<?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-2857387567399550650</id><updated>2011-08-18T00:43:37.282-07:00</updated><category term='what the'/><title type='text'>The Havoc Kid's Diary</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>vicknesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13957015970609517305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o5f4dCQ04V0/TkU0TDUD9mI/AAAAAAAAADk/LwPh7ndLvEo/s220/300720102762.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-2857387567399550650.post-7619269959591387207</id><published>2010-09-27T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T05:02:07.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emptiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it has been quite sometime since i wrote anything here,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now lets see what to write about aye?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lets see what happened this past few days..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nothing great at all!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;life is pretty miserable with all the things going around..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;being discriminated and humiliated in life so badly is not a nice thing to go through..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;talking something not nice about the deceased one is not something someone should do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;getting screwed from all side..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes, god is just unfair to all of us right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is it a test??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh come on, for 21 years i have been living in this world,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i think i deserve a break from all His tests,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;receiving a message early in the morning that didn't sound quite nice at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes it hurt me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thought that day would get better after that, but nah..it DID NOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;being called bastard child even after i warned him not to do so!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its really not nice and disrespectful to say something about the deceased one aight fellas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh come on, suck it in and move??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;everyone has a limit to suck in and move and aight..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when i do that, people take me for granted and lie to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;make a fool out of me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;think that i am stupid,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well actually i am not..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can see what you are doing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i seriously can...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;never take my patience, or kindness or anything for granted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because i have a limit too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am not going to blame anything or anyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lost my trust on everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh yeah, to all the doctors out there, dun think that you are hell of a great yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;whats the point of you being called doctor, but acting like a child!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so immature of you aight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sigh, i wish i could just talk this out to someone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;writing ain't the same as talking..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~rolling stone~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2857387567399550650-7619269959591387207?l=vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/feeds/7619269959591387207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2010/09/emptiness.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/7619269959591387207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/7619269959591387207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2010/09/emptiness.html' title='Emptiness'/><author><name>vicknesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13957015970609517305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o5f4dCQ04V0/TkU0TDUD9mI/AAAAAAAAADk/LwPh7ndLvEo/s220/300720102762.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857387567399550650.post-1894833627941858358</id><published>2010-08-30T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T22:14:11.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia Is my mother land, I am proud of it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its 31st of August 2010,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the day, Malaysia got its independence,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i have been encountering with a lot of people on facebook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;whom are showing hatred and anger and being racist!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i dun think this is an appropriate act on this beautiful day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this was the day, our father of independence announced independence!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that means no hatred, no more racism no more double standard or what so ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;come on la..stop acting like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;why cant you people just be normal and adapt with the environment..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if there is something that you guys are not happy about, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then voice it out in a good way, in a civilized manner, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not like a animal, i think sometimes even the animals are better than you people out there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am not being racist right now, but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;racism???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i guess its just too much..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;live a normal life with normal needs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if we be nice to people, i am pretty sure they;d realize it one day and that would change them as well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for those who think you are so hell of great, why dont you guys take over their positions then?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if you are so smart, take their position? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lets see how long can you guys stay there??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you think its so damn easy to run a country?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you think by being racist and buyers,its going to solve the problem??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2857387567399550650-1894833627941858358?l=vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/feeds/1894833627941858358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2010/08/malaysia-is-my-mother-land-i-am-proud.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>never push someone too hard..and make the person fall down~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;I'm walking away, from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away, oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away, from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away, oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes some people get me wrong, when it's something I've said or done&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you feel there is no fun, that's why you turn and run&lt;br /&gt;But now I truly realise, some people don't wanna compromise&lt;br /&gt;Well, I saw them with my own eyes spreading those lies, and&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't wanna live a life, too many steepless nights&lt;br /&gt;Not mentioning the fights, I'm sorry to say lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away, from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away, oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away, from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away, oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm so tired baby&lt;br /&gt;Things you say, you're driving me away&lt;br /&gt;Whispers in the powder room baby, don't listen to the games they play&lt;br /&gt;Girl I thought you'd realise, I'm not like them other guys&lt;br /&gt;Cause I saw them with my own eyes, you should've been more wise and&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't wanna live a lie, too many steepless nights&lt;br /&gt;Not mentioning the fights, I'm sorry to say lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away, from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away, oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away, from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away, oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 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href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2010/07/never-push-someone-too-hardand-make.html' title='never push someone too hard..and make the person fall down~'/><author><name>vicknesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13957015970609517305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o5f4dCQ04V0/TkU0TDUD9mI/AAAAAAAAADk/LwPh7ndLvEo/s220/300720102762.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857387567399550650.post-3547012856888411938</id><published>2010-07-29T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T08:39:10.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ladies who cheated on me~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At first I was afraid&lt;br /&gt;I was petrified&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking&lt;br /&gt;I could never live without you by my side&lt;br /&gt;But then I spent so many nights&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking how you'd done me wrong&lt;br /&gt;And I grew strong&lt;br /&gt;I learned how to get along&lt;br /&gt;So now you're back&lt;br /&gt;From outer space&lt;br /&gt;I just walked in to find you here&lt;br /&gt;Without the look upon your face&lt;br /&gt;I should have changed my f-ing lock&lt;br /&gt;I would have made you leave your key&lt;br /&gt;If I'd have known for just one second&lt;br /&gt;You'd be back to bother me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh now go,&lt;br /&gt;Walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;Just turn around now&lt;br /&gt;You're not welcome anymore&lt;br /&gt;Weren't you the one who tried to break me with desire&lt;br /&gt;Did you think I'd crumble&lt;br /&gt;Did you think I'd lay down and die&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, not I&lt;br /&gt;I will survive&lt;br /&gt;As long as I know how to love I know I'll be alive&lt;br /&gt;I've got all my life to live&lt;br /&gt;I've got all my love to give&lt;br /&gt;I will survive&lt;br /&gt;I will survive&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took all the strength I had&lt;br /&gt;Just not to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying hard to mend the pieces&lt;br /&gt;Of my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;And I spent oh so many nights&lt;br /&gt;Just feeling sorry for myself&lt;br /&gt;I used to cry&lt;br /&gt;But now I hold my head up high&lt;br /&gt;And you see me&lt;br /&gt;With somebody new&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that stupid little person still in love with you&lt;br /&gt;And so you thought you'd just drop by&lt;br /&gt;And you expect me to be free&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm saving all my loving&lt;br /&gt;For someone who's loving me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh now go,&lt;br /&gt;Walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;Just turn around now&lt;br /&gt;You're not welcome anymore&lt;br /&gt;Weren't you the one who tried to break me with desire&lt;br /&gt;Did you think I'd crumble&lt;br /&gt;Did you think I'd lay down and die&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, not I&lt;br /&gt;I will survive&lt;br /&gt;As long as I know how to love I know I'll be alive&lt;br /&gt;I've got all my live to live&lt;br /&gt;I've got all my love to give&lt;br /&gt;I will survive&lt;br /&gt;I will survive&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2857387567399550650-3547012856888411938?l=vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/feeds/3547012856888411938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2010/07/cheating-ladies-out-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/3547012856888411938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/3547012856888411938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2010/07/cheating-ladies-out-there.html' title='ladies who cheated on me~'/><author><name>vicknesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13957015970609517305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o5f4dCQ04V0/TkU0TDUD9mI/AAAAAAAAADk/LwPh7ndLvEo/s220/300720102762.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857387567399550650.post-4736086188960935070</id><published>2010-07-14T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T01:40:07.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE GAME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha, lady gaga rocks!!&lt;br /&gt;watched a movie today,&lt;br /&gt;Penelope's movie, well she drives me crazy everytime i watch her movie!haha&lt;br /&gt;yeah you guys can say that she doesnt even know that i exist!&lt;br /&gt;screw that!&lt;br /&gt;well, in a movie its always a happy ending..&lt;br /&gt;the love,&lt;br /&gt;the romance,&lt;br /&gt;the happiness,&lt;br /&gt;the peace,&lt;br /&gt;all the happy stuff...&lt;br /&gt;i kinda miss it when i was watching it tho..&lt;br /&gt;why cant it be in reality...&lt;br /&gt;i guess all those stuff on screen stays on screen only!&lt;br /&gt;it never happens in real life i guess..&lt;br /&gt;we always want the sweet romance and lovely moments in life!&lt;br /&gt;thats what i crave for, the most!&lt;br /&gt;will it ever happen again?&lt;br /&gt;i really hope so!&lt;br /&gt;work things out so that comes true, already doing it!&lt;br /&gt;just hang on for the moment,already doing it&lt;br /&gt;give in time,already doing it!&lt;br /&gt;lets just hope for the best right now..&lt;br /&gt;its hurting, yes...&lt;br /&gt;but we gotta be strong and stand our ground and face it no matter what right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2857387567399550650-4736086188960935070?l=vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/feeds/4736086188960935070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/4736086188960935070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/4736086188960935070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-game.html' title='LOVE GAME'/><author><name>vicknesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13957015970609517305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o5f4dCQ04V0/TkU0TDUD9mI/AAAAAAAAADk/LwPh7ndLvEo/s220/300720102762.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857387567399550650.post-8442487213697025864</id><published>2010-07-12T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T00:07:14.677-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what the'/><title type='text'>FUCK YA'LL!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the title seems a lil too much ain't it&lt;br /&gt;well that's because i am so damn fucking sick and tired with all this!&lt;br /&gt;the cheats and lies which are going on??&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK??&lt;br /&gt;look here bitch,&lt;br /&gt;was i the one who came to you?&lt;br /&gt;was the one who made you fall me?&lt;br /&gt;was i the guy who cheated on you??&lt;br /&gt;was  the one who lied and took things for granted here??&lt;br /&gt;was i the one who did everything??&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU!!! fuck you, BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;you can go on telling people what ever you, you low life scum bag!&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you something today!&lt;br /&gt;from now i am going to change my fucking&lt;br /&gt;nice-humble-patient-get-used-taken for granted-cheated-played life!!!&lt;br /&gt;i have lost my trust on people now..&lt;br /&gt;all you motherfuckers out there!&lt;br /&gt;take me for granted?,FUCK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;cheat me?FUCK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;lie to me?FUCK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;play me out?FUCK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;use the L.O.V.E word to me?FUCK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;treat me like shit?FUCK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;i am this position today because, i was drove here!&lt;br /&gt;i was brought to this position..&lt;br /&gt;i never used to be like this..&lt;br /&gt;but getting cheated all the time..&lt;br /&gt;getting fucked all the time in life!&lt;br /&gt;getting lies in return all the time!&lt;br /&gt;getting played all the time..&lt;br /&gt;getting used all the time!&lt;br /&gt;if anyone of you who even think about doing that to me again, or even if i smell that you people intend to do it, this is what imma do&lt;br /&gt;*vick shows middle-finger!*&lt;br /&gt;and says FUCK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;yes, i have learned a lesson now..&lt;br /&gt;never be too nice to someone!&lt;br /&gt;never care too much for someone!&lt;br /&gt;never fall for people who talk and say sweet stuff and lure to them!&lt;br /&gt;because for what i have done so far in my life, all i did was just give and give and give&lt;br /&gt;and in return all i get is CHEAT, LIES.USE.BETRAYAL!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i am serious about this post..fuckin dead serious!&lt;br /&gt;someone told me today, "bro you are too nice of a guy to deserve all this,i know how it feels to be in that position. I myself wouldn't have the strength to be in the position you are in now but sometimes the best thing to do is to MOVE ON, cause you are nice guy and you deserve so much better than this!&lt;br /&gt;well that person is leaving college soon, and i am going to miss her too!!&lt;br /&gt;damn looking back at my life, i am not sure myself where did i go wrong what did i do to deserve all this crapt right?&lt;br /&gt;but i am not going just sit here and grieve and sulk about it!&lt;br /&gt;its time for a fucking change and to think about myself!&lt;br /&gt;the time has come for me to start thinking properly and be really careful in life with people!&lt;br /&gt;i will not let what ever happen to me before to hhapen again my life!&lt;br /&gt;i am saying this again for those of you bitches out there who want to use me and take me for granted, lie to me and lie to others about the true story, back stab me, use me, cheat on me!&lt;br /&gt;tell you what, try doing it! oh yeah! bring it on!&lt;br /&gt;but let me tell you, its not me who is going to get hurt, its going to be you!&lt;br /&gt;because i have been hurt so badly that nothing can hurt me anymore!&lt;br /&gt;i have been hurt so badly and cried so badly!&lt;br /&gt;but NO MORE!!!&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2857387567399550650-8442487213697025864?l=vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/feeds/8442487213697025864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2010/07/fuck-yall.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/8442487213697025864'/><link rel='self' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q05Com2PA_o/TDafyaskduI/AAAAAAAAACk/Zdu539pIL40/s72-c/albert_einstein_mistakes-4552.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857387567399550650.post-5158729712469751810</id><published>2010-07-08T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T00:55:46.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Ever Concert!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday, 7th June 2010&lt;br /&gt;was my first concert in my life(not ashamed of it),&lt;br /&gt;it was USHER BABY!&lt;br /&gt;and to make things even more better it was wif her!!&lt;br /&gt;i was basically stunt and excited about the whole concert environment,&lt;br /&gt;i didnt really cae about gigs and concerts because its no difference seeing them&lt;br /&gt;in tv and during the concert..&lt;br /&gt;but i was wrong..it was a whole lot of different feeling!&lt;br /&gt;it was much more exciting, reality!&lt;br /&gt;basically i was like.."damn thats usher infront of me there"haha..&lt;br /&gt;like i just came out of the jungle..&lt;br /&gt;it was one awesoem day we had together..&lt;br /&gt;jumping, singing his songs..going crazy!!!&lt;br /&gt;it was AWESOME!!!!!..&lt;br /&gt;will never forget this date!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2857387567399550650-5158729712469751810?l=vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/feeds/5158729712469751810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2010/07/first-ever-concert.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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center;"&gt;First of all I am thanking god for sending YOU into my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am really glad and thankful that YOU walked into this life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Knowing that this is going to be a hard road to drive on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thank YO&lt;u&gt;U &lt;/u&gt;from the bottom of my heart for being there for me all this while...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the promises that you made to me is all real..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am sure that YOU are not a quitter and you wouldn't give up on us..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am feeling the love from YOU..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am feeling the caring for YOU..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am feeling the warmth from YOU..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am feeling the confidence from YOU..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am not going to give up on YOU or walk on YOU..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YOU have the place where I can call, HOME!..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the path that I chose to be in..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I am going to go through this with you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will hold your hand tightly and walk this sea of fire together with you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I promise you that, my love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really appreciate all the things you have done in my life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am a better human now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although i felt used, cheated and taken for granted, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know for sure that you are not going turn out like them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is the thing which is keeping me move..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are the happiness in my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hold on to me tightly, and we shall go through this together..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My LOVE for you will always be the same and it will NEVER fade away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE YOU, SLEEPYHEAD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2857387567399550650-3135269128175474231?l=vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/feeds/3135269128175474231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-home.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/3135269128175474231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/3135269128175474231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-home.html' title='New Home!'/><author><name>vicknesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13957015970609517305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o5f4dCQ04V0/TkU0TDUD9mI/AAAAAAAAADk/LwPh7ndLvEo/s220/300720102762.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857387567399550650.post-5528934185579574678</id><published>2010-06-23T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T03:48:36.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made a choice and made my decision already,&lt;br /&gt;from now on its just going to be me,&lt;br /&gt;yes it hurts me so much to move on&lt;br /&gt;and forget about them,&lt;br /&gt;it was one big tree!&lt;br /&gt;it was where the seed grew up,&lt;br /&gt;i had so much trust in them,&lt;br /&gt;but in the end,&lt;br /&gt;i was betrayed and used!&lt;br /&gt;i have been living a life full of&lt;br /&gt;BETRAYAL, CHEAT, LIE, TAKEN FOR GRANTED, AND USED&lt;br /&gt;will that all stop,&lt;br /&gt;will someone stop&lt;br /&gt;betraying me?&lt;br /&gt;cheating me?&lt;br /&gt;lying to me?&lt;br /&gt;take me for granted?&lt;br /&gt;and use me?&lt;br /&gt;will that all stop..&lt;br /&gt;i am starting to lose trust with people!&lt;br /&gt;what did i do to deserve all this in my life!&lt;br /&gt;all this agony!!&lt;br /&gt;i can't take it anymore..&lt;br /&gt;can i just be under your arms,&lt;br /&gt;i feel so much safer there..&lt;br /&gt;i thought i could that place where i grew up as, HOME!&lt;br /&gt;but i was wrong,&lt;br /&gt;i figured out i don't have a place where i could call HOME!&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish i was not created&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DID I DO?&lt;br /&gt;i have lost everything!&lt;br /&gt;i guess i will be walking this road ALONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2857387567399550650-5528934185579574678?l=vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o5f4dCQ04V0/TkU0TDUD9mI/AAAAAAAAADk/LwPh7ndLvEo/s220/300720102762.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857387567399550650.post-123541107927198805</id><published>2010-06-18T20:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T20:21:08.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Leaf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, I am back in Subang Jaya now after going through some hell time in my so called "home". Life was pretty unpleasant there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The shouting and yelling and nagging!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Home sweet home? I dont think so!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i even found out that people whom i call family are backstabbing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What did i do to deserve all this in my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I seriously wish there was an answer to that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;why do people take advantage of me being nice towards them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;why,god dammit!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thank you for being there for me all this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really needed a shoulder that i could rest me head on, and you were there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have left everything behind for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am taking this road with you now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its your hand which i am about to hold for my entire life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its you whom i want to spent my life with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;please make me feel that i made the right decision and this is all worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dont take me or my love for granted and betray me like the others!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dont take advantage of me being nice, no more games and no more playing around!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;get serious with this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cant take another betrayal, another cheat or another fooling around!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you with all my heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2857387567399550650-123541107927198805?l=vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/feeds/123541107927198805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-leaf.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/123541107927198805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/123541107927198805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-leaf.html' title='New Leaf'/><author><name>vicknesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13957015970609517305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o5f4dCQ04V0/TkU0TDUD9mI/AAAAAAAAADk/LwPh7ndLvEo/s220/300720102762.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857387567399550650.post-2346419899536906116</id><published>2010-06-12T07:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T07:50:11.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Story Of My Life</title><content type='html'>Something is going wrong somewhere this few days. i really wish that i had the solution to that problem of mine. all i am looking in this world is peace and love in this world. i dont think that is too much to ask from a normal human like me. it is normal to find love and peace because thats what i treasure the most after what had happened to me when i was 4 years old. I know i have to be strong in this world and face whatever problems that come across. thats what my dad told me once upon a time. what have i done wrong that i deserve all this which is happening right now. we, the home sapiens in this world look for happiness and love and peace. well thats what i look for. i have been looking for all that since the age of 4. went through a lot hard times, a lot of discrimination, people looking down on me saying about myself and not trusting what good deeds i do. i lost my cousin brother who i love so much in my family because according to his mom, i am a bad person, when i am not at all..all i wanted is that a little brother who i could care for and love. is that wrong? i dont think so...i never ever tought him any bad habits tought him anything that would make him bad..he loves spending time with me because according to him i am the big brother who would be always there for him whenever he needs me. but now i have lost him..why cant his mother trust me more and think that i am actually a good big brother to him. we used to talk about having big houses next to each other, going for cruise in each other's sweet car, we talked about getting married and having dinner together with our wives, we shared the same plate at times when we were living together. he has been always looking up to me and talks to me when needs somebody. but now, i rarely get a call  from him..sigh..what have i done that i always have to fall down so hard on the ground. have i been bad to people and treated them badly, have i committed any crimes and killed people? have i hurt people's feelings..i dont think so because i never ever hurt anyone's feelings. because i wanted the best for them. sometimes being at home isn't the right place to be, because of all the problems that encounter in and all the things which would  hurts us. sometimes i dont blame those who actually leave thier omes and never come back. always think about what made them leave..what drove them there? its the peace actually and also the love! ..i never really got that from this roof of mine. well i have been really strong and pulled my way through all this while..and i am trying my best to be strong! but i am starting to feel that i am getting weaker and weaker by days..this kind of things drove me to find another place where i can call as home. being with somebody who loves me back and appreciates me, takes care of my feelings, be there whenever i needed them. i have been always treasuring all this..at some points i have i asked myself, will i EVER get all this in my life..will i ever be happy ever again? will someone love me back, will someone take care of my feelings, will someone be there with their hands wide open sincerely and waiting to see me and come running towards with joy and laughter? with love? yes, we all go through hard times in life..but sometimes i wish that i go through more happy times in my life that sad times because all this while i have been going through more sad times than hard time..i was betrayed 2 years back by someone who actually lovED! and carED and trustED and thought i could that as my home. but guess what i was totally wrong about that. i never got the love from that person, never had the peace with that person and was literally betrayed like i was no one! yeah it did break my heart and i lost my path and lost my mind..but now i have moved on from that because i know someone would definitely come in front of me to love me for who i am and care for me and take good care of my feelings and show me peace and love, i kept asking my mum, please show me someone, pleaseee..i begged her with all my heart and i told her that please dont let whatever happened to me before this to happen again in my life..cause i am not myself whether could i go through it once more!&lt;br /&gt;Today, here i am standing and walking like normal human and still alive. today here i am with someone who loves me back and gives me peace. and someone whom i can call as home! the person gives me the feeling that i am being loved back for the first time in my life. i never really felt like this before in my life. everything with her is so new! she makes me feel that i am someone in her life and someone whom she loves and cares the most for! someone who she would always look up to and be there for me, always! we do go through some hard times but thats a normal thing in a relationship rite guys..but that doesnt take my peace away from me because everytime i see her, she makes me smile..she makes me forget about everything that had happened to me. she asks me how am i? that simple question definitely makes your day! looking at her smile makes me happy. looking into her eyes and saying i love you, i cant express the feelings in words but its definitely something nice and wonderful! she is the single most beautiful thing in my life! i am really happy that i found her in my life and i thank god and my mum for showing such a person in my life! i just want to let her know that i am really and deeply sorry if i hurt your feelings baby girl! i dont intend to do that at all. i am willing to go through anything with and make you happy always. i want to see that smile on your face all the time! the glitter in your eyes. you are THE butterfly in my stomach! you electrify my life! i will hold your hands tightly and go through all the obstacles with you and i will never put a tears in you! all i am asking in return is to love me back like you always do and dont let me go! I just want to let you know that I love you so much and i caare for you so much. i am sorry if i over do it at times. I LOVE YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2857387567399550650-2346419899536906116?l=vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/feeds/2346419899536906116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2010/06/story-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/2346419899536906116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/2346419899536906116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2010/06/story-of-my-life.html' title='Story Of My Life'/><author><name>vicknesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13957015970609517305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o5f4dCQ04V0/TkU0TDUD9mI/AAAAAAAAADk/LwPh7ndLvEo/s220/300720102762.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857387567399550650.post-5687815304651678371</id><published>2009-08-10T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T23:41:31.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cosy School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q05Com2PA_o/SoGNmlPanRI/AAAAAAAAACc/EtyfbuKPCqA/s1600-h/IMG_2075d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 629px; height: 371px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q05Com2PA_o/SoGNmlPanRI/AAAAAAAAACc/EtyfbuKPCqA/s400/IMG_2075d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368727924773657874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2857387567399550650-5687815304651678371?l=vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/feeds/5687815304651678371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2009/08/cosy-school.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/5687815304651678371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/5687815304651678371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2009/08/cosy-school.html' title='The Cosy School'/><author><name>vicknesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13957015970609517305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o5f4dCQ04V0/TkU0TDUD9mI/AAAAAAAAADk/LwPh7ndLvEo/s220/300720102762.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q05Com2PA_o/SoGNmlPanRI/AAAAAAAAACc/EtyfbuKPCqA/s72-c/IMG_2075d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857387567399550650.post-3062298968994470686</id><published>2009-08-04T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T10:13:35.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girl That I Would Dedicate Shakespeare's Sonnet18 To</title><content type='html'>First of all, if you all have got no idea what Sonnet 18 is all about, it is a poem written by William Shakespeare. This is how it goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="90%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;Thou art more lovely and more temperate:&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;And summer's lease hath all too short a date:&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;And every fair from fair sometime declines,&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;But thy eternal summer shall not fade&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;When in eternal lines to time thou growest:&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;So long lives this and this gives life to thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Oh yeah, i would definitely dedicate this poem to her!!! there is no doubt about it. Well she is not someone whom i know in person(sadly), but that doesnt matter. To be honest she is an actress(the most gorgeous-beautiful looking girl on earth), who drives me crazy whenever i look at her. I have never missed her movies at all and when her movie is on, i never get my eyes of the tv and i dont move an inch either!!! She melts my heart like a candle(faster than a candle)...gives me the silky feeling whenever i see her..makes me smile and shine like a star..makes me fall in love with her everytime i look at her...yeah i know that i would be 1000000th one to say this...but who cares, cause mine is from the bottom of my heart. She will be the girl that you all gotta blame if i am day dreaming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q05Com2PA_o/SnhkrcC7sMI/AAAAAAAAACU/VSUYNX3NZFo/s1600-h/penelope-cruz-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 661px; height: 408px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q05Com2PA_o/SnhkrcC7sMI/AAAAAAAAACU/VSUYNX3NZFo/s400/penelope-cruz-10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366149653437591746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2857387567399550650-3062298968994470686?l=vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/feeds/3062298968994470686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2009/08/girl-that-i-would-dedicate-shakespeares.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/3062298968994470686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/3062298968994470686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2009/08/girl-that-i-would-dedicate-shakespeares.html' title='The Girl That I Would Dedicate Shakespeare&apos;s Sonnet18 To'/><author><name>vicknesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13957015970609517305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o5f4dCQ04V0/TkU0TDUD9mI/AAAAAAAAADk/LwPh7ndLvEo/s220/300720102762.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q05Com2PA_o/SnhkrcC7sMI/AAAAAAAAACU/VSUYNX3NZFo/s72-c/penelope-cruz-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857387567399550650.post-486939447539673729</id><published>2009-08-03T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T08:50:51.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Knowledge Is A Dangerous Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q05Com2PA_o/SncGieYi4uI/AAAAAAAAACI/L_TdxZ9Hsm0/s1600-h/DSC01372b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 488px; height: 338px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q05Com2PA_o/SncGieYi4uI/AAAAAAAAACI/L_TdxZ9Hsm0/s400/DSC01372b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365764670376567522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2857387567399550650-486939447539673729?l=vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/feeds/486939447539673729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2009/08/little-knowledge-is-dangerous-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/486939447539673729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/486939447539673729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2009/08/little-knowledge-is-dangerous-thing.html' title='Little Knowledge Is A Dangerous Thing'/><author><name>vicknesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13957015970609517305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o5f4dCQ04V0/TkU0TDUD9mI/AAAAAAAAADk/LwPh7ndLvEo/s220/300720102762.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q05Com2PA_o/SncGieYi4uI/AAAAAAAAACI/L_TdxZ9Hsm0/s72-c/DSC01372b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857387567399550650.post-3728847559187983904</id><published>2009-08-01T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T07:39:05.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip To KL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was a saturday morning. As u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sual trying my b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;est to get up from the bed,but the extra comfort mattress, and the morning breeze that is blowning throu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gh my window wouldn't let me up!. after a couple of minutes trying to sleep back which i didnt,i woke up and got ready for the day. after that i hea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ded to the library!(can you all believe that). I actually did a couple of hours studyin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;g in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the library, i think about 4 hours. after that 4 hours of studying i gue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ss my brai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n was over heated and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; that was the excuse that made me leave the library. I went back home trying to f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;igure out what to do for the rest of the day,crossed my thoughts wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s suphon!..road trip with suphon! called him for about 10 times, but that bugger was sleeping...finally our friend woke up around 2 in the afternoon! I fetched him,drove to KL, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and drove all around KL. i had a nice time with him. thanks to him for giving me a wonderf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ul bu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ddy company!&lt;/span&gt; Here are some of the photos that we took. hope you'll enjoy it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q05Com2PA_o/SnTnTVNpN6I/AAAAAAAAAAw/Ntz73cpS4g8/s1600-h/DSC03505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q05Com2PA_o/SnTnTVNpN6I/AAAAAAAAAAw/Ntz73cpS4g8/s400/DSC03505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365167375403005858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q05Com2PA_o/SnTnTVNpN6I/AAAAAAAAAAw/Ntz73cpS4g8/s1600-h/DSC03505.JPG"&gt; 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width: 447px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q05Com2PA_o/SnWqUxNDvJI/AAAAAAAAABg/hTQz_-SQXJs/s400/DSC03617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365381804864027794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q05Com2PA_o/SnWqyx2vteI/AAAAAAAAABo/6Zv8TLxmGBo/s1600-h/DSC03681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 445px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q05Com2PA_o/SnWqyx2vteI/AAAAAAAAABo/6Zv8TLxmGBo/s400/DSC03681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365382320434951650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q05Com2PA_o/SnWsoQ7NgqI/AAAAAAAAABw/Iyo2J3VU1sQ/s1600-h/m.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q05Com2PA_o/SnWsoQ7NgqI/AAAAAAAAABw/Iyo2J3VU1sQ/s400/m.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365384338819875490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2857387567399550650-3728847559187983904?l=vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/feeds/3728847559187983904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2009/08/road-trip-to-kl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/3728847559187983904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/3728847559187983904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2009/08/road-trip-to-kl.html' title='Road Trip To KL'/><author><name>vicknesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13957015970609517305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o5f4dCQ04V0/TkU0TDUD9mI/AAAAAAAAADk/LwPh7ndLvEo/s220/300720102762.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q05Com2PA_o/SnTnTVNpN6I/AAAAAAAAAAw/Ntz73cpS4g8/s72-c/DSC03505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857387567399550650.post-1428418577230205447</id><published>2009-06-21T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T07:34:51.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>As you all know, today is father's day and i hope that you all have wished your father!, if you have not..go and wish him now!!!! let me share with all of you some experiences with my dad. First of all, i would like to wish him Happy father's day!!..You are the greatest dad i have ever met in this world!!..i know thats what all sons would tell about their dad..but to be frank, he is the greatest dad that i have ever met in my life. He had never given up on me although i had let him down many times in life..he has always been there for me..sad times, happy times, he is there!. To be honest, i was never really a good son to my dad. but even then, he didnt give up on me and he was there with me. He played a mum's role and also a dad's role. After my mum had passed away when i was four, he took care of me since then. he used to bring me around malacca, enroll me in all outdoor activities, thought my how to roller skate. Yeah, my dad was the one who thought me how to skate when i was young. My dad and i used to go to the skating ring back in malacca in the evenings when he had the time. He enjoyed the time with me. trust me, he could skate as well, but i am not sure about now cause he is getting old nowadays. i guess, one day i would go skatting with him. i miss those  days. what i am going to tell you now would sound really weird. guess what guys, my dad was the one who introduced to play counter-strike when i was 7 years old..after tuitions during the weekend, he would bring me to this internet cafe which is near my house and play counter strike with me. those were the days!!!!...he has also thought me a lot of things in life..about friendship, how to survive in this world..how to take good care of a car..how do this, how to do that..he is a very good teacher too!!!...he has gone through a lot for me..there were times where i was really naughty and and really bad towards him. now i regret doing all that to him cause he deserves better from me..all he wants from me is only to become someone in life and he wants the best for me..thats what all fathers would want for their children. when i was in secondary school, those were my dark days in life. i had a lot of bad companies and i was kinda screwing up my life. even then, my dad took me out of the scene and talked to me..he is soooo cool that he shares talks with me and treats me like an adult..he is soo open...i would say that my dad is also my close and best friend in the world..he would be the guy that i will always miss wherever i go and of course some of my other friends..but my dad..i would definitely do!!!....dad, i promise you that i will study and be a better a man in life. HAPPY FATHER'S DAY PA!!!! I LOVE YOU SOOO MUCH!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2857387567399550650-1428418577230205447?l=vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/feeds/1428418577230205447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/1428418577230205447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/1428418577230205447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='HAPPY FATHER&apos;S DAY!!!!'/><author><name>vicknesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13957015970609517305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o5f4dCQ04V0/TkU0TDUD9mI/AAAAAAAAADk/LwPh7ndLvEo/s220/300720102762.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857387567399550650.post-4141095257422905454</id><published>2009-06-11T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T04:07:42.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction!</title><content type='html'>hi everybody, this would be my first post on my blog. yeah i know i am kinda left out and backward but thats ok...tease me all you want, sherry, suphon and anandh..go ahead guys haha..the thing is, i didnt have the inspiration to blog and stuff..but now i think i am going make this as my hobby..blogging!!!..will try to make my blog as interesting as possible. let me say something about me although i would like you to discover me. i love photography, sadly i dun have a camera..yeah i dont!. my dad has one but that's his and he uses it, and as i am living in kl now, its even more harder for me to bring it along with me. thats pretty sad. i love outdoor activities. chilling out with the right buddies would be just fine for me..slow music...live band, and a glass of cold drink..that would be the best time...its hard to earn friends whom will be there for you always..whom will not take advantage of your needs and helps you give them..i have came across all kind of friends...most common would be..when you have the dough, you have plenty of flies(friends) around you..when you got no dough. thats it..flies fly off...thats really sad..i guess getting true friend is really hard..not to say that i dont have true friends, i do have friends that can be called my close friends!!!...not going to mention their names here...or else they'd be full of themselves...haha..and thats not good..LOL...talking about friendship..the meaning of friendship is really deep..i will post another blog on friendship soon guys..for now peace out!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2857387567399550650-4141095257422905454?l=vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/feeds/4141095257422905454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2009/06/introduction.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/4141095257422905454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2857387567399550650/posts/default/4141095257422905454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickneswaranbalakrishnan.blogspot.com/2009/06/introduction.html' title='Introduction!'/><author><name>vicknesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13957015970609517305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o5f4dCQ04V0/TkU0TDUD9mI/AAAAAAAAADk/LwPh7ndLvEo/s220/300720102762.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
