<?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-30212760</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:32:42.548+08:00</updated><category term='the awakening'/><title type='text'>joshe</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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>162</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30212760.post-6969506391528078427</id><published>2009-05-08T02:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T03:22:31.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well , Today .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has been a rough day for me ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today , i experienced the people who i perhaps actually consider fiends . nope , not friends , fiends .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw , a tad bit of true human nature .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am utterly confused , who is enemy and who is family .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be it that im humble , i wont even bother arguing with it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morals . Id laugh at people's knowledge of morals .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now , im feelin a lil down , mad , burnt by endurance .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz face it , adults will be adults .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who they can be , how close they are to you ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how young they are , adults are adults .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they've lost trust in people ,&lt;br /&gt;not like a child , who's born with a faith of hope .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they;ve lost themselves , disillusioned by the world's values and social conditioning ,&lt;br /&gt;unlike a child , who's happy by the thought of candy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they've been crackdown , to surviving life .&lt;br /&gt;Not living life , like a child , who's just out to catch that frog . and dances in glee when its caught with his very own hands .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has became competition , rather thdn emulation .&lt;br /&gt;elimination just for survival , even to its own kind .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they;ve forgotten , the simple glees of life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that im a moronic kid who goes around catching frogs for glee .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey , be nice . be open , be tactical , be kind , be analytical . be effective .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least , dont sterotype .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morals , arent they developed by men ?&lt;br /&gt;what are morals ?&lt;br /&gt;who's to say right and wrong ,&lt;br /&gt;who's to say elitism is right and discrimination is wrong ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not God , be it you .&lt;br /&gt;and for that very fact , creates individualism .&lt;br /&gt;and for individualism to exist , no one must impose .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im disappointed , in humans , in my own kind .&lt;br /&gt;if i had to shoot the bad guys , id gun down my own people first .&lt;br /&gt;and thdn again , what morals would that pose of me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was challenged today ,&lt;br /&gt;that i need to study , in order to know whats really going on around the world .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And id humbly take a bow at the ignorance of central banks , the illuminati , chem trails , economic hitman etc .&lt;br /&gt;it is your reality to think that , i dont blame you . for your misjudged values of this world .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im utterly disappointed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morals , maybe ill laugh at the way he said it , maybe i wont .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knows ? maybe central banks , illuminati , chem trails economic hitmans are all bullshit .&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE im wrong . *though i hardly think so* . but who am i to judge .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if im so fuckin sure of what im thinkin ,&lt;br /&gt;what makes you think you're not as sure as i am ,&lt;br /&gt;and for that very reason , who is to judge .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont do stupid things ,&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes id wonder whats the true meaning of intelligence .&lt;br /&gt;and ill think , and thdn ill start laughing . cuz i thought of thinking .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not judgin anyone here ,&lt;br /&gt;im just saying , dont judge .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know . no you dont .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now ,&lt;br /&gt;i dont even have the mood to typed out bout dirt bike riding , attemps at hunting , and scaring the shit out of chickens . not even in the mood to talk bout saving a rather huge fire last week .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know , there is a downside to humility and silence ,&lt;br /&gt;that is , who gives a fuck bout u .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morals .&lt;br /&gt;whoever created this word must have meant it as a joke .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-6969506391528078427?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/6969506391528078427/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30212760.post-6900294916044874842</id><published>2009-03-02T21:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:15:16.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large; color: rgb(0, 255, 255); font-family: impact,sans-serif;"&gt;Life is an interesting journey you never know where it'll take you,&lt;br /&gt;Peaks and valley's,&lt;br /&gt;Twists and turns,&lt;br /&gt;You can get the surprise of your life,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes on the way to where you going, you might think "This is the worst time of my life"&lt;br /&gt;But you know what at the end of the road,&lt;br /&gt;If you get to where you wanted to be,&lt;br /&gt;You remember "what doesnt kill you makes you stronger"&lt;br /&gt;On your way to the top,&lt;br /&gt;You can do anything,&lt;br /&gt;But how do u get your life back when you get there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-6900294916044874842?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/6900294916044874842/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=6900294916044874842' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/6900294916044874842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/6900294916044874842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-is-interesting-journey-you-never.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-5878456812093048794</id><published>2009-03-02T11:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T13:35:40.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Perhaps its nostalgia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps lookin at those pictures of the ones i spent time with over previous year took me down a lil .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thdn i wonder if it made sense to feel that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt set de frame right in de first place ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i couldn care less bout social groups ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz im so sick of all de superficial reactions that humans forced into their own reality .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thdn , i wonder , if i was wrong .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did it and did it not that i made a choice ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was i insane ? sad . or crazy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz if that's de case , perhaps im alright .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not , maybe ived been the one who's been changing masks .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i did was to feel how i really feel . at different situations .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt meant a masquerade to happen .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it didnt .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy , for being who i am .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy , that i have a choice .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that  i actually want to make a choice thdn rather fall into the trap of social conditioning .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who cares ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i knw .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least i do .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope de best for them ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that they will truly pursue a dream .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and experience de blood flow pass their every vein .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thdn , they will truly knw that they are alive .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well alot did happen over the past week ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed her birthday , and frm thdn on , everythin was madness in a package .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im handlin it pretty nicely .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want any of my classmates to worry .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they'd be too crank to worry anyway .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but alright .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love to those who did =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never explain yourself .&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend dont need it ,&lt;br /&gt;and your enemies wont believe it .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-5878456812093048794?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30212760.post-1866949925891482684</id><published>2009-02-17T00:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T00:56:34.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There has always been ghosts in systems . rules . and mentality .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random segments of code that have been put together to form unexpected protocols&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unanticpated, these free radical engendered questions of freewill .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Creativity , and even the nature of what we call the soul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is it when some are left in the darkness , they seek out the light .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do we explain this .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random segments of code ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or is it something more ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When does perceptual schematic turn to consciousness ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When does the difference engine become the search for truth ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When does the personality stimulation become the bitter moat of the soul?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you see here in your own darkened eyes ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Truth in Consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;De soul . ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do you see ?&lt;br /&gt;As the blankness of itself stare you back in the mirror .&lt;br /&gt;Are you even aware ?&lt;br /&gt;What light would u shine now .&lt;br /&gt;Do you even dare to know .&lt;br /&gt;What lurks and what not .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Death smiles at you .&lt;br /&gt;All you can do , is smile back .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-1866949925891482684?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30212760.post-2365638989608299695</id><published>2009-02-16T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T00:18:28.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shred</title><content type='html'>I got shot down today .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got shot from the back .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it that i radically find what is utmost important to me ?&lt;br /&gt;that my dreams and passions could be felt running through my veins ever so readily .&lt;br /&gt;as all it ever flows is back into my wounded thumping heart .&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing in life that can pacify the thought of fear , of your very self .&lt;br /&gt;if we were to do the things we are capable of , we would astound ourselves .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those words enter my head .&lt;br /&gt;It rings like a church bell over Notre Dame's Gothic Cathedral .&lt;br /&gt;It rung , over and over again , as if it broke .&lt;br /&gt;and yet , the very heart of de belle keeps its whispers in hurt ,&lt;br /&gt;Dont try to fix me ,&lt;br /&gt;Im not broken .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate , may it be the heart of my strength .&lt;br /&gt;It is I , who is able to stare fear in its eye .&lt;br /&gt;Roar , let it know , that it can take our lives ,&lt;br /&gt;but they can never take my Freedom .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awaken de darkness within .&lt;br /&gt;shed light upon it .&lt;br /&gt;and the bells may ring .&lt;br /&gt;all it takes , is an assassin's creed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awaken . My old friend .&lt;br /&gt;Its time to bring down the house .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-2365638989608299695?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/2365638989608299695/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=2365638989608299695' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/2365638989608299695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/2365638989608299695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2009/02/shred.html' title='Shred'/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-2345709240081378869</id><published>2009-02-11T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:05:14.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is Intriguing  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that my life is a dilemma in a devil's playground .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of which i know what to do and when to do .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that , i know specifically what i need .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would it bother me if i chose to appear as what it is or not .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no it wouldn .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonnes of things and places ived saw and been in life .&lt;br /&gt;be it family member assination ,&lt;br /&gt;to hiding for my life , hunted for my head .&lt;br /&gt;to raiding one of my dad's mistresses house and have her know who's boss .&lt;br /&gt;be it having kickass lovers .&lt;br /&gt;to carrying a giant teddy bear across orchard road to make a lover smile that day .&lt;br /&gt;be it sitting on the edge of de 21st storey , ready to die ,&lt;br /&gt;to overdosing myself w alcohol , ready to die .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i grew tired of being the stature of attention .&lt;br /&gt;the chiral hold of de constant trial of stabilizing my life .&lt;br /&gt;the constant love of becoming a greater man .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made a choice .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how is it possible that out of school my friends are boundless .&lt;br /&gt;that im kickass fun in clubs . that people are way more receptive when i make em .&lt;br /&gt;that i am blissful for who i am&lt;br /&gt;when i feel every blood rush down my veins for the things ived conquered .&lt;br /&gt;that i draw attention like a vampire's stash madly takes places .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in school im dead ?&lt;br /&gt;at least i was alive before ,&lt;br /&gt;till a point , i realize there was no point .&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing awesome bout being "it" in school .&lt;br /&gt;too much facade , too much grenade .&lt;br /&gt;may the force be with those who are hypnotized by social conditioning .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a choice was made ,&lt;br /&gt;as i watch everyday , de footsteps of my previous life wayy back , in many passerbys .&lt;br /&gt;that i anticipated , actions and reactions .&lt;br /&gt;that im too tired , and sick of it all , to even give a good response .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is too dramatic for me to be dramatic .&lt;br /&gt;i do what i do .&lt;br /&gt;may it seem hypocritical or not .&lt;br /&gt;because all i know , is ill get there .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ? ived bled .&lt;br /&gt;and till this day my heart lies broken in shattered pieces .&lt;br /&gt;that i wonder if i should still believe in true love ,&lt;br /&gt;that i wonder if making my love smile and melt would still be in my daily checklist .&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if i still believe in love .&lt;br /&gt;or should i head back to de clubs and make out with hot random girls all over again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself right now .&lt;br /&gt;for all the reasons i can think of .&lt;br /&gt;tonnes of thoughts runnin through my head day by day .&lt;br /&gt;and i dont even know what makes sense anymore .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conscious , vicious , and rashed .&lt;br /&gt;i think . i really do . and many things overcomplicate themselves .&lt;br /&gt;im happy . that im perhaps a tad bit crazy .&lt;br /&gt;mindfucking with my mind is gnna kill u .&lt;br /&gt;so dont even think about it .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-2345709240081378869?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/2345709240081378869/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=2345709240081378869' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/2345709240081378869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/2345709240081378869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-intriguing.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-4338222821650845212</id><published>2007-11-14T05:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T03:37:48.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having Dreams is like being a Prisoner of War&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U Betray your Kind , U Definitely Live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U Shut de Hell up . U get into trouble .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps even face death .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so , I know its worth dying righteous .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dying with Honour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And If I get to Live ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Id Live with Honour .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never a day will i sacrifice tempting death over self betrayal .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly , id rather take the lovely risk .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are thdn alike .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U Betray your Dreams ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U do what the world wants and expects of u ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ud Definitely Live ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a Cert ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a 9 to 5 job ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get Married ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Children ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live another 30 yrs of Normal life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thdn u die .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so exciting aint it ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME ON MANN ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Id pursue what i wanna do .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter the consequences .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz id know ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;id nv trade a single day of pursuit ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over being the world's dog .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Life , Just know 2 Simple Things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 1 - Know What you Want .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 2 - Get What you Want .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Education is Important and it instills Nice Values into u .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i belive thats how much i need from it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its kinda like how u dont ever wanna do a phd cuz u know it makes u nuts .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and u dont see a need .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same here , i see no need to go on anymore .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry , Econs and Gp aint gnna make me happy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i once gt an A in Gp ( TO MISS NG OF ZSS 4E2 - EAT THAT !!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im nt depending on it to lead a happy life ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neither do i see a passion in it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i fight this useless battle ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even if i win , which i will be bout 27 after coming out of uni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill end up being a chemist working for some stupid lab .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for de rest of ur life . =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veryyyyyyyy awesome life if u ask me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;id prefer freestyle , where competition exist in things u cannot learn in school .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never . and cmonn .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education to me , comes in all shape sizes and forms .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are meant to be yours and yours alone .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and u , gtta do something bout it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arabian Girlfriend thinks so too .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bitch , can u stop calling me monkey ?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha , i love u laa .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up with ur stupid phone calls at 4 am just to tell me u love me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy bitch . u owe me lunch for that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayy , Life is pretty awesome =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 of Nov is Charlotte's birthdayyyyyy !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope ur well in Canadaa mann .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally freaking miss bullying trashing and burning your ass , haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send u somethin on Thursdayy x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I Hear a Hell Yeahh ?!?! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im 17 this yr .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by 23 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a millionaire ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a musician , Dj and Jackass =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by 27 ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a multimillionaire and a rockstar dj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And happily married to the bitch who wakes me up at 4am x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have litte Joshes and little Sharifahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach them how to rock like their Dad and Mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by 30 , a billionaire .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tour de world , Be a Philantropist and help de needy all round de world .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy a Rose farm and give out free Roses to everyone .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hug everyone i see , make them smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and teach people how to rock and have fun in life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a Master/Bachelor chemist who just got out of uni .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life - Its as simple as that&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-4338222821650845212?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/4338222821650845212/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=4338222821650845212' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/4338222821650845212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/4338222821650845212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2007/11/having-dreams-is-like-being-prisoner-of.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-702150114491315749</id><published>2007-11-14T05:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T06:49:39.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad ! I Miss U Mad</title><content type='html'>Lovely are your Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Heart still Beats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft is your Madness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Love Bitten Treats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=j&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-702150114491315749?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/702150114491315749/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=702150114491315749' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/702150114491315749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/702150114491315749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2007/11/bad-i-miss-u-mad.html' title='Bad ! I Miss U Mad'/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-4124274696589432380</id><published>2007-04-21T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T14:49:19.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is Rocking .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buzy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and vvv buzy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing some management stuff in my life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to get things right .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all sides of amigos are blacked out .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zss amigos are slowly drifting away .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can hardly see them now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ij amigos barely know me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raine says im rash . wth .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;party amigos are just having their own fun .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill live .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like this period of time to get everything set and done .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de engine running .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thdn ill go catch up with them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharifah emailed me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garhh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday k ? Someday .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ij ij ij ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=] a new me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell no .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its nt gnna take over .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im nt letting it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda forget how's de warrior now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like now im this machine .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like jasmin said , brain;s missing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so's the heart i guess .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carried de Huge me 2 you bear frm Fy's hse back .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Godd . does that attract attention or does that attract attention .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially de girls . *its nt a gd thing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can just see their eyes light up .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with their jaws slightly falling .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well , u can have it if u want .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously , just ask .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you , My Crusade .&lt;br /&gt;tourniquets stopping bleed .&lt;br /&gt;i hardly notice your fade .&lt;br /&gt;making u regret , my creed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know , u think ur having fun .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the past will never change .&lt;br /&gt;though it haunts .&lt;br /&gt;i stare at it in the eye .&lt;br /&gt;do you think i fear ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rightt , that aside .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha . rock it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Media Arts Exco Auditions on Monday .&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;i love auditions .&lt;br /&gt;where every and anything goes .&lt;br /&gt;unpredictablilty , my part strength .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IJC is tedious . so yet fun .&lt;br /&gt;guess im sitting down after this .&lt;br /&gt;and think about life .&lt;br /&gt;get a stack of paper .&lt;br /&gt;and start thinking bout that million .&lt;br /&gt;before 21 . my new ambition .&lt;br /&gt;and Dreams , its time to unfold them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH !! i discovered something damn cool today .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was walking home , was thinking bout the mind .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i remembered i have photographic memory .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while i walk down this pathway .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i closed my eyes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and started walking .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my mind im picturing how everything is as i walk .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bout 30 secs ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly im still walking ( havent hit anythin yet )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thdn i stopped .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember the picture in my mind . (of the surroundings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how close that tree is to me , where's de ground etc etc .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opened my eyes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOODY HELL !!! IM PSYCHIC !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOHOO !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING WAS EXACTLY HOW I PICTURED IT !!!(almost)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to hone this new found skill .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know why those martial artiste always blindfold themselves ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saying " when one of ur senses is down , the others become stronger "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a new fun .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess ived helped another soul to get back on her feet .&lt;br /&gt;and i made it seem as if she did it on her own .&lt;br /&gt;awesome .&lt;br /&gt;cuz confidence and believing is very important .&lt;br /&gt;now that u believe yourself , everything is going well .&lt;br /&gt;you dont feel the pain anymore .&lt;br /&gt;and that person is nothing more .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=] rock on .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha .&lt;br /&gt;6pac is coming .&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks .&lt;br /&gt;losing weight is easy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ classes started and damn it is it HELL load of fun .&lt;br /&gt;Hell yes .&lt;br /&gt;John Klas ROCKS !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i have wings .&lt;br /&gt;i do .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this complicated mind of mine .&lt;br /&gt;is a mind of minds .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgive it for its intensity .&lt;br /&gt;i forgive myself for a deciphering mime .&lt;br /&gt;now , ill just let the natural unmillitary .&lt;br /&gt;and enjoy every bit of intelligience's fine .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still , nobody knows who i am .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J0SHE - Knight of Freedom .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-4124274696589432380?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/4124274696589432380/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=4124274696589432380' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/4124274696589432380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/4124274696589432380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2007/04/yo-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-1735206632204824408</id><published>2007-03-26T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T19:19:45.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a sense of implement .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lonliness .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there's anyone .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone out there .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to save me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a love .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there so to hold me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where are you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ived lived life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saved some .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where are you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are times .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when my heart crushes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know who i am anymore .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i to hate .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i to fall .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the warrior within's fate .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the warrior within's all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who am i .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where are you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel this deep nostalgia .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like im weak again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been long .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too long .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even a day takes forever .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a minute inferno .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despise . a minute's sense .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovely ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know de reason .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel this deep belonging .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of somewhere lost .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt just a dream .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may i .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where are you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do , i really really do .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-1735206632204824408?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/1735206632204824408/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=1735206632204824408' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/1735206632204824408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/1735206632204824408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2007/03/sense-of-implement.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-1536928027747100243</id><published>2007-03-24T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T00:41:31.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple of days ago was de CCA day .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went like everywhere .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checked out de new media arts booth .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;way cool stuff .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres like 5 units in new media arts .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FPU (flim production unit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IBCS tv + IBCS radio (innova broadcasting station)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innovation Technology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in for de IBCS and FPU .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz they teach DJing Music production and composing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell yeah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh . cool stuff huh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joined NMA !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh , at de same time ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joined musicians club too .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they told me they need me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha . so i was first name on their list .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite amigos . your new band member is here .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh , and i keep bumping into leslie .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garhh , eh girl , dye back ur hair black mann .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u make diego jealous .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha , and she keeps asking me to join cheer !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goddd ... haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she like pulled me there .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite , gt pulled there . literally .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha . right .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i reached there .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl and may like saw me !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" JOSH !!!! JOIN CHEER !!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" JOIN JOIN JOIN JOIN JOIN JOIN JOIN JOIN JOIN JOIN !!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" JOIN X100 "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leslie like went in frnt of me and wrote her name .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha . and thdn Cheer captain called me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiot .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thdn cheryl to prevent me from running away was like putting her arms on my shoulder .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they were like " CMON ..... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like " Do i seriously look like a cheerdude to ya !?!? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" We NEED guys like u "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" U gt Cheer Body "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Yeah . You do "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshe : *speechless*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May : * writes my name on list*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thdn i was invited for a practice for de nxt nxt thursday .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great . now im in cheer .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right . and thdn i was like .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's Leslie ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garhh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run away again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We suppose to go home together rem !?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thdn i thought .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she seemed kinda awkward at de cheer sign up just now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm .. gnna go find her .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found her at de gym .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's signing up .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha . and thdn that gym dude gt me in too .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz i told him im training under de book ten .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said its slack cca , just come and train ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while ya do , look after de gym , thats all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right . thdn Leslie was like pulling the bar .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she seems tired la .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left with her and me in de gym .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thdn she was like she rather join gym thdn cheer .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was like whyy ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thdn she told me de ladies in cheer has some conflict with her .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that they would always leave her alone during convos and stuff .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thdn she asked , dint ya saw just now ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rapid thoughts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yeahh . "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thd i told her to join de guys to have fun .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh , she smiled .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later she went to find her friends and i went to de musicians club .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were playing avril's "keep holding on" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i listened .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thoughts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if i shud accept it as a compliment ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz i dont know if what they did was right .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dont know . u guys rock , i dont want to choose .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer Match against CJ and IJ was a tie .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with more ball possession on IJ and Near Misses from Ij too .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha , IJ rocks .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat which is today .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to de cheerleading competition at PS .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh , Theres Some Hot Stuff there .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT . MOVE ON JOSH .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha , so May and Cheryl saw me and waved !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thdn Cheryl came over and told me just to watch their slot and go .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz they wont win anything .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was like " WHY ?!?! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" cuz we wont . *we're just here to participate face* "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like " WHY ?!?! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha , alrite . as u wish .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and soon gt to see the big schools performed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of em dint really perfected it , some fell .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some screwed up some parts .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well , IJ just dint perfect one part .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though their stunts were less impressive .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they landed it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unlike de large schools , full of huge stunts .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but some werent landed , some fell .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha , just after IJ's slot de Mc asked how long has IJC been around ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was answered 3yrs . haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i thought . IJC can already soar so far in just 3 yrs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give it another 2 . and it will be time to trash . haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i dint went off as may told me to .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed for de results .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expecting something good .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, guess what .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IJ GT 3RD !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOO !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does That ROCK or WHAT !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IJ was like JUMPING and CHEERING !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha , thdn afterwards Cheryl spotted me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came over . dunno wanna give me hug or what .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too happy already , so i offered a hand shake .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thdn may saw me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no time to hestitate to give her a handshake .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she just like hugged me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IJ ROCKS !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left round 5 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to de Somerset Skatepark to Meet My Friends .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Join de Fun in " Da Sho' Case 3 "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rap , Breakdance and street dance competition .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah FUN !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh , aint updating de details on it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just know that u missed out A HELL LOAD OF FUN .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dint know de Singapore Street Ppl would be like that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell yeahh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Yet to Study for Bio and Econs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garh , i know i dont have to . but its my own target .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to do it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ived gt to reach de stars , no matter what .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im still not okay .&lt;br /&gt;everyday's a war within to rid of u in my mind .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think she knows de word fun . at all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats alrite . nxt entire week's de camp .&lt;br /&gt;motivational talks / stay over at changi camp .&lt;br /&gt;going off to sea and much more activities .&lt;br /&gt;and guess what . im grp leader .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good . I gt 1 week to Pump up my Spirits .&lt;br /&gt;1 week to refocus .&lt;br /&gt;1 week to forget .&lt;br /&gt;1 week to unfalter .&lt;br /&gt;1 week to get rid of de thoughts of her .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless , i know .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if its fate . we will meet again .&lt;br /&gt;if its not . i thank you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Heart's nt beating correctly .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-1536928027747100243?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/1536928027747100243/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=1536928027747100243' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/1536928027747100243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/1536928027747100243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2007/03/yo-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-558294407685214784</id><published>2007-03-20T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T23:31:32.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ij was R Fun Today .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ClassMates !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeahh !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh , Gt To Know Cheryl from im nt stupid (selena)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with Together with her and ClassMates .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha . Awesome Ppl .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They Are Pretty Inquisitive Bout Me From a Tribal Bloodline .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha . " OH !! Can YOU DO THE RAIN DANCE ??!?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" DONT EAT ME !!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they asked tonnes of questions !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt like i was interviewed on tv mann .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was hell fun .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mood is Low today .. had too much to think .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i made gd impression .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still think i cud do better . much better .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz of my heart . ived let me down .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who cares . life still rocks .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a Girl That Looked Exactly Like Sharifah in IJ .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will this torture end baby ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De Heavens . This Aint Fun .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Id Pray ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Im Dead Both Ways .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well . At least Its not her .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is She ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tried .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least made her have a good time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like old times = j&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was being spontaneous de whole time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gt de ppl around me all laughing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz she was sitting right behind me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to . sorry .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry baby .. i missed u too much .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-558294407685214784?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/558294407685214784/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>Talk to me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz this aint the way its supposed to be .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have 2 days to make the decision .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stay in ij for long if im gg pj .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart makes sense .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind beats .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all that seriously matter are just your thoughts bout it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im nt even sure if i could talk to u .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz u might get the wrong idea .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the most retarded shit ived ever been in .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she's the dumbest smart person ived ever met .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk to me u moron . i need to kick ur ass .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-8958642239583548227?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30212760.post-2296905953772142745</id><published>2007-03-19T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T23:34:55.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey girl, what is everythin u wanted in a man ?&lt;br /&gt;You know I gave you the world&lt;br /&gt;You had me in the palm of your hand&lt;br /&gt;So why your love went away&lt;br /&gt;I just can't seem to understand&lt;br /&gt;Thought it was me and you babe&lt;br /&gt;Me and you until the end&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to think about it&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to talk about it&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so sick about it&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe it's ending this way&lt;br /&gt;Just so confused about it&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the blues about it&lt;br /&gt;I just can't do without ya&lt;br /&gt;Tell me is this fair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the way it's really going down?&lt;br /&gt;Is this how we say goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;Should've known better when you came around&lt;br /&gt;That you were gonna make me cry&lt;br /&gt;It's breaking my heart to watch you run around&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know that you're living a lie&lt;br /&gt;That's okay baby 'cause in time you will find...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now girl, I remember everything that you claimed&lt;br /&gt;You said that you were moving on now&lt;br /&gt;And maybe I should do the same&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing about that is&lt;br /&gt;I was ready to give you my name&lt;br /&gt;Thought it was me and you, babe&lt;br /&gt;And now, it's all just a shame&lt;br /&gt;And I guess I was wrong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-2296905953772142745?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30212760.post-7132059090042431286</id><published>2007-03-13T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T19:58:38.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYY !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supp ppl .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me arrepiento for the evanescence .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right , Worked .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sold 10+ k worth of goods in 4days .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$$$ =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Projector Caught My Eye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming in Late April .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus Full Sound System .. Hell YEaHH .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Been Foolin Arnd with de Bmx .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was Constantly at de *skatepark* at teck whye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt to come down de half pipe .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning to jump off it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twisted My Wrist . Jacked my backbone . Heads a lil wrecked .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alls Well , Im All healed in no time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha . Realize that something is missing at plaza ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well something is to be missing again at fajar . two .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=] hehehe .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FY ! faster come back lar .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th this month .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrito .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Been Posted to ij .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for appeal for both ac and pj .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for ac there were 500+++ applicants .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they cant interview . everythin is based on a report .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pj i was interview by de Principal .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well , presented my case .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mark down each and every on of my qualities .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things ived done , planned , worked out etc etc and records .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personality , they way u present yourself . important .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end , Mrs Tan was rather impressed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was Nodding all de while . =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather too amazed with de difference from prelims .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she has no prob with my catch up =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alls Done .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i need to do to get into pj is get de form of transfer to ij Principal .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get de signature for de letter of acknowledgement for my transfer .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thdn go back to pj and sumit it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly something hit my mind .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know . seriously .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my friends wanting me to stay .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard im a Legend or somethin .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha .. Its Funny , Really .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IJ rocks .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its totally my enviroment .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Principal , a Top of de chart in MOE .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was Given Power . To Choose and Hand Pick ANY teachers from any school .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Formation of IJC .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Whole New Way Of Learning . Where Everything Is Possible .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers from Rj Vj Hj Acj And Special Teachers from each school are here .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers Who were once Entrepreneurs ,Farming 200k for an Organisation .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers who were scholars , olympic champions and stars , dj's etc .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Way Cool .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Mal Mr Ng Mrs Ramesh Are in too .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alls Too Lovely .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They Have A Music Studio , A Dance Studio and many Other Facs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like de Swimming Pool in de Future .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De School Looks Awesome . Has a Lil Of a Skate Park Theme .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Looks Like a Nice College at the same time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their First Batch Grads . 90% Qualifications .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No school's first badge has EVER done that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's Philosophy's Pretty Much "Impossible Is Nothing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's Song Composed By Dick Lee . Sounds Great .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a few Lessons in Pj and Ij .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IJ Lecturers Rock . Funny and Comprehensive .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PJ's Lect's Rather Dull . But No Doubt de Teachers will Help Out anytime .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programmes Like Pursuit of Passion ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whereby u Get Support for Reaching Your Dreams .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether its being a businessman , doctor , dj .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Back is Covered and the path's shining right ahead .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their CCA's Over 30 plus variety .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Many already winning and owning competitons .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beating schools like ac and vj .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats only their first badge .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They Have A College Media , Where Broadcastings are done all the time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dj's , News Reporters , Musicians . All Around .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under de Cca New Media Arts , IJ's The First Ever Media School .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designed for the 21's Century .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i Get A Cert After That .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our School's Main theme are followed After Greek Gods and Stars .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down to our OGs group name .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innovians Rock .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Ur interested , There's More at &lt;a href="http://www.innovajc.moe.edu.sg/"&gt;http://www.innovajc.moe.edu.sg/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Im already starting to get known .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All This , But Where's My heart .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still deciding .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nv knew the Falter .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-7132059090042431286?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30212760.post-4967237558095880890</id><published>2007-02-20T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T18:41:14.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its family photo today !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha . well . its heartening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh . and finally .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad’s in the portrait .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was sorta fun I guess !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my eyes gt all teary for no reason .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garhh . its de entire family !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandbabe and grandude is in .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad’s bro and sis’s ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As goes as all my lil cuzzies .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha , fun and luvy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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know we should not be here .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was high , in the clouds , and the skies looked as if it was about to drizzle .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn’t end here ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill finish this someday ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it just a dream ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-8470734531697928047?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/8470734531697928047/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=8470734531697928047' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIREWORKS !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHHOOOOO !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELL YEAHH !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Feeling ROCKS !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Soon . De Devils Playground Struck .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I STARTED MAKING BOMBS !!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAHHH !!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU GOT IT RIGHT !!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOMBS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUahahahahaha ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOO !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool Down Josh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool Down ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOM !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOHOOO !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry , Cant Help It .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill UpLoad De Video Soon ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow . If Not ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill Show Ya On My Phone If ya Meet Me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Largest That I Invented and Set off So Far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had An Explosion of Diameter 5 Meters !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha , and I made a similar one but with 3 times more ingredients .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn Bring Myself to set off that one .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha , well oh well . I am going to . trust me . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Bro Showed Me His Collection of Air Guns .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mann .. Awesome ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha . and it hurts mann . it wouldn kill .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But would burst your Blood Caps on your head if it was shot directly .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to smuggle it home !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well . of course not the entire Gun .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill Get freakin caught ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha . so the two geniuses thought .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we decided to disassemble de gun .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And store different parts in different bags .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So de shape of de gun wouldn be there when its sent for screening .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right . gnna do that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha . and through de process .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ived learnt to disassemble different kinds of guns .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course , with that against de norm mind of me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to modify some of them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one of de shotgun Im bringing home now has more power .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAHH !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha , Hell Loads of Fun .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So My Bro”s and His Friends and Cuzzies All Took one .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we’re off for Battle !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha . yeahh real life Counter Strike That Doesn’t kill .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But IT BLOODY HURTS !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t get a bullet in ur eye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise u it will pop out and we will have another real&lt;br /&gt;Life episode of Happy Tree Friends .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha . Yeahh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Grandmother;s Cooking !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh !! I Miss Them Like Crazy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh . N I ate other funny stuff .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I didn’t once tried .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides de Fat Tree Maggots That I Ate . ( They Taste Good Mann )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bats ( I ate my minions ) , Deer , and other funny stuff that I cant spell in English .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I ate a monitor lizard , some forest “cat” .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha . they both taste like chicken , just that de ML&lt;br /&gt;Is Harder . and de Cat even Harder . ( its nt really a cat )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo . and I found where my sadism came from !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY Grandma !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG !!! They Way She Killed de Monitor Lizard .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha . She ROCKS !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t Offend me . Ill Call Grandma .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha . Eh . Well .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She isn’t , She told me She Rather Kill Them Quick thdn to let&lt;br /&gt;Them drip to death in pain .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well , She;s still cool !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And life Lessons She Taught Me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Wont Ever Want her Dying ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Reminds me .. Hate it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im Dedicating My Nxt 5 Years To My Grandparents .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They Are The Most Awesome Ppl In My Life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm , Went To Chill As A Family The Other Day ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Jungle Trekking again !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha . but that wasn’t the point .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main aim was to get to the waterfall !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha . and there were muscles to dive for !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And When We Gt There ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautful ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By The Waterfall is a Mini Beach surrounded by trees .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many butterflies started playing in our sight .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A real beautiful sight .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you played crimson butterflies the director;s cut .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its almost the same . but much less creepier and much more lovely .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we went diving muscles with my family ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha . dad caught the most !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my lil cuzzies were busy playing pranks on each other .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha . I gt pushed down de top mann . fell down de waterfall .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its bout 3 stories high K ?!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well . I love it .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-5368824927901612903?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/5368824927901612903/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=5368824927901612903' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/5368824927901612903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/5368824927901612903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2007/02/muahahahahahahaha-had-been-pretty-much.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-2565585525950391718</id><published>2007-02-10T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T21:07:18.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Family Wanna Send Me Overseas .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They Like My Results !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I Dont .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes , i Passed , Minused off 20+++ Points from my prelims in 2 weeks .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genius , Whatever .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Helpless Acheivement .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Still , Good .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good or Bad .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garhh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm , 11 For Poly aint bad i guess .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im in for Film Media and Sound (FMS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or Business , But My Family Background is full of em .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so needless to get into de course and learn .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Family has de secret Formula embedded into our DNA .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So im gnna be a v/dj someday or a director .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes i qualify for a Jc .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not Ac . =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still Gnna Appeal in .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got Tonnes of things to offer =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if i still dont make it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to de states i go .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe aussie .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to a college to be a doctor .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if de business works out rite .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ived got both sides taken care of .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lil confused rite now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i Believe all will work out fine .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still Rocking !! YEAHH . I luv de crowd's Cheer !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Time For &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MUY CALIENTE !&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;inside out ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-2565585525950391718?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/2565585525950391718/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=2565585525950391718' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/2565585525950391718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/2565585525950391718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-family-wanna-send-me-overseas.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-5855475188732546124</id><published>2007-02-08T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T12:23:50.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHOOHOO !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAHH !!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally , Im back !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm , Well ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Been Totally Awesome =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having Funn With My New Bmx !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOO !!! UNDERSTAND THE WORD " TRASHING "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha =j&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Been Pretty Busy with de business and all ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope It works out all rite .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARTY !!!!!!! YEAHH !!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem .. Yeah let carry on .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha . Guess Life's pretty much up all Fun and Games Now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh . Had a Job . I Rocked there =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ived really gotten things up to de next level .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Rocking A Crowd isnt that hard afterall .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played TONNES of Pranks !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA !!! HELL YEAHH !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's Breakin into the school at nite " reshuffling " some stuff .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha . that was cool stuff mann .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeahh , ill remember 7th of jan .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really Do Hope We Are Still Friends .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contact me mann . Cmon .. At least Wish Me a Belated ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right . Haha . Guess i kinda found out what went wrong afterall .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Hopefully , We can still Have Fun . Trashing u . haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right . thats a reall afterall summary of what happened these 2 months .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Joshe Is Back To Rock .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh . And Results is Out Tmr .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear is In The Eye Of The Beholder .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshe Takes it In .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many Thoughts Ran My Mind These Couple Of Months .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Through The Tonnes Fun i Had .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess Life aint bout gg to a Gd School afterall .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we're all in de end lookin for survival in de world .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i got that pretty well covered =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROCK ON !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-5855475188732546124?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/5855475188732546124/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=5855475188732546124' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/5855475188732546124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/5855475188732546124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2007/02/whoohoo-yeahh-finally-im-back-hmm-well.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-8649192122102463882</id><published>2006-12-09T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T23:24:37.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been awhile since i was here ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days has been cool ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started work for irobots ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha . i dint want it for de money la .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz of sales . thdn tonnes of exp coming in .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Godd . its only been 3 days and i learnt so freakin much .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selling a robot is a gd training for de mind mann ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tackle customers must use brain de . haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seem to have fate with aunties/tai tais . can communicate v well .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha . got tonnes of compliments from customers and trainer .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool ppl all around ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lawrence ! bloody hell .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's 50 and he has 3 home theatre system at home !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 tvs . and loves music and movies .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool dude mann .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus . he knows the world well !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must learn something from this old wise man .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris !! dude !!! haha . ur one of de most cunning person ived ever met !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm la ! at least you get the most sales !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like ur ideas as well . alls well !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and u taught me that customers are not human ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are walking money !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha !!! walao ... and the strategies u use ar ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody jian mann .. but i like it !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder u opened ur own business last time ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earning 10plus k / month . thats cool stuff .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i havent got to knw what happened later on ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways . im sure to learn more about business from u amigo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ! and mamasita is coming back ! i need to learn from her la !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's de sales goddess !!! 1 day sell 10 freakin robots !!! 10 !!!!! OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;normal ppl take 8 days to sell 5 . aint Mommy a genius ? haha !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus she only help help only . somemore dunno much about de product !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and flexible too !! telemarketing . any kinda sales ! muahaha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thdn lawrence de trainer said : 'like mother like son .' muahahahaaa ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh . stuffs like i learn v v fast .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and first day only . recieve from customer .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"thanks for the EXCELLENT demo "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa . cloud 9 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;normal ppl is 3 days training .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me is 3 hrs . pro anot ? PRO !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder like mother like son ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm dunno about daddio .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His business sense is super also .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell la dad . slow down cann ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur freaking me out . My dad gt so pro meh ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshe is happy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy for many reasons .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for 031206 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for 041206 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha . daya !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for compliments .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my dad's 20k . haha =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for her .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the exp .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a few more .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm . =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna earn more thdn dad !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i recently found something on de net ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gnna be freakin rich soon ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as my amigos know .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont really care for money ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like a point system in a game ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more points u win la .. thats all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with money no money .. its de same josh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i do prefer de finer side of life . haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if u think im contradicting myself here ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont regret .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz i believe .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i want something .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll go get it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont sit and wait for miracles to happen .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do something .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just do it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u tried to get my notice .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did u ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or nt .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz i dint notice u tried .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u still dont change .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats bye bye to ur life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish u well ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope and pray u see the truth to life ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if u did see what i have done for u ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont cry ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my rule to give thdn to recieve .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayy ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look me up if u have something to say ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;find me if u need me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will always be here ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long as you try ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still curious .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really . really . really so .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope . i wont get furious .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like ur funny funny wriggling toes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J0sH - Yeahh . You are still Lovely .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-8649192122102463882?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/8649192122102463882/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=8649192122102463882' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/8649192122102463882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/8649192122102463882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-been-awhile-since-i-was-here.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-1717624310042528526</id><published>2006-11-27T04:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T01:04:49.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MOS will Be My New Gym ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Met Huan Yuet .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool Girl .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Some Dudes Tried to Get Her .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Funny Stuff Happened Later On .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh . And I bet u killed Me with that 'Punch' In The stomach .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha . Accomplice / Victim huh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Had Some Fun&lt;br /&gt;U dance Pretty Well too .&lt;br /&gt;And When i Told Ya Those Stuffs .&lt;br /&gt;I Meant It Mann .&lt;br /&gt;Which Coincide With That Debate In The Taxi&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;Just Let It Out Freestyle Nxt time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danced with a Couple of Ladies .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Srry Ken . haha . and why de hell did u keep moving out ?&lt;br /&gt;Get In and PARTY Mann !!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Selena and Another Lady Friend .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They Saw Me + I Saw Them = Party !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocked With Them !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Booty Call Mann ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOO !!! ROMPE !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thdn After That . Met Belle and Baby At The Floor .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha . Pop Rockers . Wayy Cool .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moved To The BEat with them Again ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont Wnna Update Much On It To Be Visible .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Wanna Lay Low ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having Some Deep Thoughts ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill Write It Down Somewhere Else ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARTY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had TONNES of Fun There =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Dudes Trying To Pick up Girls With Their Retarded Pick up Lines Was Fun . haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well . Surprisingly , only some of em gt numbers .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those ladies Were Out to get too .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Pimp the Girls Im Dancing With .&lt;br /&gt;U get Rejected . Simple . haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Djs were alrite . Basically I have de songs already ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bass Is Abs Most Awesome mann .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Ken ! Amigos For Life !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J0sH - The Gentlemen At The Dance Floor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-1717624310042528526?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/1717624310042528526/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=1717624310042528526' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/1717624310042528526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/1717624310042528526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/11/mos-will-be-my-new-gym-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-5180102134309187679</id><published>2006-11-23T06:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T07:38:43.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beauty Of The World Has Two Edges ..&lt;br /&gt;One Of Laughter ..&lt;br /&gt;One Of Anguish ..&lt;br /&gt;Cutting My Heart Asunder ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Say ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty Isnt Real ..&lt;br /&gt;That It Only Exists In Perception ..&lt;br /&gt;That It Is No Quality In Things Themselves ..&lt;br /&gt;Making It Exists Only In The Mind That Contemplates Them ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There Is Certainly No Absolute Standard of Beauty..&lt;br /&gt;That Precisely Is What Makes Its Pursuit So Interesting ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something Of Beauty Is a Joy Forever ..&lt;br /&gt;Its Loveliness Increases ..&lt;br /&gt;It WIll Never Pass Into Nothingness ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Plastic Surgeons ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Says That They Are Tired Of All the Nonsense That Beauty Is Only Skin Deep ..&lt;br /&gt;Saying Thats Deep Enough ..&lt;br /&gt;Asking What Else Does The World Want ..&lt;br /&gt;An Adorable Pancreas ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dictionary ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quality present in a thing or person that gives intense pleasure or deep satisfaction to the mind, whether arising from sensory manifestations , a meaningful design or pattern, or something else as a personality in which high spiritual qualities are manifest .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J0sH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Say .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty Is How You Feel Inside ..&lt;br /&gt;And It Reflects in Your Eyes ..&lt;br /&gt;It Is Not Something Physical ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty Is Not In The Face ..&lt;br /&gt;It Is In The Light Of The Heart ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For People Are Like Stained Glass Windows ..&lt;br /&gt;They Sparkle And Shine When The Sun Is Out ..&lt;br /&gt;But When Darkness Sets In ..&lt;br /&gt;Their True Beauty Is Revealed Only When There Is a Light Within ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At First I Thought There Was a Beauty Defined ..&lt;br /&gt;Thdn Now I Realized .. There Wasnt a Meant To Be ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Something Of Soul ..&lt;br /&gt;Something Meant To Be Felt ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im Not Saying That It is Perfection ..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is Perfect In This World ..&lt;br /&gt;For Beauty Without Flaw is a Flaw Itself ..&lt;br /&gt;And If Perfection Lies In an Imperfect Word ..&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt That Make Perfection Non-existent ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall I Compare You To a Summer's Day ?&lt;br /&gt;The Dancing Fire Of The Night ?&lt;br /&gt;Or The Rarest Of Gems In The World ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Else And How Long Would I Have To Wait ..&lt;br /&gt;To Ever Embrace You In My Arms Feeling your Warmth and Every Breath ..&lt;br /&gt;To Bite Your Lips And Savour Your Love ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Sweet Gestures ..&lt;br /&gt;The Fun I Had ..&lt;br /&gt;Just For This One Chance ..&lt;br /&gt;To Dare This Love ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J0sH - I Hope u'll Like It .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-5180102134309187679?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/5180102134309187679/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=5180102134309187679' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/5180102134309187679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/5180102134309187679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/11/beauty-beauty-of-world-has-two-edges.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-2061440567410885997</id><published>2006-11-22T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T19:44:29.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You Are SOO DAMN CUTE !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha . Alrite .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt Me Dyed Today ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im Nt Sure If Its Nice .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda Forgot How Black Looks Like Anymore .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Well ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It Looks Nice To Me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or Maybe Cuz im just Tired Of Black Hair ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spawned For de New Look .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite !!! It Suits What im Coming With ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Its gd ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And If I Get Tired Of It Soon ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill Dye it Black Back .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im Starting To Like Macs Alot ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J0sH - Nervous Wreck .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-2061440567410885997?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/2061440567410885997/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=2061440567410885997' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/2061440567410885997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/2061440567410885997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-are-soo-damn-cute-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-6300068273266930605</id><published>2006-11-22T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T09:28:47.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chalet ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Alrite .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Fun Meeting Friends Again And Crapping With Them During The Oh So Scary NIght Walk .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scared The Crapp Out Of Isabel and Jasmin For a Second =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely Worthed it !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA !! =Ppppppppppppppppppppppppp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It Was Nice Seeing Them Again =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thdn It Was Fun Trashing The Other Ppl At DOA with Jann Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha , Basically Johnathan did 3/5 of de work .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I freakin Gt my Xbox confiscated Like A year ago.. boo ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i Forgotten How My Touches On de Gaming Board Works ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garhh ,,, Sucking at Ninja Gaiden Sucks ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Used To Be Ninja Gods .. What de Hell Happened mann ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rite Ken ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Dint Manage To Do It ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant Freakin Get The Meds ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Freakin sad ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess We Werent In The Mood And He wasnt Evn Drinking any Stuff ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT FAIR !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUSTICE IS NOT SERVED !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Nite ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Girls Was Apparently Pissed Over Ppl Taking Over their Beds ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claiming They Wanted To Sleep And Had No Place ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Those Girls Upstairs Were Inconsiderate Taking The place Fer Chit Chat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So They Called Me up To Tell them ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thought They needed sleep ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or Rather .. Wanted Sleep ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i Did ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Almost Reaching There ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Frens Stopped Me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thdn They Explained blablabla ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying That She Just Aint Happy Bout Nt Having De Place ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That She Doesnt Really Wanna Sleep ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wth ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I gt Down ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue With Ninja Gaiden ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den Heard They Said Something Like i Didnt Called Them up ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I Didnt la .. I was Stopped .. Remember ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Later What Gt Me a Lil Heated ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was That I Told her ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Ya wanna sleep .. den ill Get Them Down ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if U dont wanna sleep .. Thdn Stay here ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are sleeping/ sleepin soon already ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den Here goes ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She aint happy cuz she wanted de bed ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she wanted de air con ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den Called Me useless for nt doing what i was told ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den two girls from de top come down ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well they seemed fairly unhappy ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little out numbered ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Just Crap ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since They Gt The Room First ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then They Have De Rights To Stay There ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madm Tan Slept Downstairs with all de noise ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing That She Hates Noise and Being Disturbed During Sleep ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmin Slept In the Other Room On de Floor ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are You Telling Me There's Not ENough Floor ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh im Srry .. Your too High Class To Sleep On The Floor Right ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lim Freaking Slept On The Sofa Cuz There Was No Freakin Place ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there u Were .. Making Fun of Him ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And The Poor Two Girls ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling So Dejected ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTf ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They Are Ur ClassMates mann ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides .. Wth Did They Do to u ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they Are Sitting There ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And U decide To Ignore them and give them that "ived won" look .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And You Put de Blame On me for nt standing up for you ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do i look like ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so who to blame ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two Sweet Ladies Who Came to Stop me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine .. Their Fault Thdn ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIte ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wth ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Decided to leave the place afterwards ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dint even Bother To say Bye ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont Blame It on Me again ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Took Advantage of a Gentlemen ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have No words left for u ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn Some Class will you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yeahh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard U Guys wanna GangBang Me Again !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And HEre i am ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloggin AT home !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ur at Pasir Ris ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im At Bukit Panjang ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely Cant Catch Me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J0sH - The Stars Were Bright .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-6300068273266930605?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/6300068273266930605/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=6300068273266930605' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/6300068273266930605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/6300068273266930605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/11/chalet-its-alrite.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-7738148359734606652</id><published>2006-11-19T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T02:05:02.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your Lovely Eyes ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall Never Fade ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till Love , Let Us Try ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will We End This Masquerade ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J0sH -  Falling Into Dreams WIth You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-7738148359734606652?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/7738148359734606652/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=7738148359734606652' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/7738148359734606652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/7738148359734606652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/11/your-lovely-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-1388574444457406512</id><published>2006-11-19T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T02:36:22.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Low ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just Low ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im refering to the people she's talking about ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not Her ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all i know .. Im on her side ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not against her ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont like retards who spread crap too ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i care what they think ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Know its her comment u dumbass ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ived Lived 16 years to not know how to read u think ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont deny i mistook about the camp stuff ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i thought she's our badge or something ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats up with the huge reactions ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now im the one with wrong facts ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfito .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sure the world is full of understanding mature people who solve things with an open heart ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as said . im nt gnna quarrel .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want any thing to go bad cuz of this dumb issue either .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by all means .. if u still think im at fault ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im taking the blame thdn ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Responsibility ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im To Be Responsible For Whatever Happened ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now hush ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im nt wasting my breath on it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bury the stupid hatchet will u ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-1388574444457406512?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/1388574444457406512/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=1388574444457406512' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/1388574444457406512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/1388574444457406512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/11/low.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-1910586645203859276</id><published>2006-11-17T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T14:44:03.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im srry Ur a Retard ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh Refuses to Engage in a Battle of Wits with an Unarmed Person .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont Take My Patience For Granted .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think u guys know ms13 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont Get Me Heated ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will Fucking Die ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Burn In Hell okie ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perro A Diablo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutamente De Acuerdo A Quita De En Medio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BitchFit Yourself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck It off . Get It Lost .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De Amigo doesnt like to hurt .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Burn it away ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh - Dejame Tranquilo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-1910586645203859276?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/1910586645203859276/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=1910586645203859276' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/1910586645203859276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/1910586645203859276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-srry-ur-retard.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-8410717448168907799</id><published>2006-11-17T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T23:05:42.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>somebody kill me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry For That ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt believe it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curiosity killed the cat ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-8410717448168907799?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/8410717448168907799/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=8410717448168907799' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/8410717448168907799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/8410717448168907799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/11/somebody-kill-me.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-5559296743027458984</id><published>2006-11-16T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T16:47:26.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Till Thdn ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kiss Will Do ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Forget ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Love Thats True ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Remember ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll Dwell For Awhile ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J0sH - The End Is NEar .. Playtime is Here =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-5559296743027458984?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/5559296743027458984/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=5559296743027458984' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/5559296743027458984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/5559296743027458984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/11/till-thdn.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-9089058662710811967</id><published>2006-11-16T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T16:39:05.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just Watched Braveheart again ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears Down My Face ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im Feeling Every Bit Of it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love That ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I See A William Wallace In Me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Like Him Will I Fall ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or Rather .. Had ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Endless For Freedom Is Almost My Life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I Will Never Forget ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Calling ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This A Beginning Of the End ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And A Part of My Life Will Follow ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rest Will Fight On ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight And Bleed ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Everything I Once Had ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a Freedom Ived Bled..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a Dream Ived Lived..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For All That I Am ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Is Calling ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so Afraid ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Requiem Is Near ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J0sH - Stand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-9089058662710811967?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/9089058662710811967/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=9089058662710811967' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/9089058662710811967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/9089058662710811967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-just-watched-braveheart-again.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-1206060655541922960</id><published>2006-11-14T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:30:46.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First of all .. Thanks For the Sweet Gift ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wait .. U owed me !! haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again anyway !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope nxt time we open our mouths is nothing related to savouring the melt .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j0sh got sliced again !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amath is killing ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking that i may finish entirely in 2 days work .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am definitely crazy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill get round 50+ for p1 i think .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pathetic .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knows . i may even fail p1 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is crazy ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im doing well for de rest of de papers .. i think ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if my amath is going to stop me from my dream ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going bonkers ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nobody to blame but se mua ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se mua that didnt start early ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i have half the book to charge at .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and have another day to charge it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want my p2 to be near perfect .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;failure aint an option josh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are gnna hit the floor hard ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are gnna get angry at yourself for the past mistakes ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe 0's will make me sober ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be that acheiver i once was ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming to think of it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did do well when i was a kid ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter what ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what happened ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna tell ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna remember ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this just sucks ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that hard a blow to a kid can kill him ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;respect the courage that he has to stand on his own again , will you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garhhhh ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me want to reach my goals so badly ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so badly ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna taste the sweet fufillment and freedom again ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it mann ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last paper for amath ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my all on it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one last shot .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its either you make it or not ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh .. i missed the old josh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate my new self now ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that will have to work for me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least for the moment .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garhh .. i hate seeing my dreams go down ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its not dead yet !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want no requiem for a dream ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats right josh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats right ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J0sH - Hunter Hunted&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-1206060655541922960?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/1206060655541922960/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=1206060655541922960' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/1206060655541922960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/1206060655541922960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/11/first-of-all.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-2483154574725802784</id><published>2006-11-13T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:03:52.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rumours ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shud i care ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long as my heart is pure ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to all who doubted me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ived wouldn be who i am today ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j0sH - i know im not modest . but its not like im a bad guy u know ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-2483154574725802784?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/2483154574725802784/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=2483154574725802784' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/2483154574725802784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/2483154574725802784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/11/rumours.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-3582552061525318239</id><published>2006-11-13T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:07:51.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Personality Test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;a=personality-tests&amp;amp;u=213293x3fe083&amp;ms=y&amp;amp;sh=y"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;a=personality-tests&amp;amp;u=213293x3fe083&amp;ms=y&amp;amp;sh=y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh . Arent ya Curios ? i know i was ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-3582552061525318239?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/3582552061525318239/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=3582552061525318239' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/3582552061525318239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/3582552061525318239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/11/personality-test-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-3652561082433557286</id><published>2006-11-10T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T20:18:08.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>J0sH is Sliced !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know for what reason ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wel actually i do ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That i had absolutely no mood for de paper today ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking slowly ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i couldn finish on time ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost alot of marks ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garhhhhh !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after counting and counting preparing for de worst ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i got an overall of 78 for Em ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which i think im screwed if de moderation for A1 is 90 ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt that like 3 grades down ?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY !!! ME WANT A1 s !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT B3s !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrr ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J0sH no Cry over spilled milk ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J0sH Will Work Harder For AM ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats Right !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Battle and im Not Gg Down !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;srry to those who i zhuaied to .&lt;br /&gt;didnt mean it .&lt;br /&gt;i was delighted . very .&lt;br /&gt;guess me got me med today .&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Really Hope and Pray Me to Amato Will Be like a Shotgun to&lt;br /&gt;close ranged enemies .&lt;br /&gt;and Hope I get enough Ammo .&lt;br /&gt;On second thought .&lt;br /&gt;Katanas Aint Bad either !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J0sH Gtta Go .&lt;br /&gt;J0sH Gtta Move .&lt;br /&gt;J0sH Gtta Flow .&lt;br /&gt;J0sH Gtta Prove .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios !&lt;br /&gt;J0sH - The Sage&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-3652561082433557286?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/3652561082433557286/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=3652561082433557286' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/3652561082433557286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/3652561082433557286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/11/j0sh-is-sliced-i-dont-know-for-what.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-8418399795832829439</id><published>2006-11-09T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T20:38:49.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im Happy I guess ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having to Have Cleared My Academic Enemies One By One ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Far .. I Havent Been Hurt Much By the Academic War ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damages Were Skin Deep ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I Look Forth To Fight Add Math ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I only Get Scratches ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Happy As Can Be ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing And Thanking The Heavens ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She Didnt Even Gave a Look ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats Down Right Crushing ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thdn Reasons Start Flooding My Head ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garh !!! What The Hell Is Wrong !?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes .. Im Stupid for Going a lil mental over This ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Srry I cant help it .. Its not like i wanted it to affect me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just did like only God Knows Why ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it Affected My Mood For Geo Paper ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost a Couple Of Marks ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its alright i guess ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself to stay clear and focus ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not going down just for our eyes to meet ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i very much wanted it to be that way ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With The Silver Rain Pour ..&lt;br /&gt;Crushing Flashes Came to Me ..&lt;br /&gt;Hearing The Thunder Call ..&lt;br /&gt;Breaking Myself Loving Thee ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im Thinking Too Much Really .. I Think ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JosH - The Beat Goes On ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-8418399795832829439?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/8418399795832829439/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=8418399795832829439' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/8418399795832829439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/8418399795832829439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-happy-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-6920796699930624120</id><published>2006-11-06T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T21:08:39.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALL THE WAY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-6920796699930624120?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/6920796699930624120/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30212760.post-5916907981522358632</id><published>2006-11-06T16:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T16:20:44.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God The Savior ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU RULE !!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-5916907981522358632?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/5916907981522358632/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=5916907981522358632' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have most things settled ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in terms of personal skills ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in terms of growth ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know many rules of life ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have A Good Temple ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Dominant Eq ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lead ppl in their lives ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ived been through Shoes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a number of reputable things ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ived Fought The Good Fight ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ived Done so much ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why isnt it reflected in a report ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not That i Care Of ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i Do actually ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thdn ppl in the academy can see me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all mental again ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all Masks Again ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to Have Potential ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what am i ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I belonged to a regret ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a Wasted Talent ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want Potential ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want Fufillment ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want My Purpose Served ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want All That i Can give ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want What i Deserve ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Blind is this world ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im Sick Of The Lies I hear Everyday ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick Of the Covering Up ppl Do ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick Of The Stabs ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i That A Wanted ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness Through Understanding ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need more breaking of myself ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Discover what is stopping me academically ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe The O's would be sufficient ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ived set up a scenario ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whereby i win or lose ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill benefit ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all factors taken care of ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that means i would still want to fight ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and give my best ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rather thdn taking the easy way out ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres no room for improvement ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no room for fufillment ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough room to hold all your great potential ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again .. im saying this ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to be a great potential ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be a great fufillment ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hereby pledge ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very best into this Battle so soon to come ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if i Fall .. I Fall with Dignity ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And When the Days of Lights Are Here ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill Taste The Very Sweet of Freedom Acheived ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill Make It ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What More Thdn To Doubt Yourself In Times like this ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will only Cost You Your Fufillment ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J0sH - Lets Strive For The Best We Can&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-2170380828126729800?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/2170380828126729800/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just Keep Going Josh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do That ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Shot ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Opportunity ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All You've Got Josh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All You've Got ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Know How Much Shit You Will Be In If You Dont ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Is It ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Faith ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-5061075141596662507?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/5061075141596662507/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la 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/&gt;Let The Angels Sing ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let The Mountains Bow ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let The Devil May Cry ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With You ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Dare Walk The Valley Of Death ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J0sH - At The Alter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-1828557509657399663?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/1828557509657399663/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=1828557509657399663' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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that i Went ahead of Schedule !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well just a lil ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody mack !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since when Amath was easy ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha .. i think whatever got to hidaya that day got to me now ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell YEahh !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going Crazy ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason number 1 ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying IS fun to me now ..*yes , im crazy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 . Im sleeping only max 5 hrs a day .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i screwed up my schedule .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i planned a new one .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. im bored at the moment *while ppl are panicking*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. im eating only a meal a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. i completed chem tys in 12 hours ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. ived completed physics tys in about 9 hours i think .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. ived forgotten some bio facts.*going nuts over that**AFTER ALL THAT HOURS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. i waking every mornin now to see May Tan *definitely Crazy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. i Shampoo My Hair .. Have Cleanser On my Face .. While Brushing My Teeth While Doing Business .. * yep . craaaz- zy *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. i was tired and had no sleep .. and waked routine calls .. So i mixed up cleanser with toothpaste that day .. * well .. at least my teeth are whiter ..not sure if it denatured my enzymes and i would have digestive problems *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I think math is fun ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. i slept with only shorts and no blanket with a 16'C tempreture .. with the fan on .. at me ..*need to increase metabolism rate*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. i just fixed my mouse .. i dint know how de hell i did that ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. my ipod hanged .. going very crazy over that .. i gt it fixed though . =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. alot of thoughts are flooding my mind .. during almost every min .. every second .. pictures .. scenarios .. i want this so bad ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. those handprints on my window are creeping me out ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. things went bump in de nite .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. i just made a list of why im going crazy ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtta go gtta go ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j0sH - I Occupied Myself so i wouldn have to think of you .. Murder inc .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-136631579802083564?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/136631579802083564/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=136631579802083564' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/136631579802083564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/136631579802083564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/10/whoohoo-hell-yeahh.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-2671769292144396059</id><published>2006-10-31T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T22:00:09.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mann ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need Time Time Time !!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regret Not Studying In Previous Months and week ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just Need A Week's More Time ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im Improving so much ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Cant Even Belive It ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now All i Need is Just a Lil More Time !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody Save Me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GARHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta Keep Going ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move Move Move !!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time's Not Turning Back ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-2671769292144396059?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/2671769292144396059/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=2671769292144396059' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/2671769292144396059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/2671769292144396059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/10/mann.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-4193558511447687670</id><published>2006-10-30T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T02:28:00.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just a boy who misses his mommy's nagging and daddy's laughter ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the days firecrackers and explosives were first off my mind ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the days dad laughed , gave that smirk while he takes tons of money out of the casino ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and said " doesnt your dad just rule ? " .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed his cockyness ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed mommy's embrace ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed mommy's beating ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed the days mommy applied medication to my wounds ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my bro ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed the time we masterminded operations ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed the day he planted a stink bomb under my bed ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed the days we turned the house into a mess ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed the days we laughed and teased each other silly ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed the joy of trashing other kids working together ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed the brotherhood ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed diving for muscles ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed the beautiful waterfall ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed getting mosquito bites ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed fishing with grandma ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed grandma's cooking ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the times grandma cried when she sees me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the days we went up the hills ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the sunsets ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the fresh cool breeze ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the lil chicks ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss camping in the woods ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss catching snakes ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss hunting wild boars ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss setting up traps ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss catching bats ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my village ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my amigos ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my army ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my people ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the glory ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the great wars ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the adrenaline rush ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the war cry ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the bloodshed ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the feeling of bringing down what we went for ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the celebrations ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the compliments ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss being there ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the Mafias ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the prestige ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the suits ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the cars ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the black ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the escort ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the labels ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the airport limos ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the day i was lost ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the people i have held up when they fell ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the people that have cried for me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the people who are feeling hurt rite now ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the people who held on ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the people that slept in that corner ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the people that understands ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the people up there ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed gravity ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss her more each day ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its dumb ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yes i do ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me why ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sick of feelin incompetent ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surely the day will come again ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a whole new season of my life ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to let everyone know ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember you ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for life ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surely i wont want regrets ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surely i have not much control over people's mouth ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for if i pass cup of pure gold dust through 10 people ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will the dust remain as gold ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if gold was not by your hands ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surely you remember what you recieved ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surely i spoke the truth ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the cups for me were passed with no intention ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sure ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the cups that meant me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fills with dirt ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where did all the gold vanish ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love .. life ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will my life end ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when it does ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what will i have done myself proud ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is this world after ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people look ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not see ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people took ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not free ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people speak ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not deliver ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people seek ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not quiver ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for what they are to discover ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt what they thought uncover ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know the truth ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know the faithful ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know the righteous ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for what is a man greatness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if all is vainity ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if all of not purpose ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if all of not dreams ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if all of not fire ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if all of not will ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For people cry ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not know why ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then people die ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asking why ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seek The Values Of The Eternal ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Unfadable ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For One day ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Will Leave This World a Phantom ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Memory ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rather take the pain thdn have caused anyone hurt ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rather feel Pain thdn nothing for you ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this weakness ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i endlessly hold a torch in the snowy night ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps when one day we wont ever meet again ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you would forget me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the times i tried ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know something ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate regrets ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ill have to leave that to you ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is something i want naturally ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a Pursuit out of reckless sympathy ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill be Here Always ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J0sH - Still Missing You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-4193558511447687670?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/4193558511447687670/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=4193558511447687670' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even When Roses Have Thorns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh - The Frozen Throne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-4259073669994535768?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/4259073669994535768/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=4259073669994535768' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/4259073669994535768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/4259073669994535768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/10/as-cold-wind-blows.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-8973601136424559449</id><published>2006-10-29T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T15:16:14.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was it all just a Dream ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel tired ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very tired ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no josh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up warrior ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be sober and fight on ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need clarity ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel tired ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel tired ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can fend this ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will fight this ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am fighting this ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just a boy ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have my ancestors put me through ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving me here alone to fend for myself ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just a boy ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have my amigos done ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fighting my war for me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending one by one ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i no clarity ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i no masks ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever that does not kill me makes me stronger ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe love will ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill never know till the day i die ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 0lvls is a challenge ived set up for myself ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i can repeat what is done in my previous battles won ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have definitely set it up a higher notch ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i can only hold myself close to Christ ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Wisdom he has shown me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Strength he has put me through endless wars ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Passion he has ignited me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With The Love of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JosH - For The Kingdom Of Heaven&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-8973601136424559449?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/8973601136424559449/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=8973601136424559449' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/8973601136424559449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/8973601136424559449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/10/was-it-all-just-dream-i-feel-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-5533053950370604727</id><published>2006-10-28T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T00:02:19.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This Is Crazy ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday taking down average 15 hours of study is Crazy ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left with An Hour To Blog And Relax ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De other hour broken down for 15mins intervals of break time and Food ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marathons are Fun Rite ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides !! Bio Rocks .. Chem Rocks ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diego is Glad .. 60/65 for Chem ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Bio Yet To test ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Ss is almost Ready .. Got My Source Base 20/25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a few Careless and Lack of Explaination ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All im Missing is de Memorizing part ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which Is Somethin i can Do with Speed ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im Doing Physics Later Till Tmr 8am ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepin Till 2pm and Get ready For Church ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returinin Home At 5pm ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting Emath At Round 6 all de Way till Nxt Mornin 7 or 8..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a Nap .. Wake At 3pm on Sunday ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend another 9 hours on Emath ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to Change Body Clock .. Sleepin at 12am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake At monday Morning at 7am ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to School ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do an Essay .. Do an Ss Paper ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass It up To Respective Teachers ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At de Sane Time Memorize 3 chapters for Ss ..*that was not a Typo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get Back Scripts .. Spot Mistakes ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember Them .. Adhere To Internal Correction ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do 1 chapter of Amath ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep at 12 am ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat for Till Friday ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changes for Days of Thursday and Friday ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead Of Memorizing Ss Memorize Geo ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ss is Done ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday and Sunday is Dedicated To Geo ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subjects To recap on days after 0lvl Paper ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timing Is allocated in My Personal Schedule ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/11 - Chem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/11 - Physics + Eng + Bio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8/11 - Bio + Ss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/11 - Math + Amath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/11 - Amath (14 hrs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/11 - Amath (14 hrs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/11 - Amath (14 hrs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13/11 - Clb (vocab) + Amath (7 hours)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14/11 - Amath (9am-1pm) + Amath (5pm - 12am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15/11 - Amath (16 hours)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16/11 - Chem McQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17/11 - Chem McQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18/11 - Phy McQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19/11 - Phy McQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;20/11 - FREEDOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Josh - TO THE END !!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-5533053950370604727?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/5533053950370604727/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=5533053950370604727' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/5533053950370604727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/5533053950370604727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-is-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-2941225253690408895</id><published>2006-10-27T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T02:12:34.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i bloody hell hate MCQs ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i finished Chem and Bio Tys ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Funn stuff .. im getting all scientific again !! Hell Yeah !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Reason Hating ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Retarded Questions ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though They Are Funny and crack a lil of u sometimes ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eg . Bio Tys topic 16 Parasitism page131 question 3 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is Malarial Parasite Transmitted to humans ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) Body Contact  ( HAHAHA )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) Breathing ( WHOA )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C) Eating ( Eat What ?? Mosquitoes ?? * Eat mosquitoes of cuz get Transmitted* )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D) Mosquito Bites ( DUH !! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E) Sexual Intercourse ( Yeah .. Just try having sex with mosquitos .. thdn we shall have Flying babies who's first words are only bzzzz bzzzz and more bzzzzz )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha .. And Plenty More !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retarded ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times they give u the wrong answers ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i can prove it !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Eg .. yes .. AN Eg .. Just one of de Few Hundreds ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio Tys Pg 95 Q21 and Q24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is Urea Made In the Body ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Bladder&lt;br /&gt;B. Gall Bladder ( HAHA )&lt;br /&gt;C. Kidneys&lt;br /&gt;D. Liver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer Given : D. Liver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is Urea Produced??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Bladder &lt;br /&gt;B. Blood Cells&lt;br /&gt;C. Kidney&lt;br /&gt;D. Liver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer Given : C. Kidney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody Hell ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De CORRECT Answer is of course Liver ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its disturbing when im learning de subject Via Practice ..&lt;br /&gt;Making Errors And learning From them ..&lt;br /&gt;One of de Best ways i absorb ..&lt;br /&gt;Irritating McQs ..&lt;br /&gt;Nvtherless .. Ill Carry On ..&lt;br /&gt;This War Has not ended ..&lt;br /&gt;And im Nt going down without a Fight !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh - Knowledge Over Marks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-2941225253690408895?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/2941225253690408895/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=2941225253690408895' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/2941225253690408895'/><link rel='self' 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one&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you by the hand&lt;br /&gt;And I'll show you a world that you can understand&lt;br /&gt;This life is filled with hurt&lt;br /&gt;When happiness doesn't work&lt;br /&gt;Trust me and take my hand&lt;br /&gt;When the lights go out you will understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain, without love&lt;br /&gt;Pain, I can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;Pain, I like rough&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;Pain, without love&lt;br /&gt;Pain, I can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;Pain, I like rough&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anger and agony&lt;br /&gt;Are better than misery&lt;br /&gt;Trust me I've got a plan&lt;br /&gt;When the lights go off you will understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain, without love&lt;br /&gt;Pain, I can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;Pain, I like rough&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain, without love&lt;br /&gt;Pain, I can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;Pain, I like rough&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing&lt;br /&gt;Rather feel pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know (I know I know I know I know)&lt;br /&gt;That you're wounded&lt;br /&gt;You know (You know you know you know you know)&lt;br /&gt;That I'm here to save you&lt;br /&gt;You know (You know you know you know you know)&lt;br /&gt;I'm always here for you&lt;br /&gt;I know (I know I know I know I know)&lt;br /&gt;That you'll thank me later&lt;br /&gt;Pain, without love&lt;br /&gt;Pain, can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;Pain, I like rough&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain, without love&lt;br /&gt;Pain, I can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;Pain, I like rough&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;Pain, without love&lt;br /&gt;Pain, I can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;Pain, I like rough&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;Rather feel pain than nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;Rather feel pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh - The Pain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-3187066893738372636?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/3187066893738372636/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=3187066893738372636' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/3187066893738372636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/3187066893738372636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/10/pain-without-love-pain-i-cant-get.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-4766642994280053917</id><published>2006-10-25T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T20:19:42.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I was a young boy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My father took me into the city&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To see a marching band.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He said "Son when you grow up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;would you be the saviour of the broken,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the beaten and the damned?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He said "Will you defeat them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your demons, and all the non believers, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the plans that they have made?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because one day I'll leave you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A phantom to lead you in the summer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To join the black parade."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I was a young boy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My father took me into the city&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To see a marching band.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He said, "Son when you grow up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;would you be the saviour of the broken, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the beaten and the damned?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I get the feeling she's watching over me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And other times I feel like I should go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When through it all, the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when you're gone we want you all to know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll carry on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll carry on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And though you're dead and gone believe me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your memory will carry on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll carry on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And in my heart I can't contain it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The anthem won't explain it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A woman sends you reeling from decimated dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your misery and hate will kill us all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So paint it black and take it back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lets shout it loud and clear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Defiant to the end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We hear the call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To carry on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll carry on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And though you're dead and gone believe me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your memory will carry on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll carry on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And though you're broken and defeated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your weary widow marches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On and on we carry through the fears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ooh oh ohhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Disappointed faces of your peers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ooh oh ohhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take a look at me cause &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could not care at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do or die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll never make me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because the world will never take my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can try, you'll never break me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You want it all, you wanna play this part&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I won't explain or say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm unashamed, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm gonna show my scar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Give a cheer, for all the broken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Listen here, because it's who we are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm just a man, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not a hero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm just a boy, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who's meant to sing this song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm just a man, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not a hero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I -- don't -- care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll carry on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll carry on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And though you're dead and gone believe me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your memory will carry on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll carry on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And though you're broken and defeated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your weary widow marches on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll carry on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll carry on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll carry on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll carry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll carry on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Do or die, you'll never make me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because the world, will never take my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can try, you'll never break me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You want it all, you wanna play this part) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-4766642994280053917?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/4766642994280053917/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=4766642994280053917' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effect ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatality ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Domain ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enemies ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blizzard ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warmth ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abstained ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throne ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a Stab in the back means nothing to me ..&lt;br /&gt;Just try killing me .. You'll see why ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j0sH - ARTHUR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-1568493747562838894?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/1568493747562838894/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=1568493747562838894' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/1568493747562838894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/1568493747562838894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/10/deciet.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-3918762676685293598</id><published>2006-10-19T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T19:11:06.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is an awesome day ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of when i open my eyes to this beautiful day ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my maid ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the time .. 750&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave my maid the middle finger ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told her yesterday very clearly .. 0630 boleh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maid : yaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh : enam stengah ya ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maid : yaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh : betul ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maid : ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken called my house in de mornin ..(adapted from damieno)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken : "CALL HIM UP NOW"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maid : " ya later 0830 "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken : " NO !!! HE HAS OLVLS NOW !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maid : " ok .. later "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken :" NO !! MUST CALL NOW !!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maid : " 0k now now .. who are you ?? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still .. She's forgivened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my fault .. i should have asked her what time did i say ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shud have made fully sure she knew it was 0630 ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shuda change my "alarm clock"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shuda be prepared ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not bad luck ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its cause and effect ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no game .. stripped in 3s ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dressed in 2 mins ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took bag , calc and entry proof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;run ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must be the sin ived done last nite ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgive me !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spoke in tongues ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a Christian language that only God , Jesus , The Angels , Holy spirit can hear ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shots ran through my mind .. but i was calm ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached the school at 759&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to run in to de lab .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thdn thinking ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with this state of rush and stuff ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how de hell am i gnna do well ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i rejected de decision ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so school called me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they gave me de 4th shift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*holy lighting* * holy background chapel chior chant *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i returned home . haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched mtv .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prepared a lil .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school . again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was with all de private candidates .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im de only clown wearing red .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were all in jeans - dyed hair - piercings etc ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i feel like the nerd .. basket ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its okie .. we are all social amigos !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. they dunno how to do de !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny .. de pendulum .. none of their length is longer thdn de table mann ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno wth they doing ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my intervals were 5 cm ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from 40 to 65 ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theirs are like what ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 to 50 ? intervals of 2.5 cm ? wth ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it dint even reach de bottom of de retort stand ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoaa .. den 20 mins finish and change to chem ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took 35 mins la ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz i was doing de recording twice for accuracy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome .. they look like they got ahead of us in life ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after prac they told me they screwed up ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha .. at least they gt chloride la huh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funn ppl !! nice to have some private candies as frens mann !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah .. nvm ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prac was easy ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juzt screwed up de answer at de back .. forgot to write chloride ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 mark down ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time i enjoyed practical !! haha .. cuz i knew what to do ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its kinda interesting to see the expected results and stuff ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realized how much ived been missing in school .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh .. time time time .. what i need is time now ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiot .. but nvm .. de rest shud be correct ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and being colour blind is exhausting .. FOR THE TEACHER !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha .. and a complete waste of time .. every 5 mins gtta call her up ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she has to inspect and tell me if theres a ppt and warna of soloution ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there was this really hot looking girl ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth !!! DISTRACTING !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thdn again .. she was dumb enough to do some stupid stuff in practical la ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retarded la .. i hate bimbos mann ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway .. gtta thank de heavens ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes He taught me a lesson ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually quite a few today ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway .. its been a long time since ived felt thrilled ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it reminds me of some stuff in de past ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha .. bet i made a BIG HOO HAA !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol .. thats de josh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one that lives on the edge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funn stuff !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome ride ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-3918762676685293598?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30212760.post-5707886596095662953</id><published>2006-10-14T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T18:14:58.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i knelt before the alter and cried ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry Father Lord ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to draw strength from you ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and humble myself before you ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though this battle for one is killing me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to fight this with you ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need your touch to heal my wounds ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God , My Tourniquet ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back to me Salvation ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh - Warrior Within&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-5707886596095662953?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/5707886596095662953/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=5707886596095662953' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/5707886596095662953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/5707886596095662953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-knelt-before-alter-and-cried.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-5465322937753589371</id><published>2006-10-13T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T01:49:20.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so close ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;destruction ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my inferno is dying ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon there will be a warmth ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and soon , everything will be clear ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh - the angel won this time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-6240040564495856559</id><published>2006-10-13T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:42:54.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 DAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BELIEVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WITNESS THE DEVIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-6240040564495856559?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/6240040564495856559/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=6240040564495856559' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/6240040564495856559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/6240040564495856559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/10/2-days-believe-witness-devil.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-6270606246666265695</id><published>2006-10-12T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T00:10:36.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 YEARS WAITING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 DAYS LEFT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AS I WATCH YOU FADING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SO NEAR MY LAST BREATH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WITNESS THE START OF DEATH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WITNESS THE DEVIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-6270606246666265695?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/6270606246666265695/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=6270606246666265695' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/6270606246666265695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/6270606246666265695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/10/3-years-waiting-3-days-left-as-i-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-4026190346560863732</id><published>2006-10-11T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T19:23:04.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dark , this is so dark .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling the light again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the light so bright .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can feel the body crumble .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as white and black battle for one .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my soul cant take this communion anymore .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel as if im Prince of Persia : The Two Thrones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who completed the game should know how im feeling rite now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thdn again , maybe im just two person in different times .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the dark warrior takes over , though they serve the same purpose ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is more powerful , but he needs the sands of time for survival .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whereas the actual self that needs not , is weaker .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sands of time are precious .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they let you undo your mistakes from the past .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as i have the sands of time , i survive and rule aint it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is right , i do not know what is happening to me ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i feel as if i have to do some destruction .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck that incident ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i won , so what ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ived fought so hard to win ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the end , it didnt matter at all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this school i start anew .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive fought for who i am .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost the prestige .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone's out to get me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna fend this myself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protect me ? bullshit .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try protecting urself first losers .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call yourself professionals .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercernaries , how can i forget ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweden and nepol .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess nobody remembered the day they made me tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i condescended to washing cars ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remembered what u guys did ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though it was just an ippw . aint real .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just told myself to bear with it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i forgive them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for they do not know what they are doing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who they are offending .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont have to prove anythin .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want my peace .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world is killing me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i do my best to hug my values close .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honour , dignity , respect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the few importants .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they do not know this .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i speak in a tone ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there must be reasons to it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im not telling you why .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not even suppose to say anythin related here .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but u guys are too stupid to find out anything anyway .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those "guardians" can nv find me here .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if the simple life is gd .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the what u called fate ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doubt it , its called cause and effect .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as far as i have the conditions to be spoiled .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to do this on my own .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz that is what life is about .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;values , not materials .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im angry not becuz of what happened .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just god damn hate the way they do things around here .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insensitive with the words they say .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;logic is all that matter ? fun ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always hiding , always thinking what ppl would think of them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even in love , isnt it supposed to be true and open ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt it supposed to be lovely and sweet ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since when did cold battles blind them from each other .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything , isnt supposed to be like this .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still giving you time ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but theres not much left .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you think still that you are right .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if that you dont need me as a friend anymore .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if that what you want is to fend this world without me by your side .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if that you want to destroy the mask yourself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im alrite with that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i apologize for all that i have done wrong .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i forgive you ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone has desires .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as i want to be positive .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going let things happen .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its your choice now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not just saying this to one person .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say something or not .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep a friend , or not .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh - the throne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-4026190346560863732?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/4026190346560863732/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=4026190346560863732' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/4026190346560863732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/4026190346560863732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/10/dark-this-is-so-dark.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-4993223277914969584</id><published>2006-10-11T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T00:09:27.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 DAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TESTIFIED , I DID NOT WATCH U GROW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS ALONE WAITING , FIGHTING , BLEEDING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEITHER DO U KNOW MY PAST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO DARK AND DEVIOUS ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YET PRESTIGEOUS AND UNMASQUERADE , BEAUTIFUL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE STREET WARS , THE POLITICS PLAYED , THE LIGHT BETRAYED , THERE THE VOICES FADE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS FAR AS I KNOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM WAITING FOR YOUR WORDS RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YOUR POSITIVE CHANGE IS INEVITABLY BEAUTIFUL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IF YOU DO NOT SAY ANYTHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEAR I CANT STOP WHAT I AM TO BECOME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ENDLESS THRIST FOR BLOOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE NEVERENDING WAR WITHIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL I NEED IS YOU TO STOP THIS BLEEDING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAY SOMETHING BEFORE I BREAK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY CHOICE IS BACK TO INDETERMINATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU MADE ME BLEED&lt;br /&gt;YOU BROKE MY CREED&lt;br /&gt;WITH YOU MAY I BE FREED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS THE DEVIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-4993223277914969584?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/4993223277914969584/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=4993223277914969584' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/4993223277914969584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/4993223277914969584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/10/for-you-4-days-testified-i-did-not.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-1389953396445356075</id><published>2006-10-10T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T13:39:08.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DOES YOUR FACE WORTH MORE THAN YOUR HEART ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 DAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FATE IN YOUR HANDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT DO U NOW FEND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WITNESS THE DEVIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-215550407177331328</id><published>2006-10-09T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T22:03:08.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AS YOUR MASK FORMS BACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;6 DAYS LEFT FOR YOUR WORDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MASQUERADED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEFORE YOU FALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WITNESS THE DEVIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-215550407177331328?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30212760.post-7414160492958330571</id><published>2006-10-08T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T14:34:23.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;INFERNO OF DARKNESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WITNESS THE DEVIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-7414160492958330571?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/7414160492958330571/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=7414160492958330571' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/7414160492958330571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/7414160492958330571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/10/inferno-of-darkness-devil-is-here.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-4993802186677018638</id><published>2006-10-07T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T21:43:37.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How can i pretend not to see ,&lt;br /&gt;what you hide so carelessly .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know u deciphered that post a few months ago .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know what u wrote behind that locked door .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i ask , why did u say theres no turning back ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ived told u . im nt at de playground .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this is still a game to u .&lt;br /&gt;im srry bout ur gnna miss .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reflect and think .&lt;br /&gt;is this what u want ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway , take care .&lt;br /&gt;i cant be bothered anymore .&lt;br /&gt;i have more things to settle .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh - living on de edge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-4993802186677018638?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/4993802186677018638/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=4993802186677018638' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-6675665024030219838</id><published>2006-10-07T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T13:53:30.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im srry for that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im nt pissed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just frustrated .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still friends .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what else to say .&lt;br /&gt;im nt suppose to act this way .&lt;br /&gt;keeping consciousness each day .&lt;br /&gt;just to stay away from endless frays .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont shoot yourself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ived already told u .&lt;br /&gt;this is not a game anymore .&lt;br /&gt;everything is real .&lt;br /&gt;please , wake up .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-6675665024030219838?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/6675665024030219838/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>tell me you are testing me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun make me fight for nothing that i can see .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belive it or not i still do .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really dont want u to let this go .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can take all your shit .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but do i deserve it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me seriously .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to give up .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate giving up .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;show me that i have done something ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a smile ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any form of appreciation ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to make you regret .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to hate you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to let you waste yourself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say something will you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spare a thought for me alrite ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till you do .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will assume u dont care .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont regret again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh - get a bunch of people to come for me again . its fun .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-394195577296161063?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/394195577296161063/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=394195577296161063' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/394195577296161063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the world judges the shadow .&lt;br /&gt;would ever so simple the sight of light ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the world's a stage .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all the men and women merely play it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh - ask me about the light , and i might just tell you .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-7250108786596761061?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/7250108786596761061/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>you didnt say hi .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you didnt say bye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the fire will i die .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-7902616062467312945?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/7902616062467312945/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=7902616062467312945' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/7902616062467312945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/7902616062467312945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-didnt-say-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-1557976335547608844</id><published>2006-10-06T08:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T08:07:43.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>note to all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trinity and speed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is no time to waste .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after today .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont be around anymore .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im entering the core of the battle .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unless you are joining me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are nothing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im casting everything aside .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of my way .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to do this .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh - the sympathy for the devil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-1557976335547608844?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/1557976335547608844/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=1557976335547608844' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/1557976335547608844'/><link rel='self' 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morn .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh - amigo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-4609190454273517851?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/4609190454273517851/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=4609190454273517851' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/4609190454273517851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/4609190454273517851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/10/back-to-de-josh-who-make-friends-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-941650882138485472</id><published>2006-10-03T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T22:24:57.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeahh . today was fun .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amatho was so easy la .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though cuz dint study and would probably faill .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all u need is de basics of each chapter .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only few questions of interlinked chapters .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf . amaths week is not up yet la .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna study amath !! TIRING !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i passed de other time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz i killed myself de day before .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im t gnna kill myself again anytime soon .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio is cool . can answer Anands questions !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha . left 8 ++ chapt with bio . and bio progress of de class is slowwwww ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what . 1 week only cover 5-8 chapters ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me is 5 hours 8 chapters . starting from scratch .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its tough la . but have to do it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe . after im done with bio everything shud be fine .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i would have gain momentum by thdn .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/3 through chem now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today's chem paper is easy like crap .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as daya said . nv study also can pass .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha better watch my words . i dun wann it to be like geo .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okieee .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting fun again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh and thats gd . helps joshie to relax . =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think ppl are starting to see the point why school is a waste of time now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayy , apologize for de previous posts on de staff and master sergents .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i meant no offence , *not that anyone of u had started beating me up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha , just in case u guys feel offended .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u guys are family mann !! we've been through thick and not so thin together !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhaha . CCP . He's one of de very few that can really cheer me up . =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma rocks ! hope u get well soon .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daya u stole all my glory !!! but nvm , keep it !! its rightfully yours =]&lt;br /&gt;haha , u make me laugh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jereme although u slack and make me do all de work and thdn claim de credits .&lt;br /&gt;we made fun out of nothing and ncc becomes fun =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Monkey with long legs , u contributed alot bro . u grew in person as well !&lt;br /&gt;nice job done !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie , does it sound less harming now ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha . wthh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O's in 2 weeks time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im running !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall end and go learn more bio !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm , London ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice place .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh - subtle love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-941650882138485472?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/941650882138485472/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=941650882138485472' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/941650882138485472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/941650882138485472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/10/yeahh.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-8959576203308176456</id><published>2006-10-03T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T00:26:26.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>amigos .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know who u are .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we help each other out mann .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im here for u always .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stick like brothers okie ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that u fell . GET UP !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are rabbits .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those fucking tortises think they are so great winning de first race .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets not sleep this time okie ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although de tortoises are all de wayy in front .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still think we can catch up mann .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont care if ur injured .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u dont win this race , ur gnna get mocked by more tortoises .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont care as well if they are just a minute away from de line .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all that matter is that we cross it before them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dont trip bro , we cant afford another rabbit .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more wondering by de bushes to check out de nice raspberries .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more taking our sweet naps .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more running elsewhere besides the race track .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we must not stop no matter how sweet smelling the raspberries are .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we must uphold the name of all rabbits !!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets run amigo . and run as fast as we can .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh - no more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-8959576203308176456?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/8959576203308176456/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=8959576203308176456' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/8959576203308176456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/8959576203308176456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/10/amigos.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-4184157862672753402</id><published>2006-10-03T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T00:15:42.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i swear my maid is having pms .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i dont feel any needles ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel cold ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel hot water ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel whacks ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont hear calls ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont see light ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont smell hair spray ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why again ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz my "alarm clock" decided not to again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell , gnna set another alarm .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some intel are just meant to be ignored .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like failing geo cuz i dint write my question number .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my 25 marks gone .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time my results are just screwed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im nt gnna cry over spilled milk .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead , i shall continue with my schedule and be happy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relax a lil , while sticking to plan .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amatho test is coming , and im nt gnna study for it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz its chem this week ! muaha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speakin of that , theres mock pract tmr .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been studying .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the teachers aint happy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres gnna be nite study nxt week .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will go for it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuff that ii need practice .&lt;br /&gt;math , ss , Eng .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuff that i need to factualize/memorize .&lt;br /&gt;bio , science , ss+geo .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my bio is ruling .&lt;br /&gt;muahahahaha .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-4184157862672753402?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/4184157862672753402/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=4184157862672753402' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/4184157862672753402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/4184157862672753402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-swear-my-maid-is-having-pms.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-719376774248392922</id><published>2006-10-01T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T18:45:51.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Glad you had fun .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh - sacrifice .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-719376774248392922?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/719376774248392922/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=719376774248392922' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/719376774248392922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/719376774248392922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/10/glad-you-had-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-877336449270884559</id><published>2006-10-01T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T18:01:55.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tears of the sun .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i begin to wonder again what life is all about .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the decision to skip ns isnt that now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ask myself what for .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ived learnt a hell lot of stuff in ncc .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im the best soldier there .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realize everything was bullshit in ncc .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they promote u according to your grades .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason i couldn make it ? grades .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason i couldn command de parade ? Malaysian .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what did i contribute ? pretty much and more .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont deny that i had stand down this year .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasnt that hyped into ncc for de past few months .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thinking back .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teamwork , leadership , endurance , experiences that not much people have in life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u know how much runs through your mind to kayak for 3 days around singapore ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or even bite in the jungles of Brunei and learn training commando style ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all this beautiful memories . Will never be forgotten .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave no men behind . fight with everything you've got . one for all , all for one .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many values i hold dear .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i belive . in ns , i will rule .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz nobody recognizes this in ncc .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they probably give u a badge .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even now , so what if i have the most number of and most prestigious badges ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what if you dont promote me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st sergent is good enough , 2 ranks below de top .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus i dont really care bout de rank .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive learnt much more thdn any of de staff and master sergents .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet in ns things go much more differently .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet i will learn more to life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came to think why i wanted to skip ns for ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz i wanted more time to make a million before 27 ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that im a materialist ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money that i earn is more like a point system in a game to me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nv a tool to flaunt or anything like that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one thing is for me . Quality .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like Quality , and that sorta comes hand in hand with money in this world .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but Quality aint all about a 54" lcd tv or a 5 carat diamond ring .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its about experiences as well .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i belive this quest for knowledge and making it b4 27 is gnna make me live a life more thrilling .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thdn , i really wished i had more lives .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so many things i wanna experience and become .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for me , looks like unless i live life again ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can nv have the best of ALL worlds .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;multi-billionaire businessmen , pilot , rock star , sniper , doctor , life coach , DJ , artist , help the ppl in Africa , commoner and it will add .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you lose the essence of fully becoming one and seeing things in the perspective when u fluctuate across many .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thdn again , its not impossible .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be a pilot , write some songs , become a rockstar ( which makes u an artist ) , use the money u earn to start a business , make it big , at the mean time learn to be DJ , learn biology be a doctor , and buy a sniper or maybe draw some cool stuffs . after that u can use your life story to motivate and empower other people . after i that im gnna go to africa and help out and donate a hell lot of money to charity and help those poor people . oh and what about commoner ? sighh , guess i cant be a commoner thdn . how saddening .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to die !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to live life again and again and again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till i get tired of it and die .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thdn again . People's thinking change from time to time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no point thinking so far .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many people are lost in their lives .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they dont know who they are . dont care why they are on earth for .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study for de sake of studying , earn money just to pay bills .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;robots ! one day the system will fall mann .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right . no point thinking so far .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my only Goal now is O's .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as long as i put in my best , i wont have any regrets .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides , im a genius rite ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont care if the world is against me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all that matters are the words that are constructive .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the inferno inside .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its has to come out .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget doubt . choose to fly .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the hearts in de fridge are melting in my mouth .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well , so's mine .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is hectic now .&lt;br /&gt;maybe im being too hard on myself .&lt;br /&gt;but i have to do it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u see me when im invisible ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh - the Questions .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-877336449270884559?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/877336449270884559/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=877336449270884559' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Singapore .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said my efforts and personality are meant for a purpose .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and said that the PEOPLE just dont see it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway , we talked for quite awhile .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very philosophical . intriguing . and deep .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He belives . and by actually conveying this kind of speech to me and expecting me to understand .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he knows i knows .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is cool .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway , we got the planning started .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he explained and told me wisdom .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"u fall , get back up and run faster"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"reason why people dislike school is because they lack a purpose"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"knowledge is power"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"infinite knowledge is infinite power"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"power is freedom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many more .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least this is working .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel awesome , more focused and definitely motivated .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's impressed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he's yet to know more of what ived done .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at times like this is when josh humbles himself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where de egoistic funloving josh aint him .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh mann . u dont know what ived done and conquered .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe thats why when i say little things like being a genius .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im considered blowing my trumpet .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie . you haven seen the real trumpet mann .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgive u .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thdn again , maybe i should just not say a thing at all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway , josh is happy with his new friend .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its gnna work .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fear is how i fall .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everbody fears , even subconsciously .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz sometimes ppl think they are fearless .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dillian said i have a fear of achieving . and im not aware of it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;constantly running away from my fear subconsciously .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats when procrastination comes in .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it people .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are gonna miss Joshy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fear is in de eye of de beholder .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as fearless as josh gets , he has to take this down first .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh - the phantom conquerer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-2954297725205147041?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/2954297725205147041/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30212760.post-115950246178388280</id><published>2006-09-29T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T12:01:02.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wth , i skipped school again ?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garhh . it isnt deliberate this time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i freakin overslept okie ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz i forgot to do de bio papers and thdn went to do it last nite .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides doing , have to flip textbook and look at sources to learn and answer .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterall this week is personal bio intensive for me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garhh . i shouldn regret or feel anythin stupid .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie maybe just a lil . cuz did so much and dint get to school and pass it up .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in de end . i learnt something what , bio improved and i bet can answer Anands questions faster and better .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha . bio is actually so easy . the only memorizing part is chap 1 to 8 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats ur basics . any other thdn what would be sexual reproduction in humans and plants .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest is pure understanding , read through can already .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my read through is really read . understand in and out . left right , up down , everywhere .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm . i think she's tired . she really doesnt wanna stay up that late i think .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha , gnna test her thdn , oh and im writing this here becuz ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont know . no reason .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont like her byes la . so draft and quick .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as if you are eager to go .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i maybe wrong , yes , before i get de overanalization thing again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah . ppl analazes stuff everyday .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple things like , i think he/she is mad at he/she .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes and times ppl get wrong things .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se mua is no exception .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thdn again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl think its fun being a supergenius and all , but they nv know how many idiots they have to put up with everyday .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so de Mr josh who solved many problems .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not math problems . but everyday life problems .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;undo puzzles . decipher what ppl are hiding . keep ppl's secret this that .. try to convey it to ppl sub consciously .. this and that ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm .. im starting to think im da vinci junior .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nahh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if da vinci grew up in this era or this time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he probably became something else ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe a rock star . LOL .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or Beethoven ? He probably points a middle finger in de face of Maksim .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still , wished Einstein is still alive !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know , reason why i loved science last time and scroe almost full marks everytime .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is becuz of him . ( and endless hours of Dexter's Laboratory , lol =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh , and pretty interested to know about how life works and stuff .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now , in school . teachers teach for marks . not knowledge .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr physics lim is a very good example .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his lessons ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOREs de hell outa me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i heard of E1's physics Neo .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She teaches for knowledge .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is cool .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E1 went to his exhibition thingy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they saw quite alot of cool stuff !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy wants to go mann .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no fair !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well , thats de science that i like .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting and applicable to life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science used to rock .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used to want to be a scientist .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used to invent stuff here and there , well not really invent .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just made things out of things .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one was a robotic arm and a remote control car put together .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda big size . so it can help u take stuffs at home .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what bout de remote for both ud' ask ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just stick them together la !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha . and that was done when i was like 9yrs old .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a few other inventions with explosives !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha . that was really fun and useful during CNY in Sarawak .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooook .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i didnt eat for alreadyy 21 hours .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont feel that hungry now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh , im dead . ived attained super low metabolism rate .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE !!! later eat abit den de body will absorb so much .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhoh , hmm . will slowly increase later .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm or at de mean time . lower it sommore so i can outfast Ghandi !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha . okie la . that one . after de 0's or when i have completely nothin to do other thdn lose weight . den i will .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh's stomach = power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha . no la , got more power thdn me de .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard of 40 days before ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha . okie .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now , think ima go eat .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and do more bio .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe gg to school later to pass stuff .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie alrite . time to go .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh - returning to the eyes of 5yr old josh . intriguing .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-115950246178388280?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/115950246178388280/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=115950246178388280' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/115950246178388280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/115950246178388280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/09/wth-i-skipped-school-again-garhh.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-115944268379571168</id><published>2006-09-28T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T19:24:43.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>joshy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy burned his fingers today .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy says its pain , and when joshy says its painful , its really painful .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy is fuzzy wuzzy no more .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy ran his fingers with water .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy took good care of his fingers .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy's finger is alrite now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy feels sad .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy dont know why .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy doesnt like her grades compared to his .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy feels stupid .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy wonders if she belives in him .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy's starting to think of things .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy's losing confidence .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy wishes she says something sometimes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy feels lonely now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy is getting angry at himself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy wants back the little boy he was .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy's getting tired .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy hugs his angels .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy will fight .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy . " this is not your standard " twice .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy . maybe its just joshy . maybe joshy caused her to slide . just a lil .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy loves chocolates and honeycomb .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy is gnna leave his amigos for awhile .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy hates some ppl . really .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy thinks de olvl is similar to psle .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy aint gnna care bout anything now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy's gnna do his best , gnna do it with style .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy thinks the school should teach for knowledge , not marks .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy knows secrets .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshy feels this is it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh - Einstein with a rock guitar is my reason .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-115944268379571168?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/115944268379571168/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=115944268379571168' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/115944268379571168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/115944268379571168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/09/joshy.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-115926895725138057</id><published>2006-09-26T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T19:12:47.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nicely .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first . i got my mentor .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha . its awesome . he's great .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he's jealous of my hair !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ! he really tld me that when i was talkin to him outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus he thinks its cool mann .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT ! he wants me to cut it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah . and obedience is the first step to freedom .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i understand . sighh . to think i wanna save it for prom .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall obey , mentor .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly . im burning .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;burning cuz todayy we realize a snake in de drain .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone told me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to check it out .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached there , there was already a buch of sec 1's and 2s surrounding the drain .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw de snake . recognize its a grass snake .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harmless . no venom . bites like a lizard .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was about 1.2 m long .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at de 3rd quarter i saw a a fold .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de snake had a fold on de third quarter and was injured .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whyy ?? cuz that mutherfucker used de hard end of a broom to stabb it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assholes . snakes are animals too .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention one of my favourites .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Godd . poor snake . i feel ur pain mann .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine ur 3rd quarter of ur backbone get crushed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mutherfuckers . heartless . useless . impulsive bastard .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what he said ? " i wanted to protect humanity "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl like u bring down de quality of humanity .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh . if i was there earlier . would have caught it and send it to out OM .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he knows me i sorta know him . well , lets just say we know nature .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he came and was sad as well .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u loser . u shouldnt have hurt de poor snake . and u thought it was poisonous ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its freakin mouth is small and his head is not even de least arrowed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just a harmless grass snake !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention theres a huge hard heavy metal covering the drain .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the snake cant even get out .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just bloody stay away from de drain if ur afraid of de bite .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so u decided to "protect humanity" by stabbing it huh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i doubt so cuz u said it in a jokingly and proud manner .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz what ? u wanna show of in front of de girls that ur a man ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are immature and retarded .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna show em ur a man huh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catch it like a professional .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont hurt de innocent .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry grass snake . i wasnt there at de rite time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh . i miss my spider and snake .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u cruel ppl . ill get tarzan to kick ur ass .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly . got back eg p1 . and oral marks .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH !!! wth .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got freaking low for composition .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway , i just couldn belive it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did my best .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basket . so i went to ask miss ng .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said she doesnt understand what de hell im writing about .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untill i explain every sentence to her .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i keep hearing " thdn say so !!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was missing one very very important thing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the understanding of the reader .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basket la .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although she says everything sounds nice and well put together .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she just doesnt understand .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after explaining . she understands alot more ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell , what can i say ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im complex ? my fault that u dont understand ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got comments from deviga and dorcas .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;devi said it sounds very nice and all , but hard to understand .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she also said its like going to an ancient tomb and reading nice ancient scriptures .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she doesnt really understand no matter how cool it looks .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dorcas says she understands abit , just unclear .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im missing explaination .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe im just used to writing in this manner .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mann , if thats de case , i think da vinci failed english too .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayy . gtta see miss ng tmr .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to re-write everything again but this time make my points clear , simple and understandable .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw , i gt 16 for oral . highest in class . together with kenneth .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure bout de girls , but heck .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bloody hell shouldn be failing any part of english .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this isnt the way they mark in river valley . isnt the wayy im taught .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even cheong pau's GREAT tuition teacher critcizes miss ng for scrappy work .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr , im glad miss ng understood my essay after explaining each sentence to her .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder einstein got kicked out of school .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teachers . mentor is right .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teachers like to do things de "correct way".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh . guess i need to follow rulez now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still hate that guy for harming that harmless snake .&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell , was it even a threat ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mentor rulez !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though some ppl totally fall in love with my hair .&lt;br /&gt;u know , its an extreme case . its either hate or love .&lt;br /&gt;but guess ima get it trimmed soon .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourthly . curiosity killed the cat .&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn have went to find out what happened .&lt;br /&gt;now , i feel like asking you whyy did u do what u did .&lt;br /&gt;u dont know i know .&lt;br /&gt;and i think ur really asking for it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your secret is with me .&lt;br /&gt;even though u have no clue that i know .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna forget i know this .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all that happened todayy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohh . that EN game thingy ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expert with 520000 points .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard there's a master lvl .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but doubt anyone reached there yet .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am pumped .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more amigos for me .&lt;br /&gt;no more senoritas for me .&lt;br /&gt;no more funn for me .&lt;br /&gt;no more .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till de hell in 6 weeks is frozen over .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe impt things here and there just to catch up on each other .&lt;br /&gt;im sure ill miss u guys ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well , kinda decided ima go aussie .&lt;br /&gt;but thats after jc .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i wouldn know ,&lt;br /&gt;may just leave u guys nxt yr .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hope i miss u .&lt;br /&gt;though i know i will do miss some of u .&lt;br /&gt;ALOT .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa . take care amigos . =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-115926895725138057?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/115926895725138057/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=115926895725138057' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/115926895725138057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/115926895725138057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/09/nicely.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-115918892705261163</id><published>2006-09-25T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T20:55:27.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How's school today ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;murder .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh , how much will i have to put up with for these 2 weeks or so ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not reaching home like an injured bird with broken wings .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well , mr dillian whelan came todayy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was realli hilarious when he totally made a joke of my hair .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed at myself ! haha . maybe im retarded .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that he gave that accent and style thingy . awesome .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also i saw him during the motivational camp ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyi . the person lhark wasnt so happy with was him .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came to realize . this dude is somethin mann .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has this world org thingy and gave seminars .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh , half my dream is already accomplished by himm .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhaa , but he;s lil too old fer me . i dream to make it by 27 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayy , what he said was so bloody true , people skills are what thats keep this world going .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sociology and the ability to work with others is a crucial quality to have .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides , he was a good encourager .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;said things like whyy put a person down when he's doing his best to go up .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yeahh . do your best and do it with style .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe de amigos dint really catch him .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i find i work better with ppl like that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe thats why im de top scorer in adam's course ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of 80 ppl or so .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yeahh . that was where i ruled . lead the ppl and show ppl whats life about .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thank adam and his crew . for opening this up for me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh i miss u guys . im coming back at de end of de year alrito ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gnna go be a coach . =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayy dillian dude is right .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill probably get him as my temporary mentor .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more games amigo .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you gnna go ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you gnna see ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you gnna conquer !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like any other wars uved had josh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling at the end is so great isnt it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway , i find the teachers belive in me too .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that they get a lil pissed with my results .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they do truly wanna help me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i guess we could come together and beat it down like a team .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u may think the teachers are scolding me is demoralizing me and stuff .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh . they do know me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr annand for instance .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie . ima take your hand mr annand .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and quite a number of other teachers too .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact , i think all of em do .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite . no face values ppl .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come with a  open heart .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whyy do u need to care if u appear weak now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what u really need is to get up there .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dillian is rite . no masks ppl . no masks .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a effective dude , this is not bringing me down .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but first , gtta take care of my body .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its getting weak . and im fasting even longer thdn de malays .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this war has not ended yet .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not going to fall again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and success is the only option i can take .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtta work amigo . gtta work .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;move aside ppl .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-115918892705261163?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/115918892705261163/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=115918892705261163' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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me&lt;br /&gt;beneath our walls this chemistry&lt;br /&gt;and if it werent for yesterday&lt;br /&gt;would u still belive in me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im begging for ur reasoning&lt;br /&gt;did u love me anyway ?&lt;br /&gt;and if it werent for yesterday&lt;br /&gt;would u still belive in me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesnt she fail ?&lt;br /&gt;doesnt she falter ?&lt;br /&gt;when im not around ?&lt;br /&gt;she makes me feel like falling down .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesnt she fail ?&lt;br /&gt;or falter ?&lt;br /&gt;when she calls my name ?&lt;br /&gt;and im not there to heal the pain .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-115850582606254675?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/115850582606254675/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30212760.post-115903680246961793</id><published>2006-09-24T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T02:40:02.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okie , partty is over ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left with a sundayy to rest .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to prepare for school for 2 weeks .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to have a months break and all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now this really screws up my personal time table .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont like it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody . just have to put in extra effort mann .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can take it josh , just do it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this 2 weeks in school is gnna be sick .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teachers will be disappointed , angry and blablabla at me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well , its what i deserve .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bear full responsibility .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeahh josh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a good rest on sundayy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and prepare to face the music in school .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl will laugh , be cynical , tell me off , demoralize me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and u know what ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still gnna belive in myself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like i did for 2.4 km .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u will be surprised , awed , and shocked .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by thdn . maybe i wont shake ur hand .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this 6 weeks after prelims is crucial .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the water is getting much hotter .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and good tea brew best is hot water .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rite ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i see too much in things .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably thats whyy prelims doesnt scare me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie . ima gnna make O's scary .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when im afraid , i go all out to break that fear .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all talk and no action is for crappers .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtta work josh . gtta work .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will still write bout life here .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe to record the thoughts that run my mind for this 6 weeks .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh . just do what u do best .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur gnna defeat this barrier like any other ones that u had broken .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just do it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fallen angel has a destiny to fufill .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of this world i will be .&lt;br /&gt;fighting at a mental state for thee .&lt;br /&gt;and may after the battle i be free .&lt;br /&gt;attained wisdom like a thousand year old tree .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=] impossible is nothing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>tired .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of family .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of friends .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of love .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of judgements .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of offering my hand .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of vengence .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of masks .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of ur sorrow .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of seeing the unknown .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of deciphering .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of creativity .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of honour .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of bloodshed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of being a gentlemen .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of keeping secrets .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of lying for u .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of motivation .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of standing alone .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of solitude .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of fun .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of smiles .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of colours .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of words .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of expectations .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of encouragements .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of breaking the impossible .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of letting myself be pushed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of waiting .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of that disappointment in ur eyes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of proving you wrong .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of lies .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of respect .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of searching .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of getting out .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of pain .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of healing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of being the one .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of walls .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of darkness .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of light .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of everything .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant i fall ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think what you want .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing left in me .&lt;br /&gt;there's nobody left .&lt;br /&gt;except myself .&lt;br /&gt;this world is killing me .&lt;br /&gt;is money all that matters ?&lt;br /&gt;are face values all that everyone cares for ?&lt;br /&gt;are grades that important to your life ?&lt;br /&gt;are you fighting for something ?&lt;br /&gt;something worthed fighting for ?&lt;br /&gt;your life consist expectations .&lt;br /&gt;of other's expectations ?&lt;br /&gt;are you gnna lay on your death bed and ask .&lt;br /&gt;what have i done in my life ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate all of you .&lt;br /&gt;you are nothing but robots .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats all this massive fortifications of your castle ?&lt;br /&gt;when there's nothing to conquer inside ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the world is against me .&lt;br /&gt;are you going to doubt me too ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sheep , a follower .&lt;br /&gt;thats what you are .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you not see the sorrows and beauty of this world ?&lt;br /&gt;is that why you aimlessly fight for nothing ?&lt;br /&gt;blinded by yourself .&lt;br /&gt;binded by yourself .&lt;br /&gt;betrayed by yourself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats love to you ?&lt;br /&gt;to see my reactions to your coldness ?&lt;br /&gt;fun ?&lt;br /&gt;how many times have i told myself ?&lt;br /&gt;how long will it take before i see your face ?&lt;br /&gt;when will this break in my heart be mended ?&lt;br /&gt;all thats left alone by me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stay here anymore .&lt;br /&gt;your secret angel .&lt;br /&gt;has fallen .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you not see the masks ?&lt;br /&gt;do you not hear the lies ?&lt;br /&gt;do you not feel the pain ?&lt;br /&gt;do you not taste the bitterness ?&lt;br /&gt;do you not breathe deeply ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see the person behind the mask .&lt;br /&gt;i hear the truth behind the lies .&lt;br /&gt;i feel the well being thats yet to come .&lt;br /&gt;i taste the sweetest freedom .&lt;br /&gt;i breathe life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ived fallen .&lt;br /&gt;on my kness .&lt;br /&gt;in despair .&lt;br /&gt;my wings broken .&lt;br /&gt;promising to fly again .&lt;br /&gt;would you not console me ?&lt;br /&gt;would you not give me ,&lt;br /&gt;the peace in mind that i generously gave ?&lt;br /&gt;demented .&lt;br /&gt;all thats left alone but me .&lt;br /&gt;i am not afraid .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in prayer , my soul cries for deliverance .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get lost .&lt;br /&gt;i want to walk alone .&lt;br /&gt;without this world .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angels surround me .&lt;br /&gt;i need your shield .&lt;br /&gt;i need your sword .&lt;br /&gt;defend me from this world .&lt;br /&gt;spread your wings and embrace me .&lt;br /&gt;unlike any human beings .&lt;br /&gt;God , in you i trust .&lt;br /&gt;im coming back Lord .&lt;br /&gt;open the gates , let the angels sing .&lt;br /&gt;guide me home .&lt;br /&gt;take me from this fall .&lt;br /&gt;away from this world .&lt;br /&gt;in your arms i feel your warmth .&lt;br /&gt;wiping away my tears gently .&lt;br /&gt;pass me your shield , grant me the power and strength .&lt;br /&gt;to shed my blood in the battlefield once again .&lt;br /&gt;i love you God , Christ and the Holy spirit . My friends . My Holy love .&lt;br /&gt;i love you Angels . My Guardians .&lt;br /&gt;i thank you for showing me the truth to this world .&lt;br /&gt;i thank you for these gifts . to guide the others in life .&lt;br /&gt;i thank you for always being there for me .&lt;br /&gt;let me rest in the heavens for awhile .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh - the calling of my guardian angels .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-115869102956584381?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/115869102956584381/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=115869102956584381' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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ived carried u .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shielded u from ur fears .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave u hope to life again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry u fell in love .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see u fall , break , cry .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was always there .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to shield u from ur pain .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to offer my hand ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and carry u away .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank u for all the hugs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all the sweet words .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the times u tried to bite my lips .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all your sacrifice ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your mind body and soul .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry i cant take it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im sorry , i had to leave .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im deepest regrets for one of u .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that u have frantically called for me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ur last request to see me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rejected it . with a frozen heart .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry , i didnt know u were leaving this world .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and your last words ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i love you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breaks me . makes me kneel before God for prayer .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry , that i have forsakened you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im crying . hearing your words from heaven .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wished , i hadnt see you from the beginning .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i didnt see this helpless girl in pain .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i wouldn have gave her life the light again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and only to see her die , in her love for me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all that ived put into your life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hearing you . i hear your sorries and thanks .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for saving you from the drowning darkness .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i hear your cry form the heavens .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in return for my favour .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hear your words to guide me in life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank you for your understanding .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know u wish for my happiness .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant help but cry .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know what ived done to your lives .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it breaks me to leave u there just like that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i at least know , when u fall this time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'ved learn to stand up by yourself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you hate me for leaving you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i taught u life . i taught u sorrow and pain .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i taught u to break your fears . i taught you to stand .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i taught my life to you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i wanted was your understanding .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now that i know ived made you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that uved learnt to stand .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time to leave . before you mistake me for love .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neither did i know . you already fallen for me since the beginning .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry , for the forsakening .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i hear your cries .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i feel the worse doing this .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel this peace within . that ived pulled another soul to life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you wont forget me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know u still love me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one day you will thank me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my forsakening .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like her in heaven .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she has understood my doings .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that even if it wasnt love at all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's grateful for this friendship .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime it rains .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think of all the sorrows in the world .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that the heavens and angels gather to remember .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to remember the sorrows and the pain in life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the heavens and angels would cry .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and every drop means a trickle of tear for each sorrow and pain .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everytime it rains .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres this calm within .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that all the sorrows and pain are accounted for .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that someone is there to heal them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that something would make them smile again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for without sorrows , how can there be happiness ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bleeding , my friends around me do not understand .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my love for someone is in a lost .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dare not put my all into love this time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i cause another beautiful disaster .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they would want me to carry on .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praying for my happiness .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ived promised them i would find it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im confused . broken and in darkness .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to take this step .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want her to do it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why i remain silent at times .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ived kept this for a long time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that she discovered me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope she wouldnt just leave me there .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope she takes up the courage to love me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope she believes in me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;closing my eyes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreaming .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;letting my subconscious take over my thoughts .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing flashes of my life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing you and me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling myself fall into this .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you not ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont call me a player .&lt;br /&gt;i was never one .&lt;br /&gt;though i feign .&lt;br /&gt;though i hide you from my heart .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen to the rain .&lt;br /&gt;hear my every beat of my heart for u .&lt;br /&gt;dont cry anymore .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evanescence - october - in tears for me , i hear your cries&lt;br /&gt;30s to mars - a modern myth - forsaken secret goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;evanescence - listen to the rain - feel the sorrows and lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh - crimson regret and betrayal . your blood for my thirst .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-115858505335958669?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30212760.post-115849253361824932</id><published>2006-09-17T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T19:28:53.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel this surge for death within .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the enigma of who i am is killing me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am my own murderer .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to feel every bit of my body tremble .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am intrigued by what's to come .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one cares .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if they do . they will never get what i want to make me smile .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they never had the guts to say what they truly feel .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never had the guts to do what they really want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never fought for their lives .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never cared enough if josh live or die .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bleeding starts again today .&lt;br /&gt;and i dont intend to stop it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will anyone be my tourniquet this time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh - the darkened blood shall flow .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-115849253361824932?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/115849253361824932/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=115849253361824932' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise i'll be a listening ear .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a comfortable sofa to cushion ur fall .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna take away ur pain and see u smile .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we embrace one another , kiss me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time will stop , and we'll need no answers anymore .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hear every beat of my heart for u .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest in me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im here always .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh - yours .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-115842315841196595?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/115842315841196595/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>the banquet .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything meant so much to my world .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nobody knows who i really am .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody is blind .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blind to the emotions i feel .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blind to the truth i show .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some may see a crack of light to josh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desire .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;betrayal .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vengence .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lies .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;battles .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assasinations .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poison .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i understood it all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every detail meant a part of this world .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every sentence . every intention .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truly a great piece of art .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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/&gt;Next to u , yeah .&lt;br /&gt;and now i spend my whole life trying&lt;br /&gt;To be the one in ur arms&lt;br /&gt;and ill try to get by .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will she break my heart ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt it alright ?&lt;br /&gt;Why cant it be ?&lt;br /&gt;Just this once alright ?&lt;br /&gt;It will be you and me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will u ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz love is a marathon .&lt;br /&gt;thats why u get tired so fast of everyone .&lt;br /&gt;slow down and pace urself .&lt;br /&gt;cuz when its good .&lt;br /&gt;its a long open road .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill be waiting .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u think still .&lt;br /&gt;u'll find a soul behind a thrill .&lt;br /&gt;ur just a cat chasing ur tail .&lt;br /&gt;what if u relax ?&lt;br /&gt;something might last .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still a gentlemen .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im standing before u .&lt;br /&gt;With these labels on my head .&lt;br /&gt;"Im pleading before u , for u to understand"&lt;br /&gt;"I adore u , I'll be there till the end"&lt;br /&gt;"When everything falls down , will u hold my hand?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby , its u .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh - the fallen . in love .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-115825051679530039?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/115825051679530039/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=115825051679530039' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/115825051679530039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;i guess im crazy . doing nothing but study . i dont care now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i screwed up bio p2 todayy . screwed up amath .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i study for bio ? bet i did . guess what ? im doing worse thdn kenneth .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did he study ??? nooo .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i won him last time ? yess .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i study last time ? nooo .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck . why is this happening ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only reason i can think of is consciousness alertness and physical strength ived been extremely abusing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie . with todayys battle situation .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ima increase my estimation . L1R5   30 +/-   2  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie . so if i get 32 . i reduced 7 points in 3 days .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there is 42 days to O's after prelims . 24 days to practicals .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45 divided by 3 . 15 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 x 7 . 105 points .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so by right if i do so . i shud get -73 for O's .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im aiming for 6 okie ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so am i behind plan ? hell no .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted to test my limits and discover new records i can break .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know . some dayy ima be like david blaine . doing all those stuff .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ima learn street magic . cuz thats de difference between me and him .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read up bout him . found that he's quite similar to me in thinking .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus that he started magic long ago .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice . i wanna stand on a pole for days with no strings attatched .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna get between ice for 3 days .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna be buried alive .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha . i just realized i dod some of this crazy things .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stood right in frnt of de air con on 16 degrees with my top off for 7 hours .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stood on 21st storey's edge before . (not suicide . for de expreience)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nv ate for about 3 days straight .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm . im getting there . and im just 16 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day i wanna outfast ghandi !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go skydiving and climb mount everest !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learn snowboarding and pakour !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get my dj set and play at a club . heating the house up .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all this and more . i thirst for it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i remembered something . i realized . seeing the light .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know ? during when i was 14 yrs old .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 2.4 km run . i was the bout the last in class .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to do well . i wanted to beat the first . i belived i could . but i nv did try . i procrastinated . and bullshited . walking taking my time . but i really belived i could . even though de world was "against" me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl made fun of me being fat and usless . well it was really for de fun .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day i on PE . was another usual PE dayy . just that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to give up 2.4 that day . wasnt in de mood to run . and dint had breakfast .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i returned . i saw de PE teacher .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she scolded me . gave me a thrashing . saying that nothing is impossible .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saying that its de battle in the mind . not de body . saying that i used the excuse for not eating breakfast .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was an athlete . a good one . with de right mind .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i gt a lil pissed . but heyy . at least she belived in me i thought .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as usual i decided to let it go .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but things happened that week .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the week after . back on PE .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stood there . looking at the school gate . everybody's there waiting to go .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked up in the sky . i looked at the ground . i felt the darkness and light within took over my soul .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted revenge . and i had faith .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as soon as de teacher said go . i ran from the back of the crowd .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started out charging in front . pushing and putting it on full throttle .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to throw out my hate . anger and to fight for de honour of it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i ran . i ran . feeling my every breath so deeply . overtaking every enemy with rage .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im already near the first runner .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ived reached the mid of the run .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i the picture of the person in front of me irks  me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling my weakened knees and breaking body and mind .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told myself . why run so far and lose to him .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i charged it up with rage . screaming my rage as i ran pass him . like a deathcry to war .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprised he was . unwilling to accept defeat .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he charged up too . and before i know it . he was right beside me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told myself again . im nt gnna lose to this . im not fighting for nothing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ived come so far in such a short time . i am certainly not giving up .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i felt and i was weak . really weak . but i had to fight . i just had to .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during my last turn . half my system shutting down .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told myself again . ur all . everything uved gt . im so close .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if u want to collaspe do it after the line josh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these were my last words .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i deathcried once again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking that last step to the finishing line .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came first .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;falling on my knees . on the grasspatch i laid .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i consciously passed out . nobody noticed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was less thdn 15 seconds .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the PE teacher came . "Good job josh" " Good job" " U did it !".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl surprised . ppl were amazed . i didnt cared .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz they were the same losers who ever did believe i could .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ever since . i topped the class and every run i had .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could this be ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last to first in 1 shot ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know what ? i believed i could .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now the only guy in class got a gold for his fitness test .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess ppl forget too easily .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have friends who stand by me . ppl who trust and believed in me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know ived let u guys down a couple of times .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im truly srry .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i swear to GOd . this is the last time im gnna be .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like before . in 10.30 mins . from last to first .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 6 weeks . down to 6 points .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know ppl and some teachers are still cynical about this .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i care of . but watch ur ass cuz im gnna kick it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uved forgotten my victory . now im going to prove u once again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mind , Body , and Soul . in one .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I play to win .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no option left but success .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love myself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my alter egos .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both the Enemy and Friend .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without the mask .&lt;br /&gt;where will u hide ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the darkness and light falls together once again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh - the undeciphered .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-115822351367985532?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/115822351367985532/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=115822351367985532' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/115822351367985532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/115822351367985532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/09/todayy-marks-day-of-extreme.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-115812807945892733</id><published>2006-09-13T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T14:14:39.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh , im really working like mad now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant belive im doing this .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's gotten into me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whyy am i suddenly so hardworking ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this . but alrito . its de state of mind i shud be now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not myself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss getting second in class for geo with pure brain power . (no studying at all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss using my brain to work out things that i dont know and find the rationale behind it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the crazy ass egoistic fun loving guy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mann mann . whats gotten into me really ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie prelims is lil up and down .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started too late . but theres still time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was decided on aiming 23 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im counting and estimating . ill reach 27 +/- 2 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad for a days work b4 de exam mann .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i belive this is the biggest effort yet .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow . im starting to like this new self .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm . i wonder if i can get anyway to combine my old and now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im losing to damien in geo now . todayys paper was above average .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what . i studied the whole god damn nite . damien dint at all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now he's gt all his damn points down . and i dint .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im losing to him ? with actually studying for it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i won him previously . he wins i wins . nv ending battle . but we dint studyy at all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth man . see ? my old thinking is right . brains over bronze .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm . think its becuz of the stress and 30 plus hours of not sleeping .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entering the battlefield with half strength and consciousness .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rather go to war with everything ived gt .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thdn study de strategies the entire nite and be physically and mentally weak on that dayy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf , im calling myself weak !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighh . izzit cuz i want to try a new way of fighting .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is true . knowledge is power .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite . i know im doing this for her .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im srry if i fail . but u must know . i did my best .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or rather am doing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's changing me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa . dont wnna answer that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still de same joshy . just more hardworking ! ( i know im blogging now . haa )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so next time . start earlier josh . so u get both the knowledege and the physical and mental strength .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after de prelims . i know i wont score that well . but if i get 27 . i minus 12 points in a few days .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and theres 6 weeks after prelims to 0's . trust me . it will work .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah like u reading this is gnna belive me acheiving my dreams . "NO WAYY" ud sayy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tired . 30 plus hrs no sleep already till this moment .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least when im on my bed now . taking my last look before opening them again . i did my best .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if i get what i get . i deserve it . cuz its all my responsibility for my grades .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ima take control over my studies . i feel the urge to work .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the urge to finish this race .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;similar to AKE . rock climbing . mount oph . and dayys i killed myself reaching my goals .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but guess what . i gt there in de end . im getting this feeling .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may be far behind u right now . but i swear to God  ill win my race .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my all . my knees on the ground after the finishing line . passing out .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gnna give my all . 30 plus hrs of endless thoughts ends here in my conscious mind .&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-115795611032156350</id><published>2006-09-11T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T14:28:30.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i thought .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i was at the playground .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are we gnna play catching and hide and seek  till de end ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realize its not catching or hide and seek anymore .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its now about sitting down and eating that ice cream together .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont think ill visit the playground ever again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope u will come with me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to show u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My World .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh - the willing to be the fool for true love .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-115795611032156350?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/115795611032156350/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=115795611032156350' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/115795611032156350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/115795611032156350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-115774763242829739</id><published>2006-09-09T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T04:33:52.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my journey in life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is beautiful .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything that happened .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its for a reason .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even when some sayy that theres no reason for love ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ought to sought .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i belived some of u had crossed paths with me before .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;letting u take a ride in my life . seeing things through my eyes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and u know . that i know things that ppl dont . and that i am true .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that its lies i hate . but im the lie living so that some can hide in my dark shadows .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything i have done was for a good cause .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never to harm .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes ppl have to learn things the hard wayy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lead them there . and they shall learn .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ponder at times when i wonder why am i on earth for .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant really find reasons for that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but changing lives of people . showing them the light in darkness .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching . observing . deciphering . creating . playing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i see smiles . beautiful smiles . smiles that are real and from the heart .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not lies that u see on tv . they are beautiful smiles . but unreal .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well sometimes lies are for good causes . i belived ived used them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not on anyone . but myself . i lie to myself . that nothing is bad . that my life is what i make of it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz i know . that at times . somethings cannot really be changed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example for the moment . time . can u change time . back and forth ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is time ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whyy do we remember the things we do remember ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whyy does our mind be able to predict a happenin .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lies . its a form of belive . a want or made of a form of belive .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and beliefs are beliefs . waiting to be made a fact . by ur very own hands .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if fate exists .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are we here for ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to live the story that has already been written ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if so . who has the book ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesnt matter who has it . who wrote it is a better question .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are we really as planned ? thdn what is the purpose of living . tell me . to live out ur fate ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i personally think not .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we are out here to write our own stories .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are the writers of our lives .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everything else that happens . are just natural or random .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its not what happens to us . its our reaction to what happens to us that makes the outcome . that makes what will really happen to us .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another day . another day of outcomes . that u have made .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just want to close my eyes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wish to see the sadness in the world .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wish to see the lies .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes i see things that are beautiful . and i appreciate that . i Thank myself for opening them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am here for a purpose .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i see that my friends around me are different from the world as well .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;influenced by me ? cuz i cross their paths too many times ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to belive that . they are special ppl . and here for a reason too .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to think so . but now i know . no man's really an island .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u may know alot . but that person may just know a few . but some of them are what u not know of .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ived learnt humility .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ived also learnt ego and confidence .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well for both . there is the good the bad and the fun .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;release the bad and ur fine .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good and fun ego are good and fun .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad humility ? yes they exist .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when ur so humble . u become complacent .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u dont wish to take a stand . short changing urself unconsciously .  thats bad humility .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well well .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now's life again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my prelims are nearing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and frankly speaking . dont care what the grades turn out to be .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know ived been stressed and muddled about the past weeks .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven been really studying . but im still in schedule .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this 2 days . i will do my best . also during the prelims . ill do my best .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may have regrets . but i dont think so . seeing smiles is better thdn prelim grades .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cuz if i do well ill see more smiles .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still . quality over quantity yeahh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway . life as i know it . will be a fruitful journey for me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have tickets to my ride .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel free to hop on anytime .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love u ppl .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u want me .&lt;br /&gt;come get me .&lt;br /&gt;dont leave me waiting&lt;br /&gt;anymore .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh - the mastermind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-115774763242829739?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/115774763242829739/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=115774763242829739' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/115774763242829739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/115774763242829739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-journey-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-115761684433337585</id><published>2006-09-07T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T16:14:04.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is killing me !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant eat sleep think properly .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;affecting me . affecting my progress .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think ima screw up prelims again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nono josh . get up !! to de end !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighh . ived calculated .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if i get 35 for prelims . im still gnna make it to rjc or some other gd jc . as carefully planned .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but how much am i aiming for prelims ? 23&gt;L1R5 . as alpha planned .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go before schedule !! .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like one day i dont get this off my head . ill nv concentrate fully .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah !!!!!! God !! why do u have to put this to me all the time !! yes i know . im suppose to learn and grow from it . appreciate the thought . but not now !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so little time left for prelims . and they teachers and ppl will talk again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me getting around 20 for L1R5 during prelims aint gnna take josh to rjc ." blablabla . u cant make it blablabla . see i told u so " blablabla . im so disappointed in u " blablabla .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mutherfuckers . think what u want .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i do agree , not much time left .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is crazy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much is happening . how am i gnna take it all down .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm joshy . all u've got . all u've got .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hell !!! gah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another day i cant get this off my mind . im getting weaker somehow .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shud stop thinking and leave it alone rite ?? thats what everybody says . even i think so .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but u know what ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WONT LEAVE ME ALONE !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody . someone . SAVE ME !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm . i shud get my bio amath emath and humans done first .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nt gnna care bout science .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@#$*(&lt;a href="mailto:^%$#@#%"&gt;^%$#@#%&lt;/a&gt;^&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;killer .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;murderer .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to get this off my mind !!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone talk to me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me things and sweet nothings .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whisper to me ur heart .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur soul divine .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me rest in peace .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frustrating it is so .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please girl . i came to see u todayy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im still pretty much unconscious .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will u wake me up ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-115756873449603387?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/115756873449603387/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=115756873449603387' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/115756873449603387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/115756873449603387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-if-i-bleed-ill-bleedknowing-you.html' 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undeciphered .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-115743832694326267?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/feeds/115743832694326267/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30212760&amp;postID=115743832694326267' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/115743832694326267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30212760/posts/default/115743832694326267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-dilemma-is-killing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>D|EG0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16874023283339314518</uri><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-30212760.post-115694523539790157</id><published>2006-08-30T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T21:42:34.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there has always been ghosts in systems . rules . and mentality .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random segments of code that have been put together to form unexpected protocols&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unanticpated, these free radical engendered questions of freewill .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;creativity , and even the nature of what we call the soul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why is it when some are left in the darkness , they seek out the light .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how do we explain this .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random segments of code ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or is it something more ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when does perceptual schematic turn to consciousness ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when does the difference engine become the search for truth ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when does the personality stimulation become the bitter moat of the soul?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what do u see here in my eyes ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;creativity . freewill . consciousness . the truth . my soul . ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or is there something more .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is there something missing .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is there someone missing me .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-115694523539790157?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30212760.post-115694509536113279</id><published>2006-08-30T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T21:38:15.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mann . i am tired .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ima fight .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till the end is where i wanna go .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to fall on my knees and pass out on the ground .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is when i know . ived done my best .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for amigoz that hasnt woke up yet . or still dont know what u want in life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or still dont know what to do with it . and to those who's deciding to leave it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just going to wait .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not going to care anymore .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u guys think what u guys wanna think .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ived told u what i have to say .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end . right there . take me down . if im wrong .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i didnt encouraged u . helped u . loved u . cared for u . support u .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me down if i haven done any of that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but heyy . again . its ur life . even though i love to make a difference .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant do much effectively if u dont let me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway amigoz . take bloody good care .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont cry over milk that ur gnna spill . cuz thdn u would ask . why the hell did i spill it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or rather save the trouble . drink it down now .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30212760-115694509536113279?l=diego-josh-gordon-the-amigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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