<?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-1705711339954946858</id><updated>2011-07-28T07:06:38.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its my life</title><subtitle type='html'>Has Everyone Gone Crazy ?!?!?!?!?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</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>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-4271426627181701132</id><published>2010-05-19T00:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T00:14:55.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its goodbye blog.</title><content type='html'>Thru thick or thin&lt;br /&gt;no matter what I'm here for you,i just want you to know,n even tho i cant change whats done,&lt;br /&gt;but i can promise to love u and support u thru it all&lt;br /&gt;Love,ur alien...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-4271426627181701132?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4271426627181701132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-goodbye-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/4271426627181701132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/4271426627181701132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-goodbye-blog.html' title='Its goodbye blog.'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-282481056651635641</id><published>2010-05-18T01:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T01:26:13.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding on to a dream long enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/S_JOiyA5V8I/AAAAAAAAADI/M8lUJ9Lp8Vw/s1600/train.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472522856656623554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/S_JOiyA5V8I/AAAAAAAAADI/M8lUJ9Lp8Vw/s400/train.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day that I've been waiting for is getting closer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder how will it turn out to be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've dreamed about that day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the fairytale inside my head has become my new best friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I can assure you I'll be there before the story ends..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you welcome me with open arms,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or will you have forgotten me by then..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Already planning the journey and calculating the fares,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm seeing what I've been speaking of all this while geting clearer and clearer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are risks i'm going to have to run through,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but in the end,I know all my efforts will reveal all that should be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-282481056651635641?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/282481056651635641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/05/holding-on-to-dream-long-enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/282481056651635641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/282481056651635641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/05/holding-on-to-dream-long-enough.html' title='Holding on to a dream long enough'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/S_JOiyA5V8I/AAAAAAAAADI/M8lUJ9Lp8Vw/s72-c/train.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-2729067792624789481</id><published>2010-05-18T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T00:25:31.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Would I have been better off the other way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/S_JA3VFo05I/AAAAAAAAADA/A1Siz1CI1LY/s1600/music.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472507816506348434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/S_JA3VFo05I/AAAAAAAAADA/A1Siz1CI1LY/s400/music.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever been in that situation where you think you made the wrong decision in life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;where you thought you could have been better if you took the other path?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well,It does come to me all the time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;almost every minute of my life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always loved doing music,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when I'm on the guitar or the piano,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its just so relaxing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it feels so right,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything has meaning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when I perform on stage and I see the faces,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its like its telling me this is where I belong...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;entertaining others quickly became a hobby to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;since I was a kid,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;making people enjoy music,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;making people seee that music cures all broken hearts and misery in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was never good in accounts and here I am saying I'm gonna be an accountant,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;funny.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I guess Im not wise enough to make my own decisions,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just following what my parents are ordering me to do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;they should know the difference in being a musicman and an accountant,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I trust their decision and making music into a form of entertaint I do for the public,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;prioritizing studies instead..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess we'll just see in the future whether it was worth being the accoountant rather than the musicman (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Music just never ends in my life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has played an important part when I was a kid and still is now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its just sad I couldnt bring it as a career.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has never failed me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It got me out of ciggarettes and drugs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Music will always be the light I see .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in reality some things just arent meant to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-2729067792624789481?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2729067792624789481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/05/would-i-have-been-better-off-other-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/2729067792624789481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/2729067792624789481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/05/would-i-have-been-better-off-other-way.html' title='Would I have been better off the other way'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/S_JA3VFo05I/AAAAAAAAADA/A1Siz1CI1LY/s72-c/music.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-6138727031773075259</id><published>2010-05-15T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T22:34:33.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on a sunday afternoon</title><content type='html'>finals are starting this coming friday,&lt;br /&gt;studying but it just doesnt seem enough,&lt;br /&gt;been busy with studies lately,&lt;br /&gt;with the thought of moving to australia in my head,&lt;br /&gt;it gets kinda hard to study.&lt;br /&gt;made up my mind to go anyway..&lt;br /&gt;and I promised myself that nothing can change my mind (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-6138727031773075259?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6138727031773075259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-sunday-afternoon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/6138727031773075259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/6138727031773075259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-sunday-afternoon.html' title='on a sunday afternoon'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-7893286718091703545</id><published>2010-05-13T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T04:56:35.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets just fall in love again (:</title><content type='html'>Lets pretend baby,&lt;br /&gt;that you just met me,&lt;br /&gt;and I never seen you before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell all my friends,&lt;br /&gt;that I think your staring and you say the same to yours (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll dance around it all night and i'll follow you outside,&lt;br /&gt;And I'll try to open up my mouth but nothing comes out right. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have to try,&lt;br /&gt;Its so easy,&lt;br /&gt;Who needs to pretend? (:&lt;br /&gt;So honey..&lt;br /&gt;Lets just fall in love again (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-7893286718091703545?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7893286718091703545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/05/lets-just-fall-in-love-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/7893286718091703545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/7893286718091703545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/05/lets-just-fall-in-love-again.html' title='Lets just fall in love again (:'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-5401297454376299643</id><published>2010-05-08T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T23:43:58.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Will It Stop..</title><content type='html'>It isnt easy,&lt;br /&gt;waking up to a never ending torture,&lt;br /&gt;Everything's the same in my life,&lt;br /&gt;the scenery,&lt;br /&gt;the places,&lt;br /&gt;the people,&lt;br /&gt;the life,&lt;br /&gt;but within all these same things,&lt;br /&gt;there is one thing that is missing,&lt;br /&gt;which is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm studying but I just cant get my mind of you,&lt;br /&gt;I find it so hard to focus,&lt;br /&gt;I'm hardly on yr mind now,&lt;br /&gt;and your still always ringing in my head,&lt;br /&gt;just like how you used to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not easy thinking of someone who doesnt think of you the same way,&lt;br /&gt;Its not easy missing someone who doesnt miss you the same way too,&lt;br /&gt;I miss the girl who comes back to me at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;the girl that told me i'm her number 1,&lt;br /&gt;I'm fighting so hard to get her back,&lt;br /&gt;But i see now..&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard I fight,&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt guarantee me a spot in her life anymore..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to force her,&lt;br /&gt;Just hoping that In the End,&lt;br /&gt;all my efforts was worthwhile..&lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything to get her back,&lt;br /&gt;I cant face the fact that she's gone,&lt;br /&gt;even till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont say that I'm obsessed,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;I just havent moved on,&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling myself that we'll make it through,&lt;br /&gt;But I dont know,&lt;br /&gt;she dont seem to look forward to seeing me much,&lt;br /&gt;things are complicated,&lt;br /&gt;and it means the world to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put the complications aside and just return into my arms,&lt;br /&gt;they really long for you baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We said as each day goes by we're getting closer and closer,&lt;br /&gt;I feel that with each day,&lt;br /&gt;we are getting closer and closer physically,&lt;br /&gt;but emotionally I just feel you getting further and further away from me.&lt;br /&gt;Its tearing me to shreds and there's nothing much I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think about it much anymore,&lt;br /&gt;I'm flowing,&lt;br /&gt;But I realize the more I flow,&lt;br /&gt;The more I'm missing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting and studying reminding myself that we'll make it through,&lt;br /&gt;I know we will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just letting go emotions here,&lt;br /&gt;Please excuse my unpoliteness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A friend dedicated a song for me at the pub the other day and here it goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;She's always on my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;From the time I awake up 'till I close my eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;She's everywhere I go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;She's all I know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And though she's so far away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It just keeps gettin' stronger everyday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And even now she's gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm still holding on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;so tell me where do I start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;'Cause it's breakin' my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Don't wanna let her go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Maybe my love will come back someday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Only heaven knows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And maybe our hearts will find a way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Only heaven knows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And all I can do is hope and pray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;'Cause heaven knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My friends keep tellin' me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That if you really love her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You've gotta set her free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And if she returns in kind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'll know she's mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But tell me where do I start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;'Cause it's breakin' my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Don't wanna let her go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Why I live in despair &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;'Cause wide awake or dreaming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I know she's never there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And all the time I act so brave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm shaking inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Why does it hurt me so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Repeat Chorus) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Heaven knows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Heaven knows ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Rick Price - Heaven Knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-5401297454376299643?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5401297454376299643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-will-it-stop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/5401297454376299643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/5401297454376299643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-will-it-stop.html' title='When Will It Stop..'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-5872676059685905520</id><published>2010-04-29T06:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T06:41:27.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your the only direction I see.</title><content type='html'>I dont know what im doing anymore,&lt;br /&gt;i cant think from wrong to right,&lt;br /&gt;all i'm thinking about is the next time I get to touch you,smell your scent and feel yr hand agaisnt mine once again,&lt;br /&gt;which is I dont know when,&lt;br /&gt;a long time maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up every morning,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling heartbroken,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing I wont get to see your face,&lt;br /&gt;the face i got so used to for more than a year now,&lt;br /&gt;It was never easy letting go,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not strong enough to do so now either,&lt;br /&gt;I just cant wait to see you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rite now,&lt;br /&gt;Thats all im looking forward to..&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that we will make it all the way to that day,&lt;br /&gt;I too feel myself changing..&lt;br /&gt;Into something more independant slowly but surely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this period of confusion,&lt;br /&gt;Fear has gotten its hands all over my heart,&lt;br /&gt;and there's nothing i can do,&lt;br /&gt;but just waiting in this dark corner and hoping,&lt;br /&gt;Deep down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing I still L*** You&lt;br /&gt;My heart has turned numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even with all this darkness wrapped around me,&lt;br /&gt;I still am enduring and pushing myself to make us happen.&lt;br /&gt;So dont dissapoint me,&lt;br /&gt;If anyone could see what I'm going through for us,&lt;br /&gt;I think they'd be dead shock to know there's a person who has a heart like mine still living in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out I have an accounting test tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll be up studying the whole night again.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get studying (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-5872676059685905520?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5872676059685905520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/04/your-only-direction-i-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/5872676059685905520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/5872676059685905520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/04/your-only-direction-i-see.html' title='Your the only direction I see.'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-7529699812074121333</id><published>2010-04-28T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T07:26:01.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking at them,I wish you were here.</title><content type='html'>I shed tears when i play my guitar alone in my room,&lt;br /&gt;Every song makes me think of us,&lt;br /&gt;Always being alone without you,&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here right now alone..&lt;br /&gt;Makes it even harder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your busy with your life and I dont want to disturb you,&lt;br /&gt;But looking at others happily wrapped around each other,&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of how we used to wrap around each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your arms around mine,&lt;br /&gt;Mine around yours.&lt;br /&gt;Its heartbreaking not having you around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never into dating,&lt;br /&gt;never into going out with other girls,&lt;br /&gt;My love and affection is still for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to seeing you at night,&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes your not free for me,&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes you even find me annoying,&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda getting used to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just really wish I could hold you right now.&lt;br /&gt;Like how we used to.&lt;div 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here.'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-1936198828966500918</id><published>2010-04-14T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T03:53:04.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>success is better off shared</title><content type='html'>Dont you think?&lt;br /&gt;Success is better off shared with teammates or someone special?&lt;br /&gt;so what if your a big shot now?&lt;br /&gt;and what if you have alot of money?&lt;br /&gt;what if you won first place?&lt;br /&gt;the feeling only lasts that long..&lt;br /&gt;and the feeling is pointless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand why people share now..&lt;br /&gt;Stuff is better off being shared...&lt;br /&gt;no matter victory or the small things..&lt;br /&gt;share it..&lt;br /&gt;you'll enjoy it (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-1936198828966500918?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1936198828966500918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/04/success-is-better-off-shared.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/1936198828966500918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/1936198828966500918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/04/success-is-better-off-shared.html' title='success is better off shared'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-6888082740516907963</id><published>2010-04-13T06:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T07:02:06.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad news bad news and oh... whadda ya know.. more BAD NEWS!</title><content type='html'>I'm not the kind of person who likes to whine but i'm sick of all this,&lt;br /&gt;sick of this feeling..&lt;br /&gt;I cant wake up in the morning without hearing you shouting at me or slamming on my door,&lt;br /&gt;I cant do my work in peace,&lt;br /&gt;i'm always being questioned constantly,&lt;br /&gt;where have I been?&lt;br /&gt;Who was I out with?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have other people's stuff in your room?&lt;br /&gt;Where did you get the money?&lt;br /&gt;Who are you mixing with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not doing anything wrong..&lt;br /&gt;I'm just being me..&lt;br /&gt;I got work and assignments to do..&lt;br /&gt;besides all that I have a test on saturday..&lt;br /&gt;The only place where I can have peace is out of this house,&lt;br /&gt;you dont even let me out nemore,&lt;br /&gt;the only place I can go is for classes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick of you tie-ing me down,&lt;br /&gt;Someone put a smile on my face..&lt;br /&gt;I dont have the mood to smile..&lt;br /&gt;Every phone call you'll be there to make sure who i'm talking to..&lt;br /&gt;my room is like a public toilet now,you go in and out without knocking,&lt;br /&gt;you unlock the door without knocking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so sick of waking up,&lt;br /&gt;give me something to look forward to..&lt;br /&gt;cause the only time I can have peace now is when i'm on the LRT on the way to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to leave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-6888082740516907963?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6888082740516907963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/04/bad-news-bad-news-and-oh-whadda-ya-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/6888082740516907963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/6888082740516907963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/04/bad-news-bad-news-and-oh-whadda-ya-know.html' title='Bad news bad news and oh... whadda ya know.. more BAD NEWS!'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-9120556737080304721</id><published>2010-04-08T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T06:45:28.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay Close,Don't Go</title><content type='html'>I havent been able to focus on the things I do lately,&lt;br /&gt;My heart is constantly missing you,&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of you moving on someday,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of how I would accept it if that day really comes,&lt;br /&gt;I shouldnt be thinking bout it right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions have been taking over me very aggresively lately,&lt;br /&gt;I feel heavy just walking around these days,&lt;br /&gt;looking at all my friends busy with their girlfriends,&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how to say or what to say but singing makes me feel better,&lt;br /&gt;And the best way to express this feeling is still the old fashioned way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mu$i€!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I admit,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in love with her,&lt;br /&gt;very much in love in fact,&lt;br /&gt;And here's how it goes,&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm staring at the glass in front of me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;is it half empty have i ruined all you've given me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I know I've been selfish, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I know I've been foolish, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;but look through that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and you will see, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'll do better, I know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Baby, I can do better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If you leave me tonight, I'll wake up alone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;don't tell me I will make it on my own,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;don’t leave me tonight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;this heart of stone will sing till it dies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;if you leave me tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sometimes I stare at you while you are sleeping, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I listen to your breathing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;amazed how I somehow managed to&lt;br /&gt;sweep you off your feet girl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;your perfect little feet girl&lt;br /&gt;I took for granted what you do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But I'll do better, I know&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I can do better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If you leave me tonight, I'll wake up alone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;don't tell me I will make it on my own, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;don’t leave me tonight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;this heart of stone will sing till it dies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;if you leave me tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And don't you know my heart is open, oh, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;it's putting up the fight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and I've got this feeling, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;that everything's alright, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and don't you see, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm not the only one for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;but you're the only one for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If you leave me tonight I'll wake up alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If you leave me tonight, I'll wake up alone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;don't tell me I will make it on my own,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;don’t leave me tonight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;this heart of stone will sing till it dies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;if you leave me tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is one of the ten reasons why I love you so much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"No girl in this world can make me put up a fight for her the way you make me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For you I can do things I nvr knew I could"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;She's busy studying at the moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could,I would spend everynight serenading to her,&lt;br /&gt;just like tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Treasuring her till the day when I really lose her,&lt;br /&gt;But this is reality and we humans are obliged to jobs and work,&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. I'm getting real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wishing her all the best of luck she can get for her first exams in aussie!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-9120556737080304721?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/9120556737080304721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/04/stay-closedont-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/9120556737080304721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/9120556737080304721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/04/stay-closedont-go.html' title='Stay Close,Don&apos;t Go'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-7101936018386317172</id><published>2010-04-06T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T05:57:36.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>maximize her sexual pleasures!</title><content type='html'>This is how you do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When in bed with yr partner,&lt;br /&gt;Always be DOMINANT! (chicks love it)&lt;br /&gt;Show them that your always in control of them,&lt;br /&gt;In other words,&lt;br /&gt;Buffen up so you can take full control over them,&lt;br /&gt;you call the shots,&lt;br /&gt;you be the playmaker!&lt;br /&gt;every position,&lt;br /&gt;every posture,&lt;br /&gt;you control it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flip them to go any side you want,&lt;br /&gt;Give it to them hard and fast so that they enjoy it,&lt;br /&gt;role play turns them on even more!&lt;br /&gt;always hear the sound of how they moan,&lt;br /&gt;it tells you whether yr hitting her in the right way,&lt;br /&gt;make sure she's pleasured!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be creative!&lt;br /&gt;dont stick to one position all the time,&lt;br /&gt;change it,&lt;br /&gt;unlike all the porn you watch they suck!&lt;br /&gt;they are doing positions to best fit the camera and is not meant to be followed!&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt pleasurize their partner to the max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most people dont really care,&lt;br /&gt;but honestly,&lt;br /&gt;this could save yr lovelife or marriage!&lt;br /&gt;Its important,&lt;br /&gt;i'm serious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I even bothered to learn this and share it to the world is because,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make sure I give my wife what she wants! and what she needs! in the future,&lt;br /&gt;and I wanted to let more people know about this,&lt;br /&gt;as it does help maintain yr marriage as well! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it to her Hard and Deeep!&lt;br /&gt;Or let some other guy do it for her and you just watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already feeling so happy for whoever who turns out to be my wife,&lt;br /&gt;what a lucky gal she'll be! (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you who read this might think this is just horny,&lt;br /&gt;but this could save yr love life,&lt;br /&gt;so yea .. try to take it seriously (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-7101936018386317172?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7101936018386317172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/04/maximize-her-sexual-pleasures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/7101936018386317172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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me,&lt;br /&gt;I treasured it,&lt;br /&gt;But i just cant afford to look at it if things really end,&lt;br /&gt;its too hard for me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm only human,&lt;br /&gt;I just can't....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things like life without you are going through my head,&lt;br /&gt;My whole cupboard is full of memories of you,&lt;br /&gt;memories of you are scaterred all around my room,&lt;br /&gt;They're strong enough to keep me from moving on,&lt;br /&gt;How do I start over without you..&lt;br /&gt;At least not now..&lt;br /&gt;I cant lift the memories of us and throw it all away,&lt;br /&gt;Its just too heavy,&lt;br /&gt;No matter how big I may grow or how long I've been to the gym,&lt;br /&gt;No muscle in me is strong enough to lift it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know where to go,&lt;br /&gt;no matter where I go,&lt;br /&gt;Where i run,&lt;br /&gt;What i do,&lt;br /&gt;it all comes down to you,&lt;br /&gt;How did I fall so crazily in love with you,&lt;br /&gt;what happened...&lt;br /&gt;You grew on me so tight in such a short period of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt matter now,&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid..&lt;br /&gt;I really am,&lt;br /&gt;I never saw this coming for us,&lt;br /&gt;not at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words really cant express how I feel now,&lt;br /&gt;its beyond words..&lt;br /&gt;knowing me,&lt;br /&gt;I see what crazy things i'll do after your gone..&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should let you go for yr happiness,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't..&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how to say it..&lt;br /&gt;Tears wont stop flowing..&lt;br /&gt;I'm just not in the mood for anything...&lt;br /&gt;Feelings are jumping up and down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should let you go,&lt;br /&gt;I'm pulling you down,&lt;br /&gt;suffocating you..&lt;br /&gt;I should let you go&lt;br /&gt;Let you go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let her go...&lt;br /&gt;Let her go..&lt;br /&gt;Let her go...&lt;br /&gt;Dont let her go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit me with yr best shot,&lt;br /&gt;Punch me as hard as you can,&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I dont feel a thing anymore,&lt;br /&gt;I honestly think that if a car were to hit me now I wouldnt feel a thing..&lt;br /&gt;Gimme yr best shot,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing could hurt more than losing you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm preparing for the worst,&lt;br /&gt;watching all that i've build with you,&lt;br /&gt;together as one..&lt;br /&gt;falling down,&lt;br /&gt;crashing down,&lt;br /&gt;falling apart..&lt;br /&gt;splitting from one into two..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that I want to make it hard for you to let go,&lt;br /&gt;I just cant ..&lt;br /&gt;I dont have the heart to do it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-5498329071216519987?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5498329071216519987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/03/perhaps-last-post-on-this-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/5498329071216519987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/5498329071216519987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/03/perhaps-last-post-on-this-blog.html' title='I Love you and this blog just as much,But perhaps this is Goodbye'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-6590442494700599907</id><published>2010-03-29T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:05:00.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is love?</title><content type='html'>Love isnt like a football game where you just simply put the ball in the net,&lt;br /&gt;its not like fishing a fish out of water or just simply pulling a fish out of water,&lt;br /&gt;its more than that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its complicated,&lt;br /&gt;it can be scary sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;it works in so many ways,&lt;br /&gt;we cant understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be the best feeling you'll have in yr life,&lt;br /&gt;and it can also be the worst..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant explain Love...&lt;br /&gt;Someone explain it to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-6590442494700599907?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6590442494700599907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-is-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/6590442494700599907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/6590442494700599907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-is-love.html' title='What is love?'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-2679135844387858697</id><published>2010-03-28T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T08:46:00.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Imaginations taking over</title><content type='html'>She wrote a song for him,&lt;br /&gt;He wrote a song for her,&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a song for a special someone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;Will it ever be my turn to get a song from a special someone?&lt;br /&gt;Is there someone out there that'll love me enough to that for me?&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting to see (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-2679135844387858697?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2679135844387858697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/03/imaginations-taking-over_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/2679135844387858697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/2679135844387858697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/03/imaginations-taking-over_28.html' title='Imaginations taking over'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-8364967221378613280</id><published>2010-03-10T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T08:11:55.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You'll be ringing in my head~</title><content type='html'>Though I won't be seeing you tonight,&lt;br /&gt;You know it'll be alright,&lt;br /&gt;for you know that a part of me is always thinking of you,&lt;br /&gt;no matter whether its day or night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause when i'm up there,&lt;br /&gt;i'll thinking of the both of you,&lt;br /&gt;the pink round figure (=&lt;br /&gt;and the slim sexy figure (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i'm saying is,&lt;br /&gt;or rather what i want you to know is,&lt;br /&gt;that even though i wont be seeing you tonight,&lt;br /&gt;your already ringing me uptight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;when i've collapsed in the soft feathers of my bed,&lt;br /&gt;all that i'll be hearing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the sound of you ringing in my head~ &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-8364967221378613280?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8364967221378613280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/03/youll-be-ringing-in-my-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/8364967221378613280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/8364967221378613280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/03/youll-be-ringing-in-my-head.html' title='You&apos;ll be ringing in my head~'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-7756492133316758011</id><published>2010-03-08T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T21:49:40.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I really want to win this</title><content type='html'>Its a popular game among all malaysians,&lt;br /&gt;Its a game where races come together and where all sorts of racism suddenly doesnt seem to matter,&lt;br /&gt;You havent lived till you've tried it,&lt;br /&gt;you cant call yrself a complete malaysian boy till you've tried it,&lt;br /&gt;Yes,I'm talking about football! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,Here's what I want to say for today,&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/S5XOoRbKjJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nRb_T27dA-w/s1600-h/nike+football.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446486515641912466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/S5XOoRbKjJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nRb_T27dA-w/s400/nike+football.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad was a football player for his state,&lt;br /&gt;He was a big shot football player,&lt;br /&gt;He has trophies taller than me when i was a kid,&lt;br /&gt;the friends he introduced me to were all big shot football players,&lt;br /&gt;they played for their companies,&lt;br /&gt;they played for their states,&lt;br /&gt;they played for their country,&lt;br /&gt;they all had their shot of glory during their teenage days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've won trophies,medals,prizes..&lt;br /&gt;But never was it for my footsal or my football,&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I enter a footsal competition,&lt;br /&gt;I'd always end up 1 step away from the prize,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes,I really mean 1 step!&lt;br /&gt;I always seem to lose out at the finals round,&lt;br /&gt;2nd place was always what I got,&lt;br /&gt;Never the first...&lt;br /&gt;My dad always says I'm accurate,I have the muscle,the skills.. but i'm just not fast enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may not matter to most people but it matters to me,&lt;br /&gt;Never had I made my dad proud of my football before,&lt;br /&gt;The upcoming MUFY games is coming,&lt;br /&gt;This may be my last shot at making it right before I leave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna go faster,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been doing alot of runing lately,hopefully its enough? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get studying now,bye peoples~! (=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-7756492133316758011?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7756492133316758011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-really-want-to-win-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/7756492133316758011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/7756492133316758011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-really-want-to-win-this.html' title='I really want to win this'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/S5XOoRbKjJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nRb_T27dA-w/s72-c/nike+football.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-500573279729511714</id><published>2010-02-23T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T02:02:33.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY FIRST 100 MARKS PAPER!</title><content type='html'>I woke up around 9 this morning,&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of my daily activites,&lt;br /&gt;homework,working out,studying...&lt;br /&gt;Just the usual ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a free-off day today,&lt;br /&gt;spent it doing assignment and chatting online,&lt;br /&gt;I was summoned by the Director of MUFY  to go see her at 2.45 though,&lt;br /&gt;I was there on time (knowing me,thats a big deal =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She discussed a few things about my results and that they had wrongly recorded my results,&lt;br /&gt;It was actually higher than they recorded =P (Good News)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was walking out of the office,&lt;br /&gt;I met my maths teacher who told me i got full marks for the exam&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt belieave it,I asked him:&lt;br /&gt;"You very sure I got full marks?"&lt;br /&gt;And he looked at me smilling and laughing saying "Yes,you did"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like WTF!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thats my first full mark paper in my life!&lt;br /&gt;I told mum as soon as i got it,she was so happy she started talking to me about my lancer hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This calls for a celebration!&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to play futsal now,&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye fellow viewers! (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-500573279729511714?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/500573279729511714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-first-100-marks-paper.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/500573279729511714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/500573279729511714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-first-100-marks-paper.html' title='MY FIRST 100 MARKS PAPER!'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-2170050982239679468</id><published>2010-02-17T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T03:14:55.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonderful day at aussie~</title><content type='html'>spent the day with kenneth lau..&lt;br /&gt;sorry but i was having fun till i fergot to take pictures,my apologize (=&lt;br /&gt;anyways,we ran around melbourne city trying to find apartments to stay in when i come over during may/june/july and have found a few possible places..&lt;br /&gt;thanks so much for showing me around and teaching me the trams and stuff kenneth (=&lt;br /&gt;appreciate it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to play pool after we got tired and yea he still beat me,he's good lol..&lt;br /&gt;went to his house to watch tv on foxtel till my parents came and fetch me,i must say foxtel is good (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle sam took us to eat vietnamese at a restaurant,the pork chop was great,love it so much (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not in a really hyper mood today,dead tired from runing around town,to all my fellow viewers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight and sweet dreams (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-2170050982239679468?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2170050982239679468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/02/wonderful-day-at-aussie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/2170050982239679468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/2170050982239679468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/02/wonderful-day-at-aussie.html' title='wonderful day at aussie~'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-4470542483779868718</id><published>2010-02-16T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T07:31:08.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its 3a.m.</title><content type='html'>Its 3a.m i must be lonely..&lt;br /&gt;She's always worried bout things like that...&lt;br /&gt;but outside it starts raining~~~&lt;br /&gt;Well Yeah and she says BABEY~~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is from matchbox twenty,its called 3a.m.&lt;br /&gt;thaught it'd be perfect for a time like this (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. its 3a.m. and i'm cold.. cant sleep..&lt;br /&gt;there's no heaters in the room i'm sleeping in.&lt;br /&gt;how sad is that?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm actually really tired but i cant sleep cause its cold..&lt;br /&gt;so here i am online..&lt;br /&gt;cant find many people nice to talk to chat now&lt;br /&gt;so i'mma try to go to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was rather random for a post =P&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight fellow viewers~! (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-4470542483779868718?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4470542483779868718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-3am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/4470542483779868718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/4470542483779868718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-3am.html' title='its 3a.m.'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-5878818887839471582</id><published>2010-02-10T02:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T02:29:41.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Baaaaccckk!</title><content type='html'>Sorry fellow viewers for the lack of update and inconsistency,has been busy with exms and auditions lately..&lt;br /&gt;And still..&lt;br /&gt;The hell hasnt ended )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay.. anyways,here's a lil update bout me n what i've been up to (=&lt;br /&gt;I've been studying the past few days,till late in the nights,hard to believe i know ..&lt;br /&gt;and yeah i've been researching songs to play for the upcoming cimp talent night..&lt;br /&gt;I still have a globalisation assignment and a computer assignment to hand up ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways,I Found my accounts test rather problematic somehow,they twisted the questions,zzz.. Maths today was easy... and OH YEAH!... I MADE IT THROUGH AUDITIONS!!! (feels like american idol,lol).. Woohoo! .. and and.. the judges loved me and my band so much they told us to make sure we turn up on tht day (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.. oh yeah.. to all the love birds out there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is in the air..&lt;br /&gt;and most people couldnt care..&lt;br /&gt;but if i were to care..&lt;br /&gt;i'd definitely want a teddy bear! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random short poem,lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be spending valentines day on the airplane to Aussie anyway,haha.. what a lonely valentines ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A little private message: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just wanted you to know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'll be thinking of last year's valentines when i'm on the plane (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Another private message: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Porky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Daddy misses you alot .. and i'm not mad at you okay?.. Oink Oink ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-5878818887839471582?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5878818887839471582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-baaaaccckk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/5878818887839471582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/5878818887839471582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-baaaaccckk.html' title='I&apos;m Baaaaccckk!'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-845388376946712240</id><published>2010-02-05T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T04:58:53.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is to you</title><content type='html'>You were there for me through my heartbreaks,&lt;br /&gt;And you were there for me when I found my first love,&lt;br /&gt;you were always there to support me and get me out of trouble,&lt;br /&gt;showing me the lmits of life and telling me not to do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were like a friend but in a different way,&lt;br /&gt;a parents and a friend perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;but you were always warning me and limiting me,&lt;br /&gt;reminding me of the border lines i was about to cross..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that your gone,&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whether i might cross the line by accident,&lt;br /&gt;but that isnt important,&lt;br /&gt;i've made you worry enough and i know that the only way to end it,&lt;br /&gt;was to proove it to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Proove me wrong!"&lt;br /&gt;Those were the last words you whispered in my ear,&lt;br /&gt;there's more but i guess you didnt have time to finish it,&lt;br /&gt;But i promise you i'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish you all the best while your there,&lt;br /&gt;and may you find your comfort zone quickly,&lt;br /&gt;fit in with the crowd,&lt;br /&gt;and study hard..&lt;br /&gt;I know you will,&lt;br /&gt;you always did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is to you,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for always being there for me when i never saw what was going to hit me..&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-845388376946712240?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/845388376946712240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-is-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/845388376946712240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/845388376946712240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-is-to-you.html' title='This is to you'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-8402177199307340089</id><published>2010-02-04T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T05:13:26.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick!</title><content type='html'>I found myself looking on,&lt;br /&gt;ignoring all around me,&lt;br /&gt;looking at my friends around me,&lt;br /&gt;Havent spent a second of joy that i can have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got an accounts test on monday,maths test on wednesday,globalisation assignment to hand in by friday.. audition on tuesday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to shout out on stage once again,&lt;br /&gt;It'll be even louder this year,&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of rock'N'roll is back! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling sick.. or maybe tired..&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried..&lt;br /&gt;Not prepared for my accounts test at all..&lt;br /&gt;Might fail..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the airport now..&lt;br /&gt;A good friend is leaving..&lt;br /&gt;another farewell to attend..&lt;br /&gt;Chao! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music thats keeping me going: Lights out dancing - Ever the Optimist&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                           Worth the wait &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                          The Narrator&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-8402177199307340089?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8402177199307340089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/02/sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/8402177199307340089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/8402177199307340089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/02/sick.html' title='Sick!'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-6200283817751579096</id><published>2010-01-27T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T19:07:40.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Blew It</title><content type='html'>Its not that i'm not happy with the way you are,&lt;br /&gt;I never asked for improvement,&lt;br /&gt;I've always admired the way you are,&lt;br /&gt;Since before we even started dating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that nobody else can make me feel the way you make me feel,&lt;br /&gt;I've said it over and over,&lt;br /&gt;and you've heard it over and over,&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside you know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why i entertain myself with such nonsense is to replace the pain of losing you,&lt;br /&gt;I dont do it for my own entertaintment,&lt;br /&gt;And those that i do look at,&lt;br /&gt;doesnt even compare to you...&lt;br /&gt;Not even abit...&lt;br /&gt;Your still way above all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can search the world and not find one like you,&lt;br /&gt;the way you do it,&lt;br /&gt;nobody can do it the same,&lt;br /&gt;its you I LONG for,&lt;br /&gt;its you..&lt;br /&gt;its you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont get me wrong,&lt;br /&gt;I didnt mind falling into yr unplanned plan,&lt;br /&gt;I wish there were more coming for us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know whether you'll read this,&lt;br /&gt;But for all that's worth,&lt;br /&gt;Your Gorgeous,&lt;br /&gt;The G in your name stands for that,&lt;br /&gt;Please remember that &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-6200283817751579096?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6200283817751579096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-guess-i-blew-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/6200283817751579096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/6200283817751579096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-guess-i-blew-it.html' title='I Blew It'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-7801925337771230217</id><published>2010-01-26T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T06:10:28.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making memories</title><content type='html'>Had a talk with brother chee last night,I'm already facing the fact that i'll be going over to study with him..&lt;br /&gt;And what bout all my other friends?&lt;br /&gt;everyday i spend with them means alot to me now...&lt;br /&gt;Everything we do together,&lt;br /&gt;the times we spend together,&lt;br /&gt;I'm treasuring it...&lt;br /&gt; Cause i Know that this will be the last remaining good memories i'll have with them...&lt;br /&gt;We grew up together,we fought with each other on the way,we've seen all that we've gone through together..&lt;br /&gt;So rite now..&lt;br /&gt;Appreciating them is really important to me..&lt;br /&gt;Let's make memories (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i gotta start buffing up for aussie..&lt;br /&gt;Off to play football now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-7801925337771230217?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7801925337771230217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/01/making-memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/7801925337771230217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/7801925337771230217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/01/making-memories.html' title='Making memories'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-3397873337437484692</id><published>2010-01-22T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T20:22:53.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got robbed~</title><content type='html'>I was at asia cafe after a tiring game of futsal with some friends... we went in arnd 3.30 and came out arnd 5.30 in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next thing you knew it my friend was asking for his laptop,which he had placed under my car seat..&lt;br /&gt;at first we didnt pay mch attention to him,we thought it was just misplaced or some sort..&lt;br /&gt;But it took us awhile to realize that the window of my car was shatered and pieces were lying everywhere..&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I feel sad for my car but it still doesnt compare to losing a laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would post pictures of the incident but my phone is having some problems uploading..&lt;br /&gt;The lesson to learn is that never place expensive material in your car even if you think the robbers cant find it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the night in the police station and i'm very sleepy at the moment,but sadly i have to get my car fixed before my parents are back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for today,spreading the message so people dont make the same mistake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-3397873337437484692?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3397873337437484692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-got-robbed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/3397873337437484692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/3397873337437484692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-got-robbed.html' title='I got robbed~'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-820321771225122395</id><published>2010-01-21T02:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T02:35:37.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoyment</title><content type='html'>College has been pretty relaxing the past few days due to monash week.. Been having alot of fun with the bro's (Thanks guys!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams arent here yet so I guess there's still time to enjoy college (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta start revising soon though lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been playing facebook in fd maths class the past few days,i've been through fd maths so basically i finish the work fast before everyone and have alot of free time in fd maths class (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did all my work for today already,Looking forward to futsal tomorrow,MUFY games and hopefully the CIMP Performance Night,Havent been on stage for quite sometime now (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to enjoy the wonders of TV..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye world (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-820321771225122395?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/820321771225122395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/01/enjoyment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/820321771225122395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/820321771225122395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/01/enjoyment.html' title='Enjoyment'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-7109955189362468427</id><published>2010-01-20T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T08:52:08.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A song And a Fairlady</title><content type='html'>I made many promises to you.. some I failed to accomplish even after you've left me.. still i try hard to accomplish them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm studying,i'm doing my work,I dont skip classes,I'm working out.. I'm focused on my studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So believe me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song and a Fairlady.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-7109955189362468427?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7109955189362468427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/01/song-and-fairlady.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/7109955189362468427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/7109955189362468427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/01/song-and-fairlady.html' title='A song And a Fairlady'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-8455750622275928768</id><published>2009-11-01T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T04:24:01.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday To My Baby &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;C&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Wifey! Lol..&lt;br /&gt;With Lots of LuRVe From Me~! &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-8455750622275928768?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8455750622275928768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-to-my-baby-g-r-c-e-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/8455750622275928768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/8455750622275928768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-to-my-baby-g-r-c-e-happy.html' title='Happy Birthday To You!'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-7918795770987262889</id><published>2009-07-22T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T09:36:53.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A point to prove</title><content type='html'>Everyone has a point to prove,&lt;br /&gt;You and I,&lt;br /&gt;We all do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how perfect you may seem,&lt;br /&gt;something is always wrong,&lt;br /&gt;there's always something bad about what people think about you,&lt;br /&gt;Prove them wrong,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has a point to prove in life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prove yours now!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random post ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-7918795770987262889?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7918795770987262889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/07/point-to-prove.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/7918795770987262889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/7918795770987262889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/07/point-to-prove.html' title='A point to prove'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-1465470588018703565</id><published>2009-06-27T10:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T21:07:51.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me a direction..</title><content type='html'>I dont know how..&lt;br /&gt;I dont know where...&lt;br /&gt;I dont know whether i'll even make it..&lt;br /&gt;I need a guidance,an arrow saying "Go that way" perhaps,Lol...&lt;br /&gt;Anything...&lt;br /&gt;Wish I had someone to guide me..&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352061841376276610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/SkZX42cn8II/AAAAAAAAACg/XBNcNlcaZG4/s400/lost+with+no+direction.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never know what to do or where it leads you...&lt;br /&gt;You just go with trust in your heart and a mind set for a road...&lt;br /&gt;Sadly I dont have a road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RockstaR RaLpH till the end I guess,Back to persuing my dreams as a rockstar,Lol...&lt;br /&gt;My results are making me go crazy everynight&lt;br /&gt;Warning!!! I Might Snap (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to get some sleep now..GooDNight World (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-1465470588018703565?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1465470588018703565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/give-me-direction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/1465470588018703565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/1465470588018703565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/give-me-direction.html' title='Give me a direction..'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/SkZX42cn8II/AAAAAAAAACg/XBNcNlcaZG4/s72-c/lost+with+no+direction.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-6485111424057467774</id><published>2009-06-26T09:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T09:28:42.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragonica ~</title><content type='html'>Anyone who plays Dragonica feel free to add me up,my username is : Gralphcie&lt;br /&gt;Pleased to meet you ... Lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-6485111424057467774?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6485111424057467774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-dont-have-to-go-out-to-have-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/6485111424057467774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/6485111424057467774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-dont-have-to-go-out-to-have-fun.html' title='Dragonica ~'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-871370740062430821</id><published>2009-06-26T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T08:32:31.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wear your mask!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/SkTp_8DPF9I/AAAAAAAAACY/qFA3KdqnwNQ/s1600-h/flu_mask.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351659541883721682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/SkTp_8DPF9I/AAAAAAAAACY/qFA3KdqnwNQ/s400/flu_mask.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TO ALL SURVIVORS OUT THERE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can read this your propably still unharmed by the recent influenza A H1N1,piggy flu . . . Put on your mask protect yourself from getting it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The disease has surrounded subang jaya,I dunno how long it'll take for it to come but i'm scared .. Lol... To everyone out there...wear your masks before its too late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little message to everyone (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-871370740062430821?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/871370740062430821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/wear-your-mask.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/871370740062430821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/871370740062430821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/wear-your-mask.html' title='Wear your mask!'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/SkTp_8DPF9I/AAAAAAAAACY/qFA3KdqnwNQ/s72-c/flu_mask.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-1781203589460566421</id><published>2009-06-25T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T08:09:46.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To the best girlfriend in the world</title><content type='html'>I may not have the results,&lt;br /&gt;I admit it felt me with full of doubts,&lt;br /&gt;It almost got me to shout,&lt;br /&gt;which was rather loud,&lt;br /&gt;But I do know one thing...&lt;br /&gt;One thing...&lt;br /&gt;This one thing...&lt;br /&gt;Is that you'll always stand out in MY crowd ~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not have the best results,But I learnt today that I have the greatest girlfriend in the world that'll support me till the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for you &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-1781203589460566421?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1781203589460566421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-best-girlfriend-in-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/1781203589460566421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/1781203589460566421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-best-girlfriend-in-world.html' title='To the best girlfriend in the world'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-6153181599704638002</id><published>2009-06-25T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:48:25.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Left Behind</title><content type='html'>June 25th ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day i've been waiting for..&lt;br /&gt;I wont be joining...&lt;br /&gt;Back to class A...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens to people like me ...&lt;br /&gt;I can hear the word stupid just outside my door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody say something nice for me to hear..&lt;br /&gt;I'm bleeding inside...&lt;br /&gt;so this is how it feels like ... Excellent .. pure excellence&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-6153181599704638002?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6153181599704638002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/left-behind.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/6153181599704638002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/6153181599704638002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/left-behind.html' title='Left Behind'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-1684671154636537138</id><published>2009-06-23T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T21:25:25.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Trailers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/SkGqrnlF1_I/AAAAAAAAABw/3DrB-r34RbU/s1600-h/transformers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350745498628511730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/SkGqrnlF1_I/AAAAAAAAABw/3DrB-r34RbU/s400/transformers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been watching the trailers and reading the books for too long! ... finally I managed to get tickets to watch transformers revenge of the fallen! Happy Me ... Bye Bye~ (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-1684671154636537138?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1684671154636537138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-more-trailers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/1684671154636537138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/1684671154636537138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-more-trailers.html' title='No More Trailers'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/SkGqrnlF1_I/AAAAAAAAABw/3DrB-r34RbU/s72-c/transformers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-6376885956806673305</id><published>2009-06-19T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T04:25:57.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a littler simpler</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Whatever happen to the days where cowboys were cool... where simply playing the guitar by the side of the road... the cowboy hats and sutff... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348998209860551458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 85px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/Sjt1iBrwQyI/AAAAAAAAABo/UkLLejIf4gw/s400/cowboy+hat+on+guitar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yeah~ I wanna be there ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a simple guy,I despise complication ... I have my limits,piss me off and I'll Fuck You upside down.. I Swear it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-6376885956806673305?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6376885956806673305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-littler-simpler.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/6376885956806673305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/6376885956806673305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-littler-simpler.html' title='Just a littler simpler'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/Sjt1iBrwQyI/AAAAAAAAABo/UkLLejIf4gw/s72-c/cowboy+hat+on+guitar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-209584008390051609</id><published>2009-06-15T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T07:18:50.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays . . . Let's Blog</title><content type='html'>Right now... I'm missing somebody really bad that i've gotten sick... Could be swine flu.. There I just sneezed again .. Lol (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Holidays are relaxing (: ... Simply love it,staying up late at night,sleeping in the day living in the night.. Lol...The whole world is my time... I'm enjoying it the fullest,Hope everyone else is too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been spending alot of time playing foosball lately,amazing how it seems so fun . . . Lol . . . Going out with my bro's... Starbucks,Murni,Foosball,Driving around and spending time playing games online together,that kinda stuff... Just having fun ... Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My holidays are fun n relaxing,glad I dont have to wake up to go to college these few days,its so tiring ..  lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone else,Happy Holidays! (:&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy It Before It's Too Late.. Have Fun! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-209584008390051609?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/209584008390051609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-holidays-lets-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/209584008390051609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/209584008390051609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-holidays-lets-blog.html' title='Happy Holidays . . . Let&apos;s Blog'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-3243020568259506965</id><published>2009-05-23T23:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T23:08:42.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking The Rules Just For Laughs (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/ShjjhgLMUTI/AAAAAAAAABg/Hka1t8_94cs/s1600-h/bodo+bro+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339267522959790386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/ShjjhgLMUTI/AAAAAAAAABg/Hka1t8_94cs/s400/bodo+bro+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Please Do Not Use The Piano ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/ShjjZzUogpI/AAAAAAAAABY/fNZAHL8nUgQ/s1600-h/bodo+bro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339267390660706962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/ShjjZzUogpI/AAAAAAAAABY/fNZAHL8nUgQ/s400/bodo+bro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thank You For Not Sitting ~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life can be pretty boring at times,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's when we humans do things like this (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-3243020568259506965?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3243020568259506965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/05/breaking-rules-just-for-laughs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/3243020568259506965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/3243020568259506965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/05/breaking-rules-just-for-laughs.html' title='Breaking The Rules Just For Laughs (:'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/ShjjhgLMUTI/AAAAAAAAABg/Hka1t8_94cs/s72-c/bodo+bro+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-1265602917715708310</id><published>2009-05-10T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T08:24:19.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Shot</title><content type='html'>My heart keeps beating me senselessly,&lt;br /&gt;why does everything has to be so intense with me? Lol...&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to handle all the some predictability and all propability,&lt;br /&gt;The chances that we won't make it but I know as far I'll take it,&lt;br /&gt;There's a chance (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a chance on this thing that we started,&lt;br /&gt;Don't think we saw it comming,&lt;br /&gt;It asked for our involvement,&lt;br /&gt;It asked for our commitment,&lt;br /&gt;It's a long shot,&lt;br /&gt;If I say forget it I know I'll regret it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facing my tests this week with a BIG FAT LOL FACE! (:&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside my heart I know i'm gonna fail xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-1265602917715708310?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1265602917715708310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/05/long-shot.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/1265602917715708310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/1265602917715708310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/05/long-shot.html' title='Long Shot'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-483247178011120230</id><published>2009-05-09T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T11:23:15.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>Don't forget to do something for your mom's today,&lt;br /&gt;Its that day again,&lt;br /&gt;The day you be thankful she gave bith to you,lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep again,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing feels real to me anymore,&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to talk to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Save me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-483247178011120230?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/483247178011120230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/05/sleeplesss-nights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/483247178011120230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/483247178011120230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/05/sleeplesss-nights.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-3026019933208783398</id><published>2009-05-09T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T07:20:15.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learn To Live With Each Other</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hy do we hurt each other,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We say things that leave scars in one another,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We do things that we regret doing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We do things that hurt others,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We say we love them but deep down we still hurt them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;verall,I wouldnt say the world is turned upside down yet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eally speaking,I still believe that there are good people out there,people who havent lost their minds to peer pressure,I don't blame those who have,the world has gone crazy anyway,why shouldnt they...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;astly,I just wanted to say,the world has got me thinking every minute of my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ig up a hole in my heart and throw everything into it like a garbage dump...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sorry,It's not that i'm being negative... Open your eyes and look around at what your doing,The world is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SCreWeD&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333828191625318706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 121px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/SgWQev7KkTI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_i2g-KQqPSg/s400/screwed.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Learn To Live With Each Other Cause We're Stuck Together Forever On This Earth And There's Nothing We Can Do About It!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-3026019933208783398?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3026019933208783398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/05/learn-to-live-with-each-other.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/3026019933208783398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/3026019933208783398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/05/learn-to-live-with-each-other.html' title='Learn To Live With Each Other'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/SgWQev7KkTI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_i2g-KQqPSg/s72-c/screwed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-5733619029344223993</id><published>2009-05-08T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:39:00.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blow The Candles Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/SgRf7TVpN8I/AAAAAAAAABI/uTiLRoTuZq0/s1600-h/IMAGE_488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333493331121485762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/SgRf7TVpN8I/AAAAAAAAABI/uTiLRoTuZq0/s400/IMAGE_488.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;lack and white is all i'm seeing now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The power lines went out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I don't really care at all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Not answering my phone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It looks like sorrow tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm beginning to see the light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm all alone tonight but I think i'll be alright... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333491912880683746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/SgReov-r-uI/AAAAAAAAABA/1q5Jt9Xcu2I/s400/candles+heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                             &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; Blow The Left And&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I'll&lt;/span&gt; Blow The Right (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Its Lights out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I Couldnt see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When it was you and me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I Hope Your Okay (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That's the end of my Second Anniversary...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I had fun and loved my present...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So let's blow the candles out for today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We'll light it again next month on this same day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Till the next one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sleep Tight N GooDNighT World (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-5733619029344223993?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5733619029344223993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/05/blow-candles-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/5733619029344223993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/5733619029344223993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/05/blow-candles-out.html' title='Blow The Candles Out'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/SgRf7TVpN8I/AAAAAAAAABI/uTiLRoTuZq0/s72-c/IMAGE_488.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-3754894578165018736</id><published>2009-05-01T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T10:26:25.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swing swing from the tables of my heart ~</title><content type='html'>Emotions swing like a spinning wheel of fate,&lt;br /&gt;The tables turn when your feeling down,&lt;br /&gt;The tables also turn when your feeling high,&lt;br /&gt;Lol... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330907882120026130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/SfsweXQYGBI/AAAAAAAAAA4/9tItboqBscQ/s400/heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when it all stops turning,&lt;br /&gt;That's the moment when you know your with your special someone who makes you feel right (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-3754894578165018736?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3754894578165018736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/05/swing-swing-from-table-of-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/3754894578165018736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/3754894578165018736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/05/swing-swing-from-table-of-my-heart.html' title='Swing swing from the tables of my heart ~'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/SfsweXQYGBI/AAAAAAAAAA4/9tItboqBscQ/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-1509997008137621843</id><published>2009-04-30T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T12:03:09.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy Come Easy Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;s the world we live in continues to spin,we move/change ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nobody likes changes unless your uncomfortable with the way your living or your fcking life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm just bored and crapping...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's LABOUR DAY ... Finally,Some Sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Go0DNigHT WorLd ~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-1509997008137621843?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1509997008137621843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/04/easy-come-easy-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/1509997008137621843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/1509997008137621843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/04/easy-come-easy-go.html' title='Easy Come Easy Go'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-1938896790638548439</id><published>2009-04-28T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T08:31:11.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling twice as hard for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/SfcgHQBEXEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ErSYRqaLLao/s1600-h/IMAGE_486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329763992946891842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/SfcgHQBEXEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ErSYRqaLLao/s400/IMAGE_486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm falling twice as hard for my &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Chubby Cheeks Baby Pie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Told you I love my girl (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-1938896790638548439?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1938896790638548439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/04/falling-twice-as-hard-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/1938896790638548439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/1938896790638548439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/04/falling-twice-as-hard-for-you.html' title='Falling twice as hard for you'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/SfcgHQBEXEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ErSYRqaLLao/s72-c/IMAGE_486.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-5562703650426669723</id><published>2009-04-27T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T10:47:48.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Biggest Jerk In The World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;If you ever pay a visit to this blog &lt;/span&gt;... I just wanted you to know... I never loved anyone more than I loved you in my life... I loved you with all my heart,you may not believe it,but that doesnt matter anymore ... I've never met a girl that can keep me awake the way your making me now... God blessed me with a girl like you,I didnt treasure you,I broke your heart,I'm the biggest jerk in the world ... I'll miss that cute laughter of yours and the way your always disturbing me,the way your always fighting for the bill with me,the way your always chasing me to class,all that stuff we did together... I'll miss everything about you... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know the pain I caused you is unbearable and i'm sorry,I'd mend it back for you if you gave me the chance but I don't think you can forgive me for what i've done... I'll learn to treasure what I have from now on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why are we in a relationship you asked?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's because I fell in love with a girl I never think I'd find in my lifetime... I'm sorry you couldnt say the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just wrote a song about you,its called "&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When The Right Time Comes&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I shed a tear was when my dog died,thanks for being there for me that time too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329423732723557250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/SfXqpf6GI4I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Te38EXXCux8/s400/crying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'm sorry you had to meet a jerk like me,I'll Miss You-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-5562703650426669723?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5562703650426669723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-fell-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/5562703650426669723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/5562703650426669723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-fell-in-love.html' title='The Biggest Jerk In The World'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hqFf_aDR5PQ/SfXqpf6GI4I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Te38EXXCux8/s72-c/crying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-3085317213069140408</id><published>2009-04-22T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T19:35:23.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm Messing With Fire I Can't Handle...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-3085317213069140408?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3085317213069140408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-messing-with-fire-i-cant-handle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/3085317213069140408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/3085317213069140408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-messing-with-fire-i-cant-handle.html' title=''/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-4258581046689021040</id><published>2009-04-15T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T09:14:50.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a "P"erfect Day</title><content type='html'>After A Year Of Illegally Sneaking The Car Out And Road Running,I Finally Got My "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;" License Today,I'm Finally Legal To See The World,At Least Most Of Malaysia That Is .. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything Was Going Perfectly Fine,Mum Even Let Me Use Her Car Without Having To Argue This Time,Lol ... I Even Drove To College With A Real Happy Mood,A Mood That I Feel Every Once In A Blue Moon,A Mood I Treasure ALOT (Aren't I Nuts? xD),Haha ..What An Excellent Day It Was Indeed (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;UNTIL!&lt;/span&gt; I Hit This Car That Was Parked Behind Me ... I Admit It Was My Fault...But Why?!?! .. After Driving Illegally For A Year I've Never Even Scratched My Car Before,Why Now? Was It Really Because I Was Boasting About How Good I Am At Not Scratching My Car Today? God Perhaps? Lol .. Someone Tell Me Please? Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Moral Value I Learnt Today Is To Keep Your Mouth Shut Whether Your Good Or Just A Boaster Like Me xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Was A Really Ironic Day For Me ... Neway,I Have College Tomorrow,Gotta Get Some Sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;GooDNighT WorLD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-4258581046689021040?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4258581046689021040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-perfect-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/4258581046689021040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/4258581046689021040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-perfect-day.html' title='What a &quot;P&quot;erfect Day'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705711339954946858.post-6384883542961039316</id><published>2009-03-31T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T08:05:22.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>firstly</title><content type='html'>dis blog was created so sum1  would actualli start blogging after trying 2 convince him 2 start 1 but he felt was gay 2 blog. im not sure how often would he blog n applogize 2 future readers bout how updated it will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we'll c how it goes kay?&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;so i'll tel u bout d owner of dis blog as an introduction.&lt;br /&gt; firstly he is a musician, a not bad 1. he's shy..&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i think. or just anti social. lol...i cant figure dat out. n from nw on,he'll b blogging.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                              &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so enjoy readers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1705711339954946858-6384883542961039316?l=life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6384883542961039316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/03/firstly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/6384883542961039316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1705711339954946858/posts/default/6384883542961039316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-a-living-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/03/firstly.html' title='firstly'/><author><name>Ralph Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414954717263173928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
