<?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-2283316879608179056</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:26:31.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>giveupthegrudge</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098564883839393433</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>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283316879608179056.post-1695663104329416261</id><published>2008-05-19T01:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T01:33:50.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>moved back to emplifya.livejournal.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283316879608179056-1695663104329416261?l=giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283316879608179056.post-100299443508092664</id><published>2008-05-18T00:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T01:24:33.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wonder.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283316879608179056-100299443508092664?l=giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/feeds/100299443508092664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283316879608179056&amp;postID=100299443508092664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/100299443508092664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/100299443508092664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/2008/05/looks-like-im-still-unwanted-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098564883839393433</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-2283316879608179056.post-2477333103652993674</id><published>2008-05-15T00:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T01:01:08.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to feel unimportant, unloved, lonely and empty&lt;br /&gt;to know that all labour was in vain&lt;br /&gt;isnt nice at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283316879608179056-2477333103652993674?l=giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/feeds/2477333103652993674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283316879608179056&amp;postID=2477333103652993674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/2477333103652993674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/2477333103652993674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-feel-unimportant-unloved-lonely-and.html' title=''/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098564883839393433</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-2283316879608179056.post-4330104711658934038</id><published>2008-05-14T03:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T03:56:24.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Why? Because you stole my heart, and it's now locked away in your beauty. That makes you a criminal, doesn't it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283316879608179056-4330104711658934038?l=giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/feeds/4330104711658934038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283316879608179056&amp;postID=4330104711658934038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/4330104711658934038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/4330104711658934038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-because-you-stole-my-heart-and-its.html' title=''/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098564883839393433</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-2283316879608179056.post-4819319738901143679</id><published>2008-05-12T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T01:07:33.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its over. piss off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283316879608179056-4819319738901143679?l=giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/feeds/4819319738901143679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283316879608179056&amp;postID=4819319738901143679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/4819319738901143679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/4819319738901143679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-over.html' title=''/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098564883839393433</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-2283316879608179056.post-3115528165367622779</id><published>2008-04-29T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T00:41:52.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>things i want to do before my soul gets sold to MINDEF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) escape NS&lt;br /&gt;2) go for church camp&lt;br /&gt;3) go for holiday&lt;br /&gt;4) spend time with my friends&lt;br /&gt;5) go to the zoo&lt;br /&gt;6) ride the singapore flyer&lt;br /&gt;7) go to the science centre&lt;br /&gt;8) celebrate my birthday&lt;br /&gt;9) get a cat&lt;br /&gt;10) get an slr camera&lt;br /&gt;11) decide what to do for life&lt;br /&gt;12) lose weight&lt;br /&gt;13) find the one?  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised that i am a very jealous person. i get jealous damn easily. like super easily&lt;br /&gt;going to ns may not seem that bad to some guys, but its really affecting me. cos this is like one of the biggest fears in my life i've had since primary school. why why why.....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish things would be like the way they were. or differently better&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283316879608179056-3115528165367622779?l=giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/feeds/3115528165367622779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283316879608179056&amp;postID=3115528165367622779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/3115528165367622779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/3115528165367622779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/2008/04/things-i-want-to-do-before-my-soul-gets.html' title=''/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098564883839393433</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-2283316879608179056.post-6584571511955414326</id><published>2008-04-03T14:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T14:25:50.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hola to anyone who still reads my dead blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's been pretty good this past few weeks&lt;br /&gt;some new friends, meeting up again with good ol friend&lt;br /&gt;and my cg has grown significantly in size too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave up trying to pass my napfa cos im still too fat and unfit and lazy haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost some weight though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really want an SLR camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283316879608179056-6584571511955414326?l=giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/feeds/6584571511955414326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283316879608179056&amp;postID=6584571511955414326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/6584571511955414326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/6584571511955414326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/2008/04/hola-to-anyone-who-still-reads-my-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098564883839393433</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-2283316879608179056.post-5259349421627894868</id><published>2008-03-14T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T01:03:37.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit la.. own goal liao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283316879608179056-5259349421627894868?l=giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/feeds/5259349421627894868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283316879608179056&amp;postID=5259349421627894868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/5259349421627894868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/5259349421627894868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/2008/03/shit-la.html' title=''/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098564883839393433</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-2283316879608179056.post-4264372998991631173</id><published>2008-03-12T03:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T03:33:43.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man.. i cant sleep..&lt;br /&gt;fever, blocked nose, hungry and brother is snoring loudly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Start Time: 3:14am&lt;br /&gt;2. Name: eugene&lt;br /&gt;3. Nickname: yandao  (haha damn long time since ive heard this word)&lt;br /&gt;4. Astrology sign: virgo&lt;br /&gt;5. Gender: male spartan&lt;br /&gt;7. Hair color: black&lt;br /&gt;8. Eye color: black&lt;br /&gt;9. Height: 173&lt;br /&gt;10. Favorite Most color: black&lt;br /&gt;11. Glasses: jyea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. tattoos: none, dont mind getting one though..&lt;br /&gt;14. Birthplace: sg&lt;br /&gt;15. Area code: 65.&lt;br /&gt;16. TRUEfriends: boss, church ppl and my malay friend haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******HAVE YOU EVER*****&lt;br /&gt;17. cut your own hair? : yea&lt;br /&gt;18. Done something in the past and regreted?: yea&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you ever met someone you were not supposed to? : nope&lt;br /&gt;22. Bungee jumped? : no way&lt;br /&gt;24. Punched someone? : yea&lt;br /&gt;25. Cheated on someone? : cheat money have ah haha&lt;br /&gt;26. Been arrested? : got kana caught by police before, but nv get handcuffed&lt;br /&gt;27. Broken into someones house?: nope&lt;br /&gt;28. Been to a funeral? : yea&lt;br /&gt;32. Used a lighter? : which swahkoo never use before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****FAVORITE*****&lt;br /&gt;34. Season: if sg had winter&lt;br /&gt;36. Ice cream flavor: no preference&lt;br /&gt;37. School subject(s): none&lt;br /&gt;38. Candy: anything but chewy sweets like hichew or grape flavoured&lt;br /&gt;39. Breakfast: nasi lemak. bacon&lt;br /&gt;40. Juice: dont know eh&lt;br /&gt;41. Book(s): comics.. i dont read&lt;br /&gt;42. Movie(s): ahh tough one.. 300? transformers? saw&lt;br /&gt;43. Song(s): so many&lt;br /&gt;50. Letter(s): anything but fines and army enlistment letter&lt;br /&gt;51. Favorite fast food restaurant: i like all&lt;br /&gt;52. Disney Princess: what the.. belle? shes the only one that doesnt get saved by a prince charming&lt;br /&gt;53. TV station: discovery channel&lt;br /&gt;54. Name for a son: drake&lt;br /&gt;55. Name for a daugter: andrea&lt;br /&gt;******DO YOU PREFER*****&lt;br /&gt;56. Chocolate or Vanilla? : choc&lt;br /&gt;57. Alcoholic or not? : nope&lt;br /&gt;60. Scary movies or comedies? : comedies&lt;br /&gt;61. Short or long hair? : depends where. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;62. Croutons or bacon bits? : bacon&lt;br /&gt;******FIRST THINGS THAT COME TO MIND******&lt;br /&gt;64. Mexicans in general: the huge hat they wear whatsitcalled&lt;br /&gt;65. School: no more sch JYEA&lt;br /&gt;66. Grass: arse&lt;br /&gt;67. Cow: quote from samantha *kungpow! chicken go cluck cluck cow go moo.. pig go oinkoink how bout you?HAHA.*  lol&lt;br /&gt;69. Mouse: mickey&lt;br /&gt;70. Hands: pcc. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;******THE PAST 3 DAYS, HAVE YOU******&lt;br /&gt;71. Watched a movie? : nope&lt;br /&gt;72. Talked on the phone?: short ones&lt;br /&gt;74. Choked?: yea&lt;br /&gt;75. Drank a glass of water? : yea&lt;br /&gt;76. Done Drugs? : lotsa panadol&lt;br /&gt;77. Read a book or magazine? : nope&lt;br /&gt;78. Watched TV? : mythbusters and some cartoon&lt;br /&gt;79. Looked in the mirror? : yea&lt;br /&gt;80. Taken a shower? : never&lt;br /&gt;81. Taken a picture? : nope&lt;br /&gt;82. Listened to music? : syeah&lt;br /&gt;84. Told someone you liked them: nope&lt;br /&gt;85. End time: 3:33am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283316879608179056-4264372998991631173?l=giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/feeds/4264372998991631173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283316879608179056&amp;postID=4264372998991631173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/4264372998991631173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/4264372998991631173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/2008/03/man.html' title=''/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098564883839393433</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-2283316879608179056.post-7309497544862819642</id><published>2008-03-06T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T01:01:09.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chick flicks = bad for the human race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? because they make highly desirable scenarios for hopeless love junkie teenagers which are TOTALLY IMPOSSIBLE TO HAPPEN in real life. It makes these girls go all dreamy and use chickflick stories or events as benchmarks for their real life encounter. Thus, every guy is always not good enough for these girls who think the world revolves around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i propose that we kill every film director planning to make a chick flick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;face it girls! there aint never gonna be a guy whos so handsome and caring and all and blah blah and "awwwww so sweet". this is the real world! wake up! theres only one guy whos all the above and thats me. and i dont like chick flick girls so you can just give up and consuming all that yummy cake and chocolates and alcohol, become fat and waste your life away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really.&lt;br /&gt;i really possess all those qualities haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can drop me a mail at eugenewang_@hotmail.com if you think you are hot, sexy, good singing voice, doesnt nag, and can cook well. (GIRLS ONLY. GUYS ARE NOT WELCOMED AT ALL)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283316879608179056-7309497544862819642?l=giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/feeds/7309497544862819642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283316879608179056&amp;postID=7309497544862819642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/7309497544862819642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/7309497544862819642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/2008/03/chick-flicks-bad-for-human-race-why.html' title=''/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098564883839393433</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-2283316879608179056.post-7001389576880410106</id><published>2008-02-29T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T21:09:48.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Q: How do you make something out of nothing at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Be a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How does a guy change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Get a ladder, climb the ladder and screw the bulb in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How does a girl change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Get a ladder, climb the ladder, hold the bulb in place and wait for the world to revolve around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna say no offence to anyone cos i really dont understand why do girls really like to make things out of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;like one moment they're ok then the next they're bothered and depressed and what not.&lt;br /&gt;its like they're revisiting an old issue which was already resolved or forgotten but somehow they forgot that they had settled it already.&lt;br /&gt;and some are like just wanting to be sad and depressed cos they want others to sympathize them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;incredible species.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brothers, we have a lot to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a lot to tolerate when we get married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;godspeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283316879608179056-7001389576880410106?l=giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/feeds/7001389576880410106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283316879608179056&amp;postID=7001389576880410106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/7001389576880410106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/7001389576880410106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/2008/02/q-how-do-you-make-something-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098564883839393433</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-2283316879608179056.post-8552621944996254622</id><published>2008-02-25T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T01:25:54.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a good day, the best one i had in quite a long long time&lt;br /&gt;ask me if you want details (subjected to my song-ness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been listening to some old songs that i was into in secondary school and it sure feels good. Songs nowadays are so weird and.. weird.&lt;br /&gt;back then was simple and sometimes random, but still awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my spartan workout campaign starts tmr! time to work off those sleeping 8 pack.&lt;br /&gt;sleeping 8 pack, not belly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283316879608179056-8552621944996254622?l=giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/feeds/8552621944996254622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283316879608179056&amp;postID=8552621944996254622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/8552621944996254622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/8552621944996254622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-was-good-day-best-one-i-had-in.html' title=''/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098564883839393433</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-2283316879608179056.post-7568489114641709258</id><published>2008-02-21T20:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T20:19:22.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i saw the prettiest girl in my life ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really. ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgggggg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283316879608179056-7568489114641709258?l=giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/feeds/7568489114641709258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283316879608179056&amp;postID=7568489114641709258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/7568489114641709258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/7568489114641709258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-i-saw-prettiest-girl-in-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098564883839393433</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-2283316879608179056.post-5459716059809385921</id><published>2008-02-09T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T01:10:50.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realised that i was posting on the wrong blog. haha silly me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the past 2 posts, if anybody cares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283316879608179056-5459716059809385921?l=giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/feeds/5459716059809385921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283316879608179056&amp;postID=5459716059809385921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/5459716059809385921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/5459716059809385921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-just-realised-that-i-was-posting-on.html' title=''/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098564883839393433</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-2283316879608179056.post-341572889350116522</id><published>2008-02-09T01:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T01:09:56.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont know bout you all but im pretty anxious about the US elections which i dono when it is taking place. the reason im into this is because it decides the fate of the world for the next 4 years man. glad Bush can finally go and FO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but personally im supporting Obama cos he look's like a strong, stable and un-crazy leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reasons for not supporting McCain or Clinton;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McCain: look at his face man. he looks like some vietnam war veteran aka sergeant slaughter-everyone ready for some spillage of blood. this aint good cos the war on terror would just be prolonged and any terrorist attack in the future would have dire consequences. everything is about war war war, from the look of his face haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clinton: she's a woman. (no offence) but you can tell she's a feminist and "cheating" by appealing to the women voters. which is not wrong but its sucky. you know how women like her are with things; every single detail must be this and that, just like a woman nagging. so i think she wont be a good president cos she'll be just focusing on women's rights all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO OBAMA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283316879608179056-341572889350116522?l=giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/feeds/341572889350116522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283316879608179056&amp;postID=341572889350116522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/341572889350116522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/341572889350116522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-dont-know-bout-you-all-but-im-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098564883839393433</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-2283316879608179056.post-3386687601151647081</id><published>2008-02-09T01:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T01:09:39.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a hell of what? 2, 3 weeks for me man. long long long long days of projects projects projects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally i can not use that word for a long time to come because i just completed the last one an hour ago, which was 12am, in school&lt;br /&gt;apparently, the project that we did slaved throughout the weekend midnights and mornings was picked as the best in the cohort to be sent for this international competition thingy.. which meant more work for us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF, we manage to win, i'll have to fly to washington DC to present the report in front of hundreds of geezers. that an if&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways! only 1 week more remains of my poly life. been through good times and shitty times. more shitty times.. but yea i cant wait to graduate&lt;br /&gt;finally can have some time to sleeeeeppppppppppp. and go back to writing more songz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im super shagged. only 3 hours of sleep for the past 41 hours.&lt;br /&gt;dead. tired.&lt;br /&gt;9am class later.&lt;br /&gt;ohmyson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283316879608179056-3386687601151647081?l=giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/feeds/3386687601151647081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283316879608179056&amp;postID=3386687601151647081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/3386687601151647081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/3386687601151647081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/2008/02/hola-its-been-hell-of-what-2-3-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098564883839393433</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-2283316879608179056.post-4504576745329809114</id><published>2008-01-21T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T00:50:29.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A week of hell awaits me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Even though i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, i will not fear, for You are with me, Your rod and staff, they comfort me." Ps 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank You Lord..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283316879608179056-4504576745329809114?l=giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/feeds/4504576745329809114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283316879608179056&amp;postID=4504576745329809114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/4504576745329809114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/4504576745329809114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/2008/01/week-of-hell-awaits-me.html' title=''/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098564883839393433</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-2283316879608179056.post-7189741553452780972</id><published>2008-01-10T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:17:52.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;1. Faith is the ability to not panic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. If you worry, you didn't pray. If you pray, don't worry. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. As a child of God, prayer is kind of like calling home every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Blessed are the flexible, for they will not be bent out of shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. When we get tangled up in our problems, be still. God wants us to be still so He can untangle the knot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Do the math. Count your blessings. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. God wants spiritual fruit, not religious nuts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. Dear God: I have a problem. It's me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. Silence is often misinterpreted, but never misquoted. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. Laugh every day. It's like inner jogging. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. The most important things in your home are the people. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. There is no key to happiness. The door is always open. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. A grudge is a heavy thing to carry. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. He who dies with the most toys is still dead. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. We do not remember days, but moments. Life moves too fast, so enjoy your precious moments. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. Surviving and living your life successfully requires courage. The goals and dreams you're seeking require courage and risk-taking. Learn from the turtle -- it only makes progress when it sticks out its neck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. Be more concerned with your character than your reputation. Your character is what you really are, while your reputation is merely what others think you are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I've never really viewed prayer as #3 before. And it is true,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; heaven is my true home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i get so tired of the ways of men that i just want to escape from this place on earth.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, i think God still wants me here to do His will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think church is my second home.. To me, I always feel very comfortable and safe in church, sometimes even more than at my own house. Also, 90% of my circle of friends are from church and these are the people i enjoy the most hanging out with as well. Thats why i always look forward to weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I guess this is what defines "home"; the place where you feel safest and happiest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today i skipped lessons for the second time and Im quite afraid i might get debarred even though i had an MC to cover for last week. I think this semester is a really poorly planned one because we only have what, 7 weeks? And 5 modules. they should have thrown 1 or 2 module back to last sem when we did not have the attachment eating into our timetable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i always feel the dread and fear to go to school because of what happened last sem. Today i just wanted to stay at home and be away from school to do my work and church stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never &lt;/span&gt;felt comfortable in school. Thats why i always give reasons to my group mates that i have to go home early and i will do my part at home. Why am i talking bout this anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i shall call home today and ask my heavenly Father to comfort and free me of this shitty feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the lighter side of things, i was taking a break in between my work and i drew this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SB3kh9kIHc8/R4Wi93njR8I/AAAAAAAAAAw/zOu5m5xu5qo/s1600-h/SPARTANS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SB3kh9kIHc8/R4Wi93njR8I/AAAAAAAAAAw/zOu5m5xu5qo/s400/SPARTANS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153704532380960706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SPAAARTANS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hahaha, enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283316879608179056-7189741553452780972?l=giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/feeds/7189741553452780972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283316879608179056&amp;postID=7189741553452780972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/7189741553452780972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283316879608179056/posts/default/7189741553452780972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveupthegrudge.blogspot.com/2008/01/1.html' title=''/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098564883839393433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SB3kh9kIHc8/R4Wi93njR8I/AAAAAAAAAAw/zOu5m5xu5qo/s72-c/SPARTANS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
