<?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-34895264</id><updated>2012-01-18T21:09:44.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You'll Never Walk Alone</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>424</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-8917016257880384897</id><published>2011-10-19T14:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T14:28:33.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Social Pariah</title><content type='html'>Is it just me or is everyone being damn disagreeable lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate it when people discount my opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, wow. Just because in usual times I'm the guy who doesn't disagree or protest against what people want to do or say, you all think I'm a "yes" man or something? Just because I don't contribute at times, does that mean I don't have an opinion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I have an opinion on a matter, everyone is in &lt;b&gt;SHOCK AND AWE&lt;/b&gt;. They can't believe that I have something to say about the matter. After they have recovered from their shock, they treat my opinion as a childish opinion, like it doesn't matter. They think I'm looking at things from a childish viewpoint just because I've never contributed to their "intellectual" arguments before. They do not accept my argument because they're so fixated on their own viewpoint, and because they discount my opinion because I'm supposed to be "opinion-less". Or maybe they just think I'm a stupid stupid person. Which is probably true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why bother arguing when you're not going to accept the other party's viewpoint? If you're not going to budge from your stance, then I have nothing more to say. If you're not going to listen to what I have to say, then there really is no point in me saying anything, is there? Why do you think I just shut up all the time? I don't see the point in arguing, and I know my opinions will be discounted anyway, so why the hell should I bother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, people used to say I take things very personally. This is even true now. I STILL do take things personally, but I've learnt to look at situations from other ways and viewpoints and now am not so wary and insecure all the time. I thank God for that. Some people told me that they were disappointed in others because how they behaved was not in conjunction with how they were supposed to have learnt things from God. &lt;b&gt;I suggest to these people now: look at yourselves first. &lt;/b&gt;Why I put these two thoughts together? Go think about it. Don't bloody take things so personally. Look at what I'm saying. If you would just stop discounting my opinions and what I have to say, you'll understand I wasn't knocking on you. But no. So it turns out to be my fault. Which brings me to my next point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;b&gt;REALLY&lt;/b&gt; hate it when people think they can have temper tantrums on me and I am just there to suck it all up. Not the bloody first time it has happened to me, and not the first person who has done it to me. I have bloody feelings too. Sometimes, &lt;b&gt;I'M THE ONE WHO NEEDS TO BLOW OFF STEAM&lt;/b&gt;. But I'm expected to suck it up when things go sour all the time? I'm expected to shut up and take it? And then &lt;b&gt;APOLOGIZE &lt;/b&gt;for something I've not done? &lt;b&gt;APOLOGIZE &lt;/b&gt;for a misunderstanding?&amp;nbsp;Like &lt;b&gt;I DON'T HAVE AN OPINION OF MY OWN? &lt;/b&gt;Like &lt;b&gt;I DON'T HAVE A RIGHT TO BE ANGRY TOO?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm really&lt;b&gt; SICK&lt;/b&gt; of how all you people treat me. I'm &lt;b&gt;SICK&lt;/b&gt; of you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What, you think I'm some charity case because I'm a &lt;b&gt;SOCIAL PARIAH &lt;/b&gt;and so I should be happy that you're even &lt;b&gt;SPEAKING&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;to me??? Well, screw you then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no faith in the human race. You've just proved that thought right to me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm all right on the outside doesn't mean I totally agree with everything. Just because I'm smiling on the outside doesn't mean I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone", but I always will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-8917016257880384897?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/8917016257880384897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=8917016257880384897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/8917016257880384897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/8917016257880384897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2011/10/social-pariah.html' title='Social Pariah'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-7768990251961940630</id><published>2011-09-13T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T20:35:05.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't expect to be remembered to be invited to watch the movie with the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signs of regression into nothing... Not that there was anything to begin with...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-7768990251961940630?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/7768990251961940630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=7768990251961940630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/7768990251961940630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/7768990251961940630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-dont-expect-to-be-remembered-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-668164150403644956</id><published>2011-08-10T21:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T21:46:50.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;It is my curse to feel something for girls who do not feel the same way about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-668164150403644956?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-2377767528966130009</id><published>2011-07-29T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T00:17:51.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Really Your Friend?</title><content type='html'>Maybe I should just go watch the movie alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-2377767528966130009?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/2377767528966130009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=2377767528966130009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/2377767528966130009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/2377767528966130009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2011/07/am-i-really-your-friend.html' title='Am I Really Your Friend?'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-2913522841223534887</id><published>2011-07-11T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T16:28:38.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe 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href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2011/07/epic.html' title='Epic'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vIRQf0S3oD0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-7187765493965133017</id><published>2011-06-14T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T20:29:10.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will do everything in my power to console and comfort you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you do not want to be consoled, then I cannot help you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-7187765493965133017?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/7187765493965133017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=7187765493965133017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/7187765493965133017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/7187765493965133017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-will-do-everything-in-my-power-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-4430617377554794134</id><published>2011-05-02T14:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T14:38:57.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is damn hard to argue with someone who is so damn stubborn and who doesn't want to accept your opinion or listen to your views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my reasons for doing what I want to do. Don't influence me to do what YOU want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, please don't forsake me, grant me the wisdom and inner peace to rise above this... bullshit. For I know You are far, far greater than bloody politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-4430617377554794134?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/4430617377554794134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=4430617377554794134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4430617377554794134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4430617377554794134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2011/05/it-is-damn-hard-to-argue-with-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-1790859561869142747</id><published>2011-04-10T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T20:54:03.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So She Dances</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iwo6hhz4dxI" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;A waltz when she walks in the room&lt;br /&gt;She pulls back the hair from her face&lt;br /&gt;She turns to the window to sway in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;Even her shadow has grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A waltz for the girl out of reach&lt;br /&gt;She lifts her hands up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;She moves with the music&lt;br /&gt;The song is her lover&lt;br /&gt;The melody's making her cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she dances&lt;br /&gt;In and out of the crowd like a glance&lt;br /&gt;This romance is&lt;br /&gt;From afar calling me silently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A waltz for the chance I should take&lt;br /&gt;But how will I know where to start?&lt;br /&gt;She's spinning between constellations and dreams&lt;br /&gt;Her rhythm is my beating heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she dances&lt;br /&gt;In and out of the crowd like a glance&lt;br /&gt;This romance is&lt;br /&gt;From afar calling me silently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep on watching forever&lt;br /&gt;I give up this view just to tell her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I close my eyes I can see&lt;br /&gt;The spotlights are bright on you and me&lt;br /&gt;We've got the floor&lt;br /&gt;And you're in my arms&lt;br /&gt;How could I ask for more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she dances&lt;br /&gt;In and out of the crowd like a glance&lt;br /&gt;This romance is&lt;br /&gt;From afar calling me silently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep on watching forever&lt;br /&gt;And I'm givin' up this view just to tell her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Archangel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-1790859561869142747?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/1790859561869142747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=1790859561869142747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1790859561869142747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1790859561869142747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-she-dances.html' title='So She Dances'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/iwo6hhz4dxI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-4417544421484377068</id><published>2011-04-06T17:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T17:50:19.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 id="passage_heading" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 Corinthians 13:4-13&amp;nbsp;(New International Version, ©2011)&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28670" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28671" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28672" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28673" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28674" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28675" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;For we know in part and we prophesy in part,&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28676" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears.&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28677" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28678" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt;For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28679" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-4417544421484377068?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/4417544421484377068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=4417544421484377068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4417544421484377068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4417544421484377068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2011/04/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-3539120474731745913</id><published>2011-04-06T02:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T02:19:04.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Her dance partner most definitely must be the luckiest guy on earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-3539120474731745913?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-6271129707395245268</id><published>2011-03-21T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T20:28:32.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hosanna In The Highest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AQGJdTpMUcU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see the King of glory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coming on the clouds with fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The whole earth shakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The whole earth shakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see his light and mercy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Washing over all our sin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The people sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The people sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna in the highest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna in the highest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see a generation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rising up to take their place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With selfless faith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With selfless faith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see a near revival&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stirring as we pray and seek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're on our knees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're on our knees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna in the highest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna in the highest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*awesome instrumental*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heal my heart and make it clean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Open up my eyes to the things unseen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Show me how to love like You have loved me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Break my heart for what breaks Yours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything I am for Your kingdom's cause&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I walk from earth into eternity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna in the highest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna in the highest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna in the highest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna in the highest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna in the highest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna in the highest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosanna in the highest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Absolutely beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Archangel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-6271129707395245268?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6271129707395245268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=6271129707395245268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6271129707395245268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Pretender &lt;/b&gt;by The Foo Fighters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SBjQ9tuuTJQ" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep you in the dark&lt;br /&gt;You know they all pretend&lt;br /&gt;Keep you in the dark&lt;br /&gt;And so it all began&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send in your skeletons&lt;br /&gt;Sing as their bones go marching in... again&lt;br /&gt;The need you buried deep&lt;br /&gt;The secrets that you keep are at the ready&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finished making sense&lt;br /&gt;Done pleading ignorance&lt;br /&gt;That whole defense&lt;br /&gt;Spinning infinity, but&lt;br /&gt;The wheel is spinning me&lt;br /&gt;It's never ending, never ending&lt;br /&gt;Same old story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I'm not like the others?&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I'm not just another one.&lt;br /&gt;You're the pretender&lt;br /&gt;What if I say that I'll never surrender?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I'm not like the others?&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I'm not just another one.&lt;br /&gt;You're the pretender&lt;br /&gt;What if I say that I'll never surrender?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In time or so I'm told&lt;br /&gt;I'm just another soul for sale... oh, well&lt;br /&gt;The page is out of print&lt;br /&gt;We are not permanent&lt;br /&gt;We're temporary, temporary&lt;br /&gt;Same old story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I'm not like the others?&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I'm not just another one.&lt;br /&gt;You're the pretender&lt;br /&gt;What if I say that I'll never surrender?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I'm not like the others?&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I'm not just another one.&lt;br /&gt;You're the pretender&lt;br /&gt;What if I say that I'll never surrender?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the voice inside your head&lt;br /&gt;You refuse to hear&lt;br /&gt;I'm the face that you have to face&lt;br /&gt;Mirrored in your stare&lt;br /&gt;I'm what's left, I'm what's right&lt;br /&gt;I'm the enemy&lt;br /&gt;I'm the hand that will take you down&lt;br /&gt;Bring you to your knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who are you?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, who are you?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, who are you?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keep you in the dark&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You know they all pretend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I'm not like the others?&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I'm not just another.&lt;br /&gt;You're the pretender&lt;br /&gt;What if I say that I'll never surrender?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I'm not like the others?&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I'm not just another one.&lt;br /&gt;You're the pretender&lt;br /&gt;What if I say that I'll never surrender?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I'm not like the others?&lt;br /&gt;(Keep you in the dark)&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I'm not just another one.&lt;br /&gt;(You know they all... pretend)&lt;br /&gt;You're the pretender&lt;br /&gt;What if I say that I'll never surrender?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I'm not like the others?&lt;br /&gt;(Keep you in the dark)&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I'm not just another one.&lt;br /&gt;(You know they all... pretend)&lt;br /&gt;You're the pretender&lt;br /&gt;What if I say that I'll never surrender?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who are you?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, who are you?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Archangel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-8334067434414480700?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/SBjQ9tuuTJQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-9048138265582144164</id><published>2011-02-14T18:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T18:47:45.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilty As Charged.</title><content type='html'>This is an excerpt from a Gamesradar article, written by Deanna Morono, titled Game over: 8 game characters to avoid when seeking love advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: #ff6600; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Joseph Allen, Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beware of loving too much.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://static.gamesradar.com/images/mb/GamesRadar/us/Features/2011/02/Love%20Advice/Moscow_Airport_1280_Full_v4_%2801714%29--article_image.jpg" style="padding: 0px;" title="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Above: Check out the file of Joseph Allen’s boss&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the love and dedication of his country, Private First Class  Joseph Allen goes deep undercover to infiltrate a terrorist cell (which  earns him kudos), but his attractiveness as a proper lover fizzles when  his devotion to playing his role leads him to participate in the  massacre of hundreds of innocent people in a Moscow airport. Instead of  mowing down Makarov’s goons and dying a hero, his unwavering loyalty  pilots him to his grave as a terrorist. Too much passion in a  relationship could prove as devastating. Don’t smother a woman by  pouring all your attention over her all the time, for a woman’s scorn is  worse than a bullet to the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-9048138265582144164?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/9048138265582144164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=9048138265582144164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/9048138265582144164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/9048138265582144164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2011/02/guilty-as-charged.html' title='Guilty As Charged.'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-4999246236063977762</id><published>2011-02-13T14:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T14:08:34.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;You don't have to lie to me. I can't tell when I'm wanted or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;I'd rather you be honest with me instead of fishing for excuses. Why do I think that way? It's obvious isn't it, how low down the pecking order I am in your plans, when you have time or make time for other people but I seem to be an afterthought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;I'm so tired of it all. It's very hard to keep hold of something you love when with each passing day it seems to get more and more impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;P5hng Me A*wy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-4999246236063977762?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/4999246236063977762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=4999246236063977762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4999246236063977762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MzCLLHscMOw" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&amp;amp;lt;p&amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;scgsdgdfadf&amp;amp;lt;/p&amp;amp;gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;Just praying to a God that I don't believe in&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got time while she got freedom&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when a heart breaks, no it don't break even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her best days will be some of my worst&lt;br /&gt;She finally met a man that's gonna put her first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;While I'm wide awake she's no trouble sleeping&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when a heart breaks, no it don't break even, even, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I supposed to do&lt;br /&gt;When the best part of me was always you and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What am I supposed to say&lt;br /&gt;When I'm all choked up and you're okay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say bad things happen for a reason&lt;br /&gt;But no wise words gonna stop the bleeding&lt;br /&gt;'Cause she's moved on while I'm still grieving&lt;br /&gt;And when a heart breaks, no it don't break even, even, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I gonna do&lt;br /&gt;When the best part of me was always you&lt;br /&gt;And what am I supposed to say&lt;br /&gt;When I'm all choked up and you're okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(One's still in love while the other one's leaving)&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;('Cause when a heart breaks, no it don't break even)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got his heart and my heart and none of the pain&lt;br /&gt;You took your suitcase, I took the blame&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm trying to make sense of what little remains, oh&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you left me with no love and no love to my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;Just praying to a God that I don't believe in&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got time while she got freedom&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when a heart breaks, no it don't break&lt;br /&gt;No it don't break, no it don't break even, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I gonna do&lt;br /&gt;When the best part of me was always you&lt;br /&gt;And what am I supposed to say&lt;br /&gt;When I'm all choked up and you're okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;(One's still in love while the other one's leaving)&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;('Cause when a heart breaks, no it don't break even)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it don't break even, no&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it don't break even, no&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it don't break even, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Archangel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-3092347280895925290?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/3092347280895925290/comments/default' title='Post 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-4096338929003479383</id><published>2011-02-07T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T20:50:57.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ride of the Rohirrim</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZCARXI0WvGo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, the best scene in The Return of the King, possibly all the best of all 3 movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the 2nd day of the battle in Minas Tirith, where all hope seems lost as the men of Gondor are vastly outnumbered in battle. The gate has been breached, Denethor is about to burn his son alive, and Gandalf just got his ass handed to him by the Witch King. Just as he is about to move in for the kill, a horn sounds from afar. Rohan has arrived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's a paltry force (in comparison) that arrives to combat the orcs. 6,000 riders against tens of thousands of the vile creatures, and they stand little chance of surviving, let alone winning the battle. King Theoden knows this, and given the overwhelming odds, calls to his men to embrace death:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Arise, arise, riders of Theoden!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Spears shall be shaken, shields shall be splintered,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A sword day, a red day, ere the sun rises!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Ride now! Ride now!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ride! Ride for ruin! And the world's ending!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Death!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Death!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Death!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Forth Eorlingas! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And instead of cowering in fear, instead of running in shame, they scream "Death!" and charge, at first purposefully, menacingly, then the theme song of Rohan plays. Epic moment. The riders break into a headlong charge screaming "DEATH!" as they ride to their doom in an attempt to save their brethren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply beautiful scriptwriting, screenplay, music and acting. Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-4096338929003479383?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/4096338929003479383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=4096338929003479383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4096338929003479383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4096338929003479383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2011/02/ride-of-rohirrim.html' title='Ride of the Rohirrim'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-2240776515766445434</id><published>2011-02-04T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T02:06:08.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Do This Anymore</title><content type='html'>I know what SJ said that night, and I fully agree with whatever he said, so much that I was totally confident of imparting the philosophy to Cel when we met up the other day. It totally makes sense to me and it's a very simple and clear way of living your life, defining your relationships, but best of all, keeping your sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But good God, why can't I seem to practice what I preach?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose when I prayed for a sign or a message that if what I was doing was right, the lack of a sign/message/response now probably means I should just give up altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts, it really does, but perhaps I would retain a measure of my sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lord please guide me as to what to do next. Please give me strength.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-2240776515766445434?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/2240776515766445434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=2240776515766445434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/2240776515766445434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/2240776515766445434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-cant-do-this-anymore.html' title='I Can&apos;t Do This Anymore'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-5321861542369563420</id><published>2011-01-30T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T00:25:56.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through Heaven's Eyes</title><content type='html'>Just watched The Prince of Egypt for a 2nd time (it's now 13 years old) and being a noob idiot the first time I watched it, I absolutely loved it for totally different reasons now that I understood most, if not all of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music in the movie is fabulous. It is very well-written and scripted for the movie... True genius. This is my favourite piece, not just for the music but also for what message it conveys :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that this edit includes the scene leading to the song... Quite possibly my favourite scene in the whole movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Through Heaven's Eyes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oG0a9WFkgzU" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A single thread in a tapestry&lt;br /&gt;Though its color brightly shine&lt;br /&gt;Can never see its purpose&lt;br /&gt;In the pattern of the grand design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the stone that sits on the very top&lt;br /&gt;Of the mountain's mighty face&lt;br /&gt;Does it think it's more important&lt;br /&gt;Than the stones that form the base?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how can you see what your life is worth&lt;br /&gt;Or where your value lies?&lt;br /&gt;You can never see through the eyes of man&lt;br /&gt;You must look at your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at your life through heaven's eyes&lt;br /&gt;Lai-la-lai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lake of gold in the desert sand&lt;br /&gt;Is less than a cool fresh spring&lt;br /&gt;And to one lost sheep, a shepherd boy&lt;br /&gt;Is greater than the richest king&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a man lose everything he owns&lt;br /&gt;Has he truly lost his worth?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it the beginning &lt;br /&gt;Of a new and brighter birth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do you measure the worth of a man&lt;br /&gt;In wealth or strength or size?&lt;br /&gt;In how much he gained or how much he gave?&lt;br /&gt;The answer will come&lt;br /&gt;The answer will come to him who tries&lt;br /&gt;To look at his life through heaven's eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's why we share all we have with you&lt;br /&gt;Though there's little to be found&lt;br /&gt;When all you've got is nothing&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot to go around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No life can escape being blown about&lt;br /&gt;By the winds of change and chance&lt;br /&gt;And though you never know all the steps&lt;br /&gt;You must learn to join the dance&lt;br /&gt;You must learn to join the dance&lt;br /&gt;Lai-la-lai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do you judge what a man is worth&lt;br /&gt;By what he builds or buys?&lt;br /&gt;You can never see with your eyes on earth&lt;br /&gt;Look through heaven's eyes&lt;br /&gt;Look at your life&lt;br /&gt;Look at your life&lt;br /&gt;Look at your life through heaven's eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Archangel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-5321861542369563420?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/oG0a9WFkgzU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-607875123815689142</id><published>2011-01-23T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T12:40:08.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Light Your World.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CVqR6kTu8lE" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-607875123815689142?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/607875123815689142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=607875123815689142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/607875123815689142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/607875123815689142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2011/01/go-light-your-world.html' title='Go Light Your World.'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-3655693818954153799?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/3655693818954153799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=3655693818954153799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/3655693818954153799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/3655693818954153799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-8592858311724913444?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/8592858311724913444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=8592858311724913444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/8592858311724913444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/8592858311724913444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-dear-lord-please-help-me-survive.html' title=''/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-3058900472155717896</id><published>2011-01-06T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T02:01:46.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>Well it's the New Year and as with every New Year here comes (belatedly) a list of resolutions, and things that I hope to achieve in the coming 2011 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Learn to be a good Christian and build my relationship with God :)&lt;br /&gt;2. Stop getting so pissed off during football games when I'm not playing well.&lt;br /&gt;3. Be more apathetic towards Liverpool and their results until at least Hodgson and half of the current 1st team are out of the club.&lt;br /&gt;4. Get my sister to teach me how to play guitar.&lt;br /&gt;5. Start LOSING WEIGHT and exercising, army's coming back soon :(&lt;br /&gt;6. Cut down on/Abolish my vices (e.g. eating waaaaayyyy too much McDonald's and drinking way too much coke).&lt;br /&gt;7. Make vocal arrangements for Audio5.1 and hope that we can cut our first gig under our own name this year!&lt;br /&gt;8. Get back on the piano after years of not playing, starting with Clair De Lune by Debussy :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-3058900472155717896?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/3058900472155717896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=3058900472155717896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/3058900472155717896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/3058900472155717896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2011/01/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-7487392223412096592</id><published>2011-01-05T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T15:51:03.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG damn spastic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CSgazGR-yp4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CSgazGR-yp4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From "Blackadders' Christmas Carol". I just realized the whole Blackadder series had so many of Britain's comedic talent all rolled into one... Rowan Atkinson, Tony Robinson, Hugh Laurie, Stephen Fry, Miranda Richardson, Rik Mayall, Adrian Edmondson etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggy wiggy woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-7487392223412096592?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/7487392223412096592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=7487392223412096592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/7487392223412096592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/7487392223412096592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2011/01/omg-damn-spastic.html' title='OMG damn spastic'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-8920042009973934901</id><published>2011-01-04T16:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T21:31:35.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All Along The Watchtower - Jimi Hendrix (Bob Dylan Cover)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9WbKBKima4Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9WbKBKima4Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"There must be some kind of way out of here,"&lt;br /&gt;Said the joker to the thief.&lt;br /&gt;"There's too much confusion,&lt;br /&gt;I can't get no relief.&lt;br /&gt;Businessmen, they drink my wine,&lt;br /&gt;Plow men dig my earth.&lt;br /&gt;None will level on the line,&lt;br /&gt;Nobody of it is worth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No reason to get excited,"&lt;br /&gt;The thief he kindly spoke.&lt;br /&gt;"There are many here among us&lt;br /&gt;Who feel that life is but a joke.&lt;br /&gt;But you and I we've been through that,&lt;br /&gt;And this is not our fate.&lt;br /&gt;So let us not talk falsely now,&lt;br /&gt;The hour's getting late."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All along the watchtower,&lt;br /&gt;Princes kept the view.&lt;br /&gt;While all the women came and went,&lt;br /&gt;Bare-foot servants too.&lt;br /&gt;Outside in the cold distance,&lt;br /&gt;A wild cat did growl.&lt;br /&gt;Two riders were approachin',&lt;br /&gt;And the wind began to howl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-8920042009973934901?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/8920042009973934901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=8920042009973934901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/8920042009973934901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/8920042009973934901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2011/01/all-along-watchtower-jimi-hendrix-bob.html' title=''/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-1423356606550461337</id><published>2010-12-26T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T21:34:55.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Awesome</title><content type='html'>Was browsing through random YouTube videos today (when I should actually have been studying) and came across the trailer for Mass Effect 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pdYLIE0fHMw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pdYLIE0fHMw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks so good, it could be a movie. Damn, they SHOULD make a movie! Too awesome. Makes me want to play it again (if not for Assassin's Creed: Brotherhood, I probably would). (On a side note, I would kill for a voice as deep as the alien's at 0:50 :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song struck me, and I found another link on the right hand side... Discovered it was composed by Two Steps From Hell, a group Jaryl recommended to me a few months back. Here's the extended version of the song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ISzK6e237II?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ISzK6e237II?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-1423356606550461337?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/1423356606550461337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=1423356606550461337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1423356606550461337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1423356606550461337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/12/too-awesome.html' title='Too Awesome'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-6196089809296160238</id><published>2010-12-22T18:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T18:58:48.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;The only things capable of giving me grief are the people around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I shouldn't feel resentful, jealous, neglected or unwanted, but at times I cannot help but do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I need to wash my hands of these emotions weighing me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I don't need anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-6196089809296160238?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6196089809296160238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=6196089809296160238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6196089809296160238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6196089809296160238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/12/only-things-capable-of-giving-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-7286015548992881776</id><published>2010-12-22T15:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T15:30:14.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was feeling extremely bored and experiencing incredible inertia for mugging Pathology so I decided to have some fun by looking for iPod quizzes online to do (instead of posting another emo song on my blog to reflect what I feel).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules of the game are simple: Use your iTunes or iPod and put the music on shuffle and press play, use the song title that appears for each question (as you press forward for each questions) to answer that particular question. No cheating to change your answer though! You can get some interesting answers at times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How am I feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;You're Beautiful - James Blunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Where will I get married?&lt;br /&gt;Unnatural Selection - Muse (... arranged marriage ftw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What is my best friend’s theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Vacant - Sex Pistols (ooooh SJ/Jon Teo are not gonna like this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What is/was high school like?&lt;br /&gt;Sho Nuff - Fatboy Slim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) What is the best thing about me?&lt;br /&gt;Closer To Insomnia - Robin Skouteris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)How is today going to be?&lt;br /&gt;A Little Push - Hans Zimmer &amp;amp; James Newton Howard (ya need that push to get started on mugging)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) What is in store for this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Want To Set The World On Fire - The Inkspots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What song describes my parents?&lt;br /&gt;Love's Divine - Seal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) How is my life going?&lt;br /&gt;Rhapsody On A Theme Of Paganini - Maksim Mrvica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) What song will they play at my funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Tadarida - Hans Zimmer &amp;amp; James Newton Howard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) How does the world see me?&lt;br /&gt;The Pretender - Foo Fighters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) What do my friends really think of me?&lt;br /&gt;The Core - Babamars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Do people secretly lust after me?&lt;br /&gt;Mama - My Chemical Romance (ERRRRRRRRRR)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;Cure For The Itch - Linkin Park (scratch myself :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) What should I do with my life?&lt;br /&gt;L'Espirit D'Escalier - Jet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Will I ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;Cold Hard Bitch - Jet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) What is some good advice?&lt;br /&gt;The Secret Labs - Jack Wall &amp;amp; Sam Hulick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) What do I think my current theme song is?&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Walks - Kanye West (AWESOME)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) What does everyone else think my current theme song is?&lt;br /&gt;Who Did You Think I Was - John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) What type of men/women do you like?&lt;br /&gt;Make You Feel Better - Red Hot Chili Peppers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Will you get married?&lt;br /&gt;Universally Speaking - Red Hot Chili Peppers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) What should I do with my love life?&lt;br /&gt;Keep Your Hands Off My Girl - Good Charlotte (be very possessive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Where will you live?&lt;br /&gt;Escape - Muse (MIGRATION)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) What will your dying words be?&lt;br /&gt;In Your Atmosphere - John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) How’s your day going so far?&lt;br /&gt;Can't Catch Tomorrow (Good Shoes Won't Save You This Time) - lostprophets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) How’s your love life?&lt;br /&gt;My Own Worst Enemy - Stereophonics (as usual)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-7286015548992881776?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/7286015548992881776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=7286015548992881776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/7286015548992881776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/7286015548992881776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-was-feeling-extremely-bored-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-7953001096887137630</id><published>2010-12-16T19:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T19:13:04.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This song didn't strike me as incredibly fantastic the first time I heard it, but the more I listened the more I grew to love it, and although the lyrics seem to be rather simplistic, the message they convey isn't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sing" by My Chemical Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hTgnDLWeeaM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hTgnDLWeeaM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sing it out&lt;br /&gt;Boy you've got to see what tomorrow brings&lt;br /&gt;Sing it out&lt;br /&gt;Girl you've got to be what tomorrow needs&lt;br /&gt;For every time that they want to count you out&lt;br /&gt;Use your voice every single time you open up your mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the boys, sing it for the girls&lt;br /&gt;Every time that you lose it sing it for the world&lt;br /&gt;Sing it from the heart&lt;br /&gt;Sing it till you're nuts&lt;br /&gt;Sing it out for the ones that'll hate your guts&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the deaf&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the blind&lt;br /&gt;Sing about everyone that you left behind&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the world, sing it for the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing it out&lt;br /&gt;Boy they're gonna sell what tomorrow means&lt;br /&gt;Sing it out&lt;br /&gt;Girl they're gonna kill what tomorrow brings&lt;br /&gt;You've got to, make a choice if the music drowns you out&lt;br /&gt;Raise your voice every single time they try and shut your mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the boys, sing it for the girls&lt;br /&gt;Every time that you lose it sing it for the world&lt;br /&gt;Sing it from the heart&lt;br /&gt;Sing it till you're nuts&lt;br /&gt;Sing it out for the ones that'll hate your guts&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the deaf&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the blind&lt;br /&gt;Sing about everyone that you left behind&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the world, sing it for the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaned up, corporation progress&lt;br /&gt;Dying in the process&lt;br /&gt;Children that can talk about it&lt;br /&gt;Living on the railways&lt;br /&gt;People moving sideways&lt;br /&gt;Sell it till your last days&lt;br /&gt;Buy yourself the motivation&lt;br /&gt;Generation nothing,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but a dead scene&lt;br /&gt;Product of a white dream&lt;br /&gt;I am not the singer that you wanted, but a dancer&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to answer, talk about the past, sir&lt;br /&gt;Wrote it for the ones that want to get away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the boys, sing it for the girls&lt;br /&gt;Every time that you lose it sing it for the world&lt;br /&gt;Sing it from the heart&lt;br /&gt;Sing it till you're nuts&lt;br /&gt;Sing it out for the ones that'll hate your guts&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the deaf&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the blind&lt;br /&gt;Sing about everyone that you left behind&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the world, sing it for the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got to see what tomorrow brings&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the world&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the world&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you've got to be what tomorrow needs&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the world&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the world&lt;div style="overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-7953001096887137630?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/7953001096887137630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=7953001096887137630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/7953001096887137630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/7953001096887137630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/12/sing.html' title='Sing'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-8682312495149387735</id><published>2010-12-05T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T22:26:48.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baba Yetu (The Lord's Prayer)</title><content type='html'>Christopher Tin has made history by being the composer of gaming's first nomination in the Grammy Awards in the category of "Best Instrumental Arrangement Accompanying Vocalists" for his song "Baba Yetu" from Sid Meier's Civilization IV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first listened to the piece from GamesRadar.com I thought it was good, but nothing spectacular (maybe because it was a live performance where the choir was not as strong as in the original piece). Then I looked for the video on YouTube and found the original intro to Civilization IV and was enraptured by it. Then I found a translated version of it and discovered it was the Lord's Prayer in Swahili.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it gives me goosebumps everytime I hear it... Magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baba Yetu - by Christopher Tin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IJiHDmyhE1A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IJiHDmyhE1A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baba yetu, yetu uliye (Our Father Jesus who art)&lt;br /&gt;Mbinguni yetu, yetu, amina! (in Heaven.  Amen!)&lt;br /&gt;Baba yetu, yetu, uliye (Our Father Jesus who art)&lt;br /&gt;Jina lako litukuzwe. (Hallowed be thy name.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baba yetu, yetu uliye (Our Father Jesus who art)&lt;br /&gt;Mbinguni yetu, yetu, amina! (in Heaven.  Amen!)&lt;br /&gt;Baba yetu, yetu, uliye (Our Father Jesus who art)&lt;br /&gt;Jina lako litukuzwe. (Hallowed be thy name.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utupe leo chakula chetu (Give us this day our daily bread)&lt;br /&gt;Tunachohitaji utusamehe (Forgive us of)&lt;br /&gt;Makosa yetu, hey (Our trespasses)&lt;br /&gt;Kama nasi tunavyowasamehe (As we forgive others)&lt;br /&gt;Waliotukosea usitutie (Who tresspass against us)&lt;br /&gt;Katika majaribu, lakini (Lead us not into temptation, but)&lt;br /&gt;Utuokoe, na yule, milelea milele (Deliver us from Evil, and you are forever and ever!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baba yetu, yetu uliye (Our Father Jesus who art)&lt;br /&gt; Mbinguni yetu, yetu, amina! (in Heaven.  Amen!)&lt;br /&gt; Baba yetu, yetu, uliye (Our Father Jesus who art)&lt;br /&gt; Jina lako litukuzwe. (Hallowed be thy name.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baba yetu, yetu uliye (Our Father Jesus who art)&lt;br /&gt;  Mbinguni yetu, yetu, amina! (in Heaven.  Amen!)&lt;br /&gt;  Baba yetu, yetu, uliye (Our Father Jesus who art)&lt;br /&gt;  Jina lako litukuzwe. (Hallowed be thy name.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ufalme wako ufike utakalo (Your kingdom come, your will be done)&lt;br /&gt;Lifanyike duniani kama mbinguni. [Amina] (On Earth as it is in Heaven. [Amen])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baba yetu, yetu uliye (Our Father Jesus who art)&lt;br /&gt;  Mbinguni yetu, yetu, amina! (in Heaven.  Amen!)&lt;br /&gt;  Baba yetu, yetu, uliye (Our Father Jesus who art)&lt;br /&gt;  Jina lako litukuzwe. (Hallowed be thy name.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baba yetu, yetu uliye (Our Father Jesus who art)&lt;br /&gt;   Mbinguni yetu, yetu, amina! (in Heaven.  Amen!)&lt;br /&gt;   Baba yetu, yetu, uliye (Our Father Jesus who art)&lt;br /&gt;   Jina lako litukuzwe. (Hallowed be thy name.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utupe leo chakula chetu (Give us this day our daily bread)&lt;br /&gt;Tunachohitaji utusamehe (Forgive us of)&lt;br /&gt;Makosa yetu, hey (Our trespasses)&lt;br /&gt;Kama nasi tunavyowasamehe (As we forgive others)&lt;br /&gt;Waliotukosea usitutie (Who tresspass against us)&lt;br /&gt;Katika majaribu, lakini (Lead us not into temptation, but)&lt;br /&gt;Utuokoe, na yule, simama mwehu (Deliver us from Evil, until you'll wake the dead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baba yetu, yetu, uliye (Our Father Jesus who art...)&lt;br /&gt;Jina lako litukuzwe. (Hallowed be thy name.)&lt;br /&gt;Baba yetu, yetu, uliye (Our Father Jesus who art...)&lt;br /&gt;Jina lako litukuzwe. (Hallowed be thy name.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's some confusion over the lyrics and the translation, but you get the general idea. Next a cappella project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-8682312495149387735?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/8682312495149387735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=8682312495149387735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/8682312495149387735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/8682312495149387735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/12/baba-yetu-lords-prayer.html' title='Baba Yetu (The Lord&apos;s Prayer)'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-6001938438470505306</id><published>2010-12-04T14:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T14:20:39.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=\</title><content type='html'>What a lousy morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it really stinks to have to go down for rehearsals just to sing one song and then having to sit through the whole performance over and over again cos you have to play the tambourine for just a few other songs, spending night after night in school for the performance, not doing work or relaxing at home after long hours at the hospital, only to have your MIC NOT SWITCHED ON FOR THE ACTUAL PERFORMANCE ITSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then practice so much for what. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight after playhouse this taxi driver decided it would be fun to reverse into my car for kicks. I stupidly let him go without taking details cos I thought it looked pretty harmless, only to return home for my dad to say that the front bumper is cracked and now we can't do anything cos I don't have any details. From now on I'm taking photos galore if any other idiot crashes into me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn lousy morning. It sucks to have your fate controlled by other people (i.e. the sound engineers and the bloody taxi driver). I can only pray that God has some plan for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, at least playhouse is over now and I didn't lose my temper at the taxi driver and had to calm him down as well cos he was so defensive ("I didn't reverse it was the handbrake"). Hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt, I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-6001938438470505306?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6001938438470505306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=6001938438470505306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6001938438470505306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6001938438470505306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='=\'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-4280459168983838352</id><published>2010-12-02T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T23:26:43.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 5 Stages Of Mugging</title><content type='html'>The 5 Stages Of Mugging (or Examination Preparation) is something I came  up with years ago when I was feeling really boliao and thinking about the House  season 2 episode about the 5 stages of death... Thought that since Paeds and Patho exams are coming up it'd be appropriate to put this up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The 5 Stages Of Mugging (or Examination Preparation)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Enthusiasm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's  true, we all start out thinking that we're gonna be fired up and going  full speed ahead till the examinations come... The gathering and filing  of notes, the anticipation of what we're gonna do the next day, it's  almost... Exhilarating. Everyone starts off their mugging journey with  this enthusiasm in them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Burnout&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But  soon you feel discouraged as day after day goes by and you realize that  you're not mugging as fast as you planned your schedule out to be.  Every day seems to get shorter and shorter and time becomes your enemy  as you attempt to get your assigned mugging for the day done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Slacking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Speaks for itself... Pretty soon you just give up altogether.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Panic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then as exams inch every closer, you realize that you've done so LITTLE! Panic sets in and may spur you on to a bit of mugging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. Resignation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then  there comes a point in time where you feel that whatever you do, you're  gonna fail anyway, so you might as well just accept it. The feeling of  resignation sets in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So those are the 5  stages of mugging! The key is to get through the 5 stages as fast as  possible so that the cycle can be repeated. Then remain on the first  stage as long as you can. Alternatively, after the 5th stage you can get  to a systematic method of mugging. That'll be like... Reincarnation.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-4280459168983838352?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/4280459168983838352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=4280459168983838352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4280459168983838352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4280459168983838352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/12/5-stages-of-mugging.html' title='The 5 Stages Of Mugging'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-2271736985771566601</id><published>2010-11-29T15:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T15:11:25.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P5ing Me A*wy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I really relate to this song on so many different levels... Posted it on this very blog a number of times already... Probably the reason why this is no. 1 on my top 25 most played songs on my iTunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the old Linkin Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P5ing Me A*wy by Linkin Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nwCbeuk3Mf8" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look into your eyes there's nothing there to see&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but my own mistakes staring back at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Backwards:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything has to end&lt;br /&gt;You'll soon find that we're out of time left to watch it all unwind&lt;br /&gt;Everything falls apart&lt;br /&gt;Even the people who never frown eventually break down&lt;br /&gt;Everything has to end&lt;br /&gt;You'll soon find that we're out of time left to watch in all unwind&lt;br /&gt;Everything falls apart&lt;br /&gt;Even the people who never frown eventually break down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lied to you&lt;br /&gt;This is the last smile&lt;br /&gt;That I'll fake for the sake of being with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything falls apart&lt;br /&gt;Even the people who never frown eventually break down&lt;br /&gt;Everything has to end&lt;br /&gt;You'll soon find we're out of time left to watch it all unwind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sake of being with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything falls apart&lt;br /&gt;Even the people who never frown eventually break down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sacrifice is never knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I stay&lt;br /&gt;When you just push away&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you see&lt;br /&gt;You're still so blind to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Backwards:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the people who never frown eventually break down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried, like you&lt;br /&gt;To do everything you wanted to&lt;br /&gt;This is the last time&lt;br /&gt;I'll take the blame for the sake of being with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything falls apart&lt;br /&gt;Even the people who never frown eventually break down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sacrifice of hiding in a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything has to end&lt;br /&gt;You'll soon find we're out of time left to watch it all unwind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sacrifice is never knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I stay&lt;br /&gt;When you just push away&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you see&lt;br /&gt;You're still so blind to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reverse psychology is failing miserably&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to be left all alone&lt;br /&gt;Telling you is the only chance for me&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left but to turn and face you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look into your eyes there nothing there to see&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but my own mistakes staring back at me&lt;br /&gt;Asking why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sacrifice of hiding in a lie&lt;br /&gt;The sacrifice is never knowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I stay&lt;br /&gt;When you just push away&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you see&lt;br /&gt;You're still so blind to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I stay&lt;br /&gt;When you just push away&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you see&lt;br /&gt;You're still so blind to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-2271736985771566601?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/2271736985771566601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=2271736985771566601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/2271736985771566601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/2271736985771566601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/11/p5ing-me-awy.html' title='P5ing Me A*wy'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nwCbeuk3Mf8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-5597640382338285175</id><published>2010-11-28T13:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T13:23:00.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beautiful Game</title><content type='html'>Just watched the Manchester United vs Blackburn video and I'm not sure whether or not it's cos Blackburn really stunk yesterday but Man U were playing beautiful, beautiful football... Fantastic vision and creativity by Rooney, excellent finishing by Berbatov, endless running by Nani and Park... They looked like world beaters, and that was only on the highlights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't stinking Liverpool play like that, then at least it's not such a pain to watch them play every week. Bleagh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-5597640382338285175?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/5597640382338285175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=5597640382338285175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/5597640382338285175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/5597640382338285175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/11/beautiful-game.html' title='The Beautiful Game'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-1329074302960163006</id><published>2010-11-22T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T20:43:25.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU CAN'T SEE ME</title><content type='html'>While reading John Cena's wiki entry to see if he was really fired by WWE or not I chanced upon the fact that he guest starred in Hannah Montana...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously this warranted a YouTube search, and here's the result :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pvQ-PcxFJ44?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pvQ-PcxFJ44?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Friggin' funny, considering that in the magazine, he pulls a "Hulk Hogan", and later on he carries out his finisher Attitude Adjustment + "YOU CAN'T SEE ME!" (best part of the clip btw) Five Knuckle Shuffle  on the poor guy haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also discovered this while reading the YouTube comments... Both John Cena and that guy he's beating up are the same age, 33 years O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that prompted another Wikipedia search to see if Jason Earles (the guy who was getting beat up) has some medical condition that makes him look SO YOUNG but came up with nada. Food for thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-1329074302960163006?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/1329074302960163006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=1329074302960163006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1329074302960163006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1329074302960163006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-cant-see-me.html' title='YOU CAN&apos;T SEE ME'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-3561908230721159997</id><published>2010-11-18T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T23:31:50.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed Off Ronaldo</title><content type='html'>Haha I thought this article was friggin funny - especially the accompanying picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://soccernet.espn.go.com/news/story?id=843863&amp;amp;sec=euro2012&amp;amp;cc=4716&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me want to go see the goal just to see Ronaldo's reaction hahahaha poor fella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-3561908230721159997?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/3561908230721159997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=3561908230721159997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/3561908230721159997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/3561908230721159997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/11/pissed-off-ronaldo.html' title='Pissed Off Ronaldo'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-9029634674739582868</id><published>2010-11-08T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T22:21:39.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Maybe" by the Ink Spots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YBox8BPHfiU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YBox8BPHfiU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Maybe,&lt;br /&gt;You'll think of me, when you are all alone&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, the one who, is waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Will prove untrue, then what will you do&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, you'll sit and sigh&lt;br /&gt;Wishing that I were near&lt;br /&gt;Then, maybe you'll ask me to come back again&lt;br /&gt;And maybe&lt;br /&gt;I'll say&lt;br /&gt;Maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe,&lt;br /&gt;You'll think of me, when you are all alone&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, the one who, is waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Will prove untrue, then what will I do&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, you'll sit and sigh&lt;br /&gt;Wishing that I were near&lt;br /&gt;Then, maybe you'll ask me to come back again,&lt;br /&gt;And maybe&lt;br /&gt;I'll say&lt;br /&gt;Maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-9029634674739582868?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/9029634674739582868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=9029634674739582868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/9029634674739582868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/9029634674739582868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/11/maybe.html' title='Maybe'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-3968955827092304367</id><published>2010-10-20T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T01:13:34.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Life.</title><content type='html'>You know what's worse than being rejected?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's being misunderstood without being given a chance to explain yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And life just gets from bad to worse...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-3968955827092304367?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-9115463007592779970</id><published>2010-10-16T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T18:49:40.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting For The End</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waiting For The End by Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5qF_qbaWt3Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5qF_qbaWt3Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is not the end&lt;br /&gt;This is not the beginning&lt;br /&gt;Just a voice like a riot&lt;br /&gt;Rocking every revision&lt;br /&gt;But you listen to the tone&lt;br /&gt;And the violent rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Though the words sound steady&lt;br /&gt;Something empty's within 'em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We say yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With fists flying up in the air&lt;br /&gt;Like we're holding onto something that's invisible there&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we're living at the mercy of the pain and the fear&lt;br /&gt;Until we dead it, forget it&lt;br /&gt;Let it all disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the end to come&lt;br /&gt;Wishing I had strength to stand&lt;br /&gt;This is not what I had planned&lt;br /&gt;It's out of my control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying at the speed of light&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts were spinning in my head&lt;br /&gt;So many things were left unsaid&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know what it takes to move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I know how it feels to lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do is trade this life for something new&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to what I haven't got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in an empty room&lt;br /&gt;Trying to forget the past&lt;br /&gt;This was never meant to last&lt;br /&gt;I wish it wasn't so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what it takes to move on&lt;br /&gt; I know how it feels to lie&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All I wanna do is trade this life for something new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Holding on to what I haven't got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was left when that fire was gone&lt;br /&gt;I thought it felt right but that right was wrong&lt;br /&gt;All caught up in the eye of the storm&lt;br /&gt;And trying to figure out what it's like moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't even know what kind of things I said&lt;br /&gt;My mouth kept moving and my mind went dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Picking up those pieces now where to begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The hardest part of ending is starting again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do is trade this life for something new&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to what I haven't got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the end&lt;br /&gt;This is not the beginning&lt;br /&gt;Just a voice like a riot&lt;br /&gt;Rocking every revision&lt;br /&gt;But you listen to the tone&lt;br /&gt;And the violent rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Though the words sound steady&lt;br /&gt;Something empty's within 'em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We say yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With fists flying up in the air&lt;br /&gt;Like we're holding onto something that's invisible there&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we're living at the mercy of the pain and the fear&lt;br /&gt;Until we dead it, forget it&lt;br /&gt;Let it all disappear&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-9115463007592779970?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/9115463007592779970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=9115463007592779970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/9115463007592779970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/9115463007592779970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/10/waiting-for-end.html' title='Waiting For The End'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-404055379927722034</id><published>2010-10-15T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T21:44:27.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foxtrot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/TLhaalrCe-I/AAAAAAAAAek/5KndmQm-kbw/s1600/Foxtrot_Go_Deep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 127px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/TLhaalrCe-I/AAAAAAAAAek/5KndmQm-kbw/s400/Foxtrot_Go_Deep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528267955433012194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should have GP essays like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-404055379927722034?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/404055379927722034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=404055379927722034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/404055379927722034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/404055379927722034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/10/they-should-have-gp-essays-like-this.html' title='Foxtrot'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/TLhaalrCe-I/AAAAAAAAAek/5KndmQm-kbw/s72-c/Foxtrot_Go_Deep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-1708594977922483872</id><published>2010-10-13T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T21:37:21.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iridescent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Iridescent" by Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jpt7RJUGpdE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jpt7RJUGpdE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When you were standing in the wake of devastation&lt;br /&gt;When you were waiting on the edge of the unknown&lt;br /&gt;And with the cataclysm raining down&lt;br /&gt;Your insides crying, "Save me now"&lt;br /&gt;You were there, impossibly alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel cold and lost in desperation?&lt;br /&gt;You build up hope, but failures all you've known.&lt;br /&gt;Remember all the sadness and frustration&lt;br /&gt;And let it go.&lt;br /&gt;Let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in a burst of light that blinded every angel&lt;br /&gt;As if the sky had blown the heavens into stars&lt;br /&gt;You felt the gravity of tempered grace&lt;br /&gt;Falling into empty space&lt;br /&gt;With no one there to catch you in their arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel cold and lost in desperation?&lt;br /&gt;You build up hope, but failures all you've known.&lt;br /&gt;Remember all the sadness and frustration&lt;br /&gt;And let it go.&lt;br /&gt;Let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Instrumental Break)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel cold and lost in desperation?&lt;br /&gt;You build up hope, but failures all you've known.&lt;br /&gt;Remember all the sadness and frustration&lt;br /&gt;And let it go.&lt;br /&gt;Let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it go.&lt;br /&gt;Let it go.&lt;br /&gt;Let it go.&lt;br /&gt;Let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel cold and lost in desperation?&lt;br /&gt;You build up hope, but failures all you've known.&lt;br /&gt;Remember all the sadness and frustration&lt;br /&gt;And let it go.&lt;br /&gt;Let it go.&lt;div style="overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-1708594977922483872?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/1708594977922483872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=1708594977922483872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1708594977922483872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1708594977922483872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/10/iridescent.html' title='Iridescent'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-8736787500993147965</id><published>2010-10-13T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T20:33:09.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liverpool Rant</title><content type='html'>Haven't written a post complaining about Liverpool in a long while now and since I have hols at the moment I might as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, Liverpool seriously suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about other Liverpool fans, but when I compare the team of 2005 that won the Champions League with this current team (not even comparing the class of 08-09 that got 2nd place after a scintillating season), I think that team totally outpwns this one. Let's see the comparison player by player:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goalkeeper: Jerzy Dudek (2004-05) vs Pepe Reina (2010-11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay in the first category, Dudek loses outright, just because Reina is a far more consistent keeper than he is. Although Dudek managed to pull off the spectacular every now and then, such as the double save and penalty save against Shevchenko in 2005, Reina is far more composed and a far greater commander of his area, also a far better distributor of the ball than Dudek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right back: Steve Finnan (2004-05) vs Glen Johnson (2010-11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glen Johnson still hasn't won me over yet. I don't think he's as good a defender as Steve Finnan was at Liverpool. His attacking prowess down the right flank is better, but Finnan was no slouch in that department either. Finnan wins because he is a far better defender than Johnson is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Centre backs: Jamie Carragher &amp;amp; Sami Hyypia (2004-05) vs Jamie Carragher &amp;amp; Martin Skrtel (2010-11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still cannot fathom how Skrtel can get into the team ahead of Daniel Agger. Agger is a far more composed and classy player than Skrtel is, who mostly fouls people and boots the ball away when it gets near him. Distribution-wise is far inferior to that of Agger or Hyypia. Hyypia in the defence always brought a sense of calm. You had confidence in that guy. In Skrtel, you don't. And who can forget Hyypia's long crossfield balls to the flanks from the centre of the defence? He could change defence to attack with just one lob upfield. Carragher used to instill the same kind of confidence, but now just keeps yelling at his old team-mates. He's too slow now for his all-action kind of play and needs to read the game better. Hyypia was just too world class at that, and it was a HUGE mistake of Benitez to let him go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left back: John Arne Riise (2004-05) vs Paul Konchesky (2010-11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to say. Riise was a fine performer when he first came but in his later years at Liverpool he totally lost it and looked a shadow of the player he once was. The jury is still out on Paul Konchesky, he's looked solid in the few games he's played but doesn't offer much in attacking options... Definitely better than Insua though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right midfield: Luis Garcia (2004-05) vs Dirk Kuyt (2010-11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what I wouldn't give to have Garcia back. He was the one player in the side who could provide that extra spark, that little bit of magic that can make a difference in matches. Granted, he could be excellent in one match and hopeless in the next but he's that player who can turn matches around with a piece of brilliance and that's what Liverpool have been missing since he left. Dirk Kuyt is a fantastic and consistent performer who never runs out of energy, but he lacks that creative spark that Garcia has. Given a choice between the two, I'd choose Garcia for his goalscoring record and creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Centre midfield: Steven Gerrard &amp;amp; Xabi Alonso (2004-05) vs Steven Gerrard &amp;amp; Raul Meireles/Christian Poulsen/Lucas (2010-2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Xabi Alonso. Hugest mistake was to sell him. Alonso would provide the service for all the attackers, he'd stabilize the midfield with his passing, which was always so accurate, and his passing range was exceptional as well. Raul Meireles hasn't looked as good as Alonso did, but that's largely cos Hodgson keeps playing him on the right side instead of in the centre O_O Don't get me started on Poulsen or Lucas. My goodness, I don't think they're even Championship standard material. As for Gerrard, the difference between him then and now I think is largely confidence. He doesn't have the confidence in his teammates as he used to have last time each game he plays now is carrying Liverpool, and that's just too much to ask of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left midfield: Harry Kewell (2004-05) vs Milan Jovanovic (2010-2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I would be biased here cos I base my game largely on how Kewell used to play when he was at Leeds United. I'd never forget my joy when he signed for Liverpool, even though he didn't replicate the form that he had at Leeds. But I'd choose Kewell over Jovanovic any day. Like Garcia, he could produce a piece of magic from nowhere and win Liverpool a match. Jovanovic just runs around and around and then loses the ball. He's like a left-footed Kuyt with poorer control. Absolutely horrible buy for Liverpool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strikers: Djibril Cisse &amp;amp; Milan Baros (2004-05) vs Fernando Torres &amp;amp; Joe Cole (2010-2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say Baros enjoyed arguably his best footballing years at Liverpool. He was always a constant threat with his pace and even though his finishing and chance-taking leave much to be desired, he had so many chances a match that you'd bet on him to score at least one. Cisse was a flop at Liverpool given his track record at Auxerre and it was disappointing to see one of the supposed future stars of the France squad fall so badly. Nothing needs to be said about Torres. His track record says it all... Arguably the best striker to play for Liverpool. Cole has failed to impress this season so far. He's not exactly a striker but he's supposed to play in the hole behind Torres, though why Hodgson keeps playing him on the left bewilders me. But even so, Cole used to play on the left for Chelsea all the time and did great, but now he can't seem to do much. It's very disappointing, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from Alonso, there was still Dietmar Hamann, who I maintain is still the best defensive midfielder I've ever had the privilege to watch (yes, Mascherano included). And even if Liverpool played a 4-5-1 with Hamann and Alonso with Gerrard in front of them, it'd still be better than the current midfield of Gerrard and Meireles/Poulsen/Lucas and Cole in front of them. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also don't get why all the Liverpool players keep giving interviews saying that "Fernando will come good" or "Torres needs time to get fit" or "Torres will start firing again" and all that bull. TORRES IS OKAY. WHAT HE NEEDS IS NOT TO GET FIT, HE NEEDS FREAKING BETTER PLAYERS AROUND HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The WHOLE team sucks! Not Torres! It's not his fault! The whole team is doing NOTHING, and they're all saying Torres needs to score more goals. WHAT a whole load of bullcrap! I bet all this talk will drive Torres off at the end of the season, or better still, January. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a screwed up Liverpool team. They seriously need to revamp the whole squad. Starting with the manager. I hope the new owners see that, and get someone with a real proven track record into the managerial helm, one who doesn't need MONEY or new players to get his own bloody players playing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn hopeless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-8736787500993147965?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/8736787500993147965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=8736787500993147965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/8736787500993147965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/8736787500993147965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/10/liverpool-rant.html' title='Liverpool Rant'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-562030553031264048</id><published>2010-10-02T18:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T19:35:58.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Casino Royale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nfc9GLxlhEw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nfc9GLxlhEw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most epic opening to a bond movie ever. (Then again, I've only watched the Daniel Craig ones heheh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love his voice! What I wouldn't give to be able to sing like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-562030553031264048?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/562030553031264048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=562030553031264048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/562030553031264048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/562030553031264048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/10/casino-royale.html' title='Casino Royale'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-6835153659742714018</id><published>2010-10-01T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T11:25:01.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you're going through hell, keep going or you'll be stuck there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-6835153659742714018?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6835153659742714018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=6835153659742714018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6835153659742714018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6835153659742714018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/10/if-youre-going-through-hell-keep-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-4114191240162483042</id><published>2010-09-23T13:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T13:11:59.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v9MTGNaEXGM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v9MTGNaEXGM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dancing bearded guy FTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-4114191240162483042?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/4114191240162483042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=4114191240162483042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4114191240162483042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4114191240162483042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/09/dancing-bearded-guy-ftw.html' title=''/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-898918805233950619</id><published>2010-09-22T18:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T18:58:42.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sitting here now in the YIH study room, struggling not to fall asleep while studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is so depressing. Everyday I wake up not wanting to get out of bed, getting to hospital, feeling completely outclassed by everyone in tutorials, and if I'm unlucky enough to be selected for OSCE, get completely ridiculed by the tutor and laughed at by my classmates for being so damn stupid. When it comes to explaining something, even when I explain it right, people don't believe me until someone supports me. I keep feeling discounted, like my opinion doesn't matter, like people are already assuming that I'm wrong even before I open my mouth to explain myself. When it comes to presenting cases, even when the tutor comments that I did well, people will dispute what I said (despite the tutor already agreeing with me) and "educate" me on how I should have done this or that better. When I finally get through the day experiencing one or all of this or living through the fear of experiencing them, I drive home, then to school because I can't study at home, and then struggle to stay focused and awake while studying and asking myself what all this is for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even now in the study room, I just took a table that was unoccupied,  then this girl sitting adjacent to me (who was occupying her whole table  too, by the way), comes back to her table, after God knows how long she left it, with a guy and they both look at me like I'm taking  up his space, even though it was empty to begin with. Why do I feel apologetic even though I KNOW I'm not  in the wrong here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this. Why is it that everywhere I go, I feel like I'm being judged? Why do I feel that every single thing I do, someone is watching me, waiting for me to slip up? Why is it that I'm unable to say the right things, or I fear saying the wrong things when I'm talking to people? Why am I so damn stupid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've got some sort of social anxiety disorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is, I've got no one to talk to. All of you reading this (and I don't think there'll be anyone) will probably think this is a cry for help, but I'm only writing this here because I have no one to let this out to. The last guy who asked me how I was asked me that about a week ago all the way from the USA. So you can see how devoid of listening ears I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess if people don't give a shit about me, I shouldn't really give a shit about them. I suppose they have many other more worthwhile friends in their lives, people who are more worth their time and energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish life could be simpler. Sometimes I wish I had not chosen such a steep path where I'm so obviously punching above my weight class. Sometimes I wish I could just not give a damn that no one gives a shit about me. Sometimes I just with it could just all end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so damn tired of this. So tired of everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-898918805233950619?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/898918805233950619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=898918805233950619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/898918805233950619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/898918805233950619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/09/sitting-here-now-in-yih-study-room.html' title=''/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-6620949079252050080</id><published>2010-09-13T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T20:58:46.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Times They Are A-Changin' by Bob Dylan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ICZJhQ2G0wc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ICZJhQ2G0wc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Come gather 'round people wherever you roam&lt;br /&gt;And admit that the waters around you have grown&lt;br /&gt;And accept it that soon you'll be drenched to the bone.&lt;br /&gt;If your time to you is worth savin'&lt;br /&gt;Then you better start swimmin' or you'll sink like a stone&lt;br /&gt;For the times they are a-changin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come writers and critics who prophesize with your pen&lt;br /&gt;And keep your eyes wide the chance won't come again&lt;br /&gt;And don't speak too soon for the wheel's still in spin&lt;br /&gt;And there's no tellin' who that it's namin'.&lt;br /&gt;For the loser now will be later to win&lt;br /&gt;For the times they are a-changin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come senators, congressmen please heed the call&lt;br /&gt;Don't stand in the doorway don't block up the hall&lt;br /&gt;For he that gets hurt will be he who has stalled&lt;br /&gt;There's a battle outside ragin'.&lt;br /&gt;It'll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls&lt;br /&gt;For the times they are a-changin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come mothers and fathers throughout the land&lt;br /&gt;And don't criticize what you can't understand&lt;br /&gt;Your sons and your daughters are beyond your command&lt;br /&gt;Your old road is rapidly agin'.&lt;br /&gt;Please get out of the new one if you can't lend your hand&lt;br /&gt;For the times they are a-changin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The line it is drawn the curse it is cast&lt;br /&gt;The slow one now will later be fast&lt;br /&gt;As the present now will later be past&lt;br /&gt;The order is rapidly fadin'.&lt;br /&gt;And the first one now will later be last&lt;br /&gt;For the times they are a-changin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-6620949079252050080?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6620949079252050080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=6620949079252050080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6620949079252050080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6620949079252050080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/09/times-they-are-changin-by-bob-dylan.html' title=''/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-2929495305126229616</id><published>2010-09-13T18:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T18:46:35.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How pathetic you must sound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-2929495305126229616?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/2929495305126229616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=2929495305126229616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/2929495305126229616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/2929495305126229616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/09/how-pathetic-you-must-sound.html' title=''/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-972578497593007832</id><published>2010-09-13T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T00:58:25.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dammit.</title><content type='html'>What a bloody awful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up late when I originally wanted to get up early to do work, I failed miserably in trying to do work today because for some reason my mind kept wandering and I was just so damn sleepy the whole time, I get ignored by people who are important to me, my afternoon plans all go awry when we get unexpected visitors, I couldn't get any time on the xbox cos my dad was using the television the whole night, and to top it all off, Liverpool totally sucked against Birmingham and were bloody lucky to get a draw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this isn't a sign of things to come for the week ahead. I mean... What the hell man. Why the hell do I even bother? Shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-972578497593007832?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/972578497593007832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=972578497593007832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/972578497593007832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/972578497593007832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/09/dammit.html' title='Dammit.'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-7557662373841599062</id><published>2010-09-11T20:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T20:27:07.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Surprised That You're Surprised.</title><content type='html'>Haha. I think it's time for you to learn that in this kind of community we live in, in this kind of dog-eat-dog competition, where people keep secrets from each other to reduce their potential rivals and find ways and means to oust their competition, you shouldn't be surprised that promises and verbal/written contracts like sign up sheets are easily broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost all faith in this community a long time ago. I suggest you should do the same. Disappointment can't exist when there are no raised hopes in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no such thing as professionalism in this community. There's only a "ME! ME! ME!" attitude and a "everyone else can go to hell so long as I get what I want" mentality here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoopee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-7557662373841599062?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/7557662373841599062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=7557662373841599062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/7557662373841599062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/7557662373841599062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-surprised-that-youre-surprised.html' title='I&apos;m Surprised That You&apos;re Surprised.'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-6924839626296361412</id><published>2010-09-08T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T22:07:13.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning Sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Warning Sign" by Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h8oTT9r9978?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h8oTT9r9978?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A warning sign,&lt;br /&gt;I missed the good part then I realized,&lt;br /&gt;I started looking and the bubble burst.&lt;br /&gt;I started looking for excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on in,&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta tell you what a state I'm in,&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta tell you in my loudest tones,&lt;br /&gt;That I started looking for a warning sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the truth is,&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah the truth is,&lt;br /&gt;That I miss you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A warning sign,&lt;br /&gt;You came back to haunt me and I realized&lt;br /&gt;you were an island and I passed you by,&lt;br /&gt;You were an island to discover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on in,&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta tell you what state I'm in,&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta tell you in my loudest tones,&lt;br /&gt;That I started looking for a warning sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the truth is,&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah the truth is,&lt;br /&gt;That I miss you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm tired,&lt;br /&gt;I should not have let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I crawl back into your open arms.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I crawl back into your open arms.&lt;br /&gt;And I crawl back into your open arms.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I crawl back into your open arms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-6924839626296361412?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6924839626296361412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=6924839626296361412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6924839626296361412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6924839626296361412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/09/warning-sign.html' title='Warning Sign'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-4220073343094728486</id><published>2010-09-02T17:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T17:55:39.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mass Effect 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LPm74j6ZyKw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LPm74j6ZyKw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG can't wait for 7th September now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-4220073343094728486?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/4220073343094728486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=4220073343094728486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4220073343094728486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4220073343094728486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/09/mass-effect-2.html' title='Mass Effect 2!'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-2226990687166724953</id><published>2010-08-19T19:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T19:57:09.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>Ahhh... Videogame nostalgia. Listening to this makes me want to try to complete the game again after many failed attempts in my primary school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention it makes great bass voice practice as well bwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9QyQ9PsOj6A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9QyQ9PsOj6A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-2226990687166724953?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/2226990687166724953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=2226990687166724953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/2226990687166724953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/2226990687166724953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/08/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-6849083575509140</id><published>2010-08-17T21:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T21:29:02.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down</title><content type='html'>Some people don't realize how lucky they are. If only I had that kind of attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if I were to die tomorrow, nobody would give a shit or even realize it happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-6849083575509140?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6849083575509140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=6849083575509140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6849083575509140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6849083575509140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/08/down.html' title='Down'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-8756820443368740631</id><published>2010-08-16T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T23:48:55.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Egotist</title><content type='html'>I think I have this pathological desire to prove myself to anybody and to get their approval or adulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is knowing that it's a bad thing but I can't help feeling it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-8756820443368740631?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/8756820443368740631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=8756820443368740631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/8756820443368740631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/8756820443368740631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/08/egotist.html' title='Egotist'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-6775810500279605237</id><published>2010-08-15T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T21:02:02.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survival</title><content type='html'>I think it's time for me to stop trying to fight in the big leagues any further and be content with what I have and can do or am willing to do at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not, then all my life will just be a struggle. And I ask you, will it be worth it? If other people want to fight tooth and nail to get to where they want to as fast as possible then by all means. If they love doing so, then I congratulate them. If they're flogging themselves to death just to get that headstart over others who don't, then I pity them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the limits of my own abilities; I won't try to kill myself just to accelerate my future job opportunities. I'm destined to be a mediocre-man, anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-6775810500279605237?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6775810500279605237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=6775810500279605237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6775810500279605237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6775810500279605237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/08/survival.html' title='Survival'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-4664035806204412674</id><published>2010-08-10T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T15:33:07.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Dead Redemption: Timelapse</title><content type='html'>Whoever said videogames can't be art?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch in HD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pROWml_4sYQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pROWml_4sYQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-4664035806204412674?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/4664035806204412674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=4664035806204412674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4664035806204412674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4664035806204412674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/08/red-dead-redemption-timelapse.html' title='Red Dead Redemption: Timelapse'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-6374337211382022063</id><published>2010-08-09T13:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T13:35:58.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://awesomescope.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/Lord-of-the-Rings_Mordor.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 211px;" src="http://awesomescope.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/Lord-of-the-Rings_Mordor.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-6374337211382022063?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6374337211382022063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=6374337211382022063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6374337211382022063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6374337211382022063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/08/lol.html' title='Lol'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-1226206824837880553</id><published>2010-08-06T01:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T02:12:28.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Impressions</title><content type='html'>I always thought that my first impression of someone was usually rather accurate. But there were 2 examples today that got me thinking that maybe I should not judge a person's character just after the first meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought he was a nice guy and good to work with way back in my first posting a year ago and even if we didn't talk much we could still be amicable towards each other. But it turns out that more and more recently that he's got the "I'll only be nice to you if you are nice to me back" and the"I'll only be nice to you if I need something from you" complex... Seems like it only applies to guys. Not that I'm hurt or anything, but to fall in my eyes from an acquaintance to a jerk in the space of 1 year... Took me pretty long to realize his true colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought he was a guy who didn't like me or couldn't find a common ground on which to talk stuff with me and when mixed in a group of friends closer to him (which is practically the whole big cg), he won't really try to include me in the conversation. But it turns out that he's very easy to approach and a nice guy to talk to, and good to work with as well, during our clinical work recently. In the space of a few months, I've turned from avoiding conversation with him to approaching him about work or just to talk casually. Good to make a new friend.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. The arrogant SOB actually put Alto/Bass on the members list. What the shit. Just cos he managed to get an alto slot in Equivox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm still pretty sore that I didn't get the bass part in Equivox. I still can't believe that they'd audition for basses just to reject all the basses in the end and take a guy who can't EVEN sing bass properly (what kind of bass can't even hit a low F) to sing alto, and push their baritone down to bass. Yes, I am holding a damn grudge and I hope your group crashes and burns, especially when you use the "doctors have no time to sing" card against me when one of your freaking members is a doctor. Just say I don't cut it and be done with it instead of lying through your teeth and making me wait for a reply for one month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't help that that arrogant SOB is really an arrogant SOB during practices. At least if he was a nice guy I'd be okay about it. But that arrogant SOB is living my dream and I can't take that lying down without doing something about it. Audio 5.1 better show Equivox what a bunch of deluded old fogeys they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-1226206824837880553?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/1226206824837880553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=1226206824837880553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1226206824837880553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1226206824837880553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-impressions.html' title='First Impressions'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-1845659346338613045</id><published>2010-08-01T13:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T13:45:58.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sword of the Stranger</title><content type='html'>Damn epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sword of the Stranger - Final Fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/195rdilxCmY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/195rdilxCmY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sword of the Stranger - Theme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kiAMzG9WpgU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kiAMzG9WpgU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a copy of the movie, if anyone wants it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-1845659346338613045?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/1845659346338613045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=1845659346338613045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1845659346338613045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1845659346338613045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/08/sword-of-stranger.html' title='Sword of the Stranger'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-4765948586717421365</id><published>2010-07-28T01:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T01:10:41.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-4765948586717421365?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/4765948586717421365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=4765948586717421365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4765948586717421365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4765948586717421365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/07/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-3088227931908095210</id><published>2010-07-24T11:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T12:00:01.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bELIeve</title><content type='html'>Just watched The Book Of Eli after having it sit in my hard drive for almost a month... The reason why I think the movie didn't gain overall fabulous reviews was cos I think there are deeper layers to this movie to think about. So those who were hoping for some action and fight scenes will be disappointed. Now I'm not a religious person but I do think there are several references to the Bible and other implications that I'm not getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, this is so Fallout 3 that it's magnificent for whoever's played the game. This song's my favourite. Epitomizes the atmosphere and character of the post-apocalyptic world perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F1xI0LZ6YhA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F1xI0LZ6YhA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-3088227931908095210?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/3088227931908095210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=3088227931908095210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/3088227931908095210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/3088227931908095210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/07/believe.html' title='bELIeve'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-2886935690229702070</id><published>2010-07-23T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T01:36:25.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Detached</title><content type='html'>I love this song. It makes me feel so detached from the rest of the world... Which rightly sums up my life at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm complaining. It gets lonely and it hurts from time to time, but I'd rather be lonely than deal with people, or try to gain the approval of people who don't give a shit about you. Now the next step is to stop thinking about or caring about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7IkvAb6THQY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7IkvAb6THQY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-2886935690229702070?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/2886935690229702070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=2886935690229702070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/2886935690229702070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/2886935690229702070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/07/detached.html' title='Detached'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-6897322201834321704</id><published>2010-07-19T01:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T02:04:50.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost!</title><content type='html'>I sincerely hope bad luck comes in threes because I've lost 3 items in the space of 1 week and I really don't want to misplace or lose anymore because that will drive me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were even lost in order of importance. First my Liverpool water bottle that my sister got me for my 21st birthday, when I clearly remember putting it in my bag after football last week, but now it's nowhere to be found. Second, my house key, which I deduced I either dropped it at football yesterday while trying to buy a drink, or dropped it in the car the night before, or threw it away in a Mcdonald's paper bag. Third, my handphone, which I either dropped in the Cathay cinema 5 after Inception tonight, in Cathay cineplex itself or on the way back to Plaza Singapura. In any case, the phone was off when we tried calling it within 15 minutes later. Needless to say I've suspended the line and I'm going to track and permanently disable the phone using the IMEI thing, hopefully it works. I cannot believe my luck. I ALWAYS check my pockets after a movie to see if I still have my phone with me, and on the first time I don't check, the phone is not there in my pocket. The irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm losing so many things. Last month was the brooch I used for my previous performance in January at AKA 6. Sigh. I must really have the worst luck, or I'm getting early-onset Alzheimer's. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life really sucks. I hope the ass-hole who picked up my phone, if he has intentions of selling it or using it, dies a horrible death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay maybe death is not appropriate, he must SUFFER first. I hope if he does trade it in for $100 (yes dammit I missed out on $100 on a trade-in bloody hell), he uses that $100 to get into IR to gamble and he gambles his life savings away, then he spends the next 20 years in misery and poverty and social rejection before wasting away and dying in a dank alley. And at that last moment when he takes in his dying breath I hope he regrets ever finding the phone and not returning it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's vengeance for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-6897322201834321704?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6897322201834321704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=6897322201834321704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6897322201834321704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6897322201834321704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/07/lost.html' title='Lost!'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-3924866094516250647</id><published>2010-07-14T19:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T20:21:45.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screw It.</title><content type='html'>Should you do something that screams against your very nature, something that every fiber of your being refuses to partake in, just because it'd be a nice thing to do for someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A part of me would say yes, and a part of me says no... But I really don't want to waste my free time doing something when I can think of 50 other things I'd rather be wasting my time doing... Especially when my free time gets more precious to me as each day passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the same topic, I knew that she would go back on her word, that even after I had made the verbal contract with her, something would crop up on her side and then I'd be landed with the responsibility once again. How can she be so irresponsible? We'd already agreed to it and she just goes back on her word. Helloooooo! It's not my responsibility to ensure that you are free on Saturday when you had already committed to it! Excuse me if I show that I'm really not happy with you around the house. Didn't help that whatever I tried to arrange on Saturday night all failed, like God was conspiring against me so I wouldn't have a reason not to carry out the task on Saturday night as I'd be free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how life always works against you. I expect Mascherano to leave Liverpool next followed closely by Torres, for pittance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-3924866094516250647?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/3924866094516250647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=3924866094516250647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/3924866094516250647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/3924866094516250647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/07/screw-it.html' title='Screw It.'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-2936746768851207981</id><published>2010-07-06T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T20:01:31.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Far Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Far Away" by Jose Gonzalez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7IkvAb6THQY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7IkvAb6THQY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Step in front of a runaway train, just to feel alive again.&lt;br /&gt;Pushing forward through the night, aching just to blow aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so far, so far away.&lt;br /&gt;It's so far, so far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold wind blows into the skin.&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe the state you're in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so far, so far away.&lt;br /&gt;It's so far, so far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you trying to﻿ impress, steadily creating a mess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step in front of a runaway train, just to feel alive again.&lt;br /&gt;Pushing forward through the night, aching just blow aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aching just to blow aside, aching just to blow aside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step in front of a runaway train, just to feel alive again.&lt;br /&gt;Pushing forward through the night, aching just blow aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aching just to blow aside, aching just to blow aside...         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--ringtones and media links --&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-2936746768851207981?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/2936746768851207981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=2936746768851207981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/2936746768851207981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/2936746768851207981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/07/far-away.html' title='Far Away'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-9194778462858597985</id><published>2010-07-04T01:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T01:10:39.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>That's it, go ahead and judge me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-9194778462858597985?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/9194778462858597985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=9194778462858597985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/9194778462858597985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/9194778462858597985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/07/thats-it-go-ahead-and-judge-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-3420131929197173180</id><published>2010-05-27T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T02:27:48.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Like Kicking A Guy When He's Down</title><content type='html'>Oh Lord, way to compound my misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just heard that the semi-pro a cappella group that I auditioned for not only deemed me poor enough to not accept me into their group as a bass but who also didn't have the decency to email me the rejection, just accepted one of my juniors from Resonance into their group. He's a bass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he's singing alto for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?! From what I've heard it seems like they haven't accepted any basses or baritones either. He's like the only guy who made it through the auditions... Auditioning for bass but singing alto. I have to get to the bottom of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing against the guy, it's just that perhaps in my own egotistical viewpoint I thought I would've been a better candidate to join the group, not only as a bass but musically-wise, but I guess they didn't think so. Yeah, I'm probably so damn much suckier than I think I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What f***ing dreams of performing your own group act on stage, that's what they are, just f***ing dreams. As proven time and time again, with After 6 not even asking me to audition first and now Equivox giving me the cold shoulder, I'm just a f***ing loser who thinks he's good at singing. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to kick a guy when he's down, way to go. Is there NOTHING that I can be good at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this life. The way this is going, I'm probably going to fail ortho on Saturday. Heck, maybe I already have after the MCQs and OSCAs. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts, man... It really f***ing hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-3420131929197173180?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/3420131929197173180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=3420131929197173180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/3420131929197173180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/3420131929197173180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/05/nothing-like-kicking-guy-when-hes-down.html' title='Nothing Like Kicking A Guy When He&apos;s Down'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-4752721949875242706</id><published>2010-05-26T15:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T16:10:22.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angst</title><content type='html'>After the release of the NNI results, I only have one thing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;F***.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;F*** &lt;/span&gt; this bullshit. Now I only have 1 f***ing confirmed elective. ONE F***ING confirmed elective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;F***! &lt;/span&gt; I'm getting a very strong feeling that it's not unstructured or structured what ballotting bullshit it wasn't down to luck it was some technical error that disqualified the 3 of us that's just f***ing screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet less than half these people want to do neuro as a possible specialty in the future too! They just want it to bloody get As for their MBBS. F***.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone in heaven truly f***ing hates me. He loves to watch me writhe in misery after long periods of hope and expectation. How f***ed up is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever man. Nothing in life goes right. F*** it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crying. This is so f***ing unfair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-4752721949875242706?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/4752721949875242706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=4752721949875242706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4752721949875242706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4752721949875242706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/05/angst.html' title='Angst'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-3862464554758126388</id><published>2010-05-25T12:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T12:33:10.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Underdog</title><content type='html'>Damn awesome song. You might recognize this song on the sony TV adverts featuring Kaka juggling a ball with images of him in a zoetrope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underdog by Kasabian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_2Pl89r_1vw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_2Pl89r_1vw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Kill me if you dare, hold my head up everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Keep myself right on  this train&lt;br /&gt;I'm the underdog, live my life on a lullaby&lt;br /&gt;Keep myself  riding on this train&lt;br /&gt;Keep myself riding on this train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love in  Technicolor sprayed out on walls&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been pounding at the  pavement till there's nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;I got my cloak and dagger in a  bar room brawl&lt;br /&gt;See the local loves a fighter, loves a winner to fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels  like I'm lost in a moment&lt;br /&gt;I'm always losing to win&lt;br /&gt;Can't get away  from the moment&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's time to begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill me if you  dare, hold my head up everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Keep myself right on this train&lt;br /&gt;I'm  the underdog, live my life on a lullaby&lt;br /&gt;Keep myself riding on this  train&lt;br /&gt;Keep myself riding on this train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It don't matter, I  won't do what you say&lt;br /&gt;You've got the money and the power, I won't go  your way&lt;br /&gt;I can't take from the people, they don't matter at all&lt;br /&gt;I'll  be waiting in the shadows till the day that you fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like  I'm lost in a moment&lt;br /&gt;I'm always losing to win&lt;br /&gt;Can't get away from  the moment&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's time to begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill me if you dare,  hold my head up everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Keep myself right on this train&lt;br /&gt;I'm the  underdog, live my life on a lullaby&lt;br /&gt;Keep myself riding on this train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell  me if you're down, throw your weapons to the ground&lt;br /&gt;Keep myself  right on this train&lt;br /&gt;Hey bird you're on the wire, sold yourself for  another one&lt;br /&gt;Keep myself riding on this train&lt;br /&gt;Keep myself riding on  this train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-81065643159984193</id><published>2010-04-04T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T12:53:37.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Genius</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Ocean" by John Butler Trio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6VAkOhXIsI0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6VAkOhXIsI0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-81065643159984193?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/81065643159984193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=81065643159984193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/81065643159984193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/81065643159984193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/04/pure-genius.html' title='Pure Genius'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-5610456712847660620</id><published>2010-03-22T19:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T19:36:52.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF</title><content type='html'>What is it with some of our batchmates and their endless innate pathologic desire to want to outdo others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two excellent examples today, demonstrated in one post-lecture discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of us today was questioning how RAPD works and the logic behind it. As I wanted to understand the process myself and clarify a few things, I entered the discussion that was already taking place between him and two others. I am very, VERY sure that whatever I said made sense, and that my description of the RAPD test was accurate. But he had to refute whatever I said, without making a basis on why he's refuting it. Only when the rest of the group came to the same bloody consensus, which was what I ORIGINALLY suggested, did he accept that it was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there something about me that screams STUPID? Do I have this aura around me that people will believe the exact OPPOSITE of whatever I say just because I say it's true, even when all evidence points to me being right? I mean, I had the correct idea man, I joined in the discussion to try to help, and you bloody treat me like I'm a stupid f***er. It's not the first time this has happened with this guy. It pisses me off to the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second example occurred during our heated discussion on how RAPD works. Two of our group were discussing it on their own right next to us. When it got to a point where we just confused ourselves further (because he didn't want to listen to me), one of them happily said "Oh they're confused, never mind we not confused can already" and they BLOODY got up to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, what's WRONG with you? People are freaking struggling to understand something here, and YOU can work it out, and instead of helping us understand, you get up to leave? What the F*** is WRONG with you? It's just bloody damn selfish! I requested rather forcefully that they explain it to us, which kinda scared one of them but come on man. If you two can work it out, don't be so damn selfish and leave 5 of us in the lurch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case they didn't understand what we were trying to work out anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe some people. This is the typical Singaporean dragon-batch attitude of only looking out for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just damn disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-5610456712847660620?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/5610456712847660620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=5610456712847660620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/5610456712847660620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/5610456712847660620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/03/wtf.html' title='WTF'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-1469740335264322254</id><published>2010-02-28T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T16:09:25.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRUSTRATION</title><content type='html'>AAARRRGGGHHH I'm damn sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After painstakingly playing through Mass Effect for a 2nd time, making sure I made all the choices I wanted so that the story would carry over like I had planned for Mass Effect 2, spending about a week finishing the damn game with all its super-many side missions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FAILED TO GET LEVEL 60 WITH MY CHARACTER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's BLOODY stuck at level 59! AAARRRGGGHHH!!! I thought what Raghu said was right, that the level doesn't matter if you're carrying the character over from Mass Effect to Mass Effect 2, but IT DOES!!! You start at Level 5 instead of 1, and have extra resources and credits if your character is level 60! AAARRRGGGHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEVEL 59 ONLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMMIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I'll have to play through Mass Effect again. Oh well. At least it gives me the opportunity to get the "Krogan Ally" and completing the game on Insane difficulty achievements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could start on Mass Effect 2 today :( Damn this OCD tendency for being a completionist in all my games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-1469740335264322254?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/1469740335264322254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=1469740335264322254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1469740335264322254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1469740335264322254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/02/frustration.html' title='FRUSTRATION'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-1240652012030811573</id><published>2010-02-22T01:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T01:57:32.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Occupational Medicine Tutors:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RELATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-1240652012030811573?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/1240652012030811573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=1240652012030811573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1240652012030811573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1240652012030811573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-my-occupational-medicine-tutors.html' title='To My Occupational Medicine Tutors:'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-4602096102071341987</id><published>2010-02-16T19:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T19:34:55.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is like the cutest thing ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/S3qCjUVrMiI/AAAAAAAAAeM/VFaJh6eOvRk/s1600-h/virtua_hamster--article_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/S3qCjUVrMiI/AAAAAAAAAeM/VFaJh6eOvRk/s400/virtua_hamster--article_image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438803043269947938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-4602096102071341987?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/4602096102071341987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=4602096102071341987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4602096102071341987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4602096102071341987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-is-like-cutest-thing-ever-youll.html' title=''/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/S3qCjUVrMiI/AAAAAAAAAeM/VFaJh6eOvRk/s72-c/virtua_hamster--article_image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-7225223960708728291</id><published>2010-02-16T17:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T17:29:58.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mask</title><content type='html'>Bwahaha watching this movie really made my day yesterday. Reminder of why Jim Carrey is such a class act... Singing, acting, dancing all rolled into one excellent package :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Cuban Pete" by Jim Carrey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-dyO9SWiY7k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-dyO9SWiY7k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-7225223960708728291?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/7225223960708728291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=7225223960708728291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/7225223960708728291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/7225223960708728291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/02/bwahaha-watching-this-movie-really-made.html' title='The Mask'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-5280177090518725934</id><published>2010-02-14T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T23:38:01.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T-Shirt War</title><content type='html'>My goodness. This is damn creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DKWdSCt4jGE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DKWdSCt4jGE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-5280177090518725934?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/5280177090518725934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=5280177090518725934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/5280177090518725934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/5280177090518725934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/02/t-shirt-war.html' title='T-Shirt War'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-1669838900854018577</id><published>2010-02-13T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T16:06:19.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>Arghhhh suffering from football withdrawal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid exams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-1669838900854018577?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/1669838900854018577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=1669838900854018577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1669838900854018577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1669838900854018577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-3895646218476835898</id><published>2010-02-11T15:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T15:23:21.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold On</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Hold On" by Good Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4TLOFOaywtk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4TLOFOaywtk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world&lt;br /&gt;This world is cold&lt;br /&gt;But you don't&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to go&lt;br /&gt;You're feeling sad, you're feeling lonely, and no one seems to care&lt;br /&gt;Your mother's gone and your father hits you&lt;br /&gt;This pain you cannot bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we all bleed the same way as you do&lt;br /&gt;And we all have the same things to go through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on if you feel like letting go&lt;br /&gt;Hold on it gets better than you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your days&lt;br /&gt;You say they're way too long&lt;br /&gt;And your nights&lt;br /&gt;You can't sleep at all&lt;br /&gt;Hold on&lt;br /&gt;And you're not sure what you're waiting for, but you don't want to no more&lt;br /&gt;And you're not sure what you're looking for, but you don't want to no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we all bleed the same way as you do&lt;br /&gt;And we all have the same things to go through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on if you feel like letting go&lt;br /&gt;Hold on it gets better than you know&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop looking, you're one step closer&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop searching, it's not over&lt;br /&gt;Hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you looking for?&lt;br /&gt;What are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what you're doing to me?&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead... What are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on if you feel like letting go&lt;br /&gt;Hold on it gets better than you know&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop looking, you're one step closer&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop searching, it's not over&lt;br /&gt;Hold on if you feel like letting go&lt;br /&gt;Hold on it gets better than you know&lt;br /&gt;Hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-3895646218476835898?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/3895646218476835898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=3895646218476835898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/3895646218476835898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/3895646218476835898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/02/hold-on.html' title='Hold On'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-4262142210211264316</id><published>2010-02-11T06:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T06:50:53.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arsenal 1-0 Liverpool</title><content type='html'>Argh what a frustrating match to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news - that Aston Villa drew and Tottenham lost so Liverpool still held on to 4th place.&lt;br /&gt;The bad news - that we failed to capitalize on the dropped points by the aforementioned teams, and that Man City has equal points as us with 2 games in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not as if Liverpool played much worse than their opponents... Actually both teams played equally badly. It's just that Liverpool were forced to substitute arguably their best defender for a subpar right-back, and it was exactly that subpar right-back that cost us the goal and the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been a main feature of Liverpool's first half of the season. I'm not sure of the statistics, as Tomkins would love to refer to, but each time I watched I was appalled by Glen Johnson's inability to pick up men at the far post when crosses came in from Liverpool's left. He aerial ability and man marking are poor in that respect, and it was the same thing today from Degen that cost us the goal from Diaby. It was a great cross from Rosicky, but Degen should have (especially after the rest of the defence delayed the initial cross coming in from Bendtner) picked up Diaby at the far post... Instead, he let the Arsenal No. 2 run past him for a free header and a goal as a result. Very poor defending. I wonder if we would have conceded had Jamie Carragher remained on the pitch. It's no coincidence that Liverpool's defence has been much improved since Glen Johnson got injured and Carragher was shifted out to right back. It's no coincidence either that our defence shipped so many goals in the 1st half of the season after Arbeloa was sold to Real Madrid. Glen Johnson and Philipp Degen may have attacking quality in spades, but their defending leave a lot to be desired, and that's supposed to be their primary responsibility!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two other glaring mistakes that Degen made today were the awful return pass to Dirk Kuyt after Liverpool had won possession, allowing Arsenal to counter, which won them a corner, and the other one tapping the ball out of play while trying to do a step over after receiving a 50-yard diagonal ball out on the right wing from Gerrard. In a great position to cross and he fluffed it. No wonder they say Liverpool's bench is weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't get why Benitez keeps leaving Babel on the bench. He came on and played just 13.5 minutes, but in that 13.5 minutes, he became the player who took the most number of shots for Liverpool, and was the closest to scoring. Why Ngog starts before Babel is a mystery to me. I think Riera should have come on as well, Maxi was incredibly ineffective. Lucas played well I thought. He's really improving and maybe he's not as sucky as I make him out to be... He was excellent against Everton and was solid again today. Had a chance on goal and took a good shot given the angle, just couldn't keep it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness. We must beat Man City at the weekend. That game is worth 6 points to us now that we've failed to consolidate our 4th place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-4262142210211264316?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/4262142210211264316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=4262142210211264316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4262142210211264316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4262142210211264316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/02/arsenal-0-1-liverpool.html' title='Arsenal 1-0 Liverpool'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-926109576590444283</id><published>2010-02-08T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:27:27.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coincidence</title><content type='html'>WOW this was so coincidental that I just had to blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've recently started watching the Bourne movies again, and while watching The Bourne Supremacy on my laptop, I was also gamecasting the Chelsea vs Arsenal game on Soccernet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 56th minute, this was printed word for word on the Soccernet gamecast: The cameras have just picked out Matt Damon in the stands alongside his director in the Bourne series of films, Paul Greengrass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if that wasn't coincidence, I don't know what else is. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-926109576590444283?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/926109576590444283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=926109576590444283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/926109576590444283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/926109576590444283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/02/coincidence.html' title='Coincidence'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-3206733117218793566</id><published>2010-02-07T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T15:03:57.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn It.</title><content type='html'>It's very hard to argue your point when you're arguing it against people who have not experienced the feeling before, yet feel a need to impose their will upon you and give you answers that basically demean you and say "You're not dedicated enough" when they have not lived the experience before and understood it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also damn hard to argue a point when you have a judgmental person sitting at the table keeping silent and knowing that in her mind all negative thoughts will spring up to add to the already negative thoughts she has of you as a person. Yeah, I'm not as good as her, I'll admit that. I'm not as dedicated, smart, or hardworking. I'm not even f***ing happy with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I'm not good enough at the art. I thought I was of a certain standard, but so many "more dedicated" people have sprung up, raised the bar, and put me into submission. You know what the word "demoralized" means? Why bother competing just to prove a point? When you have lost your passion, you have lost your passion. 7+ years of experience will count for nothing here. People just want to see how big and how powerful your equipment is, and how much jargon you can spout out without understanding a bit of it. What starts out as fun and leisure is then turned into a competition of "I'm better than you" or "I'm richer than you so I have more powerful stuff than you, ergo I'm better than you". I'm sick of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't understand that. You won't even let me argue that. If I had wanted to become a professional in the art, I wouldn't be studying my ass off for this bloody medical degree, getting scolded or insulted by docs from time to time and being shunned and ostracized by people in my faculty for not being able to fit in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a genius or an overachiever that so many other people in medicine are. There are only so many things that I can do with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw it. No one will understand the situation I'm in now regarding this, and they'll all just assume I'm bitter and being negative about everything. No. Nobody understands me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think any of you reading this will care either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-3206733117218793566?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/3206733117218793566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=3206733117218793566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/3206733117218793566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/3206733117218793566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/02/damn-it.html' title='Damn It.'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-1279347633229538891</id><published>2010-02-07T02:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T02:46:47.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Video Games and Football</title><content type='html'>I was gonna write a long article on why video games can be a potential art form, but I was too lazy. I shall just let the music speak for the game :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, Marouane Fellaini is the biggest cheat on the planet (yes, it was a two-footed tackle by Krygiakos, but if you watch the replay closely you can see he stamped two-footed on Krygiakos' ankle on purpose before falling over... Not to mention before that he punted the ball into a prone Dirk Kuyt's face after the referee had blown the whistle for a free kick and when he wasn't paying attention), and Martin Atkinson is the blindest referee in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we still won with 10 men, so it goes to show that cheaters never prosper. Heheh. Come on you Reds! Prove me wrong and get a top 4 finish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Metal Gear Solid 2/3 Theme" by Eminence Orchestra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZfKA4b5SFq4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZfKA4b5SFq4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-1279347633229538891?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/1279347633229538891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=1279347633229538891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1279347633229538891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1279347633229538891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-was-gonna-write-long-article-on-why.html' title='Of Video Games and Football'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-4885746582993605193</id><published>2010-02-04T08:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T09:13:11.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epic.</title><content type='html'>MUSE @ BIG NIGHT OUT 3rd FEB 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ticket for Pen B cost me $121 and it was totally worth every cent. Muse are incredibly epic live. Freaking awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show opened at 1900 with Saosin, a band which I've not heard of before but they impressed with their first few pieces, although their songs pretty much sounded around the same to me so I kinda tired of it after a while. Full credit to them though for putting up an energetic performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a short rest, Rise Against then took the stage, with a great opener, before going on to play "Re-Education (Through Labor)". I totally did not know of this band until they started playing the intro to this song then I was like "isn't this a Guitar Hero World Tour song???" Damn, I'm a true geek and that proves it. It was a really pleasant surprise though, cos that song is both nice to listen to and to play on Guitar Hero =D haha and it doesn't hurt to hear something nice and familiar. I really enjoyed Rise Against's acoustic set as well, really good stuff. Before they ended with their last piece they roused the crowd by asking "ARE YOU READY FOR MUSE" which drove the crowd totally wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a rather long intermission for Muse to set up their stuff, during which the ushers came round with cups of water for everybody (talk about welfare, A+ guys), Singapore Indoor Stadium then went dark and everybody went crazy as Muse entered playing "We Are The Universe" as an intro before (predictably) breaking out in "Uprising" which naturally drove everybody nuts. They then carried on mixing their most famous hits with songs from their latest album: "Supermassive Black Hole" followed by "Map of the Problematique" then "Resistance" before going into "Interlude" and then knocking everyone dead with "Hysteria"! You should see Chris do the bass for this btw it's absolutely stunning. They then carried on with the brilliant "Stockholm Syndrome" and brought it down a notch with "Niche" then "United States of Eurasia" (which I was a bit disappointed about cos Matt didn't tail off the end of the piece with Chopin's Nocturne in E flat major, Op. 9 No. 2 cos I love that bit of the song).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest surprise (to me at least) of the night was the next piece: Sunburn! The LAST song I expected them to play (1st track off their first album and a damn good track too) but I thoroughly enjoyed it. Once Matt started the piano riff I went nuts. Damn awesome. They then did an instrumental, "Helsinki Jam", which I've not heard before but was awesome all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They then continued with their current album songs with "Undisclosed Desires", where they used lasers to light up Singapore Indoor Stadium, which I thought was a very nice touch. "MK Ultra" came next, before they wowed everyone with "Starlight".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They then proceeded to "Time Is Running Out", which I'm trying to transcribe for a cappella at the moment, before ending off their first set with "Unnatural Selection". They then thanked Singapore before disappearing. Naturally shouts of encore started emanating from all corners of the Stadium and after about 5 minutes, Muse dutifully obliged, coming on stage while performing the amazing "Exogenesis: Symphony, Part 1 (Overture)". "Plug In Baby" was next (and the only song from Origin of Symmetry to make the set-list... Incredibly sad that they didn't do "New Born" and "Hyper Music" but I guess you can't have everything can you =P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the most AWESOME moment of the night. KNIGHTS OF CYDONIA. Zomg this song is so awesome live my description won't do it justice. The first 6-7 notes when they come in, and everyone starts singing together and pumping their fists in the air, all going crazy and singing along with the guitar riff at the beginning, Matt Bellamy doing his incredibly high falsetto along with us, everyone jumping and fist-pumping as one, singing along with Matt, the lights strobing and flashing in unison with the song, Chris' awesome bass, Dom giving all he has on the drums, the part where everyone sings "No one's going to take me alive/Time has come to make things right/You and I must fight for our rights/You and I must fight to survive" and the last jamming portion, before ending off with a bang... It was just freaking god-like. I was in heaven for 7 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phwoar to see these guys live is inspiring. All 3 of them are geniuses at what they do... Matt with his brilliant vocals and guitar/piano, the fleet-fingered Chris with his scintillating bass and fabulous backup vocals, and Dom with his never-tiring percussion. Brilliant! I loved that given the limited time that they had (1.5 hours only) they played as much as possible, giving us like 18 songs within that time frame, talking very little to us, just jamming out and giving all of us what we came for. I'd love to see a full concert from Muse someday, a full 3-4 hours of Muse would be heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officially the 2nd most awesome night of my life (2nd only to Coldplay's Viva La Vida tour here in Singapore). What an epic night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-4885746582993605193?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/4885746582993605193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=4885746582993605193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4885746582993605193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4885746582993605193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/02/epic.html' title='Epic.'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-957148962338313427</id><published>2010-02-02T02:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T02:39:08.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bass for Hire</title><content type='html'>It's very disturbing to think that one day I may not be able to continue with singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing a cappella is probably the only thing I've ever been good at; although according to senior Resonance members' actions, this is probably a very arguable statement to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Aca Champs last year I've been hoping for an opportunity to join a group and make this a permanent fixture of my life. I had the chance with Blue Intentions asking me to audition but due to the possibility of joining another group (that has kind of bombed) and due to ET leaving Blue Intentions in the near future I declined the audition and now I'm regretting making that decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always questioned my ability as a bass. People come and tell me I'm good but I don't take their word for it. If I were that good, I wouldn't still be in Resonance without professional status. Groups like After 6 and EnD's Sunday leisure group have overlooked me, I think based on pure ability (or lack thereof). I wasn't even asked of my availability or interest in joining, which really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S and L told me recently that perhaps it is due to my future career (provided I pass my exams) that maybe I would not have the time to practice or perform and hence that guided their decisions somewhat, but I think that if someone is good enough to be considered to be in the group and the group really wants him/her, they would at least ask for the person's commitment level and interest. At least that's how I would work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have also asked me, so why don't you just form your own group then? I can't say I haven't thought of this at some point in my life or another, but I want the validation. I want the validation from people I view as experts in the field that I'm good enough to cut it at this stage, rather than forming my own group and forever questioning myself if I really am good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence the only reason I can fathom for this situation is that I'm not good enough to cut it at the professional stage. Heh. What a morale booster: the only thing you ever thought you were good at in your life is really not something that you're good at after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where does that leave you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-957148962338313427?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/957148962338313427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=957148962338313427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/957148962338313427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/957148962338313427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/02/bass-for-hire.html' title='Bass for Hire'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-1291360836647129316</id><published>2010-02-02T02:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T02:18:36.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like A Ghost</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder whether people ever take me seriously at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean what I say, you know. I'm not the kind to lie to your face just to make you feel better. If you're a close enough friend to me, I'll tell the truth straight to your face, although I may try make it sound nice (just ask SJ or JT). If you're not, I'd rather say nothing than lie. That's how I work. So if you don't believe in what I say to you, then that's your problem, because I definitely truly believe in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I shouldn't say anything to anyone anymore cos it feels as if whatever I say just passes the person by. Two conclusions: Either they don't like me or they think I'm spouting nonsense. Given my experiences I'm very inclined to go with the former.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't seem to make an impact in any way on anybody... I guess I should just save my breath and saliva, and become the ghost I'm being treated as.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very disillusioned with the people around me. I'm very disillusioned and disappointed with myself for being unable to cope and letting it get to me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do it, I really can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-1291360836647129316?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/1291360836647129316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=1291360836647129316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1291360836647129316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1291360836647129316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/02/sometimes-i-wonder-whether-people-ever.html' title='Like A Ghost'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-7325729430984968234</id><published>2010-01-25T11:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T11:12:41.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drop In Value</title><content type='html'>Wow seems like everyone is getting a DSLR and learning the ropes nowadays. I'm damn jealous cos I got mine real early on when they were incredibly expensive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, maybe it's time to take my Olympus out of storage again... It's been a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'll just wait for Jon Teo to come back again before going to shoot. There's no one else I'd rather shoot with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-7325729430984968234?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/7325729430984968234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=7325729430984968234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/7325729430984968234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/7325729430984968234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/01/drop-in-value.html' title='Drop In Value'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-6648746463269245561</id><published>2010-01-24T03:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T03:06:02.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heat Stroke</title><content type='html'>Note to self: Playing football under the hot sun at 1530, for about 3 hours, without properly hydrating yourself before that is detrimental to your health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still managed to score 1 (1% positioning, 99% luck) and set up 3 :p despite absolutely dying under the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that had a nice long dinner + dessert with SJ at Holland V. There's nothing like having a good long chat about life, work, friendships, relationships, religion. We didn't manage to grab a seat at Daily Scoop so we walked all over the Holland V neighbourhood, just eating ice cream and talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just shows that you  don't have to be elaborate when you're out with your best friends. Their company is good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-6648746463269245561?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6648746463269245561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=6648746463269245561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6648746463269245561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6648746463269245561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/01/heat-stroke.html' title='Heat Stroke'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-5516447347275565967</id><published>2010-01-21T14:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T15:14:05.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spider-Plant Man</title><content type='html'>Chanced upon this while reading the article Blackadder on Wikipedia. This spoof of Spider-man isn't one of Rowan Atkinson's best, but the Batman bits were incredibly funny, and Tony Robinson with his deadpan matter-of-fact tone of voice and his Baldrick-esque cameo of Robin were a classic! "Holy plot twist Batman! It's me!" lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_07mqQ9RaTk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_07mqQ9RaTk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bOtZC5iszy8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bOtZC5iszy8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-5516447347275565967?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/5516447347275565967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=5516447347275565967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/5516447347275565967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/5516447347275565967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/01/spider-plant-man.html' title='Spider-Plant Man'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-31605378168791363</id><published>2010-01-21T14:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T14:08:41.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questioning My Importance</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you just got to settle for 2nd best. It's nice to know that I was, and still am, nothing but a mere distraction. *sarcasm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in line with every other friendship or relationship I've had in my life, I guess I shouldn't be surprised at my importance (or lack thereof) to the person in question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think happy thoughts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-31605378168791363?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/31605378168791363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=31605378168791363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/31605378168791363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/31605378168791363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/01/questioning-my-importance.html' title='Questioning My Importance'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-3361771069714904315</id><published>2010-01-20T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T01:34:55.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give It Up.</title><content type='html'>I think I should just give it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hoping, waiting, expectation, wishing, praying, whatever you want to call it... It's nothing but a buildup to ultimate failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop fooling yourself. It's never going to happen. It didn't, and it never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like I've convinced myself, no? I want to give up... But I just can't let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SJ tells me time will heal, but time just papers over the cracks. When the cause of the cracks appears once more the wounds will reopen and fresh blood will come pouring out like tears that fall so freely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon tells me that no matter what I've still got the 2 buggers to be thankful for (and for that I'm eternally grateful) but that still doesn't lessen the hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I've ever been so affected by rejection before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-3361771069714904315?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/3361771069714904315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=3361771069714904315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/3361771069714904315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/3361771069714904315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/01/give-it-up.html' title='Give It Up.'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-6138848573988924968</id><published>2010-01-19T01:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T02:03:03.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"P5ng Me A*wy" by Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y0F9atozkUU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y0F9atozkUU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I look into your eyes, there's nothing there to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothing but my own mistakes, staring back at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Backwards]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything has to end&lt;br /&gt;You'll soon find that we're out of time left to watch it all unwind&lt;br /&gt;Everything falls apart&lt;br /&gt;Even the people who never frown eventually break down&lt;br /&gt;Everything has to end&lt;br /&gt;You'll soon find that we're out of time left to watch in all unwind&lt;br /&gt;Everything falls apart&lt;br /&gt;Even the people who never frown eventually break down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lied to you&lt;br /&gt;This is the last smile that I'll fake for the sake of being with you&lt;br /&gt;Everything falls apart&lt;br /&gt;Even the people who never frown eventually break down&lt;br /&gt;Everything has to end&lt;br /&gt;You'll soon find we're out of time left to watch it all unwind&lt;br /&gt;(For the sake of being with you)&lt;br /&gt;Everything falls apart&lt;br /&gt;Even the people who never frown eventually break down&lt;br /&gt;The sacrifice is never knowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why I stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you just push away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No matter what you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're still so blind to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Backwards]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Even the people who never frown eventually break down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I've tried, like you, to do everything you wanted to&lt;br /&gt;This is the last time I'll take the blame for the sake of being with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Everything falls apart&lt;br /&gt;Even the people who never frown eventually break down&lt;br /&gt;(The sacrifice of hiding in a lie)&lt;br /&gt;Everything has to end&lt;br /&gt;You'll soon find we're out of time left to watch it all unwind&lt;br /&gt;The sacrifice is never knowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I stay&lt;br /&gt;When you just push away&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you see&lt;br /&gt;You're still so blind to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reverse psychology's failing miserably&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's so hard to be left alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Telling you is the only chance for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's nothing left but to turn and face you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I look into your eyes, there's nothing there to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing but my own mistakes, staring back at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Asking why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sacrifice of hiding in a lie&lt;br /&gt;The sacrifice is never knowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I stay&lt;br /&gt;When you just push away&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you see&lt;br /&gt;You're still so blind to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I stay&lt;br /&gt;When you just push away&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you see&lt;br /&gt;You're still so blind to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-6138848573988924968?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6138848573988924968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=6138848573988924968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6138848573988924968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6138848573988924968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/01/p5ng-me-awy-by-linkin-park-when-i-look.html' title=''/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-3460065576605151877</id><published>2010-01-18T03:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T03:11:21.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"What If" by Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FdD6RMICpfg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FdD6RMICpfg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What if there was no light?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing wrong, nothing right&lt;br /&gt;What if there was no time?&lt;br /&gt;And no reason or rhyme?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What if you should decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That you don't want me there by your side?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That you don't want me there in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What if I got it wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And no poem or song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Could put right what I got wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Or make you feel I belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you should decide&lt;br /&gt;That you don't want me there by your side?&lt;br /&gt;That you don't want me there in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh, that's right&lt;br /&gt;Let's take a breath, jump over the side&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh, that's right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How can you know it if you don't even try?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh, that's right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every step that you take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Could be your biggest mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It could bend or it could break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But that's the risk that you take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you should decide&lt;br /&gt;That you don't want me there in your life?&lt;br /&gt;That you don't want me there by your side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh, that's right&lt;br /&gt;Let's take a breath, jump over the side&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh, that's right&lt;br /&gt;How can you know it when you don't even try?&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh, that's right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh, that's right&lt;br /&gt;Let's take a breath, jump over the side&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh, that's right&lt;br /&gt;You know that darkness always turns into light&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh, that's right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-3460065576605151877?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/3460065576605151877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=3460065576605151877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/3460065576605151877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/3460065576605151877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-if-by-coldplay-what-if-there-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-1539377991631681551</id><published>2010-01-18T02:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T03:00:07.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-Improvement</title><content type='html'>I've decided to better myself in music, for that is all I have left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I want to learn to deepen my voice, which I managed to get an ebook online for... We'll see whether the money was well spent or not, if my voice really becomes deeper after the training. If not well... The bugger hasn't replied my questions online so I'm beginning to suspect that I've been fleeced but we'll see... I'm sick and tired of having to struggle to hit the low notes in the arrangements that Reso gives me, and Wai Lun always suggesting that I should use an octaver (I know there's no malice in his comments but it irks me a little that my voice is not bassy enough at the lowest registers). If I could deepen my voice just by a few semitones that should secure the low D and perhaps even deepen my voice to a C# or C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking of trying my hand at a cappella arrangements again, mainly cos I constantly don't agree with Reso's choice of music for concerts and whatnot, but that's just me... I'm a stickler for alternative or blues. I don't think the arrangements will be particularly good but we'll see how those go as well. I'd prefer to progress slowly in a musical arrangement than keep getting my ass handed to me trying to get the Mile High Club achievement in COD4 (and no, it's not that Mile High Club that you're thinking of).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul recently re-ignited my interest in vocal percussion, or as some people will call it, beatboxing. Not sure how far I can progress on my own but have seen a few interesting websites on the topic which provide lessons... We'll see how it goes. If Reso starts the workshops once more I'll probably sign up with Paul, who's really interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to start my guitar once more... Haven't been practicing since Liang Ze my shi fu went to USA to study. Speaking of whom, I've only spoken to him once since... I should speak to him soon. Found some websites online that teach you how to play... Naturally the better ones with video instructions and detailed lesson plans are those which you have to pay for, so we'll see how it goes with that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't played the piano since passing my Grade 8 practical and was thinking a few weeks ago how much I like blues piano... Thinking of starting by playing Chopin pieces once more and we'll see how proficient I can get. But this will probably take a back seat for now given that I want to do so many other things and given that my exams are coming up as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can pull through to the end for these aims... I hope to remain dedicated to these as long as I can instead of starting then stopping halfway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-1539377991631681551?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/1539377991631681551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=1539377991631681551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1539377991631681551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1539377991631681551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/01/self-improvement.html' title='Self-Improvement'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-5683370071993414465</id><published>2010-01-18T02:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T02:37:04.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Fix</title><content type='html'>1 goal&lt;br /&gt;2 assists&lt;br /&gt;Hit the post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too bad for a Saturday afternoon of football, though I was really pissed with the volley that hit the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least something went right this weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-5683370071993414465?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/5683370071993414465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=5683370071993414465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/5683370071993414465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/5683370071993414465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/01/football-fix.html' title='Football Fix'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-2684368223354575074</id><published>2010-01-14T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T00:35:52.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easier To Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Easier To Run" by Linkin Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ejw1quZMMBw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ejw1quZMMBw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easier to run&lt;br /&gt;Replacing this pain with something numb&lt;br /&gt;It's so much easier to go&lt;br /&gt;Than face all this pain here all alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something has been taken from deep inside of me&lt;br /&gt;A secret I've kept locked away no one can ever see&lt;br /&gt;Wounds so deep they never show, they never go away&lt;br /&gt;Like moving pictures in my head for years and years they've played&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could change I would, take back the pain I would&lt;br /&gt;Retrace every wrong move that I made I would&lt;br /&gt;If I could stand up and take the blame I would&lt;br /&gt;If I could take all the shame to the grave I would&lt;br /&gt;If I could change I would, take back the pain I would&lt;br /&gt;Retrace every wrong move that I made I would&lt;br /&gt;If I could stand up and take the blame I would&lt;br /&gt;I would take all my shame to the grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easier to run&lt;br /&gt;Replacing this pain with something numb&lt;br /&gt;It's so much easier to go&lt;br /&gt;Than face all this pain here all alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I remember the darkness of my past&lt;br /&gt;Bringing back these memories I wish I didn't have&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think of letting go and never looking back&lt;br /&gt;And never moving forward so there'd never be a past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could change I would, take back the pain I would&lt;br /&gt;Retrace every wrong move that I made I would&lt;br /&gt;If I could stand up and take the blame I would&lt;br /&gt;If I could take all the shame to the grave I would&lt;br /&gt;If I could change I would, take back the pain I would&lt;br /&gt;Retrace every wrong move that I made I would&lt;br /&gt;If I could stand up and take the blame I would&lt;br /&gt;I would take all my shame to the grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just washing it aside&lt;br /&gt;All of the helplessness inside&lt;br /&gt;Pretending I don't feel misplaced&lt;br /&gt;It's so much simpler than change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easier to run&lt;br /&gt;Replacing this pain with something numb&lt;br /&gt;It's so much easier to go&lt;br /&gt;Than face all this pain here all alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easier to run&lt;br /&gt;(If I could change I would, take back the pain I would)&lt;br /&gt;(Retrace every wrong move that I made)&lt;br /&gt;It's easier to go&lt;br /&gt;(If I could change I would, take back the pain I would)&lt;br /&gt;(Retrace every wrong move that I made I would)&lt;br /&gt;(If I could stand up and take the blame I would)&lt;br /&gt;(I would take all my shame to the grave)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-2684368223354575074?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/2684368223354575074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=2684368223354575074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/2684368223354575074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/2684368223354575074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/01/easier-to-run-by-linkin-park-its-easier.html' title='Easier To Run'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-9110326842365849813</id><published>2010-01-12T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:24:58.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Fix You" by Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SKrceZxL8r8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SKrceZxL8r8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you try your best but you don't succeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you get what you want but not what you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel so tired but you can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in reverse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When the tears come streaming down your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you lose something you can't replace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you love someone but it goes to waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Could it be worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing high up above or down below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you are too in love to let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you never try you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;Just what you're worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tears stream down your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you lose something you cannot replace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;And I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;I promise you I will learn from my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;And I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-9110326842365849813?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/9110326842365849813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=9110326842365849813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/9110326842365849813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/9110326842365849813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/01/fix-you-by-coldplay-when-you-try-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-1330286593951049644</id><published>2010-01-12T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T02:21:44.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beggin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beggin' by Madcon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1h96Qo0tRBQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1h96Qo0tRBQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh&lt;br /&gt;Put your loving hand out, baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm beggin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beggin', beggin' you&lt;br /&gt;Put your loving hand out baby&lt;br /&gt;Beggin', beggin' you&lt;br /&gt;Put your loving hand out darling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ridin' high, when I was king&lt;br /&gt;Played it hard and fast, cause I had everything&lt;br /&gt;Walked away, won me then&lt;br /&gt;But easy come and easy go&lt;br /&gt;And it would end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ah, anytime I need ya, let me go&lt;br /&gt;  Anytime I feed ya, get me know&lt;br /&gt;Anytime I seek ya, let me know&lt;br /&gt;But I planted that seed, just let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my knees when I'm (beggin')&lt;br /&gt;Cos I don't want to lose (you)&lt;br /&gt;I got my arms so spread&lt;br /&gt;And I hope that my heart gets fed&lt;br /&gt;Matter of fact, gonna beg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beggin', beggin' you&lt;br /&gt;Put your loving hand out baby&lt;br /&gt;Beggin', beggin' you&lt;br /&gt;Put your loving hand out darling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you, (yeah) to understand&lt;br /&gt;Tried so hard&lt;br /&gt;To be your man&lt;br /&gt;The kind of man you want in the end&lt;br /&gt;Only then can I begin to live again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An empty shell&lt;br /&gt;I used to be&lt;br /&gt;Shadow of my life&lt;br /&gt;Was hangin' over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A broken man&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Won't even stand the devil's chance&lt;br /&gt;To win my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we doin'? What we chasin'?&lt;br /&gt;What about 'em, why da basement?&lt;br /&gt;Why me got good shit, don't embrace it?&lt;br /&gt;Why to feel for da need to replacement?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya'll on a runway track from the good&lt;br /&gt;I wanna paint in the pictures any way we could react&lt;br /&gt;Like a heart in the trash where you should&lt;br /&gt;You done gave it away, ya had it till you took it back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I keep walkin' on&lt;br /&gt;Keep rockin' dawns&lt;br /&gt;Keep walking forward&lt;br /&gt;Now the court is yours&lt;br /&gt;Keep browsin' halls&lt;br /&gt;Cos I don't wanna live in a broken home girl I'm beggin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beggin', beggin' you&lt;br /&gt;Put your loving hand out baby&lt;br /&gt;Beggin', beggin' you&lt;br /&gt;Put your loving hand out darling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fighting hard&lt;br /&gt;To hold my own&lt;br /&gt;  I just can't make it&lt;br /&gt;All alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm holdin' on&lt;br /&gt;I can't fall back&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a con&lt;br /&gt;  'Bout to fade to black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beggin', beggin' you&lt;br /&gt;Put your loving hand out baby&lt;br /&gt;Beggin', beggin' you&lt;br /&gt;Put your loving hand out darling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beggin', beggin' you&lt;br /&gt; Put your loving hand out baby&lt;br /&gt; Beggin', beggin' you&lt;br /&gt; Put your loving hand out darling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-1330286593951049644?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/1330286593951049644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=1330286593951049644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1330286593951049644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/1330286593951049644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/01/beggin.html' title='Beggin&apos;'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-6349982296602921193</id><published>2010-01-09T14:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T14:32:57.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pangseh</title><content type='html'>I now understand the true meaning of pangseh, and that verbal contracts are so easily broken. Promises now don't mean anything to anybody, they're broken left right centre as easy as anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should review the company that I keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I should not keep any company with anybody at all, if I take life's lessons into account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw it all. Screw this life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-6349982296602921193?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6349982296602921193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=6349982296602921193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6349982296602921193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/6349982296602921193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/01/pangseh.html' title='Pangseh'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34895264.post-4665048663156128360</id><published>2010-01-09T02:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T03:04:53.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Bother?</title><content type='html'>Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have nothing else to say. It's been a long time since I've been emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two themes that have been working through my mind in the past few weeks... Hope, and friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what's the worst feeling you can get in the whole world? It's not anger, jealousy or disappointment, although the latter comes closest. It's hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why hope? Because it sets you up for a fall. Whenever you hope for something to happen, the way this world works, chances are that's not going to happen. Why so? Looking at it logically, if the chances are really good that something is about to happen, you wouldn't be hoping for it to happen, rather accepting that it would occur. So hope is essentially something that you use to encourage you to carry on against the odds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More often than not, if you have some basic skill in probability, you'll probably realize that the odds will work against you. The hope then becomes disappointment, rejection, embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say pride comes before a fall. Hope sets you up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a simple kind of guy. I work hard (well, not really), I play hard, I go after what I want. I mean, who doesn't? But I'm not a secure kind of guy. I need some assurance. I need affirmation that I'm doing something right. I need confirmation from a higher authority that I'm doing a good job. I don't like to commit when I don't know what's going to happen if I do or if I don't. I'm overly cautious in that way. I don't like to take leaps of faith because then hope comes into play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when there are no signs, or ambiguous signs then... There's nothing left for me to carry on, you know? When there are negative signs then well... What's the point, then? Why bother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. They say some things are worth fighting for, but I don't want to be fighting a losing battle. I'd want to place my money on the horse most likely to win the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading all that was posted in the past week then well... I guess they were all open to interpretation, but whatever they meant I'm willing to bet that they were all negative signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when someone you hold in such high regard doesn't even see you? Doesn't even remember you. There's really no point in continuing, is there? I mean. Maybe I shouldn't even watch the movie next week anymore. It'll be like flogging a dead horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many friends do I have in this world? I really don't know. I mean, friendships have to work two ways, don't they? It gets very tiring when it's always just you contacting the other person to chat or to hang out. Then who contacts you? Who asks you to go hang out? Who remembers you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. I don't want to complain about those who are willing to hang out with me but it kind of makes me wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very blessed that Jon Teo is still contacting me way over in the US. But it kind of sucks that your closest friend is the one furthest away from you. That the one who sends you a Christmas card and calls you over the phone to chat is way over in USA (Bless you, Jon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you might say that a true friend will not demand anything else from his friends and that I'm a bloody hypocrite for treating my friends like commodities and seeking gains for what effort I put into a friendship, but I'm only human. I'm sure you all do that same thing, so don't give me that shit. I gets really, damn, tiring that it always seems like I'm the one sustaining the link between me and someone I treasure, but the feeling doesn't seem to be mutual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why bother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to play some football. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now something that probably will advise me on what to do with everything in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Give It Up" by Midtown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8W3Pr6XW_3M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8W3Pr6XW_3M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;This silence kills the calm&lt;br /&gt;Of the night&lt;br /&gt;I force an anxious patience&lt;br /&gt;Counting every beat and waiting for my turn to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it up, give it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't fall for the same things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it up, give it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't fall for mistakes that I've made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand your ways&lt;br /&gt;Won't give it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's not me you're waiting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, stop waiting&lt;br /&gt;It's not me you're waiting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's time to let go, time to let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when&lt;br /&gt;You become&lt;br /&gt;All you've lost&lt;br /&gt;Wandering the streets and searching for a place to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it up, give it up&lt;br /&gt;Don't fall for the same things&lt;br /&gt;Give it up, give it up&lt;br /&gt;Don't fall for mistakes that I've made&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand your ways&lt;br /&gt;Won't give it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not me you're waiting for&lt;br /&gt;All right, stop waiting&lt;br /&gt;It's not me you're waiting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is where it ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not me you're waiting for&lt;br /&gt;It's time to let go, time to let it go&lt;br /&gt;This is where it ends&lt;br /&gt;And if you promise to forget&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to find a way to make mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Make mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it up, give it up&lt;br /&gt;Try to find a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Give it up, give it up&lt;br /&gt;Try to find a way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(fall for the same things)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Give it up, give it up&lt;br /&gt;Try to find a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(fall for the same things)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Give it up, give it up&lt;br /&gt;Give, it up, give it up, whoa give it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not me you're waiting for&lt;br /&gt;It's not me you're waiting for&lt;br /&gt;All right, stop waiting&lt;br /&gt;It's not me you're waiting for&lt;br /&gt;All right, stop waiting&lt;br /&gt;It's not me you're waiting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it up, Give it up&lt;br /&gt;Don't fall for the same things (all right, stop waiting)&lt;br /&gt;Give it up, Give it up&lt;br /&gt;Don't fall for mistakes that I've made (all right, don't give it up)&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn away&lt;br /&gt;Give it up, Give it up&lt;br /&gt;Don't fall for the same things&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn away&lt;br /&gt;Give it up, Give it up&lt;br /&gt;Don't fall for mistakes that I've made&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, just give it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll Never Walk Alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34895264-4665048663156128360?l=thehigherreaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/feeds/4665048663156128360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34895264&amp;postID=4665048663156128360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4665048663156128360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34895264/posts/default/4665048663156128360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehigherreaches.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-bother.html' title='Why Bother?'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14034358224363602647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vqj8sca5iPY/SK0ev5582UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/wq5NK4eHaMo/S220/Archangel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
