<?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-7821244357196447289</id><updated>2012-01-27T14:43:34.921+08:00</updated><category term='love at a lifeline.'/><category term='making me hard to sleep.'/><category term='Check out &apos;Sophie Scholl&apos; at Okto 10pm 8 February.'/><category term='the song is stuck in my head.'/><category term='Nothing else seems to matter.'/><category term='lifelines.'/><category term='ps; love at a lifeline'/><category term='Naily.'/><category term='pencil brushhhhhhhhhs.'/><category term='prom = power.'/><category term='i&apos;m missing your love'/><category term='w'/><category term='soulmate'/><category term='PS: God save me (:'/><category term='i&apos;mofficiallymissingyou.'/><category term='Is this the truth?'/><category term='Damn coffee'/><title type='text'>a beautiful mess</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>179</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-1451775744709111383</id><published>2011-04-19T22:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T22:55:24.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ameer Rafael - Why design?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to remember what first interested me about design. I think it was the fact that design allow me to question everything that people around me took for granted. I have always been fuelled by a sense of anger, and this has expressed itself in creativity in general and in design in particular. My anger stemmed from having to follow rules that I didn't understand as a kid, and from my dislike of society's attitudes to its own people - young people, old people, disabled people, ethnic people, rich people, poor people, fat people, brainy people, athletic people, quiet people, sensitive people. I had a burning need to understand what it is all about - not from the ideas that I was a spoon-fed by my lecturers, but from what I could see on the streets and in the classrooms. I wanted to understand the way people related to each other, to objects, and to their environment. This questioning spirit eventually led me to Temasek, School of Design. Design allows me to engange in an exploration of society's values and of my own. It allows me to create and invent ideas that affect society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I aspire to create a product that can make a difference to the world especially the poorer population. I am conceptual and love to explore abstract ideas. I am curious about why a certain product is made and the kind of improvements it brings to humanity. I also always think about how a product could have been designed better for certain demographics of people. I believe that one must acquire a keen understanding of people, culture and belief systems to be a good designer. Only then will the results be unique, beautiful and useful. With my passion, I'll be able to turn my dreams into reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-1451775744709111383?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/1451775744709111383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2011/04/designers-are-wankers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1451775744709111383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1451775744709111383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2011/04/designers-are-wankers.html' title='The Drive'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-5895726351769997027</id><published>2011-04-15T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T21:42:59.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview with Wayne Hemingway</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Richard Morris&lt;/span&gt;,"A good designer seems able (if necessary) to cut across all of the practices, traditions and clutter of life to go to the heart of an issue, whats your secret?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wayne Hemingway&lt;/span&gt;," Being able to identify problems, things that can be improved, gaps in the market, and importantly being dissatisfied with things and having questioning mind - one that RARELY shuts off."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Richard Morris&lt;/span&gt;,"You have been able to find new ideas in the fashion, building, product and archiving industries. Do you find a need to adapt and change ways of working?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wayne Hemingway&lt;/span&gt;,"I've been lucky in that i have had opportunity and freedom to go where I please. The basic ways of working don't change across the industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Identify needs&lt;br /&gt;2. Understand Customers&lt;br /&gt;3. Find a great team to help deliver&lt;br /&gt;4. Work bloody hard&lt;br /&gt;5. Market your concept wonderfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Richard Morris&lt;/span&gt;,"You have taken a few risk in your career, do you ever worry that you are going to fail?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wayne Hemingway&lt;/span&gt;,"There's always a chance of failure but we have become good at balancing risk, and fortune favours the brave. As long as you set out on a project for the right reasons and put as much as possible into it as you can then failure is nothing to be ashamed of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-5895726351769997027?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/5895726351769997027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2011/04/interview-with-wayne-hemingway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/5895726351769997027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/5895726351769997027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2011/04/interview-with-wayne-hemingway.html' title='Interview with Wayne Hemingway'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-6342391778023204197</id><published>2011-02-11T15:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T15:24:09.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes you just have to smile, pretend everything's okay, hold back the tears, and walk away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TVTkEs2Y03I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Dfr7wwEofH8/s1600/168917_10150098044253518_574083517_6045434_5799066_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TVTkEs2Y03I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Dfr7wwEofH8/s320/168917_10150098044253518_574083517_6045434_5799066_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572329408374035314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Throughout our life, we become either our own worst enemy or our own very best friend. This love or hate relationship is quietly inside each of us. This relationship with ourselves is affecting everything that we do, every thought we have and choice of actions we take or don't take, daily. It is greatly linked to how we treat and love others in our life. This relationship with ourselves is always against our self progression or it is for it. Which one are you becoming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-6342391778023204197?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/6342391778023204197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2011/02/sometimes-you-just-have-to-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/6342391778023204197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/6342391778023204197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2011/02/sometimes-you-just-have-to-smile.html' title='Sometimes you just have to smile, pretend everything&apos;s okay, hold back the tears, and walk away.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TVTkEs2Y03I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Dfr7wwEofH8/s72-c/168917_10150098044253518_574083517_6045434_5799066_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-4504027691299445611</id><published>2011-02-01T09:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T09:10:26.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dear Life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what you're going to throw at me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it's not always what I want it to be.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it will come unexpectedly,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not the type to intercede.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me your worst,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fine because I been through so much.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned only time&lt;br /&gt;Can heal a broken heart and a wounded mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So c'mon life, what are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready for whatever you got in store;&lt;br /&gt;All the hurt and all the pain,&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm going to feel it someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Dear life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw whatever is in sight.&lt;br /&gt;I promise you,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-4504027691299445611?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/4504027691299445611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2011/02/dear-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/4504027691299445611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/4504027691299445611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2011/02/dear-life.html' title='Ice Coffee'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-2143759846314887450</id><published>2011-01-01T05:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T05:19:53.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's start fresh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/owFFVQYW1p8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/owFFVQYW1p8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2011/01/lets-start-fresh.html' title='Let&apos;s start fresh.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-5275189231335757563</id><published>2010-12-29T01:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T01:11:53.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's after Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TRoY6rv5z2I/AAAAAAAAAjE/1hC8kgpDlr0/s1600/Harry_Potter_by_never_think.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 118px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TRoY6rv5z2I/AAAAAAAAAjE/1hC8kgpDlr0/s320/Harry_Potter_by_never_think.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555780486770052962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Epilogue of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel, the last in the series, closes with a brief epilogue set nineteen years later, in which Harry and Ginny Weasley are a married couple with three children: James Sirius, Albus Severus, and Lily Luna. Ron and Hermione married and have two children, Rose and Hugo. The families meet at King's Cross station, where a nervous Albus is departing for his first year at Hogwarts. Harry's godson, Teddy Lupin, is found kissing Bill and Fleur Weasley's daughter Victoire in a train carriage. Harry sees Draco Malfoy and his wife (revealed on Rowling's website behind the door as Astoria Greengrass) with their son, Scorpius. Neville Longbottom is now the Hogwarts Herbology professor and remains friends with the two families. Harry comforts Albus, who is worried he will be sorted into Slytherin, and tells his son that one of his two namesakes, Severus Snape, was a Slytherin and the bravest man he had ever met. He adds that the Sorting Hat takes one's choice into account, like it did for Harry. The book ends with these final words: "The scar had not pained Harry for nineteen years. All was well."&lt;br /&gt;Rowling's commentary and supplement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;After Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an interview, online chat,the Wizard of the Month section of her website, and during her 2007 U.S. Open Book Tour, Rowling revealed additional character information that she chose not to include in the book. The first bits of information were about the trio and their families, starting with Harry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rowling stated that Harry became an Auror for the Ministry of Magic, and was later appointed head of the department. He also kept Sirius Black's motorcycle, which Arthur Weasley repaired for him, but he can no longer speak Parseltongue after the destruction of Voldemort's soul fragment within him. She revealed that Ginny Weasley played for the Holyhead Harpies Quidditch team for a time, leaving to establish a family with Harry. She later became the lead Quidditch correspondent for the Daily Prophet. Ron Weasley worked at George's store for a time, Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes, then joined Harry as an Auror. Hermione found her parents in Australia, and removed the memory modification charm she had put on them for safety. Initially, she worked for the Ministry of Magic in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, greatly improving life for house elves. She later moved to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement and assisted in eradicating oppressive, pro-pureblood laws. She was also the only member of the trio to go back and complete her seventh year at Hogwarts. Rowling also said that Dumbledore's relationship with Gellert Grindelwald extended beyond mere friendship, that "Dumbledore is gay, actually", and harboured romantic feelings for Grindelwald.Voldemort, she said, was forced to exist in the stunted form Harry witnessed in the King's Cross limbo after his death, as his crimes were too severe for him to become a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rowling also explained the fates of several secondary characters. George Weasley continued his successful joke shop and married fellow Quidditch player Angelina Johnson. The couple had two children: a son named Fred, in memory of his late twin brother, and a daughter, Roxanne. Luna Lovegood searched the world for odd and unique creatures, eventually marrying Rolf, a grandson of the famed naturalist Newt Scamander, writer of Fantastic Beasts and Where To Find Them. The couple had twins called Lorcan and Lysander. Her father's publication, The Quibbler, returned to its usual condition of "advanced lunacy" and is "appreciated for its unintentional humour."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other character histories revealed by Rowling included that of Draco Malfoy, who married Astoria Greengrass and had a son named Scorpius. Percy Weasley married a woman named Audrey and had two daughters, named Molly and Lucy. Firenze was welcomed back into his herd, who finally acknowledged the virtue of his pro-human leanings. Dolores Umbridge was arrested, interrogated, and imprisoned for crimes against Muggle-borns. Cho Chang went on to marry a Muggle. Neville Longbottom became professor of Herbology at Hogwarts and married Hannah Abbott, who became the landlady of the Leaky Cauldron. Bill and Fleur Weasley had a total of three children, a younger son named Louis, and two daughters, named Dominique and Victoire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the wider wizarding world other changes included: Kingsley Shacklebolt became the permanent Minister of Magic, with Percy Weasley working under him as a high official. Among the reforms introduced by Shacklebolt, was the removal of Dementors from the wizard prison Azkaban. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were also instrumental in reforming the Ministry.At Hogwarts, Slytherin House became more diluted and no longer held the title as the pure-blood bastion it once was, although its dark reputation lingered.Voldemort's jinx on the Defense Against the Dark Arts position was broken with his death, and there was a permanent Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher appointed. Harry also is said to come to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class to lecture several times a year. Lastly, Rowling revealed that a portrait of Severus Snape, who briefly served as Hogwarts Headmaster, had not appeared in the headmaster's office, as he had abandoned his post. Harry later ensured the addition of Snape's portrait, and publicly revealed Snape's true allegiance to Dumbledore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Extracted from, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Brown, Jen (25 July 2007). "Finished Potter? Rowling tells what happened next.". MSNBC. Retrieved 26 July 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Webchat with J.K. Rowling, 30 July 2007". Bloomsbury Publishing. Retrieved 31 July 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Toler, Lindsay. "Rowling Answers Fans' Final Questions". Associated Press.&lt;br /&gt;"Rowling Answers Fans' Final Questions". MSN Entertainment. 30 July 2007. Retrieved 31 July 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-5275189231335757563?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/5275189231335757563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/12/whats-after-harry-potter-and-deathly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/5275189231335757563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/5275189231335757563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/12/whats-after-harry-potter-and-deathly.html' title='What&apos;s after Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows?'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TRoY6rv5z2I/AAAAAAAAAjE/1hC8kgpDlr0/s72-c/Harry_Potter_by_never_think.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-170306655164119803</id><published>2010-12-22T12:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T12:09:17.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Product design, Industrial Design?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Both product design and industrial design are terms that have evolved over time. As a consequences, they mean different things to different people (conflicting). Broadly speaking, product design might be concerned with the efficient and effective generation and development of ideas throug a process that leads to a new products. Industrial design might be the concerned with the aspect of that process that brings the sort of artistic form and usability usually associated with craft design to that of mass produced goods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Product design, Industrial Design?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-170306655164119803?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/170306655164119803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/12/product-design-industrial-design.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/170306655164119803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/170306655164119803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/12/product-design-industrial-design.html' title='Product design, Industrial Design?'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-8317609821411849017</id><published>2010-12-18T19:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T19:45:47.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The world may not be full of rainbows and butterflies, but they still exist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TQyeM5w5jLI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Ltx9aNfI2KA/s1600/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TQyeM5w5jLI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Ltx9aNfI2KA/s320/Picture1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551986385142516914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The journey to find what matters most in life is sometimes a painful test of endurance and a constant struggle of our will. But when it's discovered, the peace that follows can certainly make the stars appear to dance and challenge any residual unrest that our soul has left to heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we clear our minds of the clutter of useless baggage, worthless information and second-hand knowledge, stored to bolster our ego that is allowed to weigh upon us for no discernible reason other than to gain a sense of ascendancy over others to justify our otherwise meaningless existence, then clear spiritual highways to blissful reality open up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much about my fate that l cannot control, but other things do fall under my jurisdiction. l can decide how to spend my time, whom to interact with, whom to share my body and life and energy with. l can select what l can read and eat and study. l can choose how I'm going to regard unfortunate circumstances in my life - whether l will see them as curses or opportunities. l can choose my words and the tone of voice in which l speak to others. And most of all, l can choose my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your future is in your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-8317609821411849017?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/8317609821411849017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/12/world-may-not-be-full-of-rainbows-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8317609821411849017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8317609821411849017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/12/world-may-not-be-full-of-rainbows-and.html' title='The world may not be full of rainbows and butterflies, but they still exist'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TQyeM5w5jLI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Ltx9aNfI2KA/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-3117177664348633988</id><published>2010-12-18T00:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T19:45:56.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sustainability</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TQuWICp8FfI/AAAAAAAAAiw/BaGGVAVnM9E/s1600/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TQuWICp8FfI/AAAAAAAAAiw/BaGGVAVnM9E/s320/Picture1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551696030560163314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Few other topics have captured the general public’s attention of late as the issue of environmental concern. Going green has become an almost trite phrase, tossed around by individuals and corporations alike, struggling to reclaim a sense of social responsibility by extolling the virtues of environmental awareness and action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the heart of this movement lies the concern for our sustainability. Sustainability is a broad subject, one where its sub-factors such as social or environmental sustainability are heavily intertwined. As such, environmental sustainability has become pivotal to securing our future and maintaining our standard of living as we know it in the long-term and sustainable design has grown to play a significant role in this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principles of sustainable design cover a wide area of environmental concern, ranging from energy efficiency to biomimicry, and one I believe with a particularly far-reaching direct impact on the environment is that of low-impact materials. The use of low-impact materials is also something easily identifiable by the consumer public because of their direct interaction with products and their component materials. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The predominance of environmentally-ignorant materials used in an overwhelming majority of today’s products is no accident. The tremendous variety of these materials is as far-reaching as their dire consequences for the planet and the ease with which products are manufactured using these materials, coupled with consumers’ monstrous appetite for them, has given companies big and small little reason for any initiative to change the status quo for some time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sustainability concerns have taken a backseat to profit margins, but that has not made it any less of a problem. Many impactful materials are fairly well-known to the general public; it is no secret, for example, that the non-biodegradability of most plastics poses a threat to our landfills, or that recycled materials are the way forward. The extent to which the consumer public will go to act upon these concerns, however, remains woefully minimal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has thus become clear that the strongest approach to making a change in the situation should start by targeting the consumer. Ultimately, the choice of materials used in any product will be decided by the manufacturer, but dictated by the customer. Pro-wildlife organisations often toss around the saying, “when the buying stops, the killing can too”; the same could probably be said of the environment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pre-determined focus on the consumer means the manufacturer plays second fiddle to a designer's concept, but it does not diminish its role in the big picture any less. Ultimately, the core goal of a designer's solution is the eventual elimination of harmful materials in consumer products as far as possible, with the sole objective of affording the Earth greater environmental sustainability. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe a fundamental change in the mindsets and decisions of consumers will directly influence the decisions of manufacturers and indirectly protect the environment. The sustainability situation is not going to change overnight, nor perhaps even within a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone should do something. Someone have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-3117177664348633988?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/3117177664348633988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/12/sustainability.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/3117177664348633988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/3117177664348633988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/12/sustainability.html' title='Sustainability'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TQuWICp8FfI/AAAAAAAAAiw/BaGGVAVnM9E/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-4670078920243709237</id><published>2010-10-06T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T23:47:01.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you don't start today, you'll be your own worst enemy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;We are told that the path to follow provides joy and happiness. Yet very few experience this simple life path. Given the choice, we often turn away from pain in the pursuit of a path filled with joy. Yet, one of the greatest joys is to be lifted from the very depth of pain to be set free for happiness. The life path differs for all but those who overcome pain can understand the true meaning of joy and are blessed with a depth of happiness that a pain free life cannot offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the most part of our daily lives, the decisions we make determine our fate. Destiny is written by the efforts we make, happiness is reached by the goals we conquer. As the sun brings life to us so should we achieve something little or great before dark falls. The most important thing is to look in ourselves for what we do for others. For that, your heart will be bound with everlasting joy and blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer, Where do you see yourself in the next 3 years?&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/7821244357196447289-4670078920243709237?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/4670078920243709237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/10/if-you-dont-start-today-youll-be-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/4670078920243709237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/4670078920243709237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/10/if-you-dont-start-today-youll-be-your.html' title='If you don&apos;t start today, you&apos;ll be your own worst enemy.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-9196306868049559003</id><published>2010-09-17T17:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T18:24:07.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wars</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Do not save your loving speeches, for your friends till they are dead,&lt;br /&gt;Do not write them on their tombstones, speak them rather now instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the West of the old times, with its strong characters,&lt;br /&gt;its stern battles and its tremendous stretches of loneliness,&lt;br /&gt;can never be blotted from my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Battles of which I couldn't understand. &lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or is it the environement? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promises were made over coffee at the Subway, but none was fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;Respect takes years to earn, but it takes seconds to lose it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-9196306868049559003?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/9196306868049559003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/09/wars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/9196306868049559003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/9196306868049559003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/09/wars.html' title='Wars'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-5249731159004095602</id><published>2010-09-10T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T23:38:53.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I could be your superman.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/otx0Bnru0dY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/otx0Bnru0dY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-5249731159004095602?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/5249731159004095602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/09/if-i-could-be-your-superman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/5249731159004095602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/5249731159004095602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/09/if-i-could-be-your-superman.html' title='If I could be your superman.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-1096274326150650627</id><published>2010-09-09T09:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T10:01:59.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nothing else seems to matter.'/><title type='text'>In these ever-changing days, you're the one thing that remains.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Do you ever get that feeling where you don't want to talk to anybody? You don't want to smile and you don't want to fake being happy. But at the same time you don't know exactly what's wrong either. There isn't a way to explain it to someone who doesn't already understand. If you could want anything in the world it would be to be alone. People have stopped being comforting and being along never was. At least when you're alone no one will constantly ask you what is wrong and there isn't anyone who won't take 'I don't know' for an answer. You feel the way you do just because. You hope the feeling will pass soon and that you will be able to be yourself again, but until then all you can do is wait. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-1096274326150650627?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/1096274326150650627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-these-ever-changing-days-youre-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1096274326150650627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1096274326150650627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-these-ever-changing-days-youre-one.html' title='In these ever-changing days, you&apos;re the one thing that remains.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-2782939675916568289</id><published>2010-09-07T05:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T05:23:03.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Struggles in the past, make you stronger in the future.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TIVbUbEk2tI/AAAAAAAAAig/BQjOlQUFBfw/s1600/39481_424448654790_550319790_4532226_4160592_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TIVbUbEk2tI/AAAAAAAAAig/BQjOlQUFBfw/s320/39481_424448654790_550319790_4532226_4160592_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513913725207501522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like the raining pouring out the sweetness of life, sometimes with it the thunderstorms. We feel it, hear it, praise it, wish it, say it, What's it? Many may be the pains and the gains, the tears and the fears, the wish and the lists. Never mind, it will be over. The winds will take cover, the storms will cease, it will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel that a place in your life is empty, then don't think of the person who makes that place empty, instead imagine the one who can fill that place. Never wear the mask of someone that you're not because if you do, you end up losing who you really are. The greatest sin is to think yourself weak. Have faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-2782939675916568289?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/2782939675916568289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/09/struggles-in-past-make-you-stronger-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/2782939675916568289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/2782939675916568289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/09/struggles-in-past-make-you-stronger-in.html' title='Struggles in the past, make you stronger in the future.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TIVbUbEk2tI/AAAAAAAAAig/BQjOlQUFBfw/s72-c/39481_424448654790_550319790_4532226_4160592_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-3596575686125092006</id><published>2010-09-05T21:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T21:23:04.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/reRWF13_jQ4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/reRWF13_jQ4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Look around us... there are many little and simple things that can change our life, if we can just let them be! Never miss a chance to enjoy the little and simple things in life because peace, happiness, joy, love and all good things come from little and simple things that are found around us. When we treasure them, they become memories that last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-3596575686125092006?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/3596575686125092006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-wonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/3596575686125092006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/3596575686125092006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-wonder.html' title='I wonder.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-324361043823144037</id><published>2010-08-23T05:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T05:21:28.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly me to the moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/THGUbwzDbRI/AAAAAAAAAiI/LLeCPIxNLoY/s1600/25205_398307762800_558822800_3833206_6018507_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/THGUbwzDbRI/AAAAAAAAAiI/LLeCPIxNLoY/s320/25205_398307762800_558822800_3833206_6018507_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508347023927242002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/THGUbtfFkNI/AAAAAAAAAiA/hSY6-arOZxg/s1600/25804_402434579782_598469782_5063604_9432_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/THGUbtfFkNI/AAAAAAAAAiA/hSY6-arOZxg/s320/25804_402434579782_598469782_5063604_9432_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508347023038189778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/THGUbFDtR0I/AAAAAAAAAh4/RS5C-39qt94/s1600/23827_409312564782_598469782_5107232_3028551_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/THGUbFDtR0I/AAAAAAAAAh4/RS5C-39qt94/s320/23827_409312564782_598469782_5107232_3028551_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508347012185933634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/THGUa-Sl7nI/AAAAAAAAAhw/Q7UWWA-B8G4/s1600/23827_409312549782_598469782_5107230_3566400_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/THGUa-Sl7nI/AAAAAAAAAhw/Q7UWWA-B8G4/s320/23827_409312549782_598469782_5107230_3566400_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508347010369318514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When hardship and depression surround you, you may see friends and family leaving, moving away from you. When this happens, just wave goodbye; for life begins with a struggle but in the end it produces a victorious being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-324361043823144037?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/324361043823144037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/08/fly-me-to-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/324361043823144037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/324361043823144037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/08/fly-me-to-moon.html' title='Fly me to the moon'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/THGUbwzDbRI/AAAAAAAAAiI/LLeCPIxNLoY/s72-c/25205_398307762800_558822800_3833206_6018507_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-5328613943516360900</id><published>2010-08-15T21:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T14:04:10.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NextOfKin Creatives</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TGfyzuArT7I/AAAAAAAAAgw/WbPEZshk22o/s1600/Nextofkincreatives.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 80px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TGfyzuArT7I/AAAAAAAAAgw/WbPEZshk22o/s200/Nextofkincreatives.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505636039821840306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;23rd August!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marn Lim, Senior Designer in Philips Design, Ex Student of St. Martin's College of Arts, came to Temasek Design School and teach us for 1 module that is Design Methodology. So in this Module, we were exposed to different tools of a Design Process. In this module, we were to present 2 Presentations. First, is a Group Presentation. The Second, is an Individual Presentation. In this 2 presentations, we were graded. For this module, there is 2 Lecturers examining us. And, Marn Lim, told us that, the Top 3-4 will be given the opportunity to give a presentation, and maybe work with a Design Company. And, through hardwork, I am glad that I am chosen! And the other 3 that will be coming is Junior, Jarron and Han tong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, looking forward to 23rd August! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the only reason why I really love being busy is that I have no time to think about all the other shits in my life.&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/7821244357196447289-5328613943516360900?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/5328613943516360900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/08/nextofkin-creatives.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/5328613943516360900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/5328613943516360900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/08/nextofkin-creatives.html' title='NextOfKin Creatives'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TGfyzuArT7I/AAAAAAAAAgw/WbPEZshk22o/s72-c/Nextofkincreatives.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-4485009334226315430</id><published>2010-08-15T17:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T18:13:59.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the blindest moment of darkness, all you have to do is open your eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Je ne sais pas comment exprimer ou d'analyser les émotions contradictoires qui ont fait un bond comme une tempête dans mon cœur toute la nuit. Je sais seulement que tout d'abord dans toutes mes pensées a été la confirmation glorieuse que vous avez donné l'autre soir - sans effort, inconsciemment, comme de bien entendu - ce que je jamais pensé dans votre esprit et de cœur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vous avez l'âme la plus grande, la plus noble de la nature, le plus doux, plus tendre cœur que je n'ai jamais connu. Je veux savoir ce que vous faites ce soir, je veux voir si tout allait bien. Votre visage souriant ferait un merveilleux moment. Vous êtes plus merveilleuse et belle à mes yeux que vous avez jamais été.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je viens d'apprendre que vous ayez un coup de cœur avec quelqu'un. Hey, être bon pour lui. Et je sais que vous ne savez pas que je vous aime tant. Et je crois que son mieux pour vous de ne pas savoir. Je vous souhaite tout le meilleur de la vie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je ne serai pas vous envoyer des SMS plus jusqu'à ce que vous me le texte parce que je ne veux pas être vous déranger plus. Et ouais, j'ai peut-être l'une des personne qui vous fâche facilement. Prenez soin de vous-même. Rendez-vous autour de, et ne laissez pas ce sourire vers le bas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je suis toujours là en attente d'être votre ami, de vous écouter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-4485009334226315430?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/4485009334226315430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/08/in-blindest-moment-of-darkness-all-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/4485009334226315430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/4485009334226315430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/08/in-blindest-moment-of-darkness-all-you.html' title='In the blindest moment of darkness, all you have to do is open your eyes.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-1948208389510593289</id><published>2010-08-13T17:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T17:25:49.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your beautiful just the way you are.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0APYKfjkDSM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0APYKfjkDSM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Good, better, best. Never let it rest. Until your good is better, and your better is best.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-1948208389510593289?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/1948208389510593289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/08/your-beautiful-just-way-you-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1948208389510593289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1948208389510593289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/08/your-beautiful-just-way-you-are.html' title='Your beautiful just the way you are.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-4299261542420464292</id><published>2010-08-09T03:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T03:21:42.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beans and Bags©</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TF8DC4ZvbHI/AAAAAAAAAgo/furRux1JPD4/s1600/aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 99px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TF8DC4ZvbHI/AAAAAAAAAgo/furRux1JPD4/s200/aa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503120617705008242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Vision:  We believe that the that the planet’s environment is vital for the assurance of future survival and should be maintained by everyone, for our own good, and we should not let only big projects try to save the earth, but also work in all small minute ways to contribute.  By focusing our design to reintroduce tumblers in an upcoming fashion which carries a message of preserving our resources and yet at the same time, allows the fusion of  eastern and western culture by allowing people to brew their own tea on the go and still maintain their busy lifestyles and get more out of the difference the product makes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-4299261542420464292?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/4299261542420464292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/08/beans-and-bags.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/4299261542420464292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/4299261542420464292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/08/beans-and-bags.html' title='Beans and Bags©'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TF8DC4ZvbHI/AAAAAAAAAgo/furRux1JPD4/s72-c/aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-7861566986761389513</id><published>2010-08-09T02:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T03:06:12.525+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Is this the truth?'/><title type='text'>Truth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TF7-j91zXGI/AAAAAAAAAgg/j0i1KU1BVb8/s1600/39474_420051294748_536094748_4508981_2573183_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TF7-j91zXGI/AAAAAAAAAgg/j0i1KU1BVb8/s200/39474_420051294748_536094748_4508981_2573183_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503115688542428258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When hardship and depression surround you, you may see friends and family leaving, moving away from you. When this happens, just wave goodbye; for life begins with a struggle but in the end it produces a victorious being. You are just passing through a dark valley; you will make it! Life have to go on. Dream big and go for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you hiding something from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-7861566986761389513?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/7861566986761389513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/08/truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/7861566986761389513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/7861566986761389513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/08/truth.html' title='Truth.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TF7-j91zXGI/AAAAAAAAAgg/j0i1KU1BVb8/s72-c/39474_420051294748_536094748_4508981_2573183_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-5452231424581383958</id><published>2010-08-07T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T01:38:13.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sexiest thing about a girl is confidence.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Doing something wrong is kinda like tying your shoes to each other. Seems funny at the time but not a smart decision. You try to move on and walk but you fall because you have that knot bringing you down. The more you try to struggle and walk, without untying that knot, the tighter, harder and worse it becomes to go back and fix it. If you don't solve your problem and fix your knots, you're never going to be able to walk on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-5452231424581383958?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/5452231424581383958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/08/sexiest-thing-about-girl-is-confidence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/5452231424581383958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/5452231424581383958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/08/sexiest-thing-about-girl-is-confidence.html' title='The sexiest thing about a girl is confidence.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-3360076034725354854</id><published>2010-07-19T07:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T07:10:07.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accidental Inventions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TEOJgjATTxI/AAAAAAAAAgY/FtGhJFHItAQ/s1600/Ameer2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TEOJgjATTxI/AAAAAAAAAgY/FtGhJFHItAQ/s200/Ameer2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495387162567462674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist / Designer : Ameer-Alrasyeed bin Ramdan / 1000110E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Title of work : Accidental Inventions&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Design History &amp; Culture&lt;br /&gt;Date of work : 16th June 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-3360076034725354854?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/3360076034725354854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/07/accidental-inventions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/3360076034725354854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/3360076034725354854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/07/accidental-inventions.html' title='Accidental Inventions'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TEOJgjATTxI/AAAAAAAAAgY/FtGhJFHItAQ/s72-c/Ameer2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-2203376479970456784</id><published>2010-07-19T07:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T07:10:45.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sizing Up Mcdonalds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TEOIl0rQ78I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/KBonBNr1KxU/s1600/Macdonalds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TEOIl0rQ78I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/KBonBNr1KxU/s200/Macdonalds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495386153698783170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist / Designer : Ameer-Alrasyeed bin Ramdan / 1000110E&lt;br /&gt;Title of work : Sizing Up Mcdonalds&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Design History &amp; Culture&lt;br /&gt;Date of work : 9th June 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-2203376479970456784?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/2203376479970456784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/07/sizing-up-mcdonalds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/2203376479970456784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/2203376479970456784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/07/sizing-up-mcdonalds.html' title='Sizing Up Mcdonalds'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TEOIl0rQ78I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/KBonBNr1KxU/s72-c/Macdonalds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-7034863297669484805</id><published>2010-07-18T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T02:14:48.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't go around having pity for other people, instead look within yourself because what you pity in other people is what you lack yourself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TEHxcMY5K6I/AAAAAAAAAgI/iN7XFSOE5vQ/s1600/35650_10150217252495203_780085202_13081595_3479372_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TEHxcMY5K6I/AAAAAAAAAgI/iN7XFSOE5vQ/s200/35650_10150217252495203_780085202_13081595_3479372_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494938487032982434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been busy and I have not been taking much attention to things around me. I should do something about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-7034863297669484805?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/7034863297669484805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/07/dont-go-around-having-pity-for-other.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/7034863297669484805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/7034863297669484805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/07/dont-go-around-having-pity-for-other.html' title='Don&apos;t go around having pity for other people, instead look within yourself because what you pity in other people is what you lack yourself.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TEHxcMY5K6I/AAAAAAAAAgI/iN7XFSOE5vQ/s72-c/35650_10150217252495203_780085202_13081595_3479372_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-3275378211504533269</id><published>2010-06-13T18:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T18:49:39.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Sunrise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBS2GKCQ8qI/AAAAAAAAAfE/P-jVckkrSz8/s1600/25840_370373434782_598469782_4966614_3092189_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBS2GKCQ8qI/AAAAAAAAAfE/P-jVckkrSz8/s200/25840_370373434782_598469782_4966614_3092189_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482206863306060450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ameer, you were given this life because you're strong enough to live it. Everything happens for a reason. Sometimes things fall apart so other things can fall together, but in the end, what's meant to be, you will always find a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your heart, it might stop tomorrow. Listen to your mind, it might end today. Trust your gut, be you. Be yourself. There is no one else in your way. You can make your life great. Just take it one day at a time, even one step. You'll achieve in what you believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might have to break many hearts, hopes, or expectations. You might be bruised, exhausted, or hurt. Painful days, mournful nights, depressing life but at last... you will achieve your aim for which you were born. So... Ameer, don't keep trying, give all you got!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-3275378211504533269?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/3275378211504533269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/06/golden-sunrise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/3275378211504533269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/3275378211504533269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/06/golden-sunrise.html' title='Golden Sunrise'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBS2GKCQ8qI/AAAAAAAAAfE/P-jVckkrSz8/s72-c/25840_370373434782_598469782_4966614_3092189_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-9076627167255763977</id><published>2010-06-10T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T00:34:27.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drawing Essential</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TA_CHLgt6aI/AAAAAAAAAe8/s6dYhzB5X7c/s1600/IMG_0448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TA_CHLgt6aI/AAAAAAAAAe8/s6dYhzB5X7c/s200/IMG_0448.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480812700138072482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist / Designer : Ameer-Alrasyeed bin Ramdan / 1000110E&lt;br /&gt;Title of work : PAP's Threategy or Strategy?&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Drawing Essential&lt;br /&gt;Art Media : Pencil/Charcoal/Marker/Felt Pens&lt;br /&gt;Date of work : 7th June 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAP’S THREATEGY OR STRATEGY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People Action Party, also known as (PAP), the leading Political Party of Singapore had implemented various policies to make Singapore prosperous. Some of its policies are to counter existing problems, some, to merely prevent potential problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An example of a strategy employed to counter the problem of overcrowded roads is the famous Expressway Road Pricing or also known as (ERP). (ERP) is an electronic toll collection (a usage-based taxation mechanism) scheme adopted in Singapore to manage traffic by road pricing. However, there’s always a different view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some of the citizens, ever-rising tax policies like (ERP) is not a strategy to make Singapore prosperous, however a threategy to make the Citizens suffer. To them this implementation is just another way the government “sucks up” the Citizens money. In this comic, the illustrator made a story that in future, (ERP) won’t be used just to manage traffic, however to control the Citizens due to the future problem of Over Population.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-9076627167255763977?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/9076627167255763977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/06/drawing-essential.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/9076627167255763977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/9076627167255763977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/06/drawing-essential.html' title='Drawing Essential'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TA_CHLgt6aI/AAAAAAAAAe8/s6dYhzB5X7c/s72-c/IMG_0448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-9165251720672086101</id><published>2010-06-10T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T00:25:39.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2D Art Fundamentals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TA-_we7Cl7I/AAAAAAAAAe0/sDVqnLaphz8/s1600/IMG_0421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TA-_we7Cl7I/AAAAAAAAAe0/sDVqnLaphz8/s200/IMG_0421.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480810111188506546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist / Designer : Ameer-Alrasyeed bin Ramdan  /  1000110E&lt;br /&gt;Title of work : Rage in Civilisation&lt;br /&gt;Subject: 2D Art Fundamental&lt;br /&gt;Art Media : Acrylic Paint&lt;br /&gt;Date of work : 14th may 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After looking at various artworks by Julio le Parc ( a pop illusion artist ), I realised his concept of using both colours and lines to create motion is remarkable. Inspired by him, I thought of creating something similar to his artworks. After watching 300 Spartans Movie which is full of action, I finally decided that I will combined Spartans and Julio le Parc’s concept to create a pop art mural which is able to show motion in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue and Orange which are complimentary colours are used to show the confusion and rage to the scene. Thus, this give the sudden attention to look at the mural. Just like what Julio said, ”The action is the key. The slow motion action is what really delivers.” Therefore, different tones of Orange and Blue are used to show slow motion. The movement of the guy in the picture is going upwards, creating a rage feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to that, Spiral Concept is used to show more confusion and rage. It increases the rage as the focal point is now at the mouth emphasising the guy is angry and shouting and the top of its lungs. Thus, great amount of energy is shown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-9165251720672086101?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/9165251720672086101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/06/2d-art-fundamentals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/9165251720672086101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/9165251720672086101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/06/2d-art-fundamentals.html' title='2D Art Fundamentals'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TA-_we7Cl7I/AAAAAAAAAe0/sDVqnLaphz8/s72-c/IMG_0421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-2821233197219808403</id><published>2010-05-08T08:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T08:49:42.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this the end?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S-S0li2SO6I/AAAAAAAAAes/PCa6Y5t3PC8/s1600/23993_377922199748_536094748_3509343_2176599_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S-S0li2SO6I/AAAAAAAAAes/PCa6Y5t3PC8/s200/23993_377922199748_536094748_3509343_2176599_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468694404637277090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Remember the things that made you glad, forget the things that made you sad. Remember the friends that are always there by you, forget those that proved untrue. Always remember that you are the most important person in your life. Treat yourself with love &amp; respect. Celebrate the fact that you are alive. The past is gone so... it cannot be undone. All we can do is learn from it to help for a better future, which is yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has many different chapters for us. One bad chapter does not mean the end of the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-2821233197219808403?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/2821233197219808403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/05/is-this-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/2821233197219808403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/2821233197219808403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/05/is-this-end.html' title='Is this the end?'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S-S0li2SO6I/AAAAAAAAAes/PCa6Y5t3PC8/s72-c/23993_377922199748_536094748_3509343_2176599_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-3828889686541949569</id><published>2010-05-05T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T14:39:57.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naily.'/><title type='text'>Tomorrow will come so don't rush the days by.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S-ERTsNz3zI/AAAAAAAAAek/kDP9abnFP74/s1600/30149_423096059782_598469782_5459678_3102182_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S-ERTsNz3zI/AAAAAAAAAek/kDP9abnFP74/s200/30149_423096059782_598469782_5459678_3102182_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467670452588764978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter where you are in life, there's always that one other person you can turn to besides God and that's your own self! When you're going through, praise God and look into your inner self and just think of all the things you're going through as stepping-stones to better you for that next challenge. You're going to overcome it all so soon. Don't give up, just keep striving, it'll be all worth it in the long run. Always be dependent on yourself and God, because you and He will never let you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop pretending, let yourself be heard. Everyones going to be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&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/7821244357196447289-3828889686541949569?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/3828889686541949569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/05/tomorrow-will-come-so-dont-rush-days-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/3828889686541949569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/3828889686541949569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/05/tomorrow-will-come-so-dont-rush-days-by.html' title='Tomorrow will come so don&apos;t rush the days by.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S-ERTsNz3zI/AAAAAAAAAek/kDP9abnFP74/s72-c/30149_423096059782_598469782_5459678_3102182_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-8561486473043086460</id><published>2010-05-02T19:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T19:13:00.033+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love at a lifeline.'/><title type='text'>You never know when you will meet an amazing person and when you do, let them know just how amazing they are.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qNs9XSKyeRI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qNs9XSKyeRI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Every decision you make, every decision is not a decision about what to do. It's a decision about who you are. When you see this, when you understand it, everything changes. You begin to see life in a new way. All events, occurrences, and situations turn into opportunities to do what you came here to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give to your partner your heart, soul, and all that is you. In return you will be given someone to be your friend, confidant, and lover; someone who will be there to carry you through your hardest times and laugh with until you cry in your happiest times. Give you, and receive the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be who you are, listen to your heart carefully, and the world will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-8561486473043086460?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/8561486473043086460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-never-know-when-you-will-meet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8561486473043086460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8561486473043086460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-never-know-when-you-will-meet.html' title='You never know when you will meet an amazing person and when you do, let them know just how amazing they are.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-7817177157358878235</id><published>2010-04-18T22:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T23:04:25.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's always someone thinking about your smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bi8cRehfrxA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bi8cRehfrxA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;No one will ever care about your life the way you care about your life. Take time to show yourself some love. You don't have to wait for anyone else to realise you're special or to feel loved because love comes from within. Control your fear before it controls you. It's so easy to look back at your past achievements when faced with difficulty, but you've gotta remember that you had to face challenges back then in order to achieve what you had achieved… so just step up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May god bless you :D&lt;br /&gt;All the best Amel, my beloved sis, for your SYF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-7817177157358878235?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/7817177157358878235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/04/theres-always-someone-thinking-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/7817177157358878235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/7817177157358878235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/04/theres-always-someone-thinking-about.html' title='There&apos;s always someone thinking about your smile.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-1277883655287912947</id><published>2010-04-18T01:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T01:50:13.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do I found you? :/</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dro7IiuJFzQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dro7IiuJFzQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ove is the one option that is always open to you. Love awakens and enhances all of our senses. Love makes you feel overwhelmed with joy. Speak kind words and you will hear kind echoes. The measure of our poverty or of our wealth is the love we give to others. Appreciation makes people feel more important than almost anything else in the world. When there is love in the heart, it just naturally spreads to others. The world needs more warm and loving hearts. I wish everyone days with joy, peaceful nights and life full of love :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the song I posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-1277883655287912947?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/1277883655287912947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-do-i-found-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1277883655287912947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1277883655287912947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-do-i-found-you.html' title='How do I found you? :/'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-8603337895768098310</id><published>2010-04-14T00:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T01:07:35.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am looking forward, really :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hrz-cxFXPqA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hrz-cxFXPqA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;People always say that life is like a roller coaster ride. But the worst part is that you don't get to go again. You've got that one chance to feel the wind on your face, smell the rain, climb mountains and experience this wonderful journey called life. So live it! It definitely isn't easy. It'll scare you and beat you up but take that chance because it's worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just want to say that you, yourself are the best of all and there is no one like you. You are the best person that can love you, with no conditions. Because you are you, that is why you are unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till Friday then, then end of DOC.&lt;br /&gt;Going to miss a lot of people, their smiles, their laughter and their eyes :/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-8603337895768098310?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/8603337895768098310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-looking-forward-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8603337895768098310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8603337895768098310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-looking-forward-really.html' title='I am looking forward, really :)'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-4132104417669160271</id><published>2010-04-13T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T00:50:15.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is hard to understand, so why try? Let your heart tell you what you feel, let your mind tell you how to feel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S8NO4TEJvwI/AAAAAAAAAec/60-WJ7ABUIg/s1600/26288_416078524782_598469782_5289372_1795669_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S8NO4TEJvwI/AAAAAAAAAec/60-WJ7ABUIg/s200/26288_416078524782_598469782_5289372_1795669_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459293902400503554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S8NO3pngH-I/AAAAAAAAAeU/GXyVli3psfI/s1600/26288_416078194782_598469782_5289322_1477480_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S8NO3pngH-I/AAAAAAAAAeU/GXyVli3psfI/s200/26288_416078194782_598469782_5289322_1477480_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459293891274481634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S8NO3b3gTFI/AAAAAAAAAeM/DBHDHMRtsGY/s1600/26288_416078214782_598469782_5289326_5783161_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S8NO3b3gTFI/AAAAAAAAAeM/DBHDHMRtsGY/s200/26288_416078214782_598469782_5289326_5783161_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459293887583505490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S8NO3GrruSI/AAAAAAAAAeE/bu3LLM2uTvI/s1600/26288_416078209782_598469782_5289325_692422_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S8NO3GrruSI/AAAAAAAAAeE/bu3LLM2uTvI/s200/26288_416078209782_598469782_5289325_692422_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459293881896778018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When you make a wrong decision, don't let that fog your vision. Look up high and try again. Even if what you did is a sin, there are different days.It is up to you to travel the maze. The maze of life is really hard, but put it all in and make a good start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things in life that you have to let go of or they will always come back to hit you in the face. No matter how hard you try to pretend they never happened or how much you lie about them they will always be there. No matter how many people don't know, it will always be there. You will someday realize that this is the only way to make that feeling, that you always get, go away...by just letting go of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does people come and go? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-4132104417669160271?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/4132104417669160271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/04/love-is-hard-to-understand-so-why-try.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/4132104417669160271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/4132104417669160271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/04/love-is-hard-to-understand-so-why-try.html' title='Love is hard to understand, so why try? Let your heart tell you what you feel, let your mind tell you how to feel.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S8NO4TEJvwI/AAAAAAAAAec/60-WJ7ABUIg/s72-c/26288_416078524782_598469782_5289372_1795669_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-6668860334929152400</id><published>2010-04-10T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T22:57:16.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the song is stuck in my head.'/><title type='text'>And I'll send all my lovin'to you :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-4g_wXJgjic&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-4g_wXJgjic&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;To me, memories are the best gift ever.&lt;br /&gt;This is because they last until the end of never.&lt;br /&gt;These 'wondrous' presents are made each and every passing day,&lt;br /&gt;In our minds and hearts they are molded as if they were clay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories rekindle the burning flame in our hearts,&lt;br /&gt;And they never dare let a friendship fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;These keepsakes lock away precious treasures,&lt;br /&gt;Ones that only the real thing could match in measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories are the best gift to ever receive,&lt;br /&gt;Because in love, friendship, and life,&lt;br /&gt;They teach us to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories.. Isn't it great recalling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-6668860334929152400?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/6668860334929152400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-ill-send-all-my-lovinto-you-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/6668860334929152400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/6668860334929152400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-ill-send-all-my-lovinto-you-d.html' title='And I&apos;ll send all my lovin&apos;to you :D'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-6289420447319713003</id><published>2010-04-10T02:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T02:36:12.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you get butterflies in your stomach, then you're nervous. If you get them in your heart and soul, you're in Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bULZiM548mc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bULZiM548mc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many persons ready to do what is right because in their heart they know it is right. But, they hesitate, waiting for the other fellow to make the first move and he, in turn, waits for you. The minute a person dares to take the open-hearted and courageous way, many others follow. Make a difference, because that is how we going to show who we really are and what are we made of. Isn't that the main purpose of life? Not just to be happy with what we have but also to make a difference, to be unique, to do what you think its right, something from your heart not from your mind. Isn't that one of the main purpose of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really enjoyed. May god bless you. Get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-6289420447319713003?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/6289420447319713003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-you-get-butterflies-in-your-stomach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/6289420447319713003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/6289420447319713003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-you-get-butterflies-in-your-stomach.html' title='If you get butterflies in your stomach, then you&apos;re nervous. If you get them in your heart and soul, you&apos;re in Love.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-5184338313511635502</id><published>2010-04-08T03:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T03:14:52.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you live every moment to its fullest, then there's no need to rewind time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S7zXZP1l-OI/AAAAAAAAAd8/abAsCBjwrvc/s1600/23827_409676124782_598469782_5115844_7699868_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S7zXZP1l-OI/AAAAAAAAAd8/abAsCBjwrvc/s200/23827_409676124782_598469782_5115844_7699868_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457473677214218466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God created each of us in a different and unique way. And that's why there's no such word as perfection that exists in this world, only imperfection, which makes us really special. Don't be shy and hide those little imperfections that you have because they're the only things that you have and others don't. Have faith and show your true inner-self and shine on! Everyone's going to be there for you no matter what. What's important is that you are being yourself and you are happy to be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never waste three things in your whole life. Time, Chance and Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-5184338313511635502?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/5184338313511635502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-you-live-every-moment-to-its-fullest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/5184338313511635502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/5184338313511635502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-you-live-every-moment-to-its-fullest.html' title='If you live every moment to its fullest, then there&apos;s no need to rewind time.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S7zXZP1l-OI/AAAAAAAAAd8/abAsCBjwrvc/s72-c/23827_409676124782_598469782_5115844_7699868_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-4622794079935101411</id><published>2010-04-06T01:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T01:43:12.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignoring a problem is never a solution. It's like a corpse left out of a grave, it won't go away it will just stay there and stink.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M4YSQxdQ-70&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M4YSQxdQ-70&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People come into your life for a reason. The negative people usually are there to teach you what you don't want to become, treat you how you don't want to be treated, and to show you what you don't deserve. Look on the bright side :D Embrace them, let them teach you, and then let them go. Give them a second chance. That's life. It's so simple, yet so complex, so weak, yet so powerful, so confusing, yet so desirable, so wonderful, yet so unbelievable, so unpredictable, yet so true. It's all about life. It's how you live your life with ups and downs on the way of success. Things always happen with a reason. Trust me, someday this people will wake up and realise what they did was wrong. May god be with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-4622794079935101411?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/4622794079935101411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/04/ignoring-problem-is-never-solution-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/4622794079935101411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/4622794079935101411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/04/ignoring-problem-is-never-solution-its.html' title='Ignoring a problem is never a solution. It&apos;s like a corpse left out of a grave, it won&apos;t go away it will just stay there and stink.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-8786852101155584327</id><published>2010-04-05T12:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T13:10:18.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_vLLxUtI2Mg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_vLLxUtI2Mg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;     Nothing good for this world is ever attained without sacrifice. Nothing great in life is ever achieved without hard work. Nothing that we give to others, out of the goodness of our heart, is ever given without giving away a small piece of ourselves. If a part of your heart wants something else, then you are robbing yourself from your own happiness. Go get what you need and want. Never have doubts. Do not die with an unfulfilled heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     A happy and meaningful life requires our continuous input and creativity. It does not happen by chance. It happens because of our choices and actions. And each day we are given new opportunities to choose and act. Life goes on, You are the person who has to decide. Whether you'll do it or toss it aside, you are the person who makes up your mind. Whether you will lead or will linger behind. Whether you will try for the goal that's afar. Or just be contented to stay where you are. Even though you may want to move forward in your life, you may have one foot on the brakes. In order to be free, we must learn how to let go. Release the hurt. Release the fear. Refuse to entertain your old pain. The energy it takes to hang onto the past is holding you back from a new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Is this the truth? Are you being yourself? I don't know, I really don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-8786852101155584327?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/8786852101155584327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/04/summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8786852101155584327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8786852101155584327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/04/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-8131596509808185986</id><published>2010-04-03T15:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T15:12:36.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of DPA PPP 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S7bp3GOm50I/AAAAAAAAAd0/vWOoC_l8c1w/s1600/n4429366804_532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S7bpQRQ9DjI/AAAAAAAAAc0/aNU4cxWzGOg/s200/23827_410292684782_598469782_5128319_3691877_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455804464327626290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S7bpPw5nhtI/AAAAAAAAAcs/i079smwm7SE/s1600/23827_410292569782_598469782_5128299_3656155_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S7bpPw5nhtI/AAAAAAAAAcs/i079smwm7SE/s200/23827_410292569782_598469782_5128299_3656155_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455804455639811794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S7bpPgNZhFI/AAAAAAAAAck/eQMsf5i8cm4/s1600/23827_409676124782_598469782_5115844_7699868_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S7bpPgNZhFI/AAAAAAAAAck/eQMsf5i8cm4/s200/23827_409676124782_598469782_5115844_7699868_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455804451159376978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S7bpPfR5NNI/AAAAAAAAAcc/i_uuNo3DxcE/s1600/23827_409675604782_598469782_5115779_6197012_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S7bpPfR5NNI/AAAAAAAAAcc/i_uuNo3DxcE/s200/23827_409675604782_598469782_5115779_6197012_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455804450909795538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S7bpPK2a0mI/AAAAAAAAAcU/BhjQRTGIl9s/s1600/23827_409312419782_598469782_5107210_1954096_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S7bpPK2a0mI/AAAAAAAAAcU/BhjQRTGIl9s/s200/23827_409312419782_598469782_5107210_1954096_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455804445425848930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's not about expecting, hoping and wishing, it's about doing, being and becoming. It's about the choices you've just made, and the ones you're about to make, it's about the things you choose to say - today. Let's begin everyday with a smile. Everything's going to be fine, We going to have fun. DPA PPP doesn't end today, it wouldn't end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-8131596509808185986?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/8131596509808185986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/04/end-of-dpa-ppp-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8131596509808185986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8131596509808185986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/04/end-of-dpa-ppp-2010.html' title='End of DPA PPP 2010'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S7bp3GOm50I/AAAAAAAAAd0/vWOoC_l8c1w/s72-c/n4429366804_532.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-4608789965107829056</id><published>2010-04-02T13:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T13:28:04.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth is the way you play a game.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S7WAPH_Rp8I/AAAAAAAAAcM/u61fMq8rhY4/s1600/23827_409985949782_598469782_5122859_1465720_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S7WAPH_Rp8I/AAAAAAAAAcM/u61fMq8rhY4/s200/23827_409985949782_598469782_5122859_1465720_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455407520960063426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certain people have a way of saying things that shake us at the core. Even when the words do not seem harsh or offensive, the impact is shattering. What we could be experiencing is the intent behind the words. When we intend to do good, we do. When we intend to do harm, it happens. What each of us must come to realize is that our intent always comes through. We cannot sugarcoat the feelings in our heart of hearts. The emotion is the energy that motivates. We cannot ignore what we really want to create. We should be honest and do it the way we feel it. What we owe to ourselves and everyone around is to examine the reasons of our true intent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-4608789965107829056?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/4608789965107829056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/04/truth-is-way-you-play-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/4608789965107829056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/4608789965107829056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/04/truth-is-way-you-play-game.html' title='Truth is the way you play a game.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S7WAPH_Rp8I/AAAAAAAAAcM/u61fMq8rhY4/s72-c/23827_409985949782_598469782_5122859_1465720_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-1185886449710287213</id><published>2010-03-28T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T00:01:39.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love's a little bit like energy; you can share it, transform it, but you can't ever get rid of it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Uh2G7WoXsU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Uh2G7WoXsU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Melee, Build to last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've looked for love in stranger places,&lt;br /&gt;but never found someone like you.&lt;br /&gt;Someone whose smile makes me feel I've been holding back,&lt;br /&gt;and now there's nothing I can't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause this is real, and this is good.&lt;br /&gt;It warms the inside just like it should,&lt;br /&gt;but most of all it's built to last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of our friends saw from the start.&lt;br /&gt;So why didn't we believe it too?&lt;br /&gt;Whoa yeah, now look where we are.&lt;br /&gt;You're in my heart now.&lt;br /&gt;And there's no escaping it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause this is real, and this is good.&lt;br /&gt;It warms the inside just like it should,&lt;br /&gt;but most of all it's built to last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking on the hills that night with those fireworks and candlelight&lt;br /&gt;You and I were made to get love right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause this is real, and this is good.&lt;br /&gt;It warms the inside just like it should,&lt;br /&gt;but most of all it's built to last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you are the sun in my universe,&lt;br /&gt;considered the best when we've felt the worst&lt;br /&gt;and most of all it's built to last. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-1185886449710287213?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/1185886449710287213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/03/loves-little-bit-like-energy-you-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1185886449710287213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1185886449710287213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/03/loves-little-bit-like-energy-you-can.html' title='Love&apos;s a little bit like energy; you can share it, transform it, but you can&apos;t ever get rid of it.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-1236907050795355206</id><published>2010-03-21T13:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T13:15:07.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The past is the torch that lights our way, from which it's light has shown us the path we must continue to follow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D2Cwoo2R4Xg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D2Cwoo2R4Xg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Throughout our life, we become either our own worst enemy or our own very best friend. This love or hate relationship is quietly inside each of us. This relationship with ourselves is affecting everything that we do, every thought we have and choice of actions we take or don't take, daily. It is greatly linked to how we treat and love others in our life. This relationship with ourselves is always against our self progression or it is for it. Which one are you becoming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-1236907050795355206?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/1236907050795355206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/03/past-is-torch-that-lights-our-way-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1236907050795355206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1236907050795355206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/03/past-is-torch-that-lights-our-way-from.html' title='The past is the torch that lights our way, from which it&apos;s light has shown us the path we must continue to follow.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-6028272290922871110</id><published>2010-03-21T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T13:13:04.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes you just have to smile, pretend everything's okay, hold back the tears, and walk away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S6Wo1F1jzoI/AAAAAAAAAcE/PbhLrq-zso4/s1600-h/25485_373677618750_704148750_3618737_3862386_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S6Wo0OgsNNI/AAAAAAAAAb0/lFJr0jB5Z1o/s200/25485_373677528750_704148750_3618720_2389713_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450948539203728594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S6WozsWoDPI/AAAAAAAAAbs/bmx_YVTwbrA/s1600-h/25485_373677483750_704148750_3618712_5006874_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S6WozsWoDPI/AAAAAAAAAbs/bmx_YVTwbrA/s200/25485_373677483750_704148750_3618712_5006874_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450948530034707698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, there are funny things we do; we laugh when we are supposed to cry, we shout when we are supposed to keep silent, we become hungry when we are supposed to be filled, we move when we are supposed to sit and numerous jokes are cast when we should be serious, A man is only a man when he knows the right time, for the right deeds, for the right occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-6028272290922871110?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/6028272290922871110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/03/sometimes-you-just-have-to-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/6028272290922871110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/6028272290922871110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/03/sometimes-you-just-have-to-smile.html' title='Sometimes you just have to smile, pretend everything&apos;s okay, hold back the tears, and walk away.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S6Wo1F1jzoI/AAAAAAAAAcE/PbhLrq-zso4/s72-c/25485_373677618750_704148750_3618737_3862386_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-1861783218223365691</id><published>2010-03-20T20:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T13:10:34.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Failure doesn't come from falling down. Failure comes from not getting up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/--hMhGgpoYU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/--hMhGgpoYU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Opportunities should be taken before they're lost. You never know until you try, right? Sometimes decisions have to be made after experiences, in order to be more sure than you were before and to get a step further. Man, this decision is hard, but gotta take advantage of what I have now and move from there. Step by step, day by day - the motive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-1861783218223365691?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/1861783218223365691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/03/failure-doesnt-come-from-falling-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1861783218223365691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1861783218223365691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/03/failure-doesnt-come-from-falling-down.html' title='Failure doesn&apos;t come from falling down. Failure comes from not getting up.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-1357260946493529933</id><published>2010-03-19T23:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T23:41:39.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"No advice is a bad advice. It's only a bad advice once you finalise everything and made a decision that it is a bad advice." Moses Wong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S6OS1gwrL4I/AAAAAAAAAbk/1-TihKVTCUM/s1600-h/26090_348713473556_563648556_3708500_6864385_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S6OS1gwrL4I/AAAAAAAAAbk/1-TihKVTCUM/s200/26090_348713473556_563648556_3708500_6864385_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450361422073245570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S6OSmxaK26I/AAAAAAAAAbc/6QK5gelopus/s1600-h/26090_348713418556_563648556_3708493_7089202_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S6OSmxaK26I/AAAAAAAAAbc/6QK5gelopus/s200/26090_348713418556_563648556_3708493_7089202_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450361168844217250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S6OSmoPrQiI/AAAAAAAAAbU/T7bFWfbS_Uo/s1600-h/24549_366112963556_563648556_3751018_800244_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S6OSmoPrQiI/AAAAAAAAAbU/T7bFWfbS_Uo/s200/24549_366112963556_563648556_3751018_800244_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450361166384284194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S6OSmcmTfNI/AAAAAAAAAbM/SIQrcD7Ocw8/s1600-h/25804_402432094782_598469782_5063548_5472052_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S6OSmcmTfNI/AAAAAAAAAbM/SIQrcD7Ocw8/s200/25804_402432094782_598469782_5063548_5472052_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450361163257969874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S6OSl2tfVJI/AAAAAAAAAbE/V0HbjrEkwZg/s1600-h/25840_368613979782_598469782_4961853_3654421_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S6OSl2tfVJI/AAAAAAAAAbE/V0HbjrEkwZg/s200/25840_368613979782_598469782_4961853_3654421_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450361153087558802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S6OSlilBDII/AAAAAAAAAa8/Etv5_SSemZI/s1600-h/24549_366112873556_563648556_3751008_7621736_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S6OSlilBDII/AAAAAAAAAa8/Etv5_SSemZI/s200/24549_366112873556_563648556_3751008_7621736_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450361147683310722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The clock is ticking faster than I could ever imagine. Well, good things never last. For the past few weeks, I can't deny I really had fun. School's really a blast. All the laughters, and experience is really one of a kind. DPA SK II rocks my world. Frankly, everyday I wake up, my first thought would be School. To meet you guys, to meet everyone. To have fun, to study, to be everything. Everyday the 1 hour MRT ride, is not a big deal at all. I don't regret, because I know everyday when I go back from School, I know I had fun, and I am learning something. No words can be described how happy or how sad am I, to be surrounded by people who are fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today is our second day of Design School Learning, and yesterday marks the end of 2 of our CDs that is Japanese Languange &amp; Culture, and Transnational Studies. So, welcome to Temasek Design School, baby! Yesterday, was pretty boring in the afternoon because we're doing the same library orientation again (3 times). However,in the morning, we had a talk in the Design School Conference Room with Moses, the Director of Temasek Design School and Gale. He said this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you think about something, and you think alot, you'll say it. When you say it alot of times, you'll do it. If you do it alot of times, it'll become a habit. When the habit becomes more frequent, it becomes your character. And its your character which determines your destiny." Moses Wong, Director of TDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This phrase kept me thinking. If its really about what we think determines our character, it will be hard for a person to change once he or she has a certain character. But does that mean One can't change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget it. Today's Day 2. Well, before I talk more about what happened today, I will briefly explain what we going to do for the next few weeks. Everyday, we're going to be learning different Disciplines. Example, today we will be learning Product Design, then tomorrow will be something else, and etc. Okay, back to today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we learnt about PIDesign. We had to make a design, and make a device so that Mr Eggy will be able to cross heights w/o breaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Janelle decided to make a parachute! :D Weeee, and it works! In addition to that, ours is able to move in mid air :D weeee ^^ Anyway, there's alot of attempts, and we didnt break any of our eggs. The first attempt was 'chicken' haha. It's only 3 levels. But the last attempt was 7 Levels thats about 20.43 meteres! Anyway, my Eggy is aliveee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am preety tired now ~ alot of journal entries to be done.&lt;br /&gt;So till next time then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-1357260946493529933?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/1357260946493529933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-advice-is-bad-advice-its-only-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1357260946493529933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1357260946493529933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-advice-is-bad-advice-its-only-bad.html' title='&quot;No advice is a bad advice. It&apos;s only a bad advice once you finalise everything and made a decision that it is a bad advice.&quot; Moses Wong'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S6OS1gwrL4I/AAAAAAAAAbk/1-TihKVTCUM/s72-c/26090_348713473556_563648556_3708500_6864385_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-6734996647181724580</id><published>2010-02-07T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T22:19:36.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems are never ways to discourage us but are opportunities for growth and new discoveries, inventions and stepping points for a higher calling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S27LUfHIfKI/AAAAAAAAAa0/jmz0Z_UgBcI/s1600-h/4025629753_c14f9705c7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S27LUfHIfKI/AAAAAAAAAa0/jmz0Z_UgBcI/s200/4025629753_c14f9705c7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435505353092005026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows. It is a very mean and nasty place and it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain't how hard you hit, it’s about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward; how much you can take and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done. Now, if you know what you're worth, then go out and get what you're worth. But you gotta be willing to take the hit, and not pointing fingers saying you ain't where you are because of him, or her, or anybody. Cowards do that and that ain't you. You're better than that!"   - Rocky Balboa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-6734996647181724580?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/6734996647181724580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/02/problems-are-never-ways-to-discourage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/6734996647181724580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/6734996647181724580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/02/problems-are-never-ways-to-discourage.html' title='Problems are never ways to discourage us but are opportunities for growth and new discoveries, inventions and stepping points for a higher calling.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S27LUfHIfKI/AAAAAAAAAa0/jmz0Z_UgBcI/s72-c/4025629753_c14f9705c7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-5375478265192980269</id><published>2010-02-04T22:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T22:38:38.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't hate the one who gets you back on track when you skid off the path. They got slowed down too, trying to rescue you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S2rYww2UjEI/AAAAAAAAAas/nvi4mLc9aF0/s1600-h/journal-20091210-i-thought-an-ipod-was-bus-luxury-edwina-looking-out-window-enroute-to-lima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S2rYww2UjEI/AAAAAAAAAas/nvi4mLc9aF0/s200/journal-20091210-i-thought-an-ipod-was-bus-luxury-edwina-looking-out-window-enroute-to-lima.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434394232633986114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I feel you fingers running through my hair, I hear you breathing closely by my side. I see you looking with those big brown eyes, there's nothing like you girl. You're really one of a kind. I'll do anything girl, just to see you smile. Stay happy and cheerful always. You look great together, with him :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-5375478265192980269?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/5375478265192980269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/02/dont-hate-one-who-gets-you-back-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/5375478265192980269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/5375478265192980269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/02/dont-hate-one-who-gets-you-back-on.html' title='Don&apos;t hate the one who gets you back on track when you skid off the path. They got slowed down too, trying to rescue you.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S2rYww2UjEI/AAAAAAAAAas/nvi4mLc9aF0/s72-c/journal-20091210-i-thought-an-ipod-was-bus-luxury-edwina-looking-out-window-enroute-to-lima.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-2437805834567966520</id><published>2010-01-29T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T01:12:40.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A dog that barks once, gets punished for it, and never barks again has learned the wrong lesson.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S2HEDijbGuI/AAAAAAAAAak/TPmkW7vHhrQ/s1600-h/4222780140_58bf6b2cb0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S2HEDijbGuI/AAAAAAAAAak/TPmkW7vHhrQ/s200/4222780140_58bf6b2cb0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431838190679562978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can hit hard. Sometimes you get knocked down when you don't even see it coming. Some are cheap shots, some are glancing blows and some can bring you to your knees. When this happens, it's not about how hard you get hit; it's about how hard you can get hit, but still find the strength to keep moving forward. It's about having the will to continue in spite of the obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, everyone makes mistakes. But those mistakes don't matter at all. What does matter is how fast you can recover from them and learn. Mistakes are mini lessons in life where you learn something you can't learn in school or from others. Mistakes are lessons you must learn yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-2437805834567966520?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/2437805834567966520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/01/dog-that-barks-once-gets-punished-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/2437805834567966520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/2437805834567966520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/01/dog-that-barks-once-gets-punished-for.html' title='A dog that barks once, gets punished for it, and never barks again has learned the wrong lesson.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S2HEDijbGuI/AAAAAAAAAak/TPmkW7vHhrQ/s72-c/4222780140_58bf6b2cb0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-1118703130994650134</id><published>2010-01-27T13:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T13:52:46.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Difficulties are meant to rouse, not discourage. The human spirit is to grow strong by conflict.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4R3LHfDqnVY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4R3LHfDqnVY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road journey with many twist and turns, highs and lows. Destination is your goal, you are the car; education and knowledge is your map and fuel is your spirit, determination and hard work. Wherever you are, do your best :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-1118703130994650134?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/1118703130994650134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/01/difficulties-are-meant-to-rouse-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1118703130994650134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1118703130994650134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/01/difficulties-are-meant-to-rouse-not.html' title='Difficulties are meant to rouse, not discourage. The human spirit is to grow strong by conflict.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-5804078905931577188</id><published>2010-01-26T02:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T02:48:51.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painkillers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S13nAL4EU-I/AAAAAAAAAac/9ajun5WWQ7U/s1600-h/108478586.dhF1iJ9A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S13nAL4EU-I/AAAAAAAAAac/9ajun5WWQ7U/s200/108478586.dhF1iJ9A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430750716052657122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A walk with you in the silence of the night, when you can feel each step, each sigh, when warmth of your hand can share your emotional state and each word takes on special significance and reflects the unique attitude to each other. It's simply a beautiful night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-5804078905931577188?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/5804078905931577188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/01/painkillers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/5804078905931577188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/5804078905931577188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/01/painkillers.html' title='Painkillers'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S13nAL4EU-I/AAAAAAAAAac/9ajun5WWQ7U/s72-c/108478586.dhF1iJ9A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-6577872678751502365</id><published>2010-01-23T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T01:33:46.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speak always truth and only the truth. Then you will find that whatever you speak becomes true.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q0MUbDPNNDg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q0MUbDPNNDg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-6577872678751502365?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/6577872678751502365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/01/speak-always-truth-and-only-truth-then.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/6577872678751502365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/6577872678751502365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/01/speak-always-truth-and-only-truth-then.html' title='Speak always truth and only the truth. Then you will find that whatever you speak becomes true.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-133321955682320292</id><published>2010-01-22T00:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T00:45:47.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someday never really comes, does it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VLQNyLGE_dw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VLQNyLGE_dw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88 English movies, 3 English TV Series, 2 Korean Drama Series sure keep my mind busy for the past 2 months. Keep me away from thinking what I should not, perhaps, keep me from thinking what I do not want to think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-133321955682320292?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/133321955682320292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/01/someday-never-really-comes-does-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/133321955682320292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/133321955682320292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/01/someday-never-really-comes-does-it.html' title='Someday never really comes, does it?'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-2849583969654162096</id><published>2010-01-20T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T21:31:35.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to forget someone you love is like trying to remember someone you never met.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Feelings arise when I look in your eyes. My heart always drops when I see you.&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget the thrill of knowing what I had to look forward to in the morning, especially when the first light shine into my window, when I am brushing my teeth, when I am wearing my school uniform, when I look at the side of the bus window, when I am distracted by the thoughts of you during lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days are filled with long bouts of quiet. I've paid attention to things I'd never noticed before. As life continues, it seems like I am having my personal hell. I try to fill my days with ferocious activity. My mind is too tired to think. And then I am attacked by moments of silence, I try to fight it but I feel myself sinking. Silence. I actually wonder how I did it, how I lived before, not thinking about all these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scream inside and ask myself "What crap am I thinking? I am too young to think of all this foolish things in life, for now", but I think again,"Why is there such things in life, why can't I just forget about it? Am I being naive? What are the explanations to this?". Haha, forget it Ameer, heee. Move on, school's starting, big days ahead, big dreams, big projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes what you want isn't always what you get, but in the end what you get is so much better than what you wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-2849583969654162096?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/2849583969654162096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/01/trying-to-forget-someone-you-love-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/2849583969654162096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/2849583969654162096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/01/trying-to-forget-someone-you-love-is.html' title='Trying to forget someone you love is like trying to remember someone you never met.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-7740927851154232183</id><published>2010-01-20T02:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T02:53:09.982+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifelines.'/><title type='text'>If and how it is possible in our minds, then is when it is indeed possible in reality.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S1X6narwhjI/AAAAAAAAAaM/cpo28-La-Gg/s1600-h/raindrops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S1X6narwhjI/AAAAAAAAAaM/cpo28-La-Gg/s200/raindrops.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428520480949700146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Life is filled with happiness, sadness, tears, smiles, laughter and other emotions but when life gets us down, we should just be strong about it and keep our head up high and have faith in all things in life. Well, when faith is not at your side for perhaps 3 years, maybe what we actually need is just the strength. Some people believe that holding on and hanging in there are signs of strength. However, there are times in life in which it takes much more strength to just let go. Somewhere there's someone who dreams of your smile, and finds in your presence that life is worthwhile even though I am nothing to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-7740927851154232183?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/7740927851154232183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-and-how-it-is-possible-in-our-minds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/7740927851154232183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/7740927851154232183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-and-how-it-is-possible-in-our-minds.html' title='If and how it is possible in our minds, then is when it is indeed possible in reality.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S1X6narwhjI/AAAAAAAAAaM/cpo28-La-Gg/s72-c/raindrops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-8059010529045071922</id><published>2010-01-11T22:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T02:50:33.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You reap what you sow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My heart's beating fast, my mind was all about 'Results'. Am I going to do badly?&lt;br /&gt;Am I going to go ITE? Am I going to dissapoint them? My leg and hand is trembling.&lt;br /&gt;I made my way to the bus stop. DAMN it, my IPHONE 3Gs drop! *$%K! Haish, my mind was becoming more wild. I started to think all the possibilities that I might go, if my results are bad. I called my mum and told her, the screen crack badly. Forget about my iphone 3gs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached school, I was so afraid. When its time to went up to the hall, i become more nervous. So I went to Ms Ho Li Yi and asked "Hows my result?" She replied "Err, I dont know how to say." Then came Joash. I walked away hearing that from Ms Ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when its time to get the results, I looked downwards and walk towards to the counter to get my results. I said to Ms Ho, "Haish". And she said "I am sorry, CONGRATS!!" I stunned for a moment. Woooo! I got L1R4 = 13 ; L1R5 = 14!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about O level's results, BECAUSE I AM GOING TO MY TEMASEK DESIGN SCHOOL!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was offered to go SAJC with tuiton fees covered, but thinking it over and over again, I don't think I deserve to go there. And I am going to suffer there! So now, heee. I am proud to say I am a TEMASEK DPA STUDENT! :D School's starting 8 Feb. Can't wait to start School :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always been "Lets see who have the last laugh." But thinking it over, I don't want to have the last laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my readers, till next time then! :D&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-8059010529045071922?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/8059010529045071922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/01/your-reap-what-you-sow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8059010529045071922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8059010529045071922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/01/your-reap-what-you-sow.html' title='You reap what you sow.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-7000500652288211107</id><published>2010-01-10T15:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T02:50:53.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Damn coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making me hard to sleep.'/><title type='text'>Trust is a risk game.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S0mHRIF5DOI/AAAAAAAAAaE/6uHDs9vBurs/s1600-h/DSC00252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S0mHRIF5DOI/AAAAAAAAAaE/6uHDs9vBurs/s200/DSC00252.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425015954444192994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Life is full with beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The longer you live, you will realised the impact of 'attitude' on life. Life is 10% of what happens to you and 90% of how you will react to it. Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending. Learn to get in touch with silence within yourself, and know that everything in this life has purpose. There are no mistakes, no coincidences, all events are blessings given to us to learn from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like the raining pouring out the sweetness of life, sometimes with it the thunderstorms. We feel it, hear it, praise it, wish it, say it, What's it? Many may be the pains and the gains, the tears and the fears, the wish and the lists. Never mind, it will be over. The winds will take cover, the storms will cease, it will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel that a place in your life is empty, then don't think of the person who makes that place empty, instead imagine the one who can fill that place. Never wear the mask of someone that you're not because if you do, you end up losing who you really are. The greatest sin is to think yourself weak. Faith is the soil in which we plant our dreams so they can grow! You get it? Have faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, it always better to tell someone about it, someone who you can trust. Someone who you feel comfortable to talk to. Yeah its true, you will have that feeling where, Who I can trust? No one understands me. Indeed, your true. However, you must make an effort to try to describe what you're feeling. You can't be there always alone. You have to speak up and express your feelings, hence, you will feel much better. When you feel much better, you can continue with life, right? Whats the point of continuing life, if you still feel that something is still bothering you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Remember, that at the end of the road everything will be better, no matter how complicated things are at the moment; and if they're not better, then it's not the end of the road. Keep pushing and striving! Everyone's going to be there for you, I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-7000500652288211107?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/7000500652288211107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/01/trust-is-risk-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/7000500652288211107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/7000500652288211107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/01/trust-is-risk-game.html' title='Trust is a risk game.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/S0mHRIF5DOI/AAAAAAAAAaE/6uHDs9vBurs/s72-c/DSC00252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-2707476773015297846</id><published>2010-01-02T00:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T02:51:08.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Struggles in the past, make you stronger in the future.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gc6tYoQKqKY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gc6tYoQKqKY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A beautiful song for everyone who I cares (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To anyone out there whose out of hope,&lt;br /&gt;One of the best things we can do in our lives is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begin again. Begin to see yourself as you were when you were the happiest and strongest you've ever been. Begin to remember what worked for you and what worked against you and try to capture the magic again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begin to remember how natural it was when you were a child; To live a lifetime each day.&lt;br /&gt;Begin to forget the baggage you have carried with you. For years: The problems that don't matter anymore, the tears that cried themselves away, and the worries that are going to wash away. On the shore of tomorrow's new beginnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow tells us it will be here every new day of our lives, and if we will be wise,&lt;br /&gt;We will turn away from the problems of the past and give the future and ourselves a chance&lt;br /&gt;To become the best of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do what you think is right. Follow and trust your heart, not your head. There's never a right or wrong answer. It's up to you to see it correctly or wrongly. You are who you think you are. If you think you are nobody, that's it - you are nobody. But if you think you are someone special, that's who you are. Always have self-confidence in yourself and know that no one knows you more than you know yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: No life is a waste. The only time we waste is the time we spend thinking we are alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata's (:&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-2707476773015297846?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/2707476773015297846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/01/struggles-in-past-make-you-stronger-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/2707476773015297846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/2707476773015297846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2010/01/struggles-in-past-make-you-stronger-in.html' title='Struggles in the past, make you stronger in the future.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-2512229678148857272</id><published>2009-12-31T17:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T02:51:42.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Allow truth, honesty and compassion to become your faithful travel guides on life's uncertain journey to fame and fortune.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SzxsRlVgWUI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/9S4VzOESgWg/s1600-h/8518_169059386864_690456864_2830357_3074230_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SzxsRlVgWUI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/9S4VzOESgWg/s200/8518_169059386864_690456864_2830357_3074230_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421327100783122754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;In a few hours time, it will be 2010! Woooo, Happy New Year Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Guess I will have to crack my brains for my New Year's Resolution. This year will be a different year I guess? Things have to be improved and changed, thus life will be meaningful. Well, New Year's means one thing, GCE O Level's Results is around the corner. God bless my result. Hmm, forget it. I don't want to think about results now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heee, last night or infact today morning around 1 am, Amelia (younger sister), Uzairul (my cousss!) and me was superb hungry. Maggie's out of stock in my house, haha. Sooooo, we had an experiment at the kitchen! I tried to cook Fried Rice (^^) Well, it turned to be good though, but we kindda ruin the kitchen. Shh, let it keep a secret, the basin at the kitchen was like a disaster (heee full of kitchen utensils). To avoid being scolded, we cleaned up! Well, you all must be proud of me, because I am finally know how to cook "good food". Hmm, perhaps, one of next year's resolution is to learn how to "bake!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about learning, I have a new tutor! A tutor to teach me how to smile, haha.&lt;br /&gt;My first lesson is to smile sincerely and comfortably! Heee, till next lesson then!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, instead of celebrating New Year every year, this year, I guess I will just stay at home!&lt;br /&gt;Watching movies with popcorns maybe? Or maybe just call this Delivery or something? T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Eeeeeek, my stomach's grumbling. I go grab something to eat (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then!&lt;br /&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-2512229678148857272?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/2512229678148857272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/12/allow-truth-honesty-and-compassion-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/2512229678148857272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/2512229678148857272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/12/allow-truth-honesty-and-compassion-to.html' title='Allow truth, honesty and compassion to become your faithful travel guides on life&apos;s uncertain journey to fame and fortune.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SzxsRlVgWUI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/9S4VzOESgWg/s72-c/8518_169059386864_690456864_2830357_3074230_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-6237540891392116548</id><published>2009-12-29T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T02:52:03.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is like a river; you cannot touch the same water twice because the flow that has passed will never pass again. So use every moment u get in life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/Szj2_loYfHI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/A5wYHAoyT_0/s1600-h/IMG_0045%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/Szj2_loYfHI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/A5wYHAoyT_0/s200/IMG_0045%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420353723834072178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/Szj2_AcIAYI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Tv2loG--ShU/s1600-h/IMG_0046%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/Szj2_AcIAYI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Tv2loG--ShU/s200/IMG_0046%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420353713850548610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/Szj2-tAyTwI/AAAAAAAAAZk/yeWw9PgIaY8/s1600-h/IMG_0043%5B2%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/Szj2-tAyTwI/AAAAAAAAAZk/yeWw9PgIaY8/s200/IMG_0043%5B2%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420353708635606786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/Szj2-E8zRiI/AAAAAAAAAZc/P35YVhwKtYg/s1600-h/IMG_0042%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/Szj2-E8zRiI/AAAAAAAAAZc/P35YVhwKtYg/s200/IMG_0042%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420353697881474594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/Szj29-TN3dI/AAAAAAAAAZU/G5RHaHb_5Ao/s1600-h/IMG_0041%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/Szj29-TN3dI/AAAAAAAAAZU/G5RHaHb_5Ao/s200/IMG_0041%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420353696096443858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Amiraaaaaaaaaaaa thanks soooo much for the Singapore Idol ticket! Had a great evening with you guys, besides the time when we had to go back and THERE's NO TRAIN AT ALL! Gosh, it's like only 11:58 am?! And I am sorry, because I didn't let you post the entire post, as my iphone batt is dying :( You guys do check her awesome blog: www.inamorataphat.tumblr.com BTW, heee, did you guys like saw me at the TV during Singapore Idol? I was like around the MPs, behind the judges T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then, nothing much to update. Will update at night (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: to that someone, don't be sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-6237540891392116548?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/6237540891392116548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/12/time-is-like-river-you-cannot-touch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/6237540891392116548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/6237540891392116548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/12/time-is-like-river-you-cannot-touch.html' title='Time is like a river; you cannot touch the same water twice because the flow that has passed will never pass again. So use every moment u get in life.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/Szj2_loYfHI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/A5wYHAoyT_0/s72-c/IMG_0045%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-4733054695071039554</id><published>2009-12-26T02:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T02:52:19.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just hope the best from you (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SzUJTKYaeeI/AAAAAAAAAZM/hqoeMw-9VA4/s1600-h/IMG_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SzUJTKYaeeI/AAAAAAAAAZM/hqoeMw-9VA4/s200/IMG_0033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419247951419177442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Looking how bright the sun is, smelling the air from the seaside, hearing the waves crashing, it kept me calm. I close my eyes I see me and you at the prom. I've been waiting so long for that day. There's so many thoughts in my mind back then. The DJ's was playing my favorite song. I thought that night would be the night in my dream. But, I guess I am wrong. I am sorry to both of you especially my dear friend. Sorry for everything. May god bless you both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results for O level's will be in 2-3 weeks time. Going to Temasek on the 7th, to pick my subjects for my PPP programme. If god bless my results, hopefully on the 13th, if my results hit the requirement, I am going to start school on the 8th Of February. I wonder hows everyone doing now? Maybe Jarrel's "washing his eyes" at Thailand, celebrating Christmas, Swee sheng might be watching Trailer Movies, haha. Amirul might be snoring by now, Amira might be deeply in her dreams, Amalina might be thinking about Dinosaurs? Fara must be outside 'lepak-ing' Gosh, I miss school and everyone badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays sure made me to understand and know more of my cousins, made me realise how independent I should be (thanks to my cousin contract), made me appreciate of what I have now, made me to know alot of things! May god bless my families and friends. Ok thats all for today!&lt;br /&gt;It's 3:09 am, I shall watch Korean drama! Sleep tight people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-4733054695071039554?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/4733054695071039554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-hope-best-from-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/4733054695071039554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/4733054695071039554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-hope-best-from-you.html' title='I just hope the best from you (:'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SzUJTKYaeeI/AAAAAAAAAZM/hqoeMw-9VA4/s72-c/IMG_0033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-6259374254192364921</id><published>2009-12-18T18:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T18:45:06.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom = power.'/><title type='text'>Tonight's gonna be a good night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/Sytcs1NoRtI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GhtDxoJXYdU/s1600-h/12636_1221229225344_1667356032_512578_4898251_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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it is kept alive by hope and fear, by childish faith, and by cowardice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dqhr4wxUFws&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dqhr4wxUFws&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-6196165837463940375?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/6196165837463940375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/12/origin-of-absurd-idea-of-immortal-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/6196165837463940375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/6196165837463940375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/12/origin-of-absurd-idea-of-immortal-life.html' title='The origin of the absurd idea of immortal life is easy to discover; it is kept alive by hope and fear, by childish faith, and by cowardice.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-8322181251524831156</id><published>2009-11-21T13:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T13:15:54.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like those mysterious eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/Swd2bxjs-XI/AAAAAAAAAY0/mAsltCBNR9s/s1600/DSC02153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/Swd2bxjs-XI/AAAAAAAAAY0/mAsltCBNR9s/s200/DSC02153.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406420097213200754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you smiling every day&lt;br /&gt;hide the way i feel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to tell you everything&lt;br /&gt;but my lips are sealed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving you with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;but you will never know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feelings for you are locked away&lt;br /&gt;hope they never go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never cease to by amazed&lt;br /&gt;how beautiful you look,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my heart will suffer in silence&lt;br /&gt;because of the chance i never took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Going to SATA for my X Ray Services! Peeps, thumbs up for LFD2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-8322181251524831156?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/8322181251524831156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-like-those-mysterious-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8322181251524831156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8322181251524831156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-like-those-mysterious-eyes.html' title='I like those mysterious eyes.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/Swd2bxjs-XI/AAAAAAAAAY0/mAsltCBNR9s/s72-c/DSC02153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-2579123452990784388</id><published>2009-11-06T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T22:52:02.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can spend your entire life focusing on your scars, or proudly carry them with you as you reach for the stars.</title><content type='html'>Some say it finishes a perfect day&lt;br /&gt;With the most spectacular array of colour&lt;br /&gt;Some say it is unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;You are like that sunset - unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say that the visible stars on the blanket of twilight&lt;br /&gt;Are what make a gorgeous night&lt;br /&gt;Some say that even when those stars die&lt;br /&gt;We will see their afterglow for millions of years to come&lt;br /&gt;Some say they know why they twinkle as an oyster's pearl&lt;br /&gt;Some say they are unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;You are like those stars - unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say that the ocean is a mystery&lt;br /&gt;A wide expanse of endless blue&lt;br /&gt;Some say its waves carry away all problems&lt;br /&gt;And swallows them into its deep abyss&lt;br /&gt;Some say its power is limitless&lt;br /&gt;And its prominent calm is like an angel's kiss&lt;br /&gt;It is truly unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;You are like the ocean - You are unforgettable;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-2579123452990784388?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/2579123452990784388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-can-spend-your-entire-life-focusing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/2579123452990784388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/2579123452990784388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-can-spend-your-entire-life-focusing.html' title='You can spend your entire life focusing on your scars, or proudly carry them with you as you reach for the stars.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-1881000152372604341</id><published>2009-11-06T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T22:51:34.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you realize just how strong your heart is?</title><content type='html'>Ku katakan indah dengan terbuka hatiku hampa&lt;br /&gt;Sepertinya luka menghampirinya&lt;br /&gt;Kau beri rasa yang berbeda mungkin ku salah…&lt;br /&gt;Mengartikannya yang ku rasa cinta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi hatiku selalu meninggikanmu&lt;br /&gt;Terlalu meninggikanmu, selalu meninggikanmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau hancurkan hatiku, hancurkan lagi&lt;br /&gt;Kau hancurkan hatiku tuk melihatmu&lt;br /&gt;Kau terangi jiwaku, kau redupkan lagi&lt;br /&gt;Kau hancurkan hatiku tuk melihatmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Membuatku terjatuh dan terjatuh lagi&lt;br /&gt;Membuatku merasakan yang t’lah terjadi&lt;br /&gt;Semua yang terbaik dan yang terlewati&lt;br /&gt;Semua yang terhenti tanpa ku akhiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Membuatku terjatuh dan terjatuh lagi&lt;br /&gt;Membuatku merasakan yang t’lah terjadi&lt;br /&gt;Semua yang terbaik dan yang terlewati&lt;br /&gt;Semua yang terhenti tanpa ku akhiri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-1881000152372604341?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/1881000152372604341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-6600634856320652084</id><published>2009-11-01T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T01:59:36.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd still be stuck in our mess.</title><content type='html'>Hey readers, to those studying Diplomacy and Deterrence, here are some possible questions.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys will benefit from it. There is still more questions not just on D&amp;D but on other topics, I've yet type, but kindda lazy to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diplomacy and Deterrence 12 marks Questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "Mutual suspicions between countries can get reinforced and these need to be allayed by bilateral confidence- building measures and diplomatic initiatives." (View expressed by Dr Andrew Tan, security analyst at Singapore's Institute of Defence and Strategic Studies in The Sunday Times, April 21 2002)&lt;br /&gt;To what extent do you think the Singapore Government used diplomacy as a tool to keep peace in the country? Explain your answer. [12]&lt;br /&gt;2. Explain how United Nations promotes world peace. [12]&lt;br /&gt;3. Explain how Singapore used the approach of diplomacy and deterrence to maintain peace and order. [12]&lt;br /&gt;4. How important is the role of diplomacy in preserving the sovereignty of Singapore. Explain your answer. [12]&lt;br /&gt;5. How far do countries co-operate in international relations. Explain your answer. [12]&lt;br /&gt;6. To what extent the ASEAN are able to ensure peace and security of Singapore? Explain your answer [12]&lt;br /&gt;7. How important is the role of citizen armed force in contributing to the peace and security of Singapore? Explain your answer. [12]&lt;br /&gt;8. How important is the role of citizen armed force in the success of Singapore's deterrence strategy? Explain your answer. [12]&lt;br /&gt;9. How important a role can a strong armed force help maintain a country's security and independence? Explain your answer [12]&lt;br /&gt;10. To what extent was the formation of ASEAN due to the need to protect the peace and stability in the region? Explain your answer [12]&lt;br /&gt;11. To what extent is the role of citizen army a success in Singapore's deterrence policy? Explain your answer [12]&lt;br /&gt;12. To what extent is the UN able to safeguard world peace? Explain your answer [12]&lt;br /&gt;13. To what extent has membership in the UN contributed to Singapore's security. Explain your answer [12]&lt;br /&gt;14. How important is the UN in promoting peace among countries? Explain your answer [12]&lt;br /&gt;31. To what extent is Singapore's maintaining its membership in ASEAN due to its wish to promote economic development in the region? Explain your answer [12]&lt;br /&gt;33. To what extent has competition for territory led to international conflicts among countries? Explain your answer [12]&lt;br /&gt;34. Territory, rather than ideology, is the actual factor behind international disputes. Explain your answer [13]&lt;br /&gt;35. How far is the competition for scarce resources the reason for conflict between countries? Explain your answer [12]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diplomacy &amp; Deterrence 13 Marks Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.'Deterrence is essential in safeguarding Singapore's independence.' How far do you agree with the above statement? Explain your answer [13]&lt;br /&gt;16. "Diplomacy first, then deterrence." Do you agree? Explain your answer [13]&lt;br /&gt;17. "We now love in a global world, we need each other, we must cooperate," said Finland's UN Representative Marjatta Rasi. How far do you agree with this statement with reference to international relations? Explain your answer [13]&lt;br /&gt;18.Safeguarding peace and security for Singapore's Independence is not an easy task. How far do you agree with this statement. Explain your answer [13]&lt;br /&gt;19. Participation in regional and international organizations is the best way to ensure peace and stability for a small country. Do you agree? Explain your answer [13]&lt;br /&gt;20. The peace in Singapore is due to the presence if citizen armed force. How far do you agree with this statement? Explain your answer [13]&lt;br /&gt;21. A small and strategically located state lie Singapore must be like a poison shrimp with bright colours to warn others of the poison we carry. How far do you agree with this statement?Explain your answer [13]&lt;br /&gt;22. For some countries, the focus of defence is less on building up relations as the world has become increasingly divided. Singapore should focus mainly on building up its armed forces only. Do you agree? Explain your answer [13]&lt;br /&gt;23. ASEAN has done little to help Singapore prosper. How far do you agree with the statement?&lt;br /&gt;Explain your answer [13]&lt;br /&gt;24. Without compulsory national services, Singapore will cease to exist as an independent country. How far do you agree? Explain your answer [13]&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you agree that the ASEAN has been a successful regional grouping in maintaining peace and order. Explain your answer [13]&lt;br /&gt;26. Singapore's citizen armed forces contributed significantly to the country's defence. Do you agree? Explain your answer [13]&lt;br /&gt;27. Establishinh a strong defence industry is the most important element in the policy of deterrence in Singapore. Do you agree? Explain your answer [13]&lt;br /&gt;28. International conflicts arose primarily because of the need for survival and economic growth. Do you agree? Explain your answer [13]&lt;br /&gt;29. Diplomatic relations are such as bilateral, regional and international relations. Which type of diplomatic relations is the most important to Singapore's foreign policy? Explain your answer [13]&lt;br /&gt;30. Diplomacy alone is sufficient to safeguard Singapore's independence. Do you agree? Explain your answer [13]&lt;br /&gt;32. Here are three ways in which Singapore can deter aggressors:&lt;br /&gt;    Citizen Armed force, Defence Industry, Military co-operation.&lt;br /&gt;Which of these is a better way of deterring aggression? Explain your answer [13]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-6600634856320652084?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/6600634856320652084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/11/id-still-be-stuck-in-our-mess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/6600634856320652084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/6600634856320652084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/11/id-still-be-stuck-in-our-mess.html' title='I&apos;d still be stuck in our mess.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-8766857876790241026</id><published>2009-10-30T15:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T15:56:15.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love on a lifeline.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SuqZ_dZv5qI/AAAAAAAAAYs/EycaVSayjsc/s1600-h/10433_147375987407_731462407_2804164_4708047_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SuqZ_dZv5qI/AAAAAAAAAYs/EycaVSayjsc/s200/10433_147375987407_731462407_2804164_4708047_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398296418860394146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the summer wind that blew you into my life,&lt;br /&gt;It was the light and the sun that shined down on me,&lt;br /&gt;It was your beautiful eyes that looked into mine,&lt;br /&gt;At least I hope, it was you,&lt;br /&gt;It's been said over and over and over,&lt;br /&gt;That I can't get enough of your lovin girl,&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm crazy and young so stupid but sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;But I hope you realize that my love,&lt;br /&gt;My love for you is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know,you are beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Because all I know is that I get weak,&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you start to tease me under my sheets,&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you look at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, this is it,the final curtain call.&lt;br /&gt;My time here is over,I wish it was for good.&lt;br /&gt;This is goodbye. You are having a perfect life.&lt;br /&gt;Wish you all the best for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: I hope you know I've tried.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-8766857876790241026?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/8766857876790241026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-on-lifeline.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8766857876790241026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8766857876790241026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-on-lifeline.html' title='Love on a lifeline.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SuqZ_dZv5qI/AAAAAAAAAYs/EycaVSayjsc/s72-c/10433_147375987407_731462407_2804164_4708047_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-9070319609019590465</id><published>2009-09-10T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T18:39:49.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A flower grows where light does not touch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5F74FZfdSJY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5F74FZfdSJY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What crap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never get what you want, you never want what you get, you never have what you like, you never like what you have; still you live, still you love, still you hope… that's what life is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-9070319609019590465?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/9070319609019590465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/09/flower-grows-where-light-does-not-touch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/9070319609019590465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/9070319609019590465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/09/flower-grows-where-light-does-not-touch.html' title='A flower grows where light does not touch.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-3156079386804393600</id><published>2009-09-06T15:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T15:43:39.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness is a road travelled, not a destination.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GSAMEMX_oAg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GSAMEMX_oAg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What could I have done but to suffer the pain?"&lt;br /&gt;"What could I have done but to suffer the grief? You asked me for light to break through the darkness... What could I have burned but myself?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every TEEN must be saying that the hardest thing is a challenge or any competition, but the toughest thing in this universe is to accept your mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you accept your mistake, you will have the direction. From then, move on with life.&lt;br /&gt;Move on to the road you are traveling, where you'll find happiness, not the destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1234! lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me more lovin' than I've ever had&lt;br /&gt;Make it all better when I'm feelin' sad&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that I'm special even when I know I'm not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel good when I hurt so bad&lt;br /&gt;Barely gettin' mad, I'm so glad I found you&lt;br /&gt;I love bein' around you&lt;br /&gt;You make it easy, it's as easy as 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only one thing to do&lt;br /&gt;Three words for you I love you&lt;br /&gt;There's only one way to say&lt;br /&gt;Those three words and that's what I'll do, I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me more lovin' from the very start&lt;br /&gt;Piece me back together when I fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Tell me things you never even tell your closest friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel good when I hurt so bad&lt;br /&gt;Best that I've had, I'm so glad that I found you&lt;br /&gt;I love bein' around you&lt;br /&gt;You make it easy, it's as easy as 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only one thing to do&lt;br /&gt;Three words for you I love you&lt;br /&gt;There's only one way to say&lt;br /&gt;Those three words and that's what I'll do, I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make it easy, it's easy as 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only one thing to do&lt;br /&gt;Three words for you I love you&lt;br /&gt;There's only one way to say&lt;br /&gt;Those three words and that's what I'll do, I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, 2, 3, 4&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-3156079386804393600?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/3156079386804393600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/09/happiness-is-road-travelled-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/3156079386804393600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/3156079386804393600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/09/happiness-is-road-travelled-not.html' title='Happiness is a road travelled, not a destination.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-5416433802650135358</id><published>2009-09-06T05:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T05:22:43.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The first step in witnessing a miracle is believing it will happen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SqLTf6BLHEI/AAAAAAAAAYk/1VBoAWSG3Ps/s1600-h/DSC00251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SqLTf6BLHEI/AAAAAAAAAYk/1VBoAWSG3Ps/s200/DSC00251.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378093450137377858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this very moment the universe is trying to manifest miracles through your visions, intuitions, and longings. Imagine that your inklings are God's whispers to your heart. The same God that gave you the idea will give you the means and support to see it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is being transformed through people like you, who love themselves enough to trust their inner guidance, and relax enough to let the universe take care of the means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storm is coming, not all storms are evil. With its raindrops, it can wash away your past and in its flash it can illuminate a new way. This is one of those storms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody, lets fall in love together even though we are living in lies (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-5416433802650135358?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/5416433802650135358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-step-in-witnessing-miracle-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/5416433802650135358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/5416433802650135358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-step-in-witnessing-miracle-is.html' title='The first step in witnessing a miracle is believing it will happen.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SqLTf6BLHEI/AAAAAAAAAYk/1VBoAWSG3Ps/s72-c/DSC00251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-988085333795995035</id><published>2009-09-05T15:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T15:10:05.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistakes, Lies, Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SqINKcw5KrI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Xsq5tJmB3vg/s1600-h/33851756.LozhFOUL.shadow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SqINKcw5KrI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Xsq5tJmB3vg/s200/33851756.LozhFOUL.shadow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377875378204912306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a journey. Life is full with roads.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone have their own roads, their own paths. And in each journey, and in each road, you’ll encounter different problems, different obstacles and different mistakes. Sometimes in life, you just don’t know what you are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you’ll have a lot of questions in your mind, finding the truth.&lt;br /&gt;“What the hell is this man?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, you will give up and you’ll have this in mind.&lt;br /&gt;“Who cares? Fuck off with life.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that you will also feel that you are useless, you have no directions. You feel afraid. You feel afraid with god. You don’t know what to do now. You don’t know what you doing. You don’t know what you are feeling. You are just tagging along every time. Keeping quiet always, trying to forget everything. Living in a world full of lies. You just don’t know what to do. You’ve no interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you do other things to keep your life busy. Cooking, going out, having fun, go school, play hockey and etc. But every time you do such stuff, deep in you, you feel guilty. You don’t know even know how to enjoy life. So you will have this in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to be alone? I don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;You need someone who truly understands you to talk to? I don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want? I want to end this misery.&lt;br /&gt;How? I want to forget things but it is always stuck in my mind. Why is it so hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know. It all depends on one self. Everyone have their roads, but for sure, even though there are ups and downs in life, God made everyone’s life meaningful. Everyone have their purpose in life. They have something that they want to achieve in life. That’s life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes. Everyone do have mistakes in life. Big, small, Medium? haha.&lt;br /&gt;In life, you can't run away. Yes its true, everyone have mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;And some mistakes can't be changed. And it's really bad or it really ruin your life.&lt;br /&gt;But, think again. There's a road for you to complete. If you stop now, whose going to finish up the purpose of you living in this world? You need to wake up. I need to wake up. Everyone needs to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? We have a purpose in life. You want to fail in life? Is this what you really choose? Its not about what you chose last time, but instead it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life may sometimes be a rough road to walk on where everything seems wrong. But, don’t give up. Just go on, because when you think you’re all alone, look back, and you’ll find me walking along with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer &lt;br /&gt;5 September 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-988085333795995035?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/988085333795995035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/09/mistakes-lies-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/988085333795995035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/988085333795995035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/09/mistakes-lies-life.html' title='Mistakes, Lies, Life.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SqINKcw5KrI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Xsq5tJmB3vg/s72-c/33851756.LozhFOUL.shadow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-1862292330787132544</id><published>2009-08-31T09:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T10:13:58.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It has to end this way.</title><content type='html'>When did my feelings get so deep&lt;br /&gt;Why did they take that big long leap&lt;br /&gt;Going from friend to crush &lt;br /&gt;What a rush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think she knows&lt;br /&gt;Since when did her smile make me go weak&lt;br /&gt;Since when did her tears make mine start to leak&lt;br /&gt;Why does this happen when I'm always so strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people called me Superman&lt;br /&gt;I guess they were wrong&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think she knows&lt;br /&gt;When she talks I cant help but watch her lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To notice their shape and curves when they dip&lt;br /&gt;Wait, why am I looking? I don't even know&lt;br /&gt;And I cant help but wonder if she even knows&lt;br /&gt;Her beautiful eyes are nothing like ours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're so deep and bright you'd believe they were stars&lt;br /&gt;They pour forth emotions in raging rivers&lt;br /&gt;They could make even me believe that Santa always delivers&lt;br /&gt;And still she has no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her body is perfection though she denies it&lt;br /&gt;It makes my head spin with every glance I give&lt;br /&gt;She could put any man under her spell&lt;br /&gt;But she doesn't know how I feel and I don't think I'll tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how she looks and who she is&lt;br /&gt;And how she makes me feel like this&lt;br /&gt;I love how she's beautiful and smart with a heart so strong&lt;br /&gt;And how she lives every day like nothing could go wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still she hasn't got a clue&lt;br /&gt;Now school is at an end on the 11th at noon&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if she cares that I'm moving soon&lt;br /&gt;We're parting that day after schools many months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish I could have told her the real truth.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry baby, yeah , I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-1862292330787132544?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/1862292330787132544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-has-to-end-this-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1862292330787132544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1862292330787132544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-has-to-end-this-way.html' title='It has to end this way.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-7545956817991193847</id><published>2009-08-29T15:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T17:03:50.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody everybody, lets be in love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I can see your shadow lying in the moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; I can hear your heartbeat playing on my right side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Every night I long for this, makin' up what I miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; I can hear you breathing letting out a sad sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; You tried so hard to hide your scars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Always on your guard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Don't, don't let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Don't make me hold on when you're not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Don't, don't turn away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; What can I say so you wont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; No don't, don't let me go... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; I can see the skyline fading in the distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Tears are comin' down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; I'm trying just to make sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; I don't listen to the radio just the engine and the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; I wonder if my words are makin' any difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; I dream and then it seem to end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; But always come again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; I'm comin' down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; To where you're standing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; I need you now or you'll be watchin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Me hit the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; With crashing in... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Don't let me go... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Don't let me go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VCmvhlZJimE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VCmvhlZJimE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rAb94XjLraY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rAb94XjLraY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kWB6cz-YzVg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kWB6cz-YzVg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HWNsHh_1Z34&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HWNsHh_1Z34&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-7545956817991193847?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/7545956817991193847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/08/everybody-everybody-lets-be-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/7545956817991193847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/7545956817991193847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/08/everybody-everybody-lets-be-in-love.html' title='Everybody everybody, lets be in love.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-362708588438063950</id><published>2009-08-28T06:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T06:22:35.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can only go as far as the path you build yourself in life; one built alone won't go far.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpcG4agwSHI/AAAAAAAAAYM/YpvOcHeU-YE/s1600-h/IMG_0645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpcG4agwSHI/AAAAAAAAAYM/YpvOcHeU-YE/s200/IMG_0645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374772246549121138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpcG33rONJI/AAAAAAAAAYE/MAokidYjcLk/s1600-h/IMG_0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpcG33rONJI/AAAAAAAAAYE/MAokidYjcLk/s200/IMG_0632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374772237197784210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpcG3i0eTNI/AAAAAAAAAX8/g3sCMnmFDFY/s1600-h/IMG_0633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpcGKB3iwDI/AAAAAAAAAXc/6YRw8CIveW8/s200/IMG_0600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374771449659834418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpcGJUWVvfI/AAAAAAAAAXU/PTGDz-8NydM/s1600-h/DSC00154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpcGJUWVvfI/AAAAAAAAAXU/PTGDz-8NydM/s200/DSC00154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374771437440974322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpcGIw7WLMI/AAAAAAAAAXM/hycSQ8uWMms/s1600-h/DSC00142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpcGIw7WLMI/AAAAAAAAAXM/hycSQ8uWMms/s200/DSC00142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374771427932515522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:-1;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like writing in pen; once you have made a mark, it's there for good. All you can do is make the most of that mark and not waste ink making useless marks. If only we could write in pencil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:-1;"  &gt;When we surrender to God, we surrender to something bigger than ourselves - to a universe that knows what it's doing. When we stop trying to control events, they fall into a natural order, an order that works. We're at rest while a power much greater than our own takes over, and it does a much better job than we could have done. We learn to trust the power that holds galaxies together can handle the circumstances of our relatively little lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ps: it's wonderful to see you happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-362708588438063950?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/362708588438063950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-can-only-go-as-far-as-path-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/362708588438063950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/362708588438063950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-can-only-go-as-far-as-path-you.html' title='You can only go as far as the path you build yourself in life; one built alone won&apos;t go far.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpcG4agwSHI/AAAAAAAAAYM/YpvOcHeU-YE/s72-c/IMG_0645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-6502812248734565545</id><published>2009-08-26T00:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:21:12.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never break four things in Life: Promises, Trust, Hearts and Relations. Why? Because when they break, they don't make noise -they cause a lot of pain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpQPIlJiNRI/AAAAAAAAAXE/hVus7trErpI/s1600-h/IMG_0626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpQPIlJiNRI/AAAAAAAAAXE/hVus7trErpI/s200/IMG_0626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373936895445316882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpQOYArdlkI/AAAAAAAAAW8/u2LoNPhqjow/s1600-h/DSC00118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpQOYArdlkI/AAAAAAAAAW8/u2LoNPhqjow/s200/DSC00118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373936061021787714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpQOXrbsqsI/AAAAAAAAAW0/61jEpneb57g/s1600-h/DSC00143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpQOXrbsqsI/AAAAAAAAAW0/61jEpneb57g/s200/DSC00143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373936055318522562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpQOXD6i8MI/AAAAAAAAAWs/h80Bujg-ngs/s1600-h/IMG_0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpQOXD6i8MI/AAAAAAAAAWs/h80Bujg-ngs/s200/IMG_0575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373936044710490306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpQOWv06MjI/AAAAAAAAAWk/SlC1i522Sw8/s1600-h/DSC00139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpQOWv06MjI/AAAAAAAAAWk/SlC1i522Sw8/s200/DSC00139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373936039318139442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpQOVyXPRcI/AAAAAAAAAWc/F9h1A49i4bg/s1600-h/DSC00078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpQOVyXPRcI/AAAAAAAAAWc/F9h1A49i4bg/s200/DSC00078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373936022819128770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:-1;"  &gt;Being Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The irony of living is when&lt;br /&gt; A life of magic sometimes goes tragic,&lt;br /&gt; And calls for the heart to gracefully survive&lt;br /&gt; The fate of a bull's-eye on target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Being happy - the highest ideal&lt;br /&gt; Sometimes as effortless as the flow of a river&lt;br /&gt; Sometimes as trying as a stubborn donkey&lt;br /&gt; But always a quest worth striving for&lt;br /&gt; Amazing graces of the true joys&lt;br /&gt; Lie in the virtues of character&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  A heart with holes made whole&lt;br /&gt; When life and love are shared,&lt;br /&gt; With all who are in need&lt;br /&gt; Of sweet sounds of happiness,&lt;br /&gt; Heard even by the deaf&lt;br /&gt; And caressing strokes of kind words,&lt;br /&gt; Felt even by the leper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Shine the light called love&lt;br /&gt; That shines brighter when reflected&lt;br /&gt; From all corners of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;more memories at Saudi Arabia will be posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-6502812248734565545?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/6502812248734565545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/08/never-break-four-things-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/6502812248734565545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/6502812248734565545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/08/never-break-four-things-in-life.html' title='Never break four things in Life: Promises, Trust, Hearts and Relations. Why? Because when they break, they don&apos;t make noise -they cause a lot of pain.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpQPIlJiNRI/AAAAAAAAAXE/hVus7trErpI/s72-c/IMG_0626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-6569834917403860713</id><published>2009-08-24T05:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T05:35:41.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Handle with care, Everything breaks. Some things just hurt more than others.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Things breaks all the time. Glass, and dishes, and fingernails. Cars and contracts and potato chips. You can break a record, a horse, a dollar. You can break the ice. There are coffee breaks and lunch breaks and prison breaks. Day breaks, waves break, voices break. Chains can be broken. So can silence, and fever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey, today it's not just a normal Monday, but it's the 2009 Preliminary Examination for English! It's one of the day I was waiting, "To give all I got - hopefully". I wish to enter the examination room with confidence and enjoy writing on the piece of paper. I am desperate for all marks, trying to figure out whether its a Direct Inferential Question? or maybe its a Direct Rephrase Question. I wonder what'll the feeling like in the examination room. Maybe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Luap Mlesna&lt;/span&gt; inner voice will be in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ameer, RTQ! UR, Inacc, Inc, BL!!, QT, OW!, OGCM, TW, WDYM??, R? , Missing Words, TENSE ERRORS! and etc." The feeling of not to disappoint  Mr &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luap Mlesna&lt;/span&gt; (not his real name) is all over me. His hard work is beyod explainatory. Ok done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to start my last few hours of preparing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just keep Swimming, Just keep Swimming, Ameer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-6569834917403860713?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/6569834917403860713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/08/handle-with-care-everything-breaks-some.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/6569834917403860713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/6569834917403860713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/08/handle-with-care-everything-breaks-some.html' title='Handle with care, Everything breaks. Some things just hurt more than others.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-219291543749930084</id><published>2009-08-22T23:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:50:59.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m missing your love'/><title type='text'>Hold on to what you want, as well as believe in. Never think twice about it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpAMQEKbjsI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Yp4g8DfyFRg/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpAMQEKbjsI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Yp4g8DfyFRg/s200/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372807825587932866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He who does not hope to win has already lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Paths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;Each person's path in life is never identical; everyone's path is unique. For we each travel our own roads toward our destiny but it's the choices on what paths to take that dictate the direction of what our lives are destined for. You just got to have faith in knowing GOD paved a way through all the negativity for you to follow… to your destiny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hmm, talking about paths, I was finally accepted for Direct Poly Admission. So, even though i need to just get a maximum point of 26, it ain't going to stop me, man. I will continue working hard to get as low as possible. Prelims starts next week. And do you know that Secondary 4e4, everyone got 0 for their Bio Practical? It was rumored that 4e3 told the experiments that whats going to come out during the practical exams. It's kindda unfair to those who actually slept late till 2 to rush through their coursework PLUS study for this practical exams man. In addition to that, Mdm Chan said that she's not going to trust students anymore. Oh god, thats really, I don't know how to explain but if i were to be a teacher, and i said that, I will say that only when i really mean it. So i guess, she really do mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Giving in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;You've touched people and know it. You've touched people and never may know it. Either way, no matter what your life feels like to you right now, you have something to give. It is in the giving to one another that each one of our lives becomes meaningful. In life, when you do good things, you don't expect anything in return, but when the person really goes up into your head, you will be really disappointed. LOL, forget it. Thinking about this stuff is really nonsensical. Hmm, talking about Giving in, it do relates to love, family, and friends. Talking about love, it doesn't matter whether you must be with him or her, but you must be happy for him or her. Even though, you won't like it without him or her. Hmm, what really important about love is that to see him or her having a happy life. So example, giving in by knowing that the other party will be happy to be with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"Just keep swimming, just keep swimming."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Set no limits, so you're not limited. Set no expectations for limitations to create. Shoot for the moon, but in case you miss it, land on the stars. Never give up, never give in, want the best, hope the best, BE the best! Never give up! Give all your best shot people! Let's graduate and have good results!  But how? STUDY! Don't even think about O level even though left only around 60 days. Think about Preliminary Examinations that is in 2 days time!&lt;br /&gt;It's never too late, but you must realise it and take actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-219291543749930084?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/219291543749930084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/08/hold-on-to-what-you-want-as-well-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/219291543749930084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/219291543749930084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/08/hold-on-to-what-you-want-as-well-as.html' title='Hold on to what you want, as well as believe in. Never think twice about it.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SpAMQEKbjsI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Yp4g8DfyFRg/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-3291403389235162430</id><published>2009-08-16T22:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T22:26:43.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='w'/><title type='text'>Love is like a butterfly, the more you pursue it the more it eludes you, but if you are calm and still it will land on you shoulder.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gPQc4U_onoo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gPQc4U_onoo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;it's impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-3291403389235162430?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/3291403389235162430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-is-like-butterfly-more-you-pursue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/3291403389235162430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/3291403389235162430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-is-like-butterfly-more-you-pursue.html' title='Love is like a butterfly, the more you pursue it the more it eludes you, but if you are calm and still it will land on you shoulder.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-3040037095847877483</id><published>2009-08-14T00:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T00:09:28.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imperfection is beauty. Madness is genius. And it's better to be absolutely ridiculous that absolutely boring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SoQ5qVkXpuI/AAAAAAAAAWM/EH2zlZ-IwEc/s1600-h/amalina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SoQ5qVkXpuI/AAAAAAAAAWM/EH2zlZ-IwEc/s200/amalina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369480055239452386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Meet my new girlfriend, Sharleez Nadiah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I will run, where failures fear to walk. I will try harder, when failures seek to give in. I will act right now, for now is all I have. Tomorrow is the day reserved for the depressed. I am not depressed. Tomorrow is the day when the failure will succeed. I am not a failure. I will act now. Success will not wait. If I delay, success will be lost forever. This is the time. This is the place. I am the one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Remain positive despite people's negativeness. It is easy to sink down to their level; it is harder and requires much more willpower to separate yourself from the people trying to put you down and try to bring them up. You possess the power to have a positive effect on everyone you meet! Don't ever let anyone tell you otherwise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You have to understand that you will never be able to control the way people feel or react to certain things; it's in their character. Yes, they can change their behaviors and their attitudes, but their character is who they are! Therefore, live life for you, live life like God would want you to, without worry, without fear, but with faith and perseverance! Live to make you happy! After all, you're the only one that can live your life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps: hate that i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-3040037095847877483?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/3040037095847877483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/08/imperfection-is-beauty-madness-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/3040037095847877483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/3040037095847877483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/08/imperfection-is-beauty-madness-is.html' title='Imperfection is beauty. Madness is genius. And it&apos;s better to be absolutely ridiculous that absolutely boring.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SoQ5qVkXpuI/AAAAAAAAAWM/EH2zlZ-IwEc/s72-c/amalina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-7484028254185360115</id><published>2009-08-11T00:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T00:58:21.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which hurts more? Saying something and wishing you had not? Or saying nothing and wishing you had?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SoBPrnht6RI/AAAAAAAAAWE/-8awti20DOY/s1600-h/DSC07678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SoBPrnht6RI/AAAAAAAAAWE/-8awti20DOY/s200/DSC07678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368378366589004050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;NDP 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SoBPrNBTGaI/AAAAAAAAAV8/v1S0nJq4A-U/s1600-h/DSC07677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SoBPrNBTGaI/AAAAAAAAAV8/v1S0nJq4A-U/s200/DSC07677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368378359473707426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SoBPqm-8JiI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Co88gz92CyI/s1600-h/DSC07671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SoBPqm-8JiI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Co88gz92CyI/s200/DSC07671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368378349263267362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Look out for more pictures at facebook!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;This year's NDP 2009, went out with 3 gorgeous lady, Mrs Amirul *cough*, Ms Amira, and Ms Atika AND&lt;br /&gt;not to forget Mr Blur Gay Lord, Swee Sheng! To me, it was fun! And I hope they enjoy too.&lt;br /&gt;And to others who never went, heeee, there's always next year! (:&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated Birthday to Singapore! Stay kan cheong yah! Heee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lahs, it's 12:54 am. I should sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;You have to understand that you will never be able to control the way people feel or react to certain things; it's in their character. Yes, they can change their behaviors and their attitudes, but their character is who they are! Therefore, live life for you, live life like God would want you to, without worry, without fear, but with faith and perseverance! Live to make you happy! After all, you're the only one that can live your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If you have problems and feel sorry for yourself, then try to look around you. You're not the only one with problems. It's hard to overcome these problems alone. So let's try our best to solve them together :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-7484028254185360115?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/7484028254185360115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/08/which-hurts-more-saying-something-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/7484028254185360115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/7484028254185360115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/08/which-hurts-more-saying-something-and.html' title='Which hurts more? Saying something and wishing you had not? Or saying nothing and wishing you had?'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SoBPrnht6RI/AAAAAAAAAWE/-8awti20DOY/s72-c/DSC07678.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-8500758604148405385</id><published>2009-08-05T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T19:48:22.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For those who can and those who cannot are separate only by the size of their thought.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SnlxLZF0l4I/AAAAAAAAAVs/fm89x1ByJxQ/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SnlxLZF0l4I/AAAAAAAAAVs/fm89x1ByJxQ/s200/Image007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366444871516460930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;anymore cus its all been said before&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know where you are&lt;br /&gt;all i know is your far&lt;br /&gt;and your not coming back&lt;br /&gt;if this is how it goes&lt;br /&gt;i tried but i dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i like it&lt;br /&gt;without you, without you, without you, ooo&lt;br /&gt;tell me how im supposed to make it&lt;br /&gt;without you, without you, without you&lt;br /&gt;you got me crying tonight&lt;br /&gt;is this what its gonna be like&lt;br /&gt;i try and act like im fine but i will never be right&lt;br /&gt;without youuuuu, without youuuu, without youuuu&lt;br /&gt;without you i don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not sure how to feel&lt;br /&gt;im not sure what i feel&lt;br /&gt;anymore cus i never felt that big&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it hurts me so bad&lt;br /&gt;its the words gotta say&lt;br /&gt;and i cant live like that&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;i tried but i don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i like it&lt;br /&gt;without you, without you, without you, ooo&lt;br /&gt;tell me how im supposed to make it&lt;br /&gt;witout you, without you, without you&lt;br /&gt;you got me crying tonight&lt;br /&gt;is this what its gonna be like&lt;br /&gt;i try and act like im fine but i will never be right&lt;br /&gt;without youuuuu, without youuuu, without youuuu&lt;br /&gt;without you i don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one thing i do know&lt;br /&gt;that im so sure of&lt;br /&gt;cus with you gone im lost&lt;br /&gt;and im so confused i cant deal with it no more&lt;br /&gt;without you i cant see it, take this pain from me&lt;br /&gt;so i can make room for you,&lt;br /&gt;cus you've been gone from me for too long&lt;br /&gt;i don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i like it&lt;br /&gt;without you, without you, without you, ooo&lt;br /&gt;tell me how im supposed to make it&lt;br /&gt;witout you, without you, without you&lt;br /&gt;you got me crying tonight&lt;br /&gt;is this what its gonna be like&lt;br /&gt;i try and act like im fine but i will never be right&lt;br /&gt;without youuuuu, without youuuu, without youuuu&lt;br /&gt;without you i dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without you i couldn't be without you ooo ooo x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; Love knows no limit to its endurance, no end to its trust, no fading of its hope; it can outlast anything. Love still stands when all else has fallen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-8500758604148405385?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/8500758604148405385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-those-who-can-and-those-who-cannot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8500758604148405385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8500758604148405385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-those-who-can-and-those-who-cannot.html' title='For those who can and those who cannot are separate only by the size of their thought.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SnlxLZF0l4I/AAAAAAAAAVs/fm89x1ByJxQ/s72-c/Image007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-8457829825764001429</id><published>2009-08-02T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T23:48:57.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories and Whispers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SnWz97R5VUI/AAAAAAAAAVk/N7hKCCPhlfY/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SnWz97R5VUI/AAAAAAAAAVk/N7hKCCPhlfY/s200/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365392407547958594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walked in to my life,&lt;br /&gt;But just like that,&lt;br /&gt;You walked back out,&lt;br /&gt;Still you will be a memory,&lt;br /&gt;A memory that I have created in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Still you will be a memory,&lt;br /&gt;A memory that will always be locked,&lt;br /&gt;Away in my heart and my mind,&lt;br /&gt;I will always have a memory of you in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And I will always carry that picture of you in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Still you will be a memory,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by Nicole Elizabeth Edwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-8457829825764001429?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/8457829825764001429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/08/memories-and-whispers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8457829825764001429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8457829825764001429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/08/memories-and-whispers.html' title='Memories and Whispers'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SnWz97R5VUI/AAAAAAAAAVk/N7hKCCPhlfY/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-5977118886255766102</id><published>2009-08-01T21:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T15:51:58.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your happiness is my happiness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;There are two miseries in life that are truly painful; one is that when we can't be with the one we love and the other is when we see our loved ones not getting their happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were as one babe&lt;br /&gt;For a moment in time&lt;br /&gt;And it seemed everlasting&lt;br /&gt;That you would always be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you want to be free&lt;br /&gt;So I'm letting you fly&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know in my heart babe&lt;br /&gt;Our love will never die&lt;br /&gt;No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm a part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna cry no&lt;br /&gt;And I won't beg you to stay&lt;br /&gt;If you're determined to leave girl&lt;br /&gt;I will not stand in your way&lt;br /&gt;But inevitably you'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;Cause ya know in your heart babe&lt;br /&gt;Our love will never end no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you'll be back girl&lt;br /&gt;When your days and your nights get a little bit colder oooohhh&lt;br /&gt;I know that, you'll be right back, babe&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh! baby believe me it's only a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be apart of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my my baby....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be apart of me (you will always be)&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on (we will linger on....)&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Yesterday won Tornados, scored was 6-1, I scored one. Heee.&lt;br /&gt;        Today versus SCC, all the best to me.&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/7821244357196447289-5977118886255766102?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/5977118886255766102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/08/everything-changes-when-things-seem-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/5977118886255766102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/5977118886255766102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/08/everything-changes-when-things-seem-to.html' title='Your happiness is my happiness.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-8957609173722756862</id><published>2009-07-31T23:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T00:03:55.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a beautiful mess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Trust, Lies, Truth, Love, Promises, Faith, Believe, Sacrifices, Understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for everything and thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;I am an Alien. Heeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me and bang me anytime.&lt;br /&gt;"bang" as in tell me the truth. Heeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I am feeeeeeeelinnnnnnnnnnnnnng so high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful Mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You’ve got the best of both worlds&lt;br /&gt;You’re the kind of girl who can take down a man,&lt;br /&gt;And lift him back up again&lt;br /&gt;You are strong but you’re needy,&lt;br /&gt;Humble but you’re greedy&lt;br /&gt;Based on your body language,&lt;br /&gt;And shoddy cursive I’ve been reading&lt;br /&gt;Your style is quite selective,&lt;br /&gt;but your mind is rather reckless&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess it just suggests&lt;br /&gt;that this is just what happiness is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, what a beautiful mess this is&lt;br /&gt;It’s like picking up trash in dresses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write&lt;br /&gt;Kind of turn themselves into knives&lt;br /&gt;And don't mind my nerves you can call it fiction&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I like being submerged in your contradictions dear&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause here we are, here we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you were biased I love your advice&lt;br /&gt;Your comebacks they’re quick&lt;br /&gt;And probably have to do with your insecurities&lt;br /&gt;There’s no shame in being crazy,&lt;br /&gt;Depending on how you take these&lt;br /&gt;Words they're paraphrasing this relationship we’re staging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it’s a beautiful mess, yes it is&lt;br /&gt;It’s like, we're picking up trash in dresses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say&lt;br /&gt;Kind of turn themselves into blades&lt;br /&gt;And kind and courteous is a life I’ve heard&lt;br /&gt;But it’s nice to say that we played in the dirt&lt;br /&gt;Cause here, here we are, Here we are&lt;br /&gt;Here we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're still here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what a beautiful mess this is&lt;br /&gt;It’s like taking a guess when the only answer is yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And through timeless words and priceless pictures&lt;br /&gt;We’ll fly like birds not of this earth&lt;br /&gt;And tides they turn and hearts disfigure&lt;br /&gt;But that’s no concern when we’re wounded together&lt;br /&gt;And we tore our dresses and stained our shirts&lt;br /&gt;But it’s nice today, oh the wait was so worth it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-8957609173722756862?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/8957609173722756862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/beautiful-mess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8957609173722756862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8957609173722756862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/beautiful-mess.html' title='a beautiful mess'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-5003133525902721596</id><published>2009-07-31T11:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T11:26:08.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my 100th Post. Heeeee (:</title><content type='html'>Can you really forgive if you can't forget? Forgiveness is not always easy. At times, it feels more painful than the wound we suffered, to forgive the one that inflicted it. And yet, there is no peace without forgiveness.To love means loving the unlovable. To forgive means pardoning the unpardonable. Faith means believing the unbelievable. Hope means hoping when everything seems hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-5003133525902721596?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/5003133525902721596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-my-100th-post-heeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/5003133525902721596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/5003133525902721596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-my-100th-post-heeeee.html' title='This is my 100th Post. Heeeee (:'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-1039620243210142070</id><published>2009-07-31T00:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T00:18:59.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soulmate'/><title type='text'>True love never ends; if one ingredient doesn't agree, spruce up your recipe with something else. It'll only get better, not bitter, with time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SnHFH33yx1I/AAAAAAAAAVc/ZaKztYWgAng/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SnHFH33yx1I/AAAAAAAAAVc/ZaKztYWgAng/s200/Image012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364285370222692178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach out for the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Yeahhhh. 2-3 weeks to prelims. This is going to be fun.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I heard things going to be 'stress' for some people.&lt;br /&gt;Things don't go how people think it is. There's more meanings to it.&lt;br /&gt;Example, you don't sleep late to study till 3 or 4 am. Thats pure nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;Studying for more than 2 hours straight is a pure nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;If you are really "studying", things won't go this way because&lt;br /&gt;you'll know what you doing is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;And to those who is giving up, a round of applause to you.&lt;br /&gt;Because this is Life.&lt;br /&gt;No use crying. Save the energy and work harder.&lt;br /&gt;Face the fact, be independent, know what you doing really well.&lt;br /&gt;Really well means really really well.&lt;br /&gt;And to those who's working hard, and keeping it secret,&lt;br /&gt;round of applause to you too.&lt;br /&gt;Stay and strive on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wishes for the romance movie ending, except in real life,&lt;br /&gt;you dont need to act for love. you let love come to you.&lt;br /&gt;A Walk with you in the silence of the night ,&lt;br /&gt;when you can feel each step, each sigh,&lt;br /&gt;when warmth of your hand can share your emotional state&lt;br /&gt;and each word takes on special significance and&lt;br /&gt;reflects the unique attitude to each other&lt;br /&gt;- it's everything beyond my wildest dreams.&lt;br /&gt;You mean a lot to me; remember it always in spite of everything.&lt;br /&gt;If I were in Hell and you were in Heaven,&lt;br /&gt;I'd always look up and be proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;But, if I were in Heaven and you were in Hell,&lt;br /&gt;I'd ask God to send me down, because Heaven isn't Heaven without you.&lt;br /&gt;Time will prove my love to you and cement my place in your heart forever.&lt;br /&gt;For time will give me the credibility and the believability&lt;br /&gt;that I need to convince you to want to spend the rest of your life with me.&lt;br /&gt;That I am worthy of such a commitment from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-1039620243210142070?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/1039620243210142070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/true-love-never-ends-if-one-ingredient.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1039620243210142070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1039620243210142070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/true-love-never-ends-if-one-ingredient.html' title='True love never ends; if one ingredient doesn&apos;t agree, spruce up your recipe with something else. It&apos;ll only get better, not bitter, with time.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SnHFH33yx1I/AAAAAAAAAVc/ZaKztYWgAng/s72-c/Image012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-8914570715061807812</id><published>2009-07-29T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:38:41.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You only live once; live a little and have fun with your life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CgJ0EpxjZBU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CgJ0EpxjZBU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;Everyday people are saying stuff they wish they hadn't said.&lt;br /&gt;  Some days, people make you feel so bad about yourself&lt;br /&gt;You never want to get out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind that your thoughts become your actions&lt;br /&gt; And soon become who you are.&lt;br /&gt;Just by saying three simple words&lt;br /&gt;You can leave someone with a big scar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The word 'hate' shall not be used&lt;br /&gt; For it has left too many people bruised.&lt;br /&gt;Control your anger as best as you can.&lt;br /&gt; Keep a positive attitude and always have a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  No one can change you,&lt;br /&gt; You have to be the one to change yourself.&lt;br /&gt; The only person who can stop your dreams from coming true is you&lt;br /&gt; So, throw yourself out there and show the world that you care.&lt;br /&gt; Don't be scared to show them who you really are,&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully a shining star.&lt;br /&gt;Don't let anything or anyone bring you down&lt;br /&gt;Because each one of us are special in our own way&lt;br /&gt; And hopefully everyone will realize this one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-8914570715061807812?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/8914570715061807812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-only-live-once-live-little-and-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8914570715061807812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8914570715061807812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-only-live-once-live-little-and-have.html' title='You only live once; live a little and have fun with your life.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-573443887555322964</id><published>2009-07-28T13:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T13:56:05.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two souls with but a single thought, two hearts that beat as one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's 1:35 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True love never ends; if one ingredient doesn't agree, spruce up your recipe with something else. It'll only get better, not bitter, with time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will use your time wisely. You're independent.&lt;br /&gt;And I wish to see the best from you.&lt;br /&gt;But, that doesnt mean staying up late.&lt;br /&gt;AND Coffee, please decrease it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know you're pissed or angry with me or smthg today.&lt;br /&gt;But, heeee, I am doing it for a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Without purpose, he wouldn't be okay with me by now.&lt;br /&gt;And nothing in life is more happier than looking at you being happy and cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best with life, I will always be here.&lt;br /&gt;heeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRELIMS IS SOOOOOOOOOO CLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Today's Ian Bing's interview.&lt;br /&gt;All the best Gay Lord (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swee sheng, please please, stop being like this. It's nonsense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-573443887555322964?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/573443887555322964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-souls-with-but-single-thought-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/573443887555322964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/573443887555322964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-souls-with-but-single-thought-two.html' title='Two souls with but a single thought, two hearts that beat as one.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-1908028285417193916</id><published>2009-07-25T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T22:19:41.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can feel the stars and the infinity of the sky since life, in spite of everything, is like a dream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="postBody" style="color: rgb(119, 119, 119);"&gt;Firstly, in life, people tends to hide things.&lt;br /&gt;And some people love sharing things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people hide things to themselves, because they think they are independent.&lt;br /&gt;"Duh." I am independent too.&lt;br /&gt;However, I just realised it's better to express your feelings to someone you feel comfortable with.&lt;br /&gt;Not just everyone, but only someone.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, someone who truly understands you.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who you really love.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, it's hard. But, it's a nice feeling to know someone who's there for you, always.&lt;br /&gt;It's not the presence of someone that gives life a beautiful meaning, it's the way that someone touches your heart that gives life a beautiful meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it's better to lose something, then losing everything.&lt;br /&gt;Truth lies in the eyes and in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;When you really love that person, you'll truly understand him or her.&lt;br /&gt;Every slightest thing he or she did, you'll know whether is it the truth or a lie.&lt;br /&gt;You'll understand and you give him or her time to explain things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life also, people who you are close with.&lt;br /&gt;People who you care, and concern, tend to forget about you.&lt;br /&gt;Be it a male, or a female. When they are happy,&lt;br /&gt;they'll enjoy with life and doesn't look for you.&lt;br /&gt;But, when they are sad and lost, they look for you.&lt;br /&gt;Even guys with guys too. Haha, I am not gay okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, people changed, some remain stubborn and continue with what they are.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah its true that, you must be who you are. Being who you are,&lt;br /&gt;you will realise what should be improve, what's lacking.&lt;br /&gt;That's the true meaning of being who you are.&lt;br /&gt;Following your heart, not your mind.&lt;br /&gt;And to follow your heart, is to understand yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: For yesterday's memories, today's love, and tomorrow's dreams I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not over by Chris Daughtry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was blown away.&lt;br /&gt;What could I say?&lt;br /&gt;It all seemed to make sense.&lt;br /&gt;You've taken away everything,&lt;br /&gt;And I can't deal with that.&lt;br /&gt;I try to see the good in life,&lt;br /&gt;But good things in life are hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;We'll blow it away, blow it away.&lt;br /&gt;Can we make this something good?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll try to do it right this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to do it right this time around.&lt;br /&gt;It's not over.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause a part of me is dead and in the ground.&lt;br /&gt;This love is killing me,&lt;br /&gt;But you're the only one.&lt;br /&gt;It's not over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken all I could take,&lt;br /&gt;And I cannot wait.&lt;br /&gt;We're wasting too much time&lt;br /&gt;Being strong, holding on.&lt;br /&gt;Can't let it bring us down.&lt;br /&gt;My life with you means everything,&lt;br /&gt;So I won't give up that easily.&lt;br /&gt;I'll blow it away, blow it away.&lt;br /&gt;Can we make this something good?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll try to do it right this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to do it right this time around.&lt;br /&gt;It's not over.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause a part of me is dead and in the ground.&lt;br /&gt;This love is killing me,&lt;br /&gt;But you're the only one.&lt;br /&gt;It's not over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't let this get away.&lt;br /&gt;Let it out, let it out.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get caught up in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Let it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to do it right this time around.&lt;br /&gt;It's not over.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause a part of me is dead and in the ground.&lt;br /&gt;This love is killing me,&lt;br /&gt;But you're the only one.&lt;br /&gt;It's not over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over.&lt;br /&gt;It's not over, yeah...&lt;br /&gt;This love is killing me,&lt;br /&gt;But you're the only one.&lt;br /&gt;It's not over.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;input name="security_token" value="AOuZoY6IC5KP6e2guVKSz3a8qxdclAfi7Q:1248531049773" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="postID" value="7650438899897514201" type="hidden"&gt; &lt;input name="blogID" value="7821244357196447289" type="hidden"&gt;  &lt;div class="errorbox-good"&gt;&lt;input name="securityToken" value="RyGZaGU2S-tYrEdjGLVSKf5hZvE:1248531049795" type="hidden"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-1908028285417193916?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/1908028285417193916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-can-feel-stars-and-infinity-of-sky_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1908028285417193916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1908028285417193916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-can-feel-stars-and-infinity-of-sky_25.html' title='You can feel the stars and the infinity of the sky since life, in spite of everything, is like a dream.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-7767255652894660830</id><published>2009-07-24T09:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T09:24:26.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when life gets hard, just screw it up.</title><content type='html'>life really sucks big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I that Emo? Am I that Evil? Am I that "Egoistic"?&lt;br /&gt;Am I that paranoid? Am I rude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiding everything to myself, and trying to put a smile.&lt;br /&gt;everything seems lost,&lt;br /&gt;saying "give up" was never me, and it''ll never be.&lt;br /&gt;saying "try" was never me, cos it'll never be too.&lt;br /&gt;tried to put things together, and solve it, but its getting more worst.&lt;br /&gt;In addition to that, early in the morning, urgh forget it.&lt;br /&gt;talking about school, education.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes in life, whats really important for me is support.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how indepentdent you are, how great you are,&lt;br /&gt;what you will always need is love, care and concern,&lt;br /&gt;Life sucks big time, really Big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life gets hard, just screw it up.&lt;br /&gt;Lala, forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps; fucking bills; trust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-7767255652894660830?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/7767255652894660830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-life-gets-hard-just-screw-it-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/7767255652894660830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/7767255652894660830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-life-gets-hard-just-screw-it-up.html' title='when life gets hard, just screw it up.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-912225799095644328</id><published>2009-07-23T02:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T02:33:54.118+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;mofficiallymissingyou.'/><title type='text'>Nothing is impossible until you decide to stop trying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SmdX9mBxPqI/AAAAAAAAAVU/LRSP8PR-po4/s1600-h/67f61c02a77e89fc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 119px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SmdX9mBxPqI/AAAAAAAAAVU/LRSP8PR-po4/s200/67f61c02a77e89fc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361350597099470498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love is all of those wonderful feelings for another person that can not be described by words, only by actions. My heart, my life, my soul, she has the key to them all. She has but to turn the key and allow me to surround her with my warmth and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2:23 am and my DPA Interview will be around 12 more hours? Ahhh, urgh.&lt;br /&gt;And to everyone who wished me all the best, thanks alot heee (:&lt;br /&gt;Especially to Mr Anselm Paul, Ms Ho Li Yi, Mr Ravi, Ms Vani, My Mum  and plus someone who I am not going to mention. Heeee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then, I shall sleep. And to all my peeps, I am okay. If I am weird, then you peeps are weirder.&lt;br /&gt;And what's wrong being "Emo" or being "serious"? Heeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I need many things to help me live, but I need only you, to make life worth living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-912225799095644328?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/912225799095644328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/nothing-is-impossible-until-you-decide.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/912225799095644328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/912225799095644328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/nothing-is-impossible-until-you-decide.html' title='Nothing is impossible until you decide to stop trying.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SmdX9mBxPqI/AAAAAAAAAVU/LRSP8PR-po4/s72-c/67f61c02a77e89fc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-7211908046082626149</id><published>2009-07-21T20:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T20:21:56.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You were my strength when I was weak, you were my voice when I couldn't speak, you were my eyes when I couldn't see; you saw the best there was in me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SmWwaanjWtI/AAAAAAAAAVM/KD-C2gqUxbc/s1600-h/2547968743_7929c0bda0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SmWwaanjWtI/AAAAAAAAAVM/KD-C2gqUxbc/s200/2547968743_7929c0bda0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360884899322747602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yo peeeps! Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I've this ass fever.&lt;br /&gt;My temperature is fucking 38.5 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;And I got a damn sore throat plus CheesePie cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's more ass news is that tommorow is that ass O Level Listening Compre.&lt;br /&gt;Not just that, but on thursday I got &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Direct Poly Admission Interview on Thursday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooo! Pray hard for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my guardian angel ^^, don't think much and worry about me.&lt;br /&gt;I am always hyper! Heeee. And all the best for tomorrow's O Level Oral!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for SS, if you are reading this. There's no need to feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;I guess, I know you too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: How can you tell the sun not to shine, when clouds exist. How can ask leaves not to fall when wind exists. How can you tell me not to fall in love when you exist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-7211908046082626149?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/7211908046082626149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-aint-lie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/7211908046082626149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/7211908046082626149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-aint-lie.html' title='You were my strength when I was weak, you were my voice when I couldn&apos;t speak, you were my eyes when I couldn&apos;t see; you saw the best there was in me.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SmWwaanjWtI/AAAAAAAAAVM/KD-C2gqUxbc/s72-c/2547968743_7929c0bda0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-3559865933612437705</id><published>2009-07-19T13:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T13:37:37.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I have a last dance with you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SmKwwxBrRwI/AAAAAAAAAVE/aE_OogfGY4I/s1600-h/a3e8e4334a3be486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 108px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SmKwwxBrRwI/AAAAAAAAAVE/aE_OogfGY4I/s200/a3e8e4334a3be486.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360040858364888834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's worth fighting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people believe that holding on and hanging in there are signs of strength. However, there are times in life in which it takes much more strength to just let go. But, I just don't know. It seems like you're hiding something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is filled with happiness, sadness, tears, smiles, laughter and other emotions but when life gets you down, just be strong about it and keep your head up high and have faith in all things in life. I wish the best for you, really. Things are different these days, and its hard for me to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I just want you to know that, somewhere there's someone who dreams of your smile, and finds in your presence that life is worthwhile. So, when you are lonely remember it's true: somebody, somewhere is thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I'm still not over with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-3559865933612437705?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/3559865933612437705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/can-i-have-dance-with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/3559865933612437705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/3559865933612437705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/can-i-have-dance-with-you.html' title='Can I have a last dance with you?'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SmKwwxBrRwI/AAAAAAAAAVE/aE_OogfGY4I/s72-c/a3e8e4334a3be486.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-8286538476503996586</id><published>2009-07-17T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T22:08:20.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In all things, let reason be your guide. Follow your honest convictions, and stay strong.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes what you want isn't always what you get, but in the end what you get is so much better than what you wanted. To be honest with you, I don't have the words to make you feel better, but I do have the arms to give you a hug, ears to listen to whatever you want to talk about, and I have a heart; a heart that's aching to see you smile again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the best from you.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to know the truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-8286538476503996586?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/8286538476503996586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-all-things-let-reason-be-your-guide.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8286538476503996586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8286538476503996586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-all-things-let-reason-be-your-guide.html' title='In all things, let reason be your guide. Follow your honest convictions, and stay strong.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-8733691895665194989</id><published>2009-07-15T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:02:12.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything that is done in the world is done by hope.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/Sl3gbZgXHBI/AAAAAAAAAU0/DznzMVQaIYA/s1600-h/img_2560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/Sl3gbZgXHBI/AAAAAAAAAU0/DznzMVQaIYA/s200/img_2560.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358685892948466706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;http://johnhbradley.com/pictures2.asp?var=070707darvaza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If only I explain you what's from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, forget it. Somethings are meant to be kept.&lt;br /&gt;Expect the unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knocked You Down by Keri Hilson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feat. Kanye West &amp;amp; Ne-Yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.. not again..&lt;br /&gt;Ohh.. this ain't supposed to happen to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Kanye West]&lt;br /&gt;Keep rockin', and keep knockin'&lt;br /&gt;Whether you Louis Vouiton-ed up or Reebok-in'&lt;br /&gt;You see the hate, that they servin' on a platter&lt;br /&gt; So what we gon' have - desert or disaster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Keri Hilson]&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd.. be in love like this&lt;br /&gt;When I look at you my mind goes on a trip&lt;br /&gt;And you came in.. and knocked me on my face&lt;br /&gt;Feels like in I'm in a race&lt;br /&gt;But I already won first place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd.. fall for you as hard as I did&lt;br /&gt; (as hard as I did, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;You got me thinkin' about our life a house and kids (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Every mornin' I look at you and smile&lt;br /&gt;Cause boy you came around and you knocked me down.. knocked me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love comes around&lt;br /&gt;(love comes around)&lt;br /&gt;And it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt; Just get back up&lt;br /&gt;When it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;(knocks you down)&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love comes around&lt;br /&gt;And it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;Just get back up&lt;br /&gt;When it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;(knocks you down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; [Ne-Yo]&lt;br /&gt;I never thought&lt;br /&gt;I'd hear myself say (ooh)&lt;br /&gt;Ya'll gon head&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna kick it with my girl today (kick it with my girl today)&lt;br /&gt;I used to be commander and chief&lt;br /&gt;Of my pimp ship flyin' high (flyin' high)&lt;br /&gt;Til I met this pretty little missle, that shot me out the sky (ohhh shot me out the sky)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (hey) So now l'm crash it, I don't know how it happened&lt;br /&gt;But I know it feels so damn good&lt;br /&gt;Said if I could go back, make it happen faster&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know I would baby if I could&lt;br /&gt;Miss independent (to the fullest),the load no never too much&lt;br /&gt;She helpin' me pull it&lt;br /&gt;She shot the bullet, that ended that life,&lt;br /&gt;I swear to you the pimp in me just died tonight&lt;br /&gt;(Girl sometimes love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Keri Hilson]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love comes around&lt;br /&gt;(love comes around)&lt;br /&gt;And it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;Just get back up&lt;br /&gt;When it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;(knocks you down)&lt;br /&gt; Sometimes love comes around&lt;br /&gt;[ Knock You Down lyrics from http://www.lyricsyoulove.com/ ]&lt;br /&gt;(comes around)&lt;br /&gt;And it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;Just get back up&lt;br /&gt;When it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;(knocks you down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Kanye West]&lt;br /&gt;Tell me now can you make it past your caspers&lt;br /&gt; So we can finally fly off into NASA&lt;br /&gt;You was always the cheerleader of my dreams to&lt;br /&gt;Seem to only date the head of football teams&lt;br /&gt;And I was the class clown that, always kept you laughin'&lt;br /&gt;We, were never meant to be baby we just happen&lt;br /&gt;So please, don't mess up the trick.. hey young world I'm the new slick rick&lt;br /&gt;They say I move too quick, but we cannot let the moment pass us&lt;br /&gt;Let the hourglass pass right into ashes&lt;br /&gt;Let the wind blow the ash right before my glasses&lt;br /&gt; So I wrote this love letter right before my classes&lt;br /&gt;I could of got his ass, someone that's only average&lt;br /&gt;For advice&lt;br /&gt;O.M.G, you listen to that, bitch?&lt;br /&gt;Whoa it's me&lt;br /&gt;Baby this is tragic&lt;br /&gt;Cause we had it, we was magic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was flyin', now I'm crashin'&lt;br /&gt; This is bad, real bad, Michael Jackson&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm mad, real mad, Joe Jackson&lt;br /&gt;You should leave your boyfriend now, Ima ask him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Keri Hilson]&lt;br /&gt;So I gotta put the good with the bad, happy and the sad&lt;br /&gt;Oh will you bring a better future than I had in the past&lt;br /&gt;Oh Cause, I don't wanna make the same mistakes I did&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna fall back on my face again&lt;br /&gt; Whoaa, whoaaa&lt;br /&gt;I'll admit it, I was scared to answer love's call&lt;br /&gt;Whoaa, whoaaa&lt;br /&gt;And if it hits better make it worth the fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(When it comes around)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love comes around&lt;br /&gt;(love comes around)&lt;br /&gt; And it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;Just get back up&lt;br /&gt;When it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;(knocks you down)&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love comes around&lt;br /&gt;(when love comes around)&lt;br /&gt;And it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;Just get back up&lt;br /&gt;When it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt; (knocks you down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't see it coming when it happens&lt;br /&gt;But when it happens, you're gonna feel it, let me tell you now&lt;br /&gt;See when love comes and knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't see it coming when it happens&lt;br /&gt;But when it happens you're gonna feel it, let me tell you now&lt;br /&gt;See when love comes and knocks you down...yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsyoulove.com/k/keri_hilson/knock_you_down/" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Knock You Down&lt;/a&gt; (Keri Hilson)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-8733691895665194989?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/8733691895665194989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/everything-that-is-done-in-world-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8733691895665194989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/8733691895665194989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/everything-that-is-done-in-world-is.html' title='Everything that is done in the world is done by hope.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/Sl3gbZgXHBI/AAAAAAAAAU0/DznzMVQaIYA/s72-c/img_2560.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-6557307773239391234</id><published>2009-07-11T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:19:57.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People hold on to memories because they fear nothing that great will ever happen to them again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SlieqRwzxYI/AAAAAAAAAUk/XpUz0fWHGnk/s1600-h/11-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SlieqRwzxYI/AAAAAAAAAUk/XpUz0fWHGnk/s200/11-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357206205917021570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wanted so badly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I saw this CUTE girl in my computer c drive. Anyone knows who she is? I was shocked because how in the world her picture get into my com? I think i fall for her. Haha. Anyone knows please tell me yahs? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: So happy for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-6557307773239391234?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/6557307773239391234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/people-hold-on-to-memories-because-they.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/6557307773239391234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/6557307773239391234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/people-hold-on-to-memories-because-they.html' title='People hold on to memories because they fear nothing that great will ever happen to them again.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SlieqRwzxYI/AAAAAAAAAUk/XpUz0fWHGnk/s72-c/11-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-1799683042713691126</id><published>2009-07-10T19:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T19:49:36.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Guns.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love can never be taught for it is to be learned,&lt;br /&gt;Love can never be bought for it its to be given,&lt;br /&gt;Love cannot be kept for it is to be free,&lt;br /&gt;Love can never be old for it lives to last a life time.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish to be by your side and give the comfort you need.&lt;br /&gt;The trust, so there could be love.&lt;br /&gt;You give me hope where no one gave me before&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, what you  say is true, let's not rush into things.&lt;br /&gt;I pray hard for you everyday, really.&lt;br /&gt;But for sure! I will wait, really.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you for centuries will be definitely worth waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;For you, a thousand times over.&lt;br /&gt;Time, Trust, Love, Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Loving someone doesn't mean that you must be with him or her.&lt;br /&gt;Love don't demands.&lt;br /&gt;It's purely trust and how ready you are to commit yourself, I guess?&lt;br /&gt;I want to see through your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;To see why you hurt and rain.&lt;br /&gt;Only then I will understand,&lt;br /&gt;What gives you so much pain.&lt;br /&gt;I want to beat through your heart,&lt;br /&gt;To know what makes it bleed so much.&lt;br /&gt;A heart so divine and pure,&lt;br /&gt;Why it cries out for a simple touch.&lt;br /&gt;I want to live in your thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;To know what are your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;I want to breathe in your agony,&lt;br /&gt;And hear your silent screams.&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear your unspoken words,&lt;br /&gt;To know what you feel each moment.&lt;br /&gt;I want to heal all your wounds,&lt;br /&gt;And set you free from the torments.&lt;br /&gt;So let me in and see your darkness,&lt;br /&gt;Show me why your world so cold.&lt;br /&gt;Give me your hands,&lt;br /&gt;I will walk you through sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;And give my all to make you whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-1799683042713691126?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/1799683042713691126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/21-guns.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1799683042713691126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/1799683042713691126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/21-guns.html' title='21 Guns.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821244357196447289.post-5389200280537540951</id><published>2009-07-06T12:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T12:37:14.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my light of joy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SlF7wwNYl3I/AAAAAAAAAUc/aSJ6U0XweT8/s1600-h/Egypt-c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 155px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SlF7wwNYl3I/AAAAAAAAAUc/aSJ6U0XweT8/s200/Egypt-c.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355197509425207154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SlF7wgFmN8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/f31KfdGe6AY/s1600-h/2287730455_c6d687e7a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SlF7wgFmN8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/f31KfdGe6AY/s200/2287730455_c6d687e7a1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355197505097578434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SlF7wO7ViFI/AAAAAAAAAUM/gyqlsPd4ZHg/s1600-h/363743266_788547781a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SlF7wO7ViFI/AAAAAAAAAUM/gyqlsPd4ZHg/s200/363743266_788547781a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355197500491139154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SlF7v_WG0gI/AAAAAAAAAUE/gT-8SJXwkP4/s1600-h/56864641_a4c313b910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SlF7v_WG0gI/AAAAAAAAAUE/gT-8SJXwkP4/s200/56864641_a4c313b910.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355197496308453890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never lied you. Trust me this time.&lt;br /&gt;The way you breathe makes me calm, the way you speak makes me warm.&lt;br /&gt;The way you see right through me, makes me to be who I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;The way you are, is the way how my heart is sold.&lt;br /&gt;The way your eyes look at me, makes me weak.&lt;br /&gt;Your humour makes me smile. You stole my heart.&lt;br /&gt;The words that comes out of your mouth makes me think about you,&lt;br /&gt;all day and night. I never felt a love like this. A love that is beautiful inside out.&lt;br /&gt;Without tears, pain or doubt. A love with soul, and so true. I'm lucky to find you.&lt;br /&gt;Only you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I don't want to miss a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could stay awake just to hear you breathing&lt;br /&gt;Watch you smile while you are sleeping&lt;br /&gt;While youre far away dreaming&lt;br /&gt;I could spend my life in this sweet surrender&lt;br /&gt;I could stay lost in this moment forever&lt;br /&gt;Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont want to close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;Cause Id miss you baby&lt;br /&gt;And I dont want to miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;Cause even when I dream of you&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest dream will never do&lt;br /&gt;Id still miss you baby&lt;br /&gt;And I dont want to miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying close to you feeling your heart beating&lt;br /&gt;And Im wondering what youre dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if its me youre seeing&lt;br /&gt;Then I kiss your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And thank God were together&lt;br /&gt;I just want to stay with you in this moment forever&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont want to close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;Cause Id miss you baby&lt;br /&gt;And I dont want to miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;Cause even when I dream of you&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest dream will never do&lt;br /&gt;Id still miss you baby&lt;br /&gt;And I dont want to miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to miss one smile&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to miss one kiss&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be with you&lt;br /&gt;Right here with you, just like this&lt;br /&gt;I just want to hold you close&lt;br /&gt;Feel your heart so close to mine&lt;br /&gt;And just stay here in this moment&lt;br /&gt;For all the rest of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont want to close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;Cause Id miss you baby&lt;br /&gt;And I dont want to miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;Cause even when I dream of you&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest dream will never do&lt;br /&gt;Id still miss you baby&lt;br /&gt;And I dont want to miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont want to close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821244357196447289-5389200280537540951?l=saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/feeds/5389200280537540951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-are-sweetest-thing-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/5389200280537540951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821244357196447289/posts/default/5389200280537540951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saygoodbyetoallmyfears.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-are-sweetest-thing-in-life.html' title='my light of joy.'/><author><name>Ameer Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05707578387592197524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/TBjod6I5GrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_Y49QbaCKhE/S220/n536094748_121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQscRfm3XnQ/SlF7wwNYl3I/AAAAAAAAAUc/aSJ6U0XweT8/s72-c/Egypt-c.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
