<?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-7893821843591352373</id><updated>2011-08-11T14:28:44.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confusekid</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusekid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893821843591352373/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusekid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shafiq Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12049563138976278622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kFb0kwv6K3E/S-_kxf5mkiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kPLm32ZPMA/S220/390581751l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893821843591352373.post-6448450875480360838</id><published>2010-05-16T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T20:50:06.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Still Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;I'm Still Here (Jim's Theme)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p   style="  text-decoration: none; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Written and Performed by John Rzeznik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;p   style="  text-decoration: none; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;I am a question to the world&lt;br /&gt;Not an answer to be heard&lt;br /&gt;Or a moment, that's held in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  text-decoration: none; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;And what, do ya think you'd ever say?&lt;br /&gt;I won't listen anyway&lt;br /&gt;You don't know me&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never be what you want me to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  text-decoration: none; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;And what, do you think you'd understand?&lt;br /&gt;I'm a boy, no, I'm a man&lt;br /&gt;You can't take me, and throw me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  text-decoration: none; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;And how, can you learn what's never shown?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you stand here on your own&lt;br /&gt;They don't know me, cause I'm not here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  text-decoration: none; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;And I want a moment to be real&lt;br /&gt;Wanna touch things I don't feel&lt;br /&gt;Wanna hold on, and feel I belong&lt;br /&gt;And how, can the world want me to change?&lt;br /&gt;They're the ones that stay the same&lt;br /&gt;They don't know me, cause I'm not here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  text-decoration: none; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;And you, see the things they never see&lt;br /&gt;All you wanted, I could be&lt;br /&gt;Now you know me, and I'm not afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  text-decoration: none; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;And I, wanna tell you who I am&lt;br /&gt;Can you help you be a man?&lt;br /&gt;They can't break me&lt;br /&gt;As long as I know who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  text-decoration: none; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;And I want a moment to be real&lt;br /&gt;Wanna touch things I don't feel&lt;br /&gt;Wanna hold on, and feel I belong&lt;br /&gt;And how, can the world want me to change?&lt;br /&gt;They're the ones that stay the same&lt;br /&gt;They can't see me, but I'm still here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  text-decoration: none; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;They can't tell me who to be&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm not what they see&lt;br /&gt;Yeah the world is still sleeping&lt;br /&gt;While I keep on dreaming, for me&lt;br /&gt;And it wasn't just whispers and lies&lt;br /&gt;That I'll never believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="'Trebuchet MS'" size="x-small" style="  text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;And I want a moment to be real&lt;br /&gt;Wanna touch things I don't feel&lt;br /&gt;Wanna hold on, and feel I belong&lt;br /&gt;And how, can they say I'll never change?&lt;br /&gt;They're the ones that stay the same&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one now, cause I'm still here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;I'm the one, cause I'm still here&lt;br /&gt;I'm still here&lt;br /&gt;I'm still here&lt;br /&gt;I'm still here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893821843591352373-6448450875480360838?l=confusekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6448450875480360838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://confusekid.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-still-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893821843591352373/posts/default/6448450875480360838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893821843591352373/posts/default/6448450875480360838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusekid.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m Still Here'/><author><name>Shafiq Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12049563138976278622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kFb0kwv6K3E/S-_kxf5mkiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kPLm32ZPMA/S220/390581751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893821843591352373.post-6649953335668107185</id><published>2010-05-16T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T20:12:51.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From the old... To the new...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This was from my old post at http://dwarfiq.xanga.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just realized i haven't changed that much when i was 18? Its been 8 years but some words in the paragraph below still makes sense to me... What do you make of it? =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"""Anyway, i met a new person yesterday too. All i can say is, the world is not that good. The world is very cruel.  It seems to me that there are not may nice people around. You may think that a person is really cool. And nice and everything... But it may not be. They may be just out hurting others. People does not realise that not everyone is like them. Their actions may be special to some people. They are out only for their own gain. Selfish is the word...? But then again, the person might not be like that. Actually trust is the word. I've been hurt so many times before. And giving out my trust to people is difficult now. Even as friends. It makes me so confuse and everything. Makes me just wanna sleep forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... It's very confusing rite? People always tell me not to think so much. But i can't. I'm a very deep person. I like to talk abt stuffs which has a deep meaning and not just a shallow meaning. Like hello, then bye bye. I like the twist and turn in a conversation. The hype. The emotions that are involved. I believe all things in life are like that. But sadly there not much people around. Or people are reluctant to think deep. Maybe thinking deep is not that good either huh? So, what do u think guys. Should i turn into someone who should think shallow. And change into someone who would go out for my own needs. Or should i stay as someone who will think deep? It's all very confusing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i feel much better now after writting in... I get to express myself. I tried calling a few people yesterday nite to talk abt it, but both of them say they will call me back. And they didn't... Haiz... See what i mean? Ok la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to prepare for work now. See ya..."""&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893821843591352373-6649953335668107185?l=confusekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6649953335668107185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://confusekid.blogspot.com/2010/05/from-old-to-new.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893821843591352373/posts/default/6649953335668107185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893821843591352373/posts/default/6649953335668107185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusekid.blogspot.com/2010/05/from-old-to-new.html' title='From the old... To the new...'/><author><name>Shafiq Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12049563138976278622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kFb0kwv6K3E/S-_kxf5mkiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kPLm32ZPMA/S220/390581751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893821843591352373.post-7502535571410897329</id><published>2010-05-16T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T19:52:48.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Post - Sunday Alone! Saturday on Fire! =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="arial"&gt;Hrm. My 1st attempt to write a blog after 10 years? Haha.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="arial"&gt;You know. Today is the 1st day that I have not gone out on a sunday and at home instead. Feels kinda weird. The funny thing is you're suppose to feel more comfortable at home. Or maybe I am so used to going out on a sunday it feels funny to be at home instead. Something out of the ordinary? But I guess staying at home on a Sunday is something I have to get used from now onwards...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="arial"&gt;I am looking forward to go Universal Studios Singapore soon!!! Oh and also to eat at... Okay. I have a few choices&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="arial"&gt;The Line&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="arial"&gt;Carousel&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="arial"&gt;Chong Pang Steamboat @ Turf City&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="arial"&gt;Crabs at River Valley (Beside Spize)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="arial"&gt;Which one should I go for?! I love seafood especially crabs! So, number 4 would be a natural choice. But number 1 to 3 is buffet! Can eat all you want. =( Man, I am so confused. But all 4 has crabs actually. I have tried number 2 and 3. But not 1 and 4. Argh. I shall choose when the day comes then. haha.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="arial"&gt;Yesterday I had an interesting day. I was practically surrounded by fire! It started with a performance about fire... (I think O.o) After which my friend and myself walked from esplanade towards city hall. And this park was totally lit up by fire all around! It was damn interesting! Really loved it. It was as though the whole park is on fire if you look from the distance. Oh, and we received a free coke. Which my friend told me but I did not believe. Who gives free coke?!?! haha.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="arial"&gt;Anyways, I am dreading to head to work tomorrow... no taking of leave until July!!!! Sucks lah. =( &lt;/font&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/7893821843591352373-7502535571410897329?l=confusekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7502535571410897329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://confusekid.blogspot.com/2010/05/1st-post-sunday-alone-saturday-on-fire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893821843591352373/posts/default/7502535571410897329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893821843591352373/posts/default/7502535571410897329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusekid.blogspot.com/2010/05/1st-post-sunday-alone-saturday-on-fire.html' title='1st Post - Sunday Alone! Saturday on Fire! =)'/><author><name>Shafiq Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12049563138976278622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kFb0kwv6K3E/S-_kxf5mkiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kPLm32ZPMA/S220/390581751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
