<?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-13996754</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:55:41.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>come fly with me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>aj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10984925620180845700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a64/airApparent/closeupHooded.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996754.post-114631657625996227</id><published>2006-04-29T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T21:16:16.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bittersweet symphony</title><content type='html'>(i wrote it for the instrumental version of fort minor's "remember the name", its on the bottom of this page, chek it out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da radical transition from dream to reality, a broken spirit trapped within a living tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;It’s war of the worlds, an unending swirl, a manic depressive jus exploring his own world&lt;br /&gt;Now ride wit me on dis, it’s a lil insane, a lil mind bendin, like a life n death game&lt;br /&gt;But ders onli so much one man can take, u can onli push so far before a lethal mistake&lt;br /&gt;Leaves a gap in yo heart or a hole in yo head, either way, physically or mentally, its bound 2 leav u dead&lt;br /&gt;Life’s a bittersweet symphony, an undulatin ride, mine’s more like a tragic story dat keeps killin me inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little bit of love n a little bit of hate,&lt;br /&gt;a little more will than i can negotiate,&lt;br /&gt;a little push here n a little nudge ther,&lt;br /&gt;a little dream to follow n a little help n care&lt;br /&gt;a little voice in ma head that says dont giv up, &lt;br /&gt;a little break from all the depressin stuff&lt;br /&gt;a little shoulda to lean on n warmth from ma hunny&lt;br /&gt;da final sum of all o' dat's ma bittersweet symphony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At every turn, another mistake, at every dawn a new day breaks, wat da new day holds aint no surprise to me, more mistakes, more wrong moves, more insanity&lt;br /&gt;Like a carousel, it keeps goin round n round, same cases, different faces, dey jus keep pullin me down&lt;br /&gt;Into da darkest reaches, hell hath no fury, ma deepest indignations leave hangin doubts in da jury&lt;br /&gt;M I right or wrong, m I livin dis song, is da whole world against me or m I jus takin maself down&lt;br /&gt;m i jus pushin too hard, pushin too strong, pushin too much against an immovable force&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little bit of love n a little bit of hate,&lt;br /&gt;a little more will than i can negotiate,&lt;br /&gt;a little push here n a little nudge ther,&lt;br /&gt;a little dream to follow n a little help n care&lt;br /&gt;a little voice in ma head that says dont giv up, &lt;br /&gt;a little break from all the depressin stuff&lt;br /&gt;a little shoulda to lean on n warmth from ma hunny&lt;br /&gt;da final sum of all o' dat's ma bittersweet symphony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lemme take u bak to the day, the initial step into the way things r right now, the initial few steps that brought me this far,made me who i am n made us who we are&lt;br /&gt;day after day, night after night, thers things i regret n urges i must fight, to carry on in this land wher everythin's controlled, from the minut ur first born up to the minute ur dead cold&lt;br /&gt;we all take risks, every time we take a breath, who knows what chemical agents could end up leavin us dead, we all gotta watch our backs, nobody's got it covered, its a heartless world, the thoughts make me shudder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little bit of love n a little bit of hate,&lt;br /&gt;a little more will than i can negotiate,&lt;br /&gt;a little push here n a little nudge ther,&lt;br /&gt;a little dream to follow n a little help n care&lt;br /&gt;a little voice in ma head that says dont giv up, &lt;br /&gt;a little break from all the depressin stuff&lt;br /&gt;a little shoulda to lean on n warmth from ma hunny&lt;br /&gt;da final sum of all o' dat's ma bittersweet symphony&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996754-114631657625996227?l=mcscarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/114631657625996227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996754&amp;postID=114631657625996227' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/114631657625996227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/114631657625996227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/2006/04/bittersweet-symphony.html' title='bittersweet symphony'/><author><name>aj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10984925620180845700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a64/airApparent/closeupHooded.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996754.post-114526109337617704</id><published>2006-04-17T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T16:04:53.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need help wit...</title><content type='html'>...learnin flares, windmills n back flips, if anybody can help me step by step, i'd appreciate it a lot, plz holla at mi, thanx...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996754-114526109337617704?l=mcscarlett.blogspot.com' 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src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a64/airApparent/closeupHooded.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996754.post-114508017289856742</id><published>2006-04-15T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T13:49:32.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need a happy place...</title><content type='html'>a grave digger, a distant figure, a figment of ma mind, a pill2freeze time,&lt;br /&gt;a reason for treason and divinity defined&lt;br /&gt;an illegible letter, a broken go-getter, &lt;br /&gt;a hopelessly romantic criminal with no aim in life, no direciton, &lt;br /&gt;completely blind, blinded by the simplicity and ease of ignorance, &lt;br /&gt;ignorance is bliss, den why dismiss da ignorant, why not jus ignore da ignorant, let em liv in bliss, &lt;br /&gt;let me liv ma life, lemme face my strides n pay for ma own flaws in ma own time, &lt;br /&gt;lemme be, damit, leme see damit, leme know wher i'l go when i go da way i go cuz its a noshow, &lt;br /&gt;a pointless no show if u push me too hard, i'ma push bak, i aint gonna respond positively to dat, &lt;br /&gt;i aint gonna go nowher, jus keep holdin bak, &lt;br /&gt;go on, try it, try all u want, u already do, n u see it aint workin, u stil push more n more fool, &lt;br /&gt;ders a point wen u gotta realize, i aint gonna b ur dream, i aint gonna fulfill wat u fantasize, i may jus end up losin, losin bad, losin it all jus cuz i didnt use da time i had, but hey, so b it, &lt;br /&gt;i'ma pay for it, let me find ma own way for it, i'ma b gladder everyday for it, i'd rather jus not live another day for it, &lt;br /&gt;but i got sumthn goin, i got a littl pride of ma own n a littl bit o love inflowin, i got a life, &lt;br /&gt;a life i liv everyday dat u barely even know about, barely even see, barely even understand, &lt;br /&gt;u got no clue bout da way i feel, i been to rock bottom n bak, now i'm bak at rock, no choice, &lt;br /&gt;its da way, it sucks, but dats ma life, depression n agony, frustration n fallacy, &lt;br /&gt;tryin2b sumwun i aint, tryin2hard2 attain wat i cant, too much, too much pain, not enough gain, &lt;br /&gt;no way, i'm goin insane, losin it now, wanna walk out, wanna stop it all n end it wit one loud shout, &lt;br /&gt;one loud scream as da round enters ma brain, puts an abrupt end2it, i dunno why i'd even try 2prove it, &lt;br /&gt;why i try2prove em wrong, why i cant run down2da end of dis song, why i cant write no more, why ma mind freezes n blocks up in da cold, &lt;br /&gt;why i see wat i see wen its dark n wat i hear wen everyone els feels a silence n why i freeze in da summer n burn in da winter n why i go blind when i most need ma sight n why i lose ma mind wen i most need2decide n why ma heart goes missin wen i need2follow ma heart n why i stop dreamin wen i need dreams 2 liv up2, &lt;br /&gt;its all a tragic misguidance in da universe, an unrhymin verse, an illogical progression, a terrible indigestion, &lt;br /&gt;spontaneous combustion followed by pointless decapatation of ma memories n fantasies n tragedies n i jus sit n stare at dese, stare at da walls, stare at da words, stare at da big black hearse, &lt;br /&gt;stare at da sky in da middl of da night n see no stars, see no sun at da break of dawn, see no reason to carry on, no reason to carry on, no, i see no reason to carry on&lt;br /&gt;...o wait, maybe sumthin could help me...ah, who m i kiddin, think i stand a chance? a chance in hell? &lt;br /&gt;maybe if it froze over, huh? lemme hav a quik word wit da devil, maybe he'll turn on da freezer, &lt;br /&gt;maybe he'll answer wat i need here, maybe he'll noe wat i shud do nex, maybe...ah, fuk it, &lt;br /&gt;dis is bullshit, i'ma stand ba ma faith, ma faith in the righteous one n ma girl, n ma own littl world, &lt;br /&gt;wher i can b happy, i got ma happy place, long as no one burns it down, i'ma try escapin2it weneva i can, &lt;br /&gt;weneva i feel like i'ma drown on dry land, i'll see her face n see the stars n see the moon n sun n even spot mars in the clear sky, the beautiful night, with her ba ma side, starin up in2 the heavens, dats ma happy place, i gotta go now...i got a moon2chek out now...cya folks, hope i don die out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996754-114508017289856742?l=mcscarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/114508017289856742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996754&amp;postID=114508017289856742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/114508017289856742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/114508017289856742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-need-happy-place.html' title='i need a happy place...'/><author><name>aj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10984925620180845700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a64/airApparent/closeupHooded.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996754.post-114507987886924196</id><published>2006-04-15T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T21:20:00.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ilLOGICal (work in progress)</title><content type='html'>illogical, illogical, this shit's gettin so inaudible,&lt;br /&gt;somebody, quick, throw me a mike, lemme express ma deepest thoughts tonight&lt;br /&gt;lemme take yall to the darkest corners, the deepest trenches, yeah i'l do u the honor, take ur que number n sit on the benches&lt;br /&gt;u'l get a glimpse of reality, a touch of tragedy, a pinch of insanity, beware of da brutality&lt;br /&gt;so come fly with me, yea get high with me, for all u noe ur even bout2die with me&lt;br /&gt;come see the dark side with me, lets walk through the portal in2ma mind, so suicidal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why even try when we all gonna die, wats da deal with livin this life,&lt;br /&gt;wats up wit all da haenous lies n rotten demise&lt;br /&gt;and mindless murders, rapes, gang wars n suicides&lt;br /&gt;why push on when ur jus pushin to ur own grave&lt;br /&gt;why carry on when ur gonna end up nailed wit a stake&lt;br /&gt;why giv a fuk anymore if no1els cares&lt;br /&gt;why force urself2change2fit in everywher&lt;br /&gt;why bother smilin when thers so many reasons2frown&lt;br /&gt;why bother stayin afloat wen ders so many reasons to drown&lt;br /&gt;why go on day after day, work night after night,&lt;br /&gt;earn money, get rich, n den lose it all in a fight&lt;br /&gt;frightened of the dark, frightened of the night,&lt;br /&gt;freaked out by ur own reflection at instant sight&lt;br /&gt;watchin ur bak, alone in the rain&lt;br /&gt;ur mind goin wild, drivin u crazy insane&lt;br /&gt;who ever said thers always ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;many jus feel the latter, strugglin in testin times,&lt;br /&gt;strugglin to open their eyes, strugglin2even survive&lt;br /&gt;every single day is a battle against the elements,&lt;br /&gt;we brought it upon ourselves so lets quit blamin the irrelevants&lt;br /&gt;take it all in perspective, its a senseless incentive&lt;br /&gt;to strive4success n end up ashes to ashes&lt;br /&gt;if one rotten apple can spoil the whole bunch,&lt;br /&gt;we in4sum serious shit once da spoilin's done&lt;br /&gt;cuz thers no way that ther'll ever b a day&lt;br /&gt;wher animals n ppl n da planet can run astray&lt;br /&gt;without the fear of dyin a brutal death&lt;br /&gt;n no reasons to break a sweat&lt;br /&gt;nomatter how much we try, no matter how far we go,&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the line's a hearse for you&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day, it gets darker fool,&lt;br /&gt;at the end of it all, we gonna end up dead...cold...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996754-114507987886924196?l=mcscarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/114507987886924196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996754&amp;postID=114507987886924196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/114507987886924196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/114507987886924196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/2006/04/illogical-work-in-progress.html' title='ilLOGICal (work in progress)'/><author><name>aj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10984925620180845700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a64/airApparent/closeupHooded.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996754.post-114334726057377433</id><published>2006-03-26T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T12:27:40.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>luv dat song ^^ stuk in mi head lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dksP621fLGk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dksP621fLGk" 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head lol'/><author><name>aj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10984925620180845700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a64/airApparent/closeupHooded.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996754.post-114276209005742314</id><published>2006-03-19T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T17:57:17.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lowest point of my life...therz stil a light...she's holds it up4me...thank you hunny...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6438/1252/1600/hunnydid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6438/1252/320/hunnydid.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m goin thru such bad depression rite now...tough time in the army, dam tough...others seem2b abl2cope with it but guess i really m jus too chicken :( dunno how2cope with it, i need my guardian angel sooo badly...m soo glad shez ther4mii!!! :) dunno how2thank her! she made this! isnt it sooo sweeet??  she givz me the strength2carry on...i hope i'll b abl2...sounds stupid cuz like every singaporean apparently goes thru it n all but sispec is seriously braekin me...no1noes until they're livin it, so if u r n u think its cool, i salute u...i cant take it...i've gotten in2a lotta troubl cuz of how bad m hatin it but got no choice...hav2complete it...in bout 9 weeks i'll hav my 3rd stripe n b dun with the course, then HOPEFULLY things wil get better, rite now m breakin down like all da fukin time. if u read this baby, thank u so much4bein ther4me hun...really...hope i can repay u4ur suuport...thank you! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996754-114276209005742314?l=mcscarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a64/airApparent/closeupHooded.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996754.post-114091834058222018</id><published>2006-02-26T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T09:45:40.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody to hold</title><content type='html'>everybody noes, thers onli 1life&lt;br /&gt;everybody needs a hand to hold on to&lt;br /&gt;everybody sees the dark n bright side&lt;br /&gt;everybody needs somebody els to talk to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when its cold, when its scary, when its dark, &lt;br /&gt;when fear's flarin, u need dat special person (u need somebody to hold)&lt;br /&gt;but when its blindin, when love needs findin, when ur mind is jus remindin&lt;br /&gt;of everythin dat goes untold (u need somebody to hold) &lt;br /&gt;when everybody's starin, n bright lights r blarin, &lt;br /&gt;n ur so lost dat u could die (u need somebody to hold)&lt;br /&gt;n when u noe u cant go any further if u stand all alone,&lt;br /&gt;dats wen u noe dat u really (need somebody to hold)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took ma chances, played with romances,&lt;br /&gt;picked one after the other, but never had this&lt;br /&gt;i'm stuck on dis one, aint budgin now&lt;br /&gt;i'd giv it all up jus 2 stick it out&lt;br /&gt;aint never come this close, gone this far&lt;br /&gt;done so much, tattooed my heart&lt;br /&gt;with her name, with her life&lt;br /&gt;held on2 her like it wuz fate dat nite&lt;br /&gt;dat brought us 2getha, made us meet&lt;br /&gt;2 b honest wit u, its kinda neat&lt;br /&gt;kinda wicked da way shit jus works out sometimes&lt;br /&gt;u think aint no chance, n badabing, badaboom, badabam&lt;br /&gt;it all falls in2 place, it all jus takes shape&lt;br /&gt;things move too fast to stop n think str8&lt;br /&gt;but u jus noe inside of u dat ur doin it right&lt;br /&gt;dat ders magic in da night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody noes, thers onli 1life&lt;br /&gt;everybody needs a hand to hold on to&lt;br /&gt;everybody sees the dark n bright side&lt;br /&gt;everybody needs somebody els to talk to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dis person could b da missin piece to ur life&lt;br /&gt;could fill ur void n make u get high&lt;br /&gt;on the simplest things, sunshine n moonlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make u see urself so magically bright&lt;br /&gt;make u play a happier tune for ur life&lt;br /&gt;giv u a reason to push, a reason to strive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the strength to carry on n get through each night&lt;br /&gt;when things jus don seem 2 b goin right&lt;br /&gt;its a fairytale come to life, a rythym dats jus right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a dream dat may never die, it unlocks da beauty inside&lt;br /&gt;blurs everythin dats wrong n right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thers so much to fight for, so much to try for, so much to work for n so much to die for&lt;br /&gt;you gotta work to keep a good thing goin, in life&lt;br /&gt;you gotta push sometimes, beyond your limits, u gotta exceed ur best n outdo the finest,&lt;br /&gt;you gotta sacrifice n appologize n see things from the other person's eyes &lt;br /&gt;cuz u noe dat at the end o da day, a tiny mess up could rip things up inevitably&lt;br /&gt;u noe that love is a fragile rose, an easily breakable sanctuary,&lt;br /&gt;painful at times and full of fury, deadly like poison but the sweetest honey,&lt;br /&gt;a risk worth taking for everybody, a chance of breakin souls n infuriatin those u may love the most&lt;br /&gt;n really need to hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody noes, thers onli 1life&lt;br /&gt;everybody needs a hand to hold on to&lt;br /&gt;everybody sees the dark n bright side&lt;br /&gt;everybody needs somebody els to talk to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when its cold, when its scary, when its dark, &lt;br /&gt;when fear's flarin, u need dat special person (u need somebody to hold)&lt;br /&gt;but when its blindin, when love needs findin, when ur mind is jus remindin&lt;br /&gt;of everythin dat goes untold (u need somebody to hold) &lt;br /&gt;when everybody's starin, n bright lights r blarin, &lt;br /&gt;n ur so lost dat u could die (u need somebody to hold)&lt;br /&gt;n when u noe u cant go any further if u stand all alone,&lt;br /&gt;dats wen u noe dat u really (need somebody to hold)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996754-114091834058222018?l=mcscarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/114091834058222018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996754&amp;postID=114091834058222018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/114091834058222018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/114091834058222018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/2006/02/somebody-to-hold.html' title='Somebody to hold'/><author><name>aj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10984925620180845700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a64/airApparent/closeupHooded.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996754.post-112996738170925459</id><published>2005-10-22T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T15:49:41.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>field training</title><content type='html'>wow...out field training starts this week! monday to sunday - in da jungle! argh! 16hrs a day in camo, 24/7 in skeletal battle order &gt;_&lt; fukd for good. wel...its'll b one heck of an experience! at da end of it, we hav2 leopard crawl n back crawl under a line of live machine gun fire and barbed wire for like 75meters...oh boy...lol wel, yeah, so far survivin...howz da civillian life, ya'l? i misss itttt :( :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996754-112996738170925459?l=mcscarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/112996738170925459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996754&amp;postID=112996738170925459' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/112996738170925459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/112996738170925459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/2005/10/field-training.html' title='field training'/><author><name>aj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10984925620180845700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a64/airApparent/closeupHooded.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996754.post-112745108151746771</id><published>2005-09-23T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T12:51:21.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first book out! :)</title><content type='html'>hey guys...sup sup. hav been released as of las nite, until sunday 8:30pm. aint as bad as i expected. bloody hard on us physically and psychologically but m copin jus fine so far. wuz sorta hell-ish bein confined these 2 weeks, really missd certain ppl n things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wuz real easy makin good frenz n all. not yet got in2 da juicy part of it, stil jus physical training. m in taurus company btw. r platoon (4) has pretty good commanders though, lucky. some others really do get treated like shit. i sorta like da whole physical regime, pretty intense n effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on da whole, a dangin hard life, a lotta shit 2 consume, a lotta limits 2 b tested, but combining a positiv attitude wit good friend makin skillz n a lotta washing powder, u'll pull thru. no biggy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[oh, n da malay commands aint 2 hard 2 get used 2 n recognise by bout da first week, considering i hadnt a clue 2 begin wit. jus go wit da flo]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996754-112745108151746771?l=mcscarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/112745108151746771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>wow....ns iz here....</title><content type='html'>aite, here it is...sept. 8th...2 days away....i go in2 national frikin service...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wel, its 3 weeks witout steppin out n den i think i get out every weekend. so yeah, i did think it wuz first 3 months not steppin out so aint as bad atleast -_-" but but but stillllll.......m a lil nervous, a lil anxious n actually a lil excited 2. i mean comeon, its my onli hope, if i think 2 negativ, ma ass is toast for da nex 2 yrs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait 2 get thru da first 3 weeks though...m guessin it'll resemble hell in a few ways. no no, wait, POSITIVE, positive....ah, it'll b a sinch... :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wel i wil let yall noe asap how it went after dese 3 weeks. wish me luck...pleeeeez....say a wee lil prayer 2 if ya can ^^ n kindly drop in sum reassuring remakrs, wil yal? thanx :) buh-byee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996754-112598039980144100?l=mcscarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/112598039980144100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996754&amp;postID=112598039980144100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/112598039980144100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/112598039980144100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/2005/09/wowns-iz-here.html' title='wow....ns iz here....'/><author><name>aj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10984925620180845700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a64/airApparent/closeupHooded.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996754.post-112377157621657416</id><published>2005-08-11T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T13:10:28.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elemental storm (COMPLETED)</title><content type='html'>Elemental disillusions of the regimental storm,&lt;br /&gt;Appalling revelations, changing rights in2 wrongs,&lt;br /&gt;Like the fatal dragonâ€™s breath, it spreads over the planet,&lt;br /&gt;Threatenin to consume every man dat thinkin he donâ€™t have it&lt;br /&gt;Itâ€™s a mouthful for yall but u jus gotta swallow&lt;br /&gt;Like a medicine u donâ€™t like, but itâ€™ll drown out the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard you try, u cant let go of it now&lt;br /&gt;Its too late, u been trapped, but lemme show u a way out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thru the rain and lightning u gotta look for the calm&lt;br /&gt;The eye of the storm wil do the least harm&lt;br /&gt;Jus find ur way through the debris n tuck ur head in n pray&lt;br /&gt;If u make it out alive, uâ€™ll live 2 see the light of day&lt;br /&gt;But the threat is 2 gr8, too much 2 negotiate&lt;br /&gt;Ur signin a treaty wit da devil, u betta b thinking str8&lt;br /&gt;When time runs out n u gotta make ur move&lt;br /&gt;The elements wil b back 2 storm through with a lethal groove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thers a certain significance of authenticity,&lt;br /&gt;The mutual disagreement between dream n reality&lt;br /&gt;But thers no real chance to take another leap now&lt;br /&gt;Time ticks on and the fact is that da storm dies out&lt;br /&gt;Itâ€™s a gamble of life n death but itâ€™s the only way I noe,&lt;br /&gt;Ther aint no real option, its all I got, kinda psycho,&lt;br /&gt;When the real deal is revealed u witness a radical change&lt;br /&gt;Aspirations and hope turn in2 hopelessly entangled chains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the weakest link, ur jus gonna b eliminated&lt;br /&gt;But atleast uâ€™ll noe dat the righteous moves were negotiated&lt;br /&gt;Between u n the devil, I wouldnâ€™t really make a choice&lt;br /&gt;Fact of the matter is thers way more to the hell-bent noise&lt;br /&gt;That wakes u up night after night, in a puddle of sweat&lt;br /&gt;But even the worst revelations havenâ€™t really shown up yet&lt;br /&gt;So donâ€™t underestimate the power of the weak&lt;br /&gt;When the time really comes, u depend on the freaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of life n of reality, an unchanging illusion&lt;br /&gt;Only levelled by the breakdown in2 a lethal confusion&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes u jus gotta go on despite the pain n hunger&lt;br /&gt;It’s a test of time n tribulations from down under&lt;br /&gt;The strong can carry on but the weak must surrender&lt;br /&gt;Everybody’s got their limits, but u gotta stop, stare n wonder&lt;br /&gt;Cuz u betta watch out, thers always a second wind waitin&lt;br /&gt;it’ll b a while before the fog starts dissipatin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ur vision is blurred, ur mind is slurred&lt;br /&gt;Ur onli real choice is 2 make urself heard&lt;br /&gt;Use wat u got, not wat u thought would let u show&lt;br /&gt;All the real aspects bout u, yea u noe&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes u cant judge a book by its cover&lt;br /&gt;At other times, u jus gotta make up for another&lt;br /&gt;Flaw, another problem, another situation&lt;br /&gt;Another reason 2 look for inspiration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If creativity is ur tool, u cant b tunneled in&lt;br /&gt;U gotta b able 2 widen ur horizons&lt;br /&gt;U gotta look beyond wat lies around u&lt;br /&gt;Look in2 urself, look for da person dat found u&lt;br /&gt;N made u hu u r, brought u this far&lt;br /&gt;Gave ur life meanin n undid all those scars&lt;br /&gt;Cuz nobody wil b hurt other dan ur own heart&lt;br /&gt;If u think u can take on da storm solo, ur torn apart&lt;br /&gt;Whether nature or nurture, at some point u gotta start&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin on ur own feet, ma rhymes r my art&lt;br /&gt;I’ma fall bak on dem 2 express dis shit&lt;br /&gt;I’ma liv ma life like I wanna or get killed doin it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996754-112377157621657416?l=mcscarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/112377157621657416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996754&amp;postID=112377157621657416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/112377157621657416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/112377157621657416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/2005/08/elemental-storm-completed.html' title='Elemental storm (COMPLETED)'/><author><name>aj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10984925620180845700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a64/airApparent/closeupHooded.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996754.post-112175667049603546</id><published>2005-07-19T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T15:04:30.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>respondin 2 ur curiousity bout further details of this eventful crash...</title><content type='html'>i cant reveal further details 2 protect da secrecy involved with the events of the night. i shall do so in person 2 a select few i may or may NOT really trust AND/or like much. online, the risks r simply 2 vast. til then, jus keep speculatin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996754-112175667049603546?l=mcscarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/112175667049603546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996754&amp;postID=112175667049603546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/112175667049603546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/112175667049603546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/2005/07/respondin-2-ur-curiousity-bout-further.html' title='respondin 2 ur curiousity bout further details of this eventful crash...'/><author><name>aj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10984925620180845700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a64/airApparent/closeupHooded.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996754.post-112158075231686733</id><published>2005-07-17T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T14:17:49.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...a wee lil problem... &gt;_&lt;</title><content type='html'>i had...an accident...pretty bad...those hu jus might,don panic or nethin (n those dat may wanna kik da dude while hez down...RESIST!!!)....but yea...ma whole left side is sorta battered up pretty bad...nuthin bone deep though so *whew* but yeah...wuz fun though ^^ does however burn like a b*t*h &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few details:&lt;br /&gt;1 open wound - left ankle&lt;br /&gt;12 gashes - left calf&lt;br /&gt;7 gashes - left shoulda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disclaimer - details on injuries sustained may vary from report to report. gashes may vary in shape/size. number of gashes exclude those that dont burn like a b*t*h anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeee.......CRASH! ther u go...wat can i say, m injury prone....for those of u hu knew bout it, ma open knee thingy stil aint fully healed ^^ BUT i couldnt wait for da nex one :P HOLLA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996754-112158075231686733?l=mcscarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/112158075231686733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996754&amp;postID=112158075231686733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/112158075231686733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/112158075231686733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/2005/07/wee-lil-problem.html' title='...a wee lil problem... &gt;_&lt;'/><author><name>aj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10984925620180845700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a64/airApparent/closeupHooded.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996754.post-112028033876274500</id><published>2005-07-02T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T12:59:14.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy at first (endin bit stil needs wirk :P)</title><content type='html'>They said I wuz crazy at first, now they see the light,&lt;br /&gt;Said I’d b killin maself but I survive thru tha night&lt;br /&gt;Sayin shit is easy when ur life aint hard,&lt;br /&gt;Leav u permanently, mentally, emotionally, scarred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo don’t step up to da plate if u aint got wut it takes,&lt;br /&gt;“don’t bite off more than u can chew”, its reality’s cake&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, its for real, it’ll push u to tha edge,&lt;br /&gt;Leav ya breathless, leav ya senseless, leav ya half-live body for tha dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz that’s tha way it iz these days,&lt;br /&gt;Every man for himself n every thing seems like it says&lt;br /&gt;Turn back now, jus giv up on ur dream,&lt;br /&gt;But dat shit don’t count if u got heart to stay in tha scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, be true to urself, take control o ur life,&lt;br /&gt;If u don’t like da way it iz, change it for wuts right,&lt;br /&gt;Dont liv it up through anotha person’s eyes,&lt;br /&gt;U gona end up pushin n shoving to make ur way to paradise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at da end o da rainbow, aint no pot o gold&lt;br /&gt;Wut u’ve left behind in life aint necessarily old,&lt;br /&gt;Go bak to da good timez when things wuz simple,&lt;br /&gt;No gun slingin gangstaz n no chips wit cringles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 to da 2 3 to da 4,&lt;br /&gt;like huffin n puffin jus to blow down da door,&lt;br /&gt;ther maybe anotha way in, don’t limit tha possibilities&lt;br /&gt;maybe therz sum sorta way to get a breakdown of all ur liberties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when offered help, u betta break through tha pride&lt;br /&gt;take it for wut it iz, take it for wut u noe iz right&lt;br /&gt;aint nobody coverin ur ass, this tha real world&lt;br /&gt;if he sayz hez got ur bak, hez in it for da money or da girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust is one thing, stupidity anotha&lt;br /&gt;they all chameleons, they’ll keep dey asses under cover&lt;br /&gt;camouflaged by tha bright lights n tha sparkling bling&lt;br /&gt;aint gonna save ur weak ass once u too deep in their thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;righteousness is often wronged by tha rewritin of tha noble song&lt;br /&gt;tha cradling of a baby, the innocence of the young&lt;br /&gt;its all real cool until they take control&lt;br /&gt;they all sweet n cuddly till they cant get a hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of pistol handles n political scandals&lt;br /&gt;of ragged-edged daggerz turn into sinful vandals&lt;br /&gt;n when things change for the worse, u feel all alone&lt;br /&gt;isolation of tha weakest, survival of tha strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trials and tribulations of the ragin ride&lt;br /&gt;closing doors on countless unidentified sights&lt;br /&gt;if knowledge were power, u’d be rulin the world&lt;br /&gt;take heart n desire, let reality unfirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;riggin da road of escape is tragic&lt;br /&gt;wanna feel da love, gotta create da magic&lt;br /&gt;“so ride along side, yeah baby dats right&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna show ya da time o ur life” :P (I NOE I noe, its from “dat song” -__-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996754-112028033876274500?l=mcscarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/112028033876274500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996754&amp;postID=112028033876274500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/112028033876274500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/112028033876274500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/2005/07/crazy-at-first-endin-bit-stil-needs.html' title='crazy at first (endin bit stil needs wirk :P)'/><author><name>aj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10984925620180845700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a64/airApparent/closeupHooded.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996754.post-112005942577846752</id><published>2005-06-29T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T23:38:58.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(work in progress...) Life's a bittersweet symphony (by mcScarlett, dat's me -__-)</title><content type='html'>Da radical transition from dream to reality, a broken spirit trapped within a living tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;It’s war of the worlds, an unending swirl, a manic depressive jus exploring his own world&lt;br /&gt;Now ride wit me on dis, it’s a lil insane, a lil mind bendin, like a life n death game&lt;br /&gt;But ders onli so much one man can take, u can onli push so far before a lethal mistake&lt;br /&gt;Leaves a gap in yo heart or a hole in yo head, either way, physically or mentally, its bound 2 leav u dead&lt;br /&gt;Life’s a bittersweet symphony, an undulatin ride, mine’s more like a tragic story dat keeps killin me inside&lt;br /&gt;At every turn, another mistake, at every dawn a new day breaks, wat da new day holds aint no surprise to me, more mistakes, more wrong moves, more insanity&lt;br /&gt;Like a carousel, it keeps goin round n round, same cases, different faces, dey jus keep pullin me down&lt;br /&gt;Into da darkest reaches, hell hath no fury, ma deepest indignations leave hangin doubts in da jury&lt;br /&gt;M I right or wrong, m I livin dis song, is da whole world against me or m I jus breakin down too strong...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996754-112005942577846752?l=mcscarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/112005942577846752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996754&amp;postID=112005942577846752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/112005942577846752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/112005942577846752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/2005/06/work-in-progress-lifes-bittersweet.html' title='(work in progress...) Life&apos;s a bittersweet symphony (by mcScarlett, dat&apos;s me -__-)'/><author><name>aj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10984925620180845700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a64/airApparent/closeupHooded.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996754.post-112005319607530059</id><published>2005-06-29T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T21:53:16.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need......help.....</title><content type='html'>m DYIN of boredom!!!!!! ARRGGHHH!!! holla at me, ANYONE! :( :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996754-112005319607530059?l=mcscarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/112005319607530059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996754&amp;postID=112005319607530059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/112005319607530059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/112005319607530059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-needhelp.html' title='i need......help.....'/><author><name>aj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10984925620180845700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a64/airApparent/closeupHooded.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996754.post-111993176012747350</id><published>2005-06-28T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T22:12:17.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a song dat wuz written</title><content type='html'>How to rope in your kite and a bird by anonymous person(s).&lt;br /&gt;i'm flying my kite&lt;br /&gt;           high in the sky&lt;br /&gt;           oops theres a birdie&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;           hi there birdie&lt;br /&gt;           you look tasty&lt;br /&gt;           like superman!&lt;br /&gt;           you're my superhero&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;           Chorus&lt;br /&gt;           yoo dle lei hii hooo&lt;br /&gt;           yoo dle lei hii hooo&lt;br /&gt;           yoo dle lei hiiiii hoooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tweet tweet&lt;br /&gt;           chirps back- what say you?&lt;br /&gt;           your kite is attractive&lt;br /&gt;           i've gotta get my claws in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kite was threatened&lt;br /&gt;           took a life of its own&lt;br /&gt;           "haha!" the bird chuckled,&lt;br /&gt;           "your cover is blown!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the birdie's screeches&lt;br /&gt;           adrenaline pumped through kite&lt;br /&gt;           it flew back to me&lt;br /&gt;           i turned the spindle&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;           Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OH NO!" said da birdy, i'm stuck in it!&lt;br /&gt;           "dats wat u get" said da kite&lt;br /&gt;           da birdie reached over n took a big bite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I took a big bite out of it for dinna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996754-111993176012747350?l=mcscarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/111993176012747350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996754&amp;postID=111993176012747350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/111993176012747350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/111993176012747350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/2005/06/song-dat-wuz-written.html' title='a song dat wuz written'/><author><name>aj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10984925620180845700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a64/airApparent/closeupHooded.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996754.post-111988676470720468</id><published>2005-06-27T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T23:39:24.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>armaan is here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996754-111988676470720468?l=mcscarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/111988676470720468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996754&amp;postID=111988676470720468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/111988676470720468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996754/posts/default/111988676470720468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mcscarlett.blogspot.com/2005/06/armaan-is-here.html' title=''/><author><name>aj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10984925620180845700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a64/airApparent/closeupHooded.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
