<?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-6279584136176299879</id><updated>2011-07-30T11:04:16.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosmic Of Destinies</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6279584136176299879/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brian Dyann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11548079115605545706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O4z_xYStYlo/SBk-iW43rZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lPOaZe2qEX4/S220/Sebastian+Stan+8.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279584136176299879.post-6844647526340522002</id><published>2009-09-06T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T00:01:45.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>Sorry Guys for not posting, i have no time. So much has changed for me in the workshop. It was truely an amazing experience. thank you so much to everyone that supported me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6279584136176299879-6844647526340522002?l=destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/feeds/6844647526340522002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/2009/09/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6279584136176299879/posts/default/6844647526340522002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6279584136176299879/posts/default/6844647526340522002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/2009/09/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Brian Dyann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11548079115605545706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O4z_xYStYlo/SBk-iW43rZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lPOaZe2qEX4/S220/Sebastian+Stan+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279584136176299879.post-1713249286277114416</id><published>2009-09-04T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T07:40:57.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soaring Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Second Day Has Passed. So Inspiring. So Motivating. So Emotional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;My Heart was filled with a lot of regret and disappointment. Tears rolled down my cheek, each representing the guilt i feel. For the first time ever in my life, i actually believed in myself and cast away my greatest fear, Judgment. When Trainer Amin told as to listen and sing along to Mariah Carey's Hero, It was the first time i ever sang out loud--&gt; For anyone to hear that is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I didn't care what people think. I Love singing, i should do it. That is best thing i have gotten from this workshop, in addition to the wonderful learning techniques too... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyways, After Hearing Hero, I Cant Stop singing it. I Started to sing another song the meant alot to me too. A Song that says what i Want to do... It Is Pretty Much EVERYTHING that i have got from this workshop.It goes like this:(Lyrics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'm wiser now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'm not the foolish guy you used to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So long ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'm stronger now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I've learned from my mistakes which way to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And I should know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I put myself aside to do it your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But now I need to do it all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It's over now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I cant go back to living through your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Too many lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And if you don't know by now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I can't go back to being someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Not anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I never had a chance to do things my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So now it's time for me to take control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I start again go back to one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'm running things my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Can't stop me now, I've just begun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Don't even think about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There ain't no way about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'm taking names, the ones of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Yes I'm gonna take my turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It's time for me to finally stand alone, stand alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am not afraid to try it on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And I dont care if Im right or wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ill live my life the way I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;No matter what Im gonna keep it real you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Its time for me to do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;See I'm not afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;This is the Song if you want to listen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Jpypk-PHh8&amp;amp;feature=fvst"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Course Has influence me so much. But the sad thing is, I wanted to speak up and raise my hand to speak about myself. But always, my fear of judgment held me down and when i finally gather enough courage to raise my hand, someone else did it first.  I have to work on that alone. i had so many ideas to talk about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;All my emotions bottled inside me, i feel like i'm going to explode. I'm really not exaggerating. I will just shout LOUD, if i really can't hold all this emotions back.&lt;/span&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/6279584136176299879-1713249286277114416?l=destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/feeds/1713249286277114416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/2009/09/soaring-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6279584136176299879/posts/default/1713249286277114416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6279584136176299879/posts/default/1713249286277114416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/2009/09/soaring-dreams.html' title='Soaring Dreams'/><author><name>Brian Dyann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11548079115605545706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O4z_xYStYlo/SBk-iW43rZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lPOaZe2qEX4/S220/Sebastian+Stan+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279584136176299879.post-7855479587966057266</id><published>2009-09-03T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T07:50:32.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgotten memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;When you're safe inside your room you tend to dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Of a place where nothing's harder than it seems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; No one ever wants or bothers to explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Of the heartache life can bring and what it means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Now in a world where innocence is quickly claimed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; It's so hard to stand your ground when you're so afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; No one reaches out a hand for you to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; When you look outside look inside to your soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Life is a journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; It can take you anywhere you choose to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; As long as you're learning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; You'll find all you'll ever need to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;You'll make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Just don't forsake it because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; No one can tell you what you can't do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; No one can stop you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;When there's no one else, look inside yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Like your oldest friend just trust the voice within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Then you'll find the strength that will guide your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; You'll learn to begin to trust the voice within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Does these words seems familiar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So Inspirational. So Success Driving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Just Finished the first day of motivational Workshop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Trainers (,Or instructors, which ever...) Are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Amin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ben Ong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Danny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Its was like a day of constant laughter... Humor in all ways possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;All have their respective ways of sharing the information,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but the message they invoke are equal important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That's why i have decided to post something after a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I have something to admit. to confess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wow... Its really hard... i wish i could talk to somebody about how i feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But "It" is holding me back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What is "it", you ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm not ready to reveal it. It's a form, Starting with the letter 'J', that makes up about 95% of fear. It has manifested so much over the years... Now, So Big that i don't even know if i can defeat it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyways, i'd better get to the point..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;What has been holding me back all these years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Like the trainer, Amin, had said: Fear of disappointment.(If i'm right..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;That is true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I constantly feel the pressure... The Heartache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;However, i assume unlike most of you, my fear comes from losing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Most of you just wants to go to a good school so your future will be set.. You can have a good life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;But that barely is the reason for me to motivated myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;For the 1st half of my sec 4 year, 2009, I kept telling myself if i studied hard i can have a very good future....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;But as time went by, i realised something. i have no intentions for the future. All i wanted to do is to be the best that i can be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Just the thought of losing to people Kills me. I'm not saying i'm superior than others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;When Melvin Or Jue Ping Beats me in a certain subject, I feel like my heart has been ripped apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I started to get so angry at myself for not bothering to study harder... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;When i'm with friends, i tell them i blame the teacher for setting the paper too hard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Cause i thought that was normal. But in actual fact, i blame myself. I Might not show that i care when i make a careless mistake or made a mistake because i didn't study, i'm actually torned inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;i've been made fun alot, and i think that's enough... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;So, i try to act like i don't care...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;None of my friends even seem to understand my feelings at times, but i don't blame them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;i don't express my feelings around them anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Anyways, The thing i want to admit is that... I haven't been studying... I'm damn serious. i slack off everyday, playing games or watching television. Somehow, i managed 4 A1s.. And 2 C5s... It'd up to you to believe it. But thing is, For the past years and months, i have been getting high marks because the questions that came out are things that i have learnt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;So, I'm lucky. But will my luck run out by O levels? i don't know. And that is why i'm going to ask one of my trainers tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I have no idea why things keep working out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Is it because i know alot? Which i think i don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Is it because i'm lucky? Which i think i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Or is it because i'm actually gifted? Which i really Doubt i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;So many more questions. So little time.&lt;/span&gt;&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/6279584136176299879-7855479587966057266?l=destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/feeds/7855479587966057266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/2009/09/forgotten-memory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6279584136176299879/posts/default/7855479587966057266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6279584136176299879/posts/default/7855479587966057266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/2009/09/forgotten-memory.html' title='Forgotten memory'/><author><name>Brian Dyann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11548079115605545706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O4z_xYStYlo/SBk-iW43rZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lPOaZe2qEX4/S220/Sebastian+Stan+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279584136176299879.post-2119979597653499993</id><published>2009-08-21T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T23:32:09.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprising Turn Of Events</title><content type='html'>Wow... I got through the mother tongue "O" levels... Yea yea, a C5 Ain't Very Good... But, I was expecting an E8 or D7... You can say i was pleased.. This gives me so much motivation... For a subject that i constantly get F9, Getting a C5 is quite eye-opening. What about subjects that i can excel in. what about o levels.. haha... it kinda feels comforting... None the less, i still have to focus for my prelims. My Social Studies And English Paper 1 are both dead.. haha bye byw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6279584136176299879-2119979597653499993?l=destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/feeds/2119979597653499993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/2009/08/surprising-turn-of-events.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6279584136176299879/posts/default/2119979597653499993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6279584136176299879/posts/default/2119979597653499993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/2009/08/surprising-turn-of-events.html' title='Surprising Turn Of Events'/><author><name>Brian Dyann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11548079115605545706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O4z_xYStYlo/SBk-iW43rZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lPOaZe2qEX4/S220/Sebastian+Stan+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279584136176299879.post-645523646326864240</id><published>2009-08-18T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T06:19:44.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little things We Forget...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Remember Cartoons??&lt;br /&gt;---Not The Animes Of Course----&lt;br /&gt;Many Of You Think That Cartoons Are Kiddish and You Are too Mature for them... Yes, I agree... It's Kinda Lame, So Much Drama... Blah Blah Blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Just A Few Days Ago, I was watching cartoons with my sister... We Stumbled upon cartoon network and it was showing Barbie as princess and the pauper... I told her to change the channel as it was so lame... but as a child, she refused... So i watched it... while watching, i realized something. it actually is kinda nice to watch... Too dramatic but... Somehow, it spoke to me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;All my life i have always thought i was doing the right thing by being true to myself. I thought i was patient with my family for constantly nagging at me.. but at times i thought it was my limit and out of anger i yelled at them... but after watching several of these shows, i realise something... i was not at all patient. My level of patience was actually only around 25% of what is necessary. Though It May Suck, It is my Duty to be a son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Duty Means Doing The Things Your Heart May Well Regret"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Haha... so for all these years, i was wrong. I really owe my parents an apology... People may think that how i treat my parents is normal but i just find it bad... Haizz.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;See... There are somethings that we forget as we grow up... We may forget the important things that builds our personality and character... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Waiting behind the clouds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Is the sky that's always clear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;And chasing away the doubts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;You watch the sun appear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;It's shining to remind you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;As each new day begins,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;There's always hope if you just let it in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I was living in a fantasy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;waiting for somebody to rescue me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;but I've found a way to light the dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;It was always here inside my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;No more fairy tale pretending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'll make my own happy ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;There's a star that's shining down on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Reflecting everything that I can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Every journey starts inside the heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;and there's no mountain that's too far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;If I set my mind to it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;whatever it is, I can do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I got All These From The Same Show... So Much i have Forgotten... Haizz.. So Much to catch up on. Hope i have enlightened some of you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6279584136176299879-645523646326864240?l=destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/feeds/645523646326864240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/2009/08/little-things-we-forget.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6279584136176299879/posts/default/645523646326864240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6279584136176299879/posts/default/645523646326864240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/2009/08/little-things-we-forget.html' title='Little things We Forget...'/><author><name>Brian Dyann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11548079115605545706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O4z_xYStYlo/SBk-iW43rZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lPOaZe2qEX4/S220/Sebastian+Stan+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279584136176299879.post-6952936253661607433</id><published>2009-08-14T22:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T22:48:57.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Lose Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its is not impossible for you to achieve that grade jiayang.. Nothing is impossible... In Secondary 2 And 3 i wasn't performing up to standard too...l1r5 was pretty high.. I didn't really care much about studies till sec4 mid term. Seriously, i rarely did an revision for my studies at all, just homework... After that, i would just be watching tv or playing the computer. When The Mid term started, i started to panic. So, I put my heart into studying the FULL subject for the exam on the next day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt;(E.g. If Tmr is Chem, I Will Study The Whole CHem Textbook)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I Scored quite good... Except for humanities and language of course...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But Now I Know That If I can Do This Good From Last Minute revision, Who Is to say i Can't Be Better If I Continuous Revise Everyday... So Don't Give Up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I Can Tell All Of you Frankly That i will not be performing up to standard for this Prelim.. Too Much That don't understand and too much that i can't grasp... i would be lucky if i can get an 80 for chem and science(phys,bio). Even for E Math... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Haizz ..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its is not impossible for you to achieve that grade jiayang.. Nothing is impossible... In Secondary 2 And 3 i wasn't performing up to standard too...l1r5 was pretty high.. I didn't really care much about studies till sec4 mid term. Seriously, i rarely did an revision for my studies at all, just homework... After that, i would just be watching tv or playing the computer. When The Mid term started, i started to panic. So, I put my heart into studying the FULL subject for the exam on the next day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt;(E.g. If Tmr is Chem, I Will Study The Whole CHem Textbook)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I Scored quite good... Except for humanities and language of course...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But Now I Know That If I can Do This Good From Last Minute revision, Who Is to say i Can't Be Better If I Continuous Revise Everyday... So Don't Give Up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I Can Tell All Of you Frankly That i will not be performing up to standard for this Prelim.. Too Much That don't understand and too much that i can't grasp... i would be lucky if i can get an 80 for chem and science(phys,bio). Even for E Math... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Haizz ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Too All, Don't Give Up Just Because You are failing or not doing up to standard..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;You Will Only be a failure if you dont try to fight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead Of Giving Yourself Reasons Why You Can't, Give Yourself Reasons Why You Can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So Don't Give Up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6279584136176299879-6952936253661607433?l=destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/feeds/6952936253661607433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-lose-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6279584136176299879/posts/default/6952936253661607433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6279584136176299879/posts/default/6952936253661607433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-lose-hope.html' title='Don&apos;t Lose Hope'/><author><name>Brian Dyann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11548079115605545706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O4z_xYStYlo/SBk-iW43rZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lPOaZe2qEX4/S220/Sebastian+Stan+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279584136176299879.post-6583572896577591982</id><published>2009-08-10T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T07:15:45.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well, I Wasted The Week End Watching Charmed....&lt;br /&gt;Funny Thing, I Dreamt That I Was Writing This. And Now I Am..&lt;br /&gt;Magic Attracts My Attention... My Mind Is Wild....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Moving On... Trapped In Darkness... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Where Am I?"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;        "Who Are You?"....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    "What Is This Place?"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  I Asked Myself... Am I Still Human? Am I Still On Earth? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                      So Many Questions, So Little Time to Get Answers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;          Out Of The Silence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  "Don't Be Afraid... Close Your Eyes..Let Your Heart Take To The Place You Want To Be... Sssshhhh... Follow Your Heart"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;What Does It Mean? Beats Me... Maybe One Day I'll Understand...&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Nowadays, I'm just pondering when will nature fully eliminate me.. Or Will it? Maybe i'm just over thinking things... It does make sense, doesn't it? If Gaia removes animals that affect the balance of nature, shouldn't humans be affected as well... i'm not saying i'm special or weird but things have been happening,  signs have been appearing... Haizz... i'm so tried. Maybe One Day I'll meet the brothers in my dreams... if your smart, You can guess who the 3 brothers are...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways Nights.. I'm tired... got to go back study...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6279584136176299879-6583572896577591982?l=destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/feeds/6583572896577591982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6279584136176299879/posts/default/6583572896577591982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6279584136176299879/posts/default/6583572896577591982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-beginning.html' title='A New Beginning'/><author><name>Brian Dyann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11548079115605545706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O4z_xYStYlo/SBk-iW43rZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lPOaZe2qEX4/S220/Sebastian+Stan+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279584136176299879.post-6811321377884866291</id><published>2009-08-08T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T01:43:51.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trapped By Judgement, Feared By The Truth</title><content type='html'>Maybe The Truth Is Hard To Except...&lt;br /&gt;Always Scared Of What My Actions May Lead To...&lt;br /&gt;Its Like, For Example,&lt;br /&gt;When I Drop A Ruler On The Floor, And I'm Too Lazy To Pick It Up, Thinking That Other People Will Pick It Up, These Will Come To My Mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;What If Someone Slips On It When&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Holding A Knife&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Holding A Hot Plate Of Food&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Or Just Walking...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;There Is More But I'm Too Tired To Write More..&lt;br /&gt;I'm A Freak, Aren't I? Haha &lt;br /&gt;That's Pretty Much What I Hate About Me... Its Over now... See a soon.&lt;br /&gt;And To All Sec4 And 5, Good Luck For Your Prelims..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6279584136176299879-6811321377884866291?l=destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/feeds/6811321377884866291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/2009/08/trapped-by-judgement-feared-by-truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6279584136176299879/posts/default/6811321377884866291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6279584136176299879/posts/default/6811321377884866291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/2009/08/trapped-by-judgement-feared-by-truth.html' title='Trapped By Judgement, Feared By The Truth'/><author><name>Brian Dyann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11548079115605545706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O4z_xYStYlo/SBk-iW43rZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lPOaZe2qEX4/S220/Sebastian+Stan+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279584136176299879.post-1771700865934075967</id><published>2009-08-07T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T02:42:42.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Of Unending Torment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;I'm So Tired!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   Well, Today Ended As Normal... We Got To Wear A Red Or white Tee To school... I was quite hesitant to wear red or white today. But it all went Well... i Don't Know If I Should Tell More People Of My Blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;..... Its So Stressing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Btw&lt;/span&gt; From &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tmr&lt;/span&gt; Onwards, I Wont Be Posting Personal Stuff.. But A Story. You'll See it soon... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt; I Know I Haven't Been Writing Much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;   Listen To Music Here! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;-When A Woman Loves A Man&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;-I'll Be There&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;-How Great Thou Art&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;-I Surrender All&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;-Angel's Wings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;-Get Another Boyfriend&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;-No Surprise&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Come To My Facebook. Page Too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6279584136176299879-1771700865934075967?l=destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/feeds/1771700865934075967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-of-unending-torment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6279584136176299879/posts/default/1771700865934075967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6279584136176299879/posts/default/1771700865934075967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-of-unending-torment.html' title='Day Of Unending Torment'/><author><name>Brian Dyann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11548079115605545706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O4z_xYStYlo/SBk-iW43rZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lPOaZe2qEX4/S220/Sebastian+Stan+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279584136176299879.post-5194386942852714890</id><published>2009-08-06T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T04:40:14.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Return From Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     Brian's Back... Hello... I Thought Of Making A Blog As i Didn't Want To Spend My Time Wasted On Crappy Stuff Like Playing Games Or Watching television... Well it took Me About An hour To Get this Page Up So I'll Turn In Now.. Nights...&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6279584136176299879-5194386942852714890?l=destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/feeds/5194386942852714890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/2009/08/return-from-reality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6279584136176299879/posts/default/5194386942852714890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6279584136176299879/posts/default/5194386942852714890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinies-intertwined.blogspot.com/2009/08/return-from-reality.html' title='Return From Reality'/><author><name>Brian Dyann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11548079115605545706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O4z_xYStYlo/SBk-iW43rZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lPOaZe2qEX4/S220/Sebastian+Stan+8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
