liverpool and also liverpool's Terrible away form only suggests that liverpool will lose. sad to say that my analysis leads to sucha prediction but i really hope Liverpool wins it would be a great start to the week. Well more about life in a few days time after my exams... i reckon its all about getting my life back on track.. its been long since i played soccer and so i am definitely gonna give my feet some talking to do haha... cant live without playing man..After that am probably gonna groom myself a bit.. its been long since i last bought clothes and spotted a new hairdo.. maybe gonna streak my hair red.. see how things go. if it turns out well then i will post a picture of it on my blog...hahhaa... Anyway enlisted into Army BMTC (2) in April 9.. Haiz gonna miss everyone out there.. every single soul and my family and friends... Hope to catch up with u guys before army..ok anyway i guess i gottat go start my day will get backto you soon..take care peace out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="white"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116321462097846784?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116321462097846784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116321462097846784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116321462097846784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116321462097846784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/11/and-tears-come-streaming-down-your.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116319253825882856</id><published>2006-11-10T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T13:02:18.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3685/1093/1600/awd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3685/1093/320/awd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Scientist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Come up to meet ya, tell you I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how lovely you are&lt;br /&gt;I had to find you, tell you I need ya&lt;br /&gt;And tell you I set you apart&lt;br /&gt;Tell me your secrets, and nurse me your questions&lt;br /&gt;Oh let's go back to the start&lt;br /&gt;Running in circles, coming in tails&lt;br /&gt;Heads on a science apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;It's such a shame for us to part&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it would be this hard&lt;br /&gt;Oh take me back to the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just guessing at numbers and figures&lt;br /&gt;Pulling the puzzles apart.&lt;br /&gt;Questions of science, science and progress&lt;br /&gt;Don't speak as loud as my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you love me, and come back and haunt me,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, when I rush to the start&lt;br /&gt;Running in circles, chasing tails&lt;br /&gt;coming  back as we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;It's such a shame for us to part&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy.&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it would be so hard&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to the start.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116319253825882856?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116319253825882856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116319253825882856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116319253825882856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116319253825882856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/11/scientist-come-up-to-meet-ya-tell-you.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</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-37487623.post-116319207749972929</id><published>2006-11-10T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T12:54:37.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3685/1093/1600/pixz-0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3685/1093/320/pixz-0041.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for u to fall alseep, only then can i sleep. My world is so empty now. I should have put in effort in it. I always realise things only when things are gone. It hurt inside to feel things like that. U may be gone u may hate me but u will always live within me. I will always love you. Sorry for the things i have said to hurt you most of it was out of rage and pain.. i never meant to hurt you neither have i ever thought of letting u go.. i am glad that u are happy with ur life now that i am gone but the memories of happiness we had are what that is giving me life now. Lmj, hate me. i dont blame you. i was not a good bf. but i will always love u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37487623-116319207749972929?l=itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/feeds/116319207749972929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37487623&amp;postID=116319207749972929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116319207749972929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37487623/posts/default/116319207749972929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstimeforbetterthings.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-waiting-for-u-to-fall-alseep-only.html' title=''/><author><name>assenavkrish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02362689787462184175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
