<?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-5707924</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:13:44.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now i walk without a heart...because years ago i tore it apart..</title><subtitle type='html'>Never let your light shine out...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>93</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-113646206108528083</id><published>2006-01-05T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T19:54:21.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>~I have so many around meBut no one knows my nameIf i left they would case meBut its like i never came~</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/113646206108528083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/113646206108528083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113646206108528083' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-112599672437635823</id><published>2005-09-06T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T16:52:04.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One tear for love, the young woman thought, for it is a thing I can’t see. It pierces my side, feels around for my heart, but it is invisible to me.One tear for despair, a friend of mine, who speaks to me in the haze. Its voice is a cackle, laughing like fire, a fire that burns me through all of my days.One tear for saints, the unshakable souls that glow against the gray. I see them in dreams </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/112599672437635823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/112599672437635823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112599672437635823' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-111434610546602788</id><published>2005-04-24T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T20:35:05.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My moment hereBut a glint,A smudgeA carpenter's mark,A firefly lurchingThrough the dark.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/111434610546602788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/111434610546602788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111434610546602788' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-110915798042425243</id><published>2005-02-23T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T19:26:20.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When I see you smileIt feels like I'm fallingIt's not for anybody else to knowThe way your face could light the bitter dark of every streetIn every town I'll ever goIt's not for anybody else to knowFor anybody else to knowWhen I see you smileFirst thing in the morningIt raises curtains on your lazy eyesCould it be that you and I have the greatest love to ever beHow could this have ever been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/110915798042425243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/110915798042425243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110915798042425243' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-110907484142098650</id><published>2005-02-22T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T20:20:41.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was once told only in dreamsDo dreams come true.But I'm to tell, here and now,Your dreams are up to you.Like "The Rose",we may pass through life"Not Understood".And maybe we won't</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/110907484142098650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/110907484142098650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110907484142098650' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-110036595533417540</id><published>2004-11-14T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T01:12:35.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone but i'm back now</title><summary type='text'>I haven't blogged in ages...but i'm goin to start again.SO many things have changed...so so many...i've gotten in trouble,got out of it.Got drunk so many times...got stoned,crashed a car. Met someone new..lost someone old.Jus tired now...no one distub me plz.Even though i come so far,still got so far to go.any time now i'd explode.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/110036595533417540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/110036595533417540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110036595533417540' title='Gone but i&apos;m back now'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-108202944152725238</id><published>2004-04-15T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T19:46:53.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Heart of Stone What is Your Heart REALLY Made of? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/108202944152725238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/108202944152725238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108202944152725238' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-108157844881942102</id><published>2004-04-10T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T14:30:15.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Circling your head contemplating everything you ever saidNow I see the truth I got a doubtA different motive in your eyes and now I'm out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/108157844881942102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/108157844881942102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108157844881942102' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-108105067315514289</id><published>2004-04-04T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T11:53:53.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sleepwalking through the summer rainin the tired spacesyou could hear her namewhen she was warm and tender and youpulled her arms around youthere was nothing but herlove and affection she wascrazy for you now she's part of something that you lost</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/108105067315514289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/108105067315514289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108105067315514289' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107933802383789641</id><published>2004-03-15T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T16:09:24.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whats the use of living if you can't enter the lightWhats the use of dying if you only stay in the night.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107933802383789641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107933802383789641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107933802383789641' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107803165593140850</id><published>2004-02-29T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T13:16:21.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feel so messed up,not sure what to do.I used to walk around like nothing could happen to me,but life is a gamble so i should live life more carefully.All i know is that i control my own destiny,i'm not going to blame others..jus gonna blame me...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107803165593140850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107803165593140850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107803165593140850' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107694647002719591</id><published>2004-02-16T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T23:49:42.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If i fall will there be another stone in my shoe? Making it harder to come back to you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107694647002719591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107694647002719591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107694647002719591' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107634721515011458</id><published>2004-02-10T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T01:23:17.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know I'm kinda strange, to you sometimesDon't always say, what's on my mindYou know that I've been hurt, by some girlBut I don't wanna mess up this timeMy heart's at a lowI'm so much to manageI think you should know thatI've been damagedI'm falling in loveThere's one disadvantageI think you should know that I've been damaged.I might look through your stuff, for what I don't wanna </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107634721515011458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107634721515011458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107634721515011458' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107598967583265976</id><published>2004-02-05T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T22:02:57.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh wow...gosh...i haven't blogged in ages,things have been good so far...alot better than they were.Me,Derek,Fabius and Brett are gonna embark on our KL trip soon,all of us really looking forward to it.I'm working now at Boat Quay haha,alot of funny people there,the only sad thing is i haven't seen my School friends in ages,i guess its the same for everyone huh.Ph wells Valentines day is coming </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107598967583265976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107598967583265976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107598967583265976' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107531431790264409</id><published>2004-01-29T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T02:26:51.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't know what to say...not sure what to do.I'm getting cold,feeling numb everyday.Have you ever felt as if the whole world's turning and your the only one standing still? Well...thats how i'm feeling...seems as though thats how i've always felt,just want to start moving too.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107531431790264409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107531431790264409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107531431790264409' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107413867325213962</id><published>2004-01-15T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T11:52:33.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Suddenly i'm in this fightaloneSteppin' out into the greatunknownAnd the night's the hardesttimeWhen the doubts run throughyour mindCause suddenly i find myself alone</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107413867325213962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107413867325213962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107413867325213962' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107303644955168294</id><published>2004-01-02T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T23:44:00.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Am i this horny creepSet upon weary feetWho looks in need of sleepThat doesn't comeThis twisted,tortured messThis bed of sinfulnessWhos's longing for some restAnd feeling numb.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107303644955168294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107303644955168294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107303644955168294' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107301093836080200</id><published>2004-01-02T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T10:36:45.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its simple,confusing the truth is i'm winning but i'm losing...i pulling and i'm pushing but it doesn't do me any good,it could,it should...i must be honest to myself that i lied.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107301093836080200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107301093836080200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107301093836080200' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107234012363231842</id><published>2003-12-25T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T16:16:23.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I pray we'll find your lightand hold it in our heartsWhen stars go out each nightLet this be our prayerWhen shadows fill our dayLead us to a placeGuide us with your grace</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107234012363231842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107234012363231842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107234012363231842' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107234008304750249</id><published>2003-12-25T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T16:15:43.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I pray you'll be our eyes and watch us where we goand help us to be wisein times when we don't knowLet this be our prayeras we go our waylead us to a placeguide us with your graceto a place where we'll be safe</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107234008304750249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107234008304750249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107234008304750249' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107206246620451838</id><published>2003-12-22T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T11:08:43.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't wanna die anymore-New RadicalsTwo months of funTwo years of painAdd it upAnd get a life of rainNeed to screamBut too ashamedIt’s gonna rain it’s gonna rainYou wanna go you wanna stay you wannaYou really blew my worldI wanna live and there’s only one wayI don’t wanna die anymoreI want to live it upI don’t want this high anymoreBut I can’t give it upI won’t live a lie </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107206246620451838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107206246620451838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107206246620451838' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107166885268605166</id><published>2003-12-17T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T21:48:24.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everyone should go to this webpage and check out the sky through the eyes of science~http://virtualsky.org/servlet/Page?T=3&amp;S=21&amp;P=1&amp;X=0&amp;Y=0&amp;W=4&amp;F=3&amp;RA=240.500717&amp;DE=75.105549</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107166885268605166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107166885268605166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107166885268605166' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107132725260990706</id><published>2003-12-13T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-13T22:55:01.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I walked under a bus,I got hit by a train,Keep fallin' in love,Which is kind of the same...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107132725260990706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107132725260990706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107132725260990706' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107124016163930395</id><published>2003-12-12T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T22:43:28.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are Form 1, Goddess: The Creator."And The Goddess planted the acorn of life.She cried a single tear and shed a single dropof blood upon the earth where she buried it.From her blood and tear, the acorn grew intothe world."Some examples of the Goddess Form are Gaia (Greek),Jehova (Christian), and  Brahma (Indian).The Goddess is associated with the concept ofcreation, the number 1, and the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107124016163930395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107124016163930395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107124016163930395' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107123943383092523</id><published>2003-12-12T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T22:31:21.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are naturally born with a gift, whether it bepoetry, writing or song. You love beauty andcreativity, and usually are highly intelligent.Others view you as mysterious and dreamy, yetalso bold since you hold firm in your beliefs. What Type of Soul Do You Have ? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107123943383092523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107123943383092523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107123943383092523' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107114864829087540</id><published>2003-12-11T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T21:21:48.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow..I feel so good*besides the mind splitting fever*...I mean its a beautiful world,and I'm blessed to be in it....I forgot the moon was so beautiful and the sky so bright with stars...But i'm glad i found that out again...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107114864829087540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107114864829087540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107114864829087540' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107105914959309299</id><published>2003-12-10T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T20:26:34.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay..Wow..I haven't blogged in a long time and alot of things have happened....Been working the last few days,tiring myself out to get cash for Christmas presents.I went back to the church last Sunday with Natasha for some musical...I seriously regretted going,it was nice seeing everyone again...But it just reminded me of bad choices I made in the past...Bad stuff that changed me and I thought </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107105914959309299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107105914959309299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107105914959309299' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107054641971411791</id><published>2003-12-04T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T22:00:59.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The sky is filled with stars and the moon is so bright.. What can I ask for more..? Something seems to be lacking. Phones not beeping.. How can you mend a broken heart..? How can you stop the tears..? No one can say I know.. Neither do i.. Something is lacking and causing my day to be lagging.. Beats me..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107054641971411791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107054641971411791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107054641971411791' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107054405410181388</id><published>2003-12-04T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T21:21:33.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your soul is bound to the Second Totem, Luna:The Wolf.Luna appears as a pair of coral colored wolves.She embodies empathy, nurturing, insight,and warmth.  She is associated with thecolor coral, the season of spring, and theelement of wind.  Her downfall is pathos.You are most compatible with Doves and Ravens. Which Animal Spirit Totem Are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107054405410181388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107054405410181388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107054405410181388' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107054332557318494</id><published>2003-12-04T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T21:09:25.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ami Entends-tuLe vol Noir-Des Corbeaux-Sur NosPlaines...? (Friend,Do You HearThe Black Flight-Of The Crows-On Our Plains...?)~"Song of the Partisans"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107054332557318494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107054332557318494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107054332557318494' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107046261894484737</id><published>2003-12-03T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T22:44:17.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I believe there's a place where the restless souls wander by the weight of their own sadness,they cannot enter heaven...And so they wait,trapped between our world and the next,endlessly searching for a way to rid themselves of their pain-in hope that somehow,some day they will be reunited with the ones they love..~From "City of Angels".</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107046261894484737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107046261894484737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107046261894484737' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107009636274834230</id><published>2003-11-29T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-29T17:15:02.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alot of things have been happening lately...but in the end i don't feel nothing,i just feel cold....~Reach the stars, fly a fantasy..dream a dream, and what you see will be....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107009636274834230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107009636274834230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107009636274834230' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107009624662717708</id><published>2003-11-29T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-29T16:58:38.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ride the rainbow to the other side Catch a falling star and then take a ride To the river that sings and the clover that Brings good luck to you, it's all true If the land of make believe Is inside your heart it will never leave There's a golden gate where the fairies all wait And dancing moons, for you Close your eyes and you'll be there Where the mermaids sing as they comb their hair</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107009624662717708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107009624662717708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107009624662717708' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-107003850688275148</id><published>2003-11-29T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-29T00:55:40.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wish I could tell you I'm feeling better everydayThat it didn't hurt me when you walked awayBut to tell you the truth I can't find my way...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107003850688275148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/107003850688275148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107003850688275148' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106999553544397074</id><published>2003-11-28T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T12:59:28.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mors ?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ?? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106999553544397074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106999553544397074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106999553544397074' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106999489992466192</id><published>2003-11-28T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T12:52:57.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If there were no obstaclesI'd travel space and timeimmersed among the stars,feelings no less than divine.Searching ever inwardentangled in some spaceeffecting all with love,in a great cosmic embrace.I'd search for the creator wondering where he'd be,and stare into the mirror of timereflecting back at me.I'd learn that all is now,within and out are the same,never more was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106999489992466192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106999489992466192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106999489992466192' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106976365174633144</id><published>2003-11-25T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T20:35:24.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are Orange.You are outgoing and optomistic.  You always try tofind the bright spot in everything.  You areenergetic and people are naturally attracted toyou.  However, you are not always sure of whatyour purpose or goals are.Most Compatible With: Fresh Mint Which Tic-Tac Flavor Are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106976365174633144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106976365174633144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106976365174633144' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106968290333204160</id><published>2003-11-24T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T20:31:10.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I started out clean now i'm jaded...you said you loved me now i hate it. Can you help me i'm bent..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106968290333204160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106968290333204160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106968290333204160' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106968145475778737</id><published>2003-11-24T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T21:44:43.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some people say that its always painful to be feeling...some say the pain is in living.Many people tell me to learn to trust....when its actually trusting that is painful.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106968145475778737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106968145475778737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106968145475778737' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106959213379941515</id><published>2003-11-23T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T11:06:00.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is a hole in the world tonight.There is a cloud of fear and sorrow.There is a hole in the world tonight.Do not let there be a hole in the world tomorrow</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106959213379941515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106959213379941515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106959213379941515' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106957162806071558</id><published>2003-11-23T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T15:14:16.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm half alive but I feel mostly deadGo about my business, I'm doing fineBesides, what would I say If I had you on the lineSame old story, not much to sayHearts are broken every dayBrush my teeth and put the cap back onI know you hate it when I leave the light onI pick a book up, Turn the sheets downTake a deep breath And a good look aroundPut on my pjs and hop into bedI'm half </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106957162806071558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106957162806071558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106957162806071558' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106957051165351990</id><published>2003-11-23T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T14:55:40.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Man...So many things have happened...Don't even know where to start have new hobbies..New interests and a new girl!!!I guess things are going to be smooth from now on,well...I hope they are, but there are still many things not cleared up,many words left unsaid...I really must try to get down to them soon.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106957051165351990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106957051165351990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106957051165351990' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106897825416005068</id><published>2003-11-16T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-16T18:24:33.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everyone's thinking about tomorrow...I think I'll think about today...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106897825416005068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106897825416005068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106897825416005068' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106836289250354980</id><published>2003-11-09T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T15:33:05.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A survey on my  love life...its really really fairly true.You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free. You are afraid of commitment, you think it would take away your freedom.In the process of courtship, the approach that would make you feel irresistable is straight-forward, just tell you he/she loves you. The impression you would like to give to your lover is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106836289250354980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106836289250354980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106836289250354980' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106784960142369807</id><published>2003-11-03T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T16:53:19.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tears start falling when I dream of youCan't help myself, you're far awayWith someone elseAnd I will never find another girlWho makes me feel the way you doWhen I dream of youAnd I've been seeing the same visions night after nightTill the morning lightAs my soul starts to acheMy heart starts to break in twoWhen I dream of youWhen I dream of you like dreamers doI get this way all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106784960142369807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106784960142369807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106784960142369807' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106760844880242485</id><published>2003-10-31T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T21:54:08.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is the first poem I wrote about myself and my feelings in a long long time....I have no need for friendship; friendship causes painIt's laugher and its loving I dislain. Everyone around me is fake, so few are real.I can never trust them with how I really feel.Don't talk of love, though I've heard it beforeIt's sleeping in my memory,I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106760844880242485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106760844880242485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106760844880242485' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106726396005783742</id><published>2003-10-27T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T22:16:15.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All in Love is FairYou gotta take the good with the badThe happy and the sad.But don't get mad when things don't go the way you plan it,just understand it,real love is in demand.If your ready for commitment girl just take my hand,If you aren't than get lucky love will be your cruise,There are so many roads which you gonna choose.But theres a risk you know you gotta take,No messing a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106726396005783742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106726396005783742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106726396005783742' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106725847625201587</id><published>2003-10-27T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T18:04:16.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thanks Samantha...i guess your right...this song is really like me haha.elton john- i want loveI want love, but it’s impossibleA man like me, so irresponsibleA man like me is dead in placesOther men feel liberatedI can’t love, shot full of holesDon’t feel nothing, I just feel coldDon’t feel nothing, just old scarsToughening up around my heartBut I want love, just a different kindI </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106725847625201587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106725847625201587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106725847625201587' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106708479029145779</id><published>2003-10-25T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T20:26:29.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So much happening now...i'm just overloading....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106708479029145779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106708479029145779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106708479029145779' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106671589461256326</id><published>2003-10-21T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T13:59:46.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lyrics from the song All in Love is FairFirst i said i wouldn't leave youWhat a fool to believe that lineJust another one of my obsessionsTo help pass the time.Cos i said that i wouldn't cheat youThat our love was to last all timeBut she was a big exceptionCos i'm not the cheating kind..All in love is fairOne of you will loseIs it her or meIs it her or youWho's it gonna beWhat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106671589461256326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106671589461256326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106671589461256326' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106645994459617688</id><published>2003-10-18T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-18T15:07:23.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night..i went to Bishan Park at 4.am....and except for a few jogers,the place was damn quiet. It amazing how that place can be so simple,so peaceful,so wonderful and everywhere else is hell...we live in messed up world,one not worth living in much.Its a screwed up place,with no room for compassion..The only way to survive is to be cold like everyone else,and when you do that you become just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106645994459617688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106645994459617688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106645994459617688' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106645722196110092</id><published>2003-10-18T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-18T14:07:02.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This was taken from a sucide note of a 18 year old guy... I am too tired to fight, but too stubborn to conform to the ways of this f**ked up world. I give up. (from a suicide note) Whats scary is i know exactly how he felt....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106645722196110092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106645722196110092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106645722196110092' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106614191038235949</id><published>2003-10-14T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T22:32:03.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>~From the Lore of the World~ Life &amp; Truth-Written by Unknown.We all live under the same skyWe all will live, we all will dieThere is no wrong, there is no rightThe circle only has one side..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106614191038235949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106614191038235949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106614191038235949' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106596628449867153</id><published>2003-10-12T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T14:15:55.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to the "teens model search" yesterday to cheer Shu Mei on...i sat there for 3 whole hours,which was so not worth it for her haha..But at least Liwen was there and i got a free mag and stuff so it turned out pretty ok,in the end she won the title for "best legs" haha i can't say i disagree,oh wells...i guess I'm already happy for her into getting into the finals..Today went ok too...It rained</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106596628449867153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106596628449867153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106596628449867153' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106576913391280710</id><published>2003-10-10T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-10T14:59:40.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Solitude-by - Ella Wheeler WilcoxLaugh, and the world laughs with you;        Weep, and you weep alone.For the sad old earth must borrow it's mirth,        But has trouble enough of it's own.Sing, and the hills will answer;        Sigh, it is lost on the air.The echoes bound to a joyful sound,        But shrink from voicing care.Rejoice, and men will seek you;        Grieve, and they</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106576913391280710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106576913391280710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106576913391280710' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106559258321367414</id><published>2003-10-08T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-08T13:56:23.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Heaven's Crying again...Damn cool...It rained again..Today was pretty amazing,I was like sitting on the dining table reading when I heard someone playing the most beautiful music from a flute or something,must be my neighbor..But wow.The "o" levels are coming soon and everyone around me is pretty much in panic,I don't know what is scarier,the fact that the exams are coming or the fact i'm not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106559258321367414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106559258321367414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106559258321367414' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106545244406720471</id><published>2003-10-06T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-06T23:00:44.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Don't know..just ripped these surveys off friend's blogs haha..its all pretty accurate though.You're Most Like The Season Winter ...You're often depicted as the cold, distant season.But you're incredibly intelligent, mature andIndependant. You have an air of power aroundyou - and that can sometimes scare people off.You're complex, and get hurt easily - so yourarely let people in if you can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106545244406720471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106545244406720471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106545244406720471' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106536335251269083</id><published>2003-10-05T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T22:15:52.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Poseidon ?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ?? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106536335251269083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106536335251269083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106536335251269083' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106533820186369332</id><published>2003-10-05T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T15:18:43.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Cool Story...Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106533820186369332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106533820186369332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106533820186369332' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106518919582999128</id><published>2003-10-03T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-03T21:53:15.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Idol The ULTIMATE personality test brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106518919582999128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106518919582999128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106518919582999128' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106517106250975695</id><published>2003-10-03T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-03T16:51:02.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feel...so tired,must be the days of not sleeping..not thinking not living.Going to rest now..to bring life back to my body..my soul my bones.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106517106250975695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106517106250975695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106517106250975695' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106501681523869801</id><published>2003-10-01T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T22:02:53.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was good...Well better at least,haha I haven't gone out with Derek and Brett in a long time,pretty refreshing,almost forgot how LAME Derek can be haha,but he's fun la...Than Terrance Foo and Sera were there,those two really look sweet together man!!! Hey Terrance,I wish you all the best! Somehow both of you got potential haha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106501681523869801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106501681523869801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106501681523869801' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106491632505757931</id><published>2003-09-30T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T18:05:25.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>~A message to us all...~Coming of age in this dangerous world is a dauntingly difficult thing.How will you live up to the promise of what the future will bring?You've shown by example that God has a planfor helping this old boy become a young man. We encourage you, Ben, to accept every challengewith stength and conviction, with patience and balance.Be truthful, be gentle and always </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106491632505757931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106491632505757931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106491632505757931' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106491522754659421</id><published>2003-09-30T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T17:47:07.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tired and NumbI really thought today will be better....Well I was wrong..It only got worst,man...Have you ever felt so tired??? And so Numb of life??? But I was lucky..Somewhere said something to me that left an impression,she said "All these things only make you stronger...Just hang on,you'll be a better person,tomorrow will be better anyway..",So that's what I'm doing...Holding on,hoping and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106491522754659421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106491522754659421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106491522754659421' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106482061090930380</id><published>2003-09-29T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-29T15:30:10.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haha..damn cool I was walking home from school tired and numb as usual,than it started raining!!! Haha..I haven't walked in the rain for a long time,man..for some weird reason it cheered me up...when i went home i took a hot bath and drank hot CoCo..wow...maybe life isn't such a drag after all.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106482061090930380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106482061090930380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106482061090930380' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106474903140091659</id><published>2003-09-28T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T19:37:11.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know its weird...Because yesterday I was so pissed with myself and with Evangeline...But today..I actually want to thank her,I mean ya she completely pissed me off..But she makes me a better person,I learnt things about myself I never knew before,like how self-centered and egotistical I can be....and yet,she put up with it,makes me really rearrange myself and my thoughts about her.I think </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106474903140091659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106474903140091659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106474903140091659' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106471970542835331</id><published>2003-09-28T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T11:28:25.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>~Pain Within~~Show me the places cloaked in secrets  Pierce the gloom of my darkest nights.  Reveal my heart which has been hidden,  Let me forget with all my might.....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106471970542835331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106471970542835331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106471970542835331' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106466893571995371</id><published>2003-09-27T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-27T22:04:15.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today i learnt a lesson...the hard way...when the person really matters to you,most of the time you can't expect to be always put first,life is give and take,as is love....and you really got to meet half-way,not everyone one thinks the same..and even then there are times you have to change....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106466893571995371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106466893571995371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106466893571995371' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106447900270697756</id><published>2003-09-25T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T16:37:09.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mich told me this..might mean something to some people out there...Love hurts, but only when it betrays you for the first time. Then, after that, it's just the numbing of the soul.." </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106447900270697756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106447900270697756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106447900270697756' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106440636864776224</id><published>2003-09-24T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T20:26:08.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A personality test done on me...you think its true? \ C-type: The Lascivious type \You were a very fickle person in your previous life, who could not stay withone partner for a long time. Love was something you had to experience through as many people as possible and only then were you happy as a person. You met many, diverse people whom you shared an intimate relationship with.Although you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106440636864776224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106440636864776224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106440636864776224' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106432526527015631</id><published>2003-09-23T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-23T21:54:24.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>~~~My wOrLd~~~So I walk up on highAnd I step to the edgeTo see my world below.And I laugh at myselfAs the tears roll down.'Cause it's the world I know.It's the world I know. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106432526527015631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106432526527015631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106432526527015631' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106432182559417397</id><published>2003-09-23T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-23T20:58:14.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...Truth...The wordsAre thereIn the airAround youIn whichYou breathThat whichYou giveIn return The feelings Are thereLike the bloodWithin youSkin deepAnd protectedSo oftenAre takenNot reflected</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106432182559417397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106432182559417397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106432182559417397' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106413238539918585</id><published>2003-09-21T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-21T16:35:33.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>~How i Feel~~When you're alone. it's better, cause nobody knows you. when no one's your friend. it's better cause nobody leaves you. so you turn your back, on a world that you could never have... cause your heart's been cracked, and everyone else has just gone mad. but i hear voices, and i see colors... i wish i felt nothing. then it might be easier for me, as it is for you..~</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106413238539918585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106413238539918585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106413238539918585' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106398340001874196</id><published>2003-09-19T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-19T22:56:39.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaky-Friday.</title><summary type='text'>Not bad...studied alot today at tuition. found some cool stuffI Didn't Know I Was Looking for LoveI was alone thinkin' I was just fineI wasn't lookin' for anyone to be mineI thought love was just a fabricationA train that wouldn't stop at my stationHome, alone, that was my consignmentSolitary confinementSo when we met I was getting around youI didn't know I was looking for love </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106398340001874196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106398340001874196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106398340001874196' title='Freaky-Friday.'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106376628389034041</id><published>2003-09-17T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-18T21:54:34.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Sweet...ain''t true</title><summary type='text'>Got to be numb...got no room to feel just feeling cold and Sedated.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106376628389034041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106376628389034041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106376628389034041' title='Too Sweet...ain&apos;&apos;t true'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106371830394696402</id><published>2003-09-16T21:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T21:20:21.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Numb by Linkin Park</title><summary type='text'>NUMB by Linkin ParkI'm tired of being what you want me to beFeeling so faithless lost under the surfaceDon't know what you're expecting of mePut under the pressure of walking in your shoes(Caught in the undertone just caught in the undertone)Every step I take is another mistake to you(Caught in the undertone just caught in the undertone)I've become so numb I can't feel you thereI've </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106371830394696402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106371830394696402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106371830394696402' title='Numb by Linkin Park'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106371532873633870</id><published>2003-09-16T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T20:29:16.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and its jokes.</title><summary type='text'>Seriously..life is one funny thing. It opens and closes its doors like every 10 seconds...so much so i'm like stuck in one room...wanna break down,wanna cry...wanna die. The irony of it all can make me laugh....tears and laugher.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106371532873633870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106371532873633870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106371532873633870' title='Life and its jokes.'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106354072632041639</id><published>2003-09-14T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T19:58:46.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><summary type='text'>Feeling so cold and Sedated...i'm walking between two worlds..the wanting to feel and being used to not feeling...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106354072632041639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106354072632041639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106354072632041639' title='Today...'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106346618193009573</id><published>2003-09-13T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-13T23:16:21.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday...2 days more.</title><summary type='text'>Haha today wasn't bad..went out with James and Stradford to the Levis sale,then went back to study a bit. Natasha called me after that...and i had dinner with her,screw the guy who hurt her...people like her don't deserve to get hurt....but wells....theres nothing i can do about it huh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106346618193009573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106346618193009573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106346618193009573' title='Saturday...2 days more.'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106310829203892922</id><published>2003-09-09T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-09T19:51:31.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study</title><summary type='text'>Wow....today i went to Mac to study...not bad...pretty productive. I don't care..i'm going to study and get i wanna go.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106310829203892922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106310829203892922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106310829203892922' title='Study'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106303297803391583</id><published>2003-09-08T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T22:56:18.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's lessons</title><summary type='text'>People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self-centered; Forgive them anyway.   If you are kind, People may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives; Be kind anyway.   If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies; Succeed anyway.    If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you; Be honest and frank anyway.    What you spend years building, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106303297803391583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106303297803391583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106303297803391583' title='Life&apos;s lessons'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106259739164248393</id><published>2003-09-03T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T21:58:13.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Went TO Mac and all the best for Terrance FOO!</title><summary type='text'>Hey..good luck to Terrance Foo one of my good friends..may he have all the luck and Mojo he can master!Hahamy teacher said if i can get A1 for geog. i'm gonna get a treat..man...i'm going to get that treat! Today went to Mac's at Heartland Mall to study...didn't study anything though haha,not very suprised..damn freaky this group came in,started staring at me and calling me some girls boyfriend.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106259739164248393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106259739164248393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106259739164248393' title='Went TO Mac and all the best for Terrance FOO!'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106242750203785781</id><published>2003-09-01T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T22:45:02.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106242750203785781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106242750203785781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106242750203785781' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106242736499256238</id><published>2003-09-01T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T22:43:00.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can i blame them? no i can't.</title><summary type='text'>Sigh....Its really amazing how many times i can be called a Jerk..well hey Samantha..i'm sorry,didn't mean to hurt you as badly as i did..and that goes to all the girls from my past.I did the things i did beacuse i had to do them,don't hold it again't me....i didn't ask for your forgiveness so don't come back to bother me,jus stay dead like the way i left you...quote of the day: Men is like an </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106242736499256238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106242736499256238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106242736499256238' title='Can i blame them? no i can&apos;t.'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106226430697592646</id><published>2003-08-31T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T01:25:06.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party at Derek's...he looked damn shag..well at least it went ok.</title><summary type='text'>Man..i jus read Terance Foo's blog..feel sad for him,i mean he's so devoted like Zhen Hong...wonder why i can't be something like that. Oh well i wish him all the luck in the world..in a way he deserves her back,everyone deserves second chances don't they? Today's party was great...turned out as good as it could have gotten. Natasha was a blast and most of my friends seem to like her alot,but hey</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106226430697592646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106226430697592646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106226430697592646' title='Party at Derek&apos;s...he looked damn shag..well at least it went ok.'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106199220155974788</id><published>2003-08-27T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T21:52:21.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How i really feel....</title><summary type='text'>Reflection LyricsCoco LeeMulan Look at meYou may think you seeWho I really amBut you'll never know meEvery dayIt's as if I play a partNow I seeIf I wear a maskI can fool the worldBut I cannot fool my heartWho is that girl I seeStaring straight back at me?When will my reflection showWho I am inside?I am nowIn a world where I have to hide my heartAnd what I believe inBut </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106199220155974788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106199220155974788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106199220155974788' title='How i really feel....'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106196097643876550</id><published>2003-08-27T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T13:25:00.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At home...Confined within the walls of a sick body.</title><summary type='text'>I stayed home today.Feel like my body got run over by a truck,haha oh well at least can sleep in,supposed to go call Joyce and have lunch with her or something,i owe her a long overdue meal,but to bad my body is infected with tons of germs and i'm sneezing like every 10 sec..man this sucks,oh well at least i get to skip school and not see Mr. Koh's face haha that thought jus brightened up my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106196097643876550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106196097643876550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106196097643876550' title='At home...Confined within the walls of a sick body.'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106182091807918240</id><published>2003-08-25T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T22:18:59.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey...to everyone and God thanks. To Derek and his abstract humour..he makes life interesting. To Stratford and his practicality..his advice is gold. To Zhen Hong for making the long days seem more bearable. To Liwen for making everything more bearable. To Brett and Fabuis for staying around me as werid and volatile as i am. To Terrance Foo for understanding past his peers. To James for his..um..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106182091807918240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106182091807918240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106182091807918240' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106165967784092129</id><published>2003-08-24T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T01:27:57.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today Saturday...</title><summary type='text'>Hey to Zhen Hong..one of my most trusted friends...i hope you had a good B day celebration.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106165967784092129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106165967784092129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106165967784092129' title='Today Saturday...'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106147173411948892</id><published>2003-08-21T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T21:15:34.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106147173411948892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106147173411948892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106147173411948892' title=''/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106147133704723517</id><published>2003-08-21T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T21:13:59.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonder why</title><summary type='text'>Ok so this works...cool man..well its not rocket science anyway</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106147132894272629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707924/posts/default/106147132894272629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://completelyshaded.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106147132894272629' title='Well Hello there'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707924.post-106147105815379594</id><published>2003-08-21T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T21:04:18.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmm...Wonder if this works!!!wait it DOES!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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