<?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-10504212</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:18:11.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good is good</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>gabriel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10504212.post-113983542851523064</id><published>2006-02-13T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T04:57:08.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end.</title><content type='html'>love isnt a game where i hurt you, and you come back and hurt me back and we are supposed to forgive each other. we are not obliged to just because the other did the same. we do so because we want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to trust you again. but you are not helping. so now its my fault that i'm chauvinistic? for making you promise me it would not happen again. what so hard about that? instead you get angry as you think i'm suddenly going to control your life. i wasn't even angry at you, what gives you the right to be angry? &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you know..despite what everyone tells me not to do, i was ready to forgive whatever you did as long as you assure me you would not repeat whatever you did. but it seems your pride is more important than me. i'm disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think you understand how much what you did meant to me.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; i don't think you understand how much you meant to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm tired.. i thought i would never be. but somehow u managed to prove me wrong as you said you would. congrats. you got your wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it took 4 years for me to trust, and u shattered all of that in one night. who's the one thats feeling jacked? i won't deny it, i'm scared to trust you, just based on whatever you said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this is going no where. both of us are too self-righteous to ever step down and give what ever we want. i really can't accept this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hai niao gen yu xiang ai, zhi shi yi chang yi wai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;despite everything, she's right. you deserve happiness. but i won't be the one to be giving you it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;because you won't let me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the last post on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ge chien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;久未放晴的天空 依舊留著你的笑容&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;我拉著線 複習你給的溫柔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;讀完了依賴 我很快就離開&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;because of you i learnt to play so i dont get hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;its back to playing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10504212-113983542851523064?l=goodequalsgood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/feeds/113983542851523064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10504212&amp;postID=113983542851523064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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to say here as these moments are those i will remember for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've finally learnt that its never only about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you had one shot, one opportunity, would you capture it? or just let it slip?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night hurt so much. i was wrong about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i would tame the stars and save the brightest one for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;love is one big illusion i should try to forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10504212-113969054236166102?l=goodequalsgood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/feeds/113969054236166102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10504212-113880471217779402?l=goodequalsgood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/feeds/113880471217779402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10504212&amp;postID=113880471217779402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/113880471217779402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/113880471217779402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/2006/02/turn-back-time.html' title=''/><author><name>gabriel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10504212.post-113791160856875869</id><published>2006-01-21T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T22:33:28.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i understand its hard to believe whatever i say to you now.. i've done so many things to let you down. i was a jerk. i've been taking you for granted for the past few months we've been together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't appreciate all that you've done for me. instead i get angry at the slightest things, and vent my frustrations from other problems in my life on you.. even when you tried to help. im sorry. i wasn't understanding at all. even when i knew you couldn't meet me because of your family, i still got frustrated. i took the frequency we met as a gauge of how much you loved me, but overlooked other things that you've done for me. i never really reassured you on how much you meant to me. i never realised how wrong i was till now.. when i've lost you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a week and a half, and i've done alot of thinking these few days. i miss being with you. i realise now how much you mean to me when you are no longer here.. i want to change for you, i want to appreciate you.. i want you back in my life. i know i've hurt you alot.. by my actions which led you to think i don't care for you. i've made you so tired of this relationship, by my childish behaviour. instead of sitting down and talking things through, i chose to ignore you, or be angry at you without really understanding what you were going through. i promised you that no matter what happens i'll be there for you, and no matter what happens we would work things out. and i broke that promise. i should have made the effort to talk things through with you, instead of assuming things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still care for you. but i know these are just words. and i know that i've let you down so many times its hard to trust these words anymore.. all i've ever done in the past was just talk but not showing you how much you mean to me. i wish you would believe me that this time its different..that i really want to change.. but i would understand if you don't. i'm sorry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10504212-113791160856875869?l=goodequalsgood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/feeds/113791160856875869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10504212&amp;postID=113791160856875869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/113791160856875869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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eventually not making through was really a humbling experience. i wanted so badly then to jump onto the field and play, anything just to help out. later learning that i could be out for months from the cock doctor scared me even more. but i should go back and thank him someday. because i never felt like this before. as they say, you only learn to appreciate something when you've lost it. been taking for granted things in my life, things that mean a great deal to me. and i've begun to cherish the things that i have now. have i ever said i really love playing rugby? haha &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haven't been putting as much effort into training as i should. and its time to start training hard for A' divs nationals. starting as flanker tmr for match against ntu. i don't care how long i stay on, as long as i play my hardest. first 28 just ain't enough. its the first 15. silver isn't good enough. its the gold. and the first step towards that starts tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10504212-113790954221508118?l=goodequalsgood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/feeds/113790954221508118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10504212&amp;postID=113790954221508118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/113790954221508118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/113790954221508118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-is-second-chance-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>gabriel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10504212.post-113706976496356929</id><published>2006-01-12T04:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T19:12:45.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jie kou</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3lyric&amp;ct=150994944&amp;amp;amp;amp;lm=-1&amp;f=1&amp;amp;word=%BD%E5%BF%DA+%D6%DC%BD%DC%C2%D7"&gt;jie kou&lt;/a&gt; - zhou jie lun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;翻着我们的照片&lt;br /&gt;想念若隐若现&lt;br /&gt;去年的冬天&lt;br /&gt;我们笑得很甜&lt;br /&gt;看着你哭泣的脸&lt;br /&gt;对着我说再见来不及听见&lt;br /&gt;你已走得很远&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许你已经放弃我&lt;br /&gt;也许已经很难回头&lt;br /&gt;我知道是自己错过&lt;br /&gt;请再给我一个理由&lt;br /&gt;说你不爱我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算是我不懂&lt;br /&gt;能不能原谅我&lt;br /&gt;请不要把分手当作你的请求&lt;br /&gt;我知道坚持要走是你受伤的藉口&lt;br /&gt;请你回头&lt;br /&gt;我会陪你一直走到最后&lt;br /&gt;就算没有结果&lt;br /&gt;我也能够承受&lt;br /&gt;我知道你的痛是我给的承诺&lt;br /&gt;你说给过我纵容&lt;br /&gt;沉默是因为包容&lt;br /&gt;如果要走请你记得我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果难过..&lt;br /&gt;请你忘了我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't have to be this way. i'm so sorry. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;for hurting the person that meant most to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10504212-113706976496356929?l=goodequalsgood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/feeds/113706976496356929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10504212&amp;postID=113706976496356929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/113706976496356929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/113706976496356929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/2006/01/jie-kou_12.html' title='jie kou'/><author><name>gabriel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10504212.post-113656057088557625</id><published>2006-01-06T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T04:22:40.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>grounded</title><content type='html'>i've finally learnt to be contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; love can be so boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it was 3 am when you woke me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and we jumped in the car and drove as far as we could, just to get away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;we talked about our lives till the sun came up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;and now i'm thinking about how i wish i could go back, just for one more day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;one more day with you.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10504212-113656057088557625?l=goodequalsgood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/feeds/113656057088557625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10504212&amp;postID=113656057088557625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/113656057088557625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/113656057088557625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/2006/01/grounded.html' title='grounded'/><author><name>gabriel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10504212.post-113500840005142755</id><published>2005-12-19T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T11:49:51.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one last</title><content type='html'>I never could imagine, life without you&lt;br /&gt;From the moment you walked into my world&lt;br /&gt;Never knew how long a loving flame could burn&lt;br /&gt;But losing you has forced me to learn&lt;br /&gt;That we can't change the way we feel inside&lt;br /&gt;And every try at love never turns out right&lt;br /&gt;We both know it's better if we just let it go&lt;br /&gt;So let's have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;One last kiss&lt;br /&gt;One last touch&lt;br /&gt;One last tender moment between us&lt;br /&gt;One last dance&lt;br /&gt;To our first song&lt;br /&gt;While pretending there's nothing wrong&lt;br /&gt;Let's stay here for a while and&lt;br /&gt;Cherish every moment we're in denial&lt;br /&gt;We both know&lt;br /&gt;It's better if we just let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I try to take a stand at all&lt;br /&gt;I see your face again and I fall&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night there's the scent of a rose&lt;br /&gt;The smell of your perfume I suppose&lt;br /&gt;But we can't change the way we feel inside&lt;br /&gt;And every try at love never turns out right&lt;br /&gt;We both know it's better if we just let it go&lt;br /&gt;So let's have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby if we met each other under a diferent sky&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then things would be much better between you and I&lt;br /&gt;We could always hold on to this one special thing we share&lt;br /&gt;But it would be too much for us to bear&lt;br /&gt;So let's have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both know&lt;br /&gt;It's better if we just let it go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10504212-113500840005142755?l=goodequalsgood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/feeds/113500840005142755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10504212&amp;postID=113500840005142755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/113500840005142755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/113500840005142755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/2005/12/one-last.html' title='one last'/><author><name>gabriel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10504212.post-113489381485834085</id><published>2005-12-18T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T00:16:54.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stray</title><content type='html'>yuan lai wo zhi shi tu ran lei le&lt;br /&gt;yuan lai wo cheng zhe cheng dao wo ma le&lt;br /&gt;yuan lai wo bu ai le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long distance relationships don't work.&lt;br /&gt;and it ended up being like the rest now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10504212-113489381485834085?l=goodequalsgood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/feeds/113489381485834085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10504212&amp;postID=113489381485834085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/113489381485834085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/113489381485834085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/2005/12/stray.html' title='stray'/><author><name>gabriel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10504212.post-113340887597417351</id><published>2005-11-30T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T03:15:46.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>something pretty - patrick park</title><content type='html'>Here I am, where I’ve been&lt;br /&gt;I’ve walked a hundred miles in tobacco skin,&lt;br /&gt;And my clothes are worn &amp; gritty.&lt;br /&gt;And I know ugliness,&lt;br /&gt;Now show me something pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a dumb punk kid with nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;And too much weight for walking shoes.&lt;br /&gt;As for loneliness,&lt;br /&gt;She greets me every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the most I’m a glare,&lt;br /&gt;I’m the hopeless son who’s hardly there.&lt;br /&gt;I’m the open sign that’s always busted.&lt;br /&gt;I’m the friend you need, but can’t be trusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, where I’ve been&lt;br /&gt;I’ve walked a hundred miles in tobacco skin,&lt;br /&gt;And my clothes are worn &amp;amp; gritty.&lt;br /&gt;And I know ugliness,&lt;br /&gt;Now show me something pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must learn to control my temper on the field. time to go to gym&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10504212-113340887597417351?l=goodequalsgood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/feeds/113340887597417351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10504212&amp;postID=113340887597417351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/113340887597417351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/113340887597417351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/2005/11/something-pretty-patrick-park.html' title='something pretty - patrick park'/><author><name>gabriel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10504212.post-113271481710193650</id><published>2005-11-22T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T19:00:17.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>champs</title><content type='html'>champions again. plate champions this time, but still the feeling is indescribable. it just feels so good to win. what makes it even more sweet was that it wasn't an easy victory. there were lots of injuries, self-doubts and penalties. but we made it. making it to finals for next year nationals seem so real now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my leg is fucked up so badly that i won't be able to jump for the next week. but its all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving for genting on friday morning. maybe taking a break from this is what i need. start afresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its different now. why bother to save it when the both of us know things can't go back to the way they were again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not here to repeat the last four years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10504212-113271481710193650?l=goodequalsgood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/feeds/113271481710193650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10504212&amp;postID=113271481710193650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/113271481710193650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/113271481710193650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/2005/11/champs.html' title='champs'/><author><name>gabriel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10504212.post-113224059224167439</id><published>2005-11-17T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T07:41:15.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>all or nothing</title><content type='html'>i've learnt not to take a lot of things for granted after recovering from my damn long illness. being able to train is definately one of them. which i'll get to do tmr finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe if we get to meet more than once a week things could be different. but this is a mistake. i'm sick of trying. sick of this relationship of convenience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos you and i could lose it all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you got no more room inside for me in your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sums it up perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10504212-113224059224167439?l=goodequalsgood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/feeds/113224059224167439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10504212&amp;postID=113224059224167439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/113224059224167439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/113224059224167439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/2005/11/all-or-nothing.html' title='all or nothing'/><author><name>gabriel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10504212.post-113099798849752341</id><published>2005-11-02T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T00:29:32.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cannonball</title><content type='html'>Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth&lt;br /&gt;Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt&lt;br /&gt;Still a little hard to say what's going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a little bit of your ghost, your witness&lt;br /&gt;Still a little bit of your song in my ear&lt;br /&gt;Still a little bit of your words I long to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stones taught me to fly&lt;br /&gt;Love, taught me to lie&lt;br /&gt;Life, it taught me to die&lt;br /&gt;So it's not hard to fall&lt;br /&gt;When you float like a cannonball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stones taught me to fly&lt;br /&gt;Love, it taught me to cry&lt;br /&gt;So come on courage&lt;br /&gt;Teach me to be shy&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's not hard to fall&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna scare her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not hard to fall&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna lose&lt;br /&gt;It's not hard to grow&lt;br /&gt;When you know that you just don't know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10504212-113099798849752341?l=goodequalsgood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/feeds/113099798849752341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10504212&amp;postID=113099798849752341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/113099798849752341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/113099798849752341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/2005/11/cannonball.html' title='Cannonball'/><author><name>gabriel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10504212.post-112991329125942973</id><published>2005-10-21T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T09:48:11.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im promoted. the past few weeks have really been emotionally taxing. but im glad i took something out of all these. to not take things for granted and only wait till something happens and try to make up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insignificant things suddenly become significant when you realise your days are numbered. the feel of the field, being in lt3, the fruit stall's tidbits, going to arthar with the gang, people. funny how i never noticed before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the feeling of helplessness, knowing that you cannot change the outcome no matter what you do or how hard you want to work. its the feeling of regret. feeling alone even when surrounded by people. the feeling of waking up every morning and knowing there isn't anything to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling of relief, hope and motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a long post. good is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to bulk up and prepare to trash rj and ac next year. friendly match next week. by then i'll put on 2 kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to make this work. you have done more for me than you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10504212-112991329125942973?l=goodequalsgood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/feeds/112991329125942973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10504212&amp;postID=112991329125942973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/112991329125942973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/112991329125942973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-promoted.html' title=''/><author><name>gabriel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10504212.post-112945460734626170</id><published>2005-10-16T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T22:34:31.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Green day - Boulevard of broken dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk a lonely road&lt;br /&gt;The only one that I have ever known&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where it goes&lt;br /&gt;But it's home to me and I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk this empty street&lt;br /&gt;On the boulevard of broken dreams&lt;br /&gt;Where the city sleeps&lt;br /&gt;and I'm the only one and I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shadow's the only one that walks beside me&lt;br /&gt;My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me&lt;br /&gt;Till then I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking down the line&lt;br /&gt;That divides me somewhere in my mind&lt;br /&gt;On the border line&lt;br /&gt;Of the edge and where I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;Read between the lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's fucked up and everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;Check my vital signs&lt;br /&gt;To know I'm still alive and I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;commitment-phobic. this could be so much more, if not for me.&lt;br /&gt;i want to trust you. but im sorry. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;that you are a victim of what someone else has caused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10504212-112945460734626170?l=goodequalsgood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/feeds/112945460734626170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10504212&amp;postID=112945460734626170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/112945460734626170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/112945460734626170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/2005/10/green-day-boulevard-of-broken-dreams-i.html' title=''/><author><name>gabriel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10504212.post-112887202468139439</id><published>2005-10-09T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T08:20:32.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>vertical horizon - goodbye again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i don't know whats left to say&lt;br /&gt;but hear me out&lt;br /&gt;all of the dreams of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;keep breaking me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your falling in, i'm falling out&lt;br /&gt;so it's goodbye again&lt;br /&gt;it's way past time, for one last try&lt;br /&gt;so it's goodbye again&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.. again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting over, but whats the use&lt;br /&gt;and what can be said alone in this room&lt;br /&gt;maybe i would forget i was ever here&lt;br /&gt;maybe forget i was ever, never here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enrique iglesias - hero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you dance, if i asked you to dance&lt;br /&gt;would you save my soul, tonight&lt;br /&gt;would you tremble if i touched your lips&lt;br /&gt;would you laugh, oh please tell me this&lt;br /&gt;hold me in your arms, tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can be your hero baby&lt;br /&gt;i can kiss away the pain&lt;br /&gt;i will stand by you forever&lt;br /&gt;only you can take my breath away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you swear you would always be mine&lt;br /&gt;or would you lie&lt;br /&gt;would you run and hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i just want to hold you&lt;br /&gt;i just want to hold you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;am i in too deep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;have i lost my mind?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i dont care..&lt;br /&gt;you're here tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how else to express whats inside now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10504212-112887202468139439?l=goodequalsgood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/feeds/112887202468139439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10504212&amp;postID=112887202468139439' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/112887202468139439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/112887202468139439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/2005/10/vertical-horizon-goodbye-again-guess-i.html' title=''/><author><name>gabriel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10504212.post-112814975566362107</id><published>2005-09-30T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T11:31:39.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its the blood of a champion that is running through my veins</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;clay aiken - the way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's something 'bout the way that I can't take my eyes off you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's something 'bout the way your lips invite, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe it's the way that I get nervous when your around. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I want you to be mine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and if you need a reason why, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's in the way that you move me, and the way that you tease me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's in the way that you hold me, and the way that you know me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I can't find the right words to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's something 'bout how you stay on my mind, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe it's the look you get in your eyes. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe it's the way that makes me feel to see you smile. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the reasons they may change &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But what I'm feeling stays the same.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't put my fingers on just what it is that makes me love you, you baby. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So don't ask me to describe, I get all choked up inside, just thinking bout the way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just for one more week. rugby withdrawal symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know how it may seem like right now, but give me the benefit of the doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;old habits old people, new circumstances. its 2 wasted years gone under the bridge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10504212-112814975566362107?l=goodequalsgood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10504212.post-112774454845232600</id><published>2005-09-26T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T05:09:46.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10504212-112774454845232600?l=goodequalsgood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/feeds/112774454845232600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10504212&amp;postID=112774454845232600' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/112774454845232600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/112774454845232600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/2005/09/awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>gabriel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10504212.post-112722935631589682</id><published>2005-09-20T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T08:56:16.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nothings gonna stop us now</title><content type='html'>ora and sas alumni match on sunday. watching the match made me miss my old team. rugby is definately not the same without you guys. the telepathy i had with my lifters, that made me feel i could get every opposition lineout ball, the camadarie, the stupid things we do, the sense of belonging. will i get it back here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promos are coming damn soon. the stress and backlog of work is piling up. yet i've never felt more motivated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10504212-112722935631589682?l=goodequalsgood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/feeds/112722935631589682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10504212&amp;postID=112722935631589682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/112722935631589682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/112722935631589682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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(and not in MI)&lt;br /&gt;Gain 2 more kg of muscle mass by end of promos.&lt;br /&gt;Don't burn out before promos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long-term goal :&lt;br /&gt;Get into first team, and&lt;br /&gt;Win the championships next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10504212-112675366635590423?l=goodequalsgood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/feeds/112675366635590423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10504212&amp;postID=112675366635590423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/112675366635590423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/112675366635590423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/2005/09/short-term-goals-make-it-to-j2.html' title=''/><author><name>gabriel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10504212.post-112619519733814780</id><published>2005-09-08T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T14:37:00.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from the gym with jingteng. bishan gym is full of monsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching the sunrise at airport brought back memories. time really flies. for a split second i almost missed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im over all that now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10504212-112619519733814780?l=goodequalsgood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/feeds/112619519733814780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10504212&amp;postID=112619519733814780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/112619519733814780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/112619519733814780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-came-back-from-gym-with-jingteng.html' title=''/><author><name>gabriel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10504212.post-112524183125669450</id><published>2005-08-28T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T09:01:40.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dissidents</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Nothing is impossible for the man who doesn’t have to do it himself." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard this quote from someone today and its damn true. how many times have you heard people making discouraging remarks about things they probably won't and dare not try, yet want to shoot down those people who have the courage to at least try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of this sentence? shut your mouth if you don't have anything good to say.&lt;br /&gt;im only more inspired to do my best now and prove you wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ash - Starcrossed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could ease your fears&lt;br /&gt;I would catch the diamond tears you're weeping&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes I would hide&lt;br /&gt;By your side I could defy&lt;br /&gt;The forces tearing us apart&lt;br /&gt;But reality, as it seems&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, is that our dream&lt;br /&gt;Was fated from the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this time now it's far too late&lt;br /&gt;You can't save us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10504212-112524183125669450?l=goodequalsgood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/feeds/112524183125669450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10504212&amp;postID=112524183125669450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/112524183125669450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/112524183125669450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/2005/08/dissidents.html' title='dissidents'/><author><name>gabriel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10504212.post-112454275642724740</id><published>2005-08-20T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T06:34:25.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>miracles do happen.</title><content type='html'>147th reason why i love rugby -&lt;br /&gt;6 years of sports and i have never ever came close to sniffing the gold medal in any competition. today changes it all. nothing beats the feeling today. got my first taste of victory, and im even more hungry for the first team and next year's 15 a side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you really do reap the rewards when you really want something that badly and are willing to give everything for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to move on. emotionally, not just physically. whatever that means.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10504212-112454275642724740?l=goodequalsgood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/feeds/112454275642724740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10504212&amp;postID=112454275642724740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/112454275642724740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/112454275642724740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/2005/08/miracles-do-happen.html' title='miracles do happen.'/><author><name>gabriel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10504212.post-112417050099201139</id><published>2005-08-15T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T08:06:04.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>theres something really gratifying about making your own money and not always having to rely on your parents. especially when u make more in a day than your parents make in half a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to drop out of school. jc life isn't for me. i have zero interest in whatever shit is being taught in school. if only i could just go get a job now and fuck care the monotomy of education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need money. anyone with part time jobs please sms me. i'll do anything that pays above 8 bucks an hour. anything. except u know ahem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10504212-112417050099201139?l=goodequalsgood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/feeds/112417050099201139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10504212&amp;postID=112417050099201139' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/112417050099201139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10504212/posts/default/112417050099201139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodequalsgood.blogspot.com/2005/08/theres-something-really-gratifying.html' title=''/><author><name>gabriel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10504212.post-112403841792063188</id><published>2005-08-14T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T10:40:55.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had match against centaurs u-17 on saturday. wasn't really a good match. team play was disorganised, and defence was really leaky. i think most of the newbies really have to work on their tackling, although they are doing quite well in other aspects and learning the game really fast. tackling (or the lack of) really killed us in the game. everytime the opponent have the ball they make it past our advantage line because someone missed a tackle. and the entire forward pack have to backtrack to support. then the opponent swings the ball to the other end of the field, we miss another tackle, and the forward pack runs all the way across the field to secure the ball again. i nearly died from exhaustion, not to mention the other erm bulkier forwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but credit has to be given to the new j1s. they performed well individually considering this is only their second match. most of them have potential and im sure they will improve alot more with more experience. looking forward to next match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time, and that almost seemed like a lifetime ago, yet the past always has a way of catching up with you. this is who i am now. not then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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