<?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-1197713687882557493</id><updated>2011-07-07T16:44:41.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Realm Of The Daydreamer</title><subtitle type='html'>Opinions and thoughts differ. Welcome to a random earthling's thought =)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197713687882557493/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dinie Rosli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963538482926596009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IWzsgTCTm0/Sih8KoRFJWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PwSFtKflfKM/S220/DSC_0582.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197713687882557493.post-7678997562030319926</id><published>2009-07-20T05:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T06:48:40.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A song that I can actually relate to..</title><content type='html'>Some of you may think "not another songggg!!" Well, yes it's another song. I got an interpretation of it. Maybe that's why i think i can relate to it soo much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DWaB4PXCwFU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DWaB4PXCwFU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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;If I had to&lt;br /&gt;I would put myself right beside you&lt;br /&gt;So let me ask&lt;br /&gt;Would you like that?&lt;br /&gt;Would you like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't mind&lt;br /&gt;If you say this love is the last time&lt;br /&gt;So now I'll ask&lt;br /&gt;Do you like that?&lt;br /&gt;Do you like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something's getting in the way.&lt;br /&gt;Something's just about to break.&lt;br /&gt;I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane.&lt;br /&gt;So tell me how it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to find out what makes you tick.&lt;br /&gt;As I lie down&lt;br /&gt;Sore and sick.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like that?&lt;br /&gt;Do you like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a fine line between love and hate.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;Just let me say that&lt;br /&gt;I like that&lt;br /&gt;I like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something's getting in the way.&lt;br /&gt;Something's just about to break.&lt;br /&gt;I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane.&lt;br /&gt;As I burn another page,&lt;br /&gt;As I look the other way.&lt;br /&gt;I still try to find my place in the diary of Jane.&lt;br /&gt;So tell me how it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperate, I will crawl&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for so long&lt;br /&gt;No love, there is no love.&lt;br /&gt;Die for anyone&lt;br /&gt;What have I become?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something's getting in the way.&lt;br /&gt;Something's just about to break.&lt;br /&gt;I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane.&lt;br /&gt;As I burn another page,&lt;br /&gt;As I look the other way.&lt;br /&gt;I still try to find my place in the diary of Jane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, that's right. The diary of Jane. This is my interpretation of it. The diary is literal, it shows in the music video. The guy loves the girl but the girl is depressed and lost. She doesn't even know who she is or how she feels about the guy and keeps pushing him away and it's killing him. The girl ends up committing suicide. (hence the grave at the end) and the guy doesn't know why she did it or how she fully felt, if he loved her or not. He finds her diary and try to figure it out, while asking her what to do, and even considers killing himself (if I had to, I would put myself right beside you) He's trying to "find his place" in her life, her heart, her diary. Finally he gives up with the diary, burns it (as I burn another page) and tries to forget about it (as I look the other way) but still can't get it out of his head, (still I try to find my place...) as in it'll eat at him forever. Did he love her? Will he ever know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit : Now I'm starting to think that Jane isn't one person. Jane is like a generic name. E.g John Doe or Jane Doe... It's not a real identity in this song. He's going out with all these women, but he never mattered to them. So he keeps trying to find his place in their diary figuratively since diary means a place where a person stores their emotion or feelings. He wants to find a place in a woman's heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197713687882557493-7678997562030319926?l=dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com/feeds/7678997562030319926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1197713687882557493&amp;postID=7678997562030319926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197713687882557493/posts/default/7678997562030319926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197713687882557493/posts/default/7678997562030319926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com/2009/07/song-that-i-can-actually-relate-to.html' title='A song that I can actually relate to..'/><author><name>Dinie Rosli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963538482926596009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IWzsgTCTm0/Sih8KoRFJWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PwSFtKflfKM/S220/DSC_0582.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197713687882557493.post-3273126251544169085</id><published>2009-07-17T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T02:54:52.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoy reading this!</title><content type='html'>Zen philosophy with a little twist of humor to "enlighten" your day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do not walk behind me, for I may not lead. Do not walk ahead of me, for I may not follow. Do not walk beside me, either. Just leave me the hell alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The journey of a thousand miles begins with a broken fan belt and a leaky tire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. It's always darkest before dawn. So if you're going to steal your neighbor's &lt;br /&gt;newspaper, that's the time to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't be irreplaceable; if you can't be replaced, you can't be promoted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. No one is listening until you make a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Always remember you're unique, just like everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Never test the depth of the water with both feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. It may be that your sole purpose in life is simply to serve as a warning to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. It is far more impressive when others discover your good qualities without your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If you think nobody cares if you're alive, try missing a couple of car payments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you're a mile away and you have their shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If at first you don't succeed, skydiving is not for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach him how to fish and he will sit in a boat &amp; drink beer all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you lend someone $20 and never see that person again, it was probably worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Don't squat with your spurs on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you drink, don't park. Accidents cause people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Some days you are the bug, some days you are the windshield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Good judgment comes from bad experience and a lot of that comes from bad judgment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. The quickest way to double your money is to fold it in half and put it back in your pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Timing has an awful lot to do with the outcome of a rain dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. A closed mouth gathers no foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Duct tape is like the force: it has a light side and a dark side, and it holds the universe together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. There are two theories to arguing with women. Neither one works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Generally speaking, you aren't learning much when your mouth is moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Experience is something you don't get until just after you need it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197713687882557493-3273126251544169085?l=dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com/feeds/3273126251544169085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1197713687882557493&amp;postID=3273126251544169085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197713687882557493/posts/default/3273126251544169085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197713687882557493/posts/default/3273126251544169085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com/2009/07/enjoy-reading-this.html' title='Enjoy reading this!'/><author><name>Dinie Rosli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963538482926596009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IWzsgTCTm0/Sih8KoRFJWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PwSFtKflfKM/S220/DSC_0582.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197713687882557493.post-436922734219752276</id><published>2009-06-23T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:56:33.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss Italy</title><content type='html'>Gosh... I had so much fun there.&lt;br /&gt;I missed it soo much.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends. &lt;br /&gt;I miss the majestic scenery and most of all... &lt;br /&gt;I miss my host family..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197713687882557493-436922734219752276?l=dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com/feeds/436922734219752276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1197713687882557493&amp;postID=436922734219752276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197713687882557493/posts/default/436922734219752276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197713687882557493/posts/default/436922734219752276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-miss-italy.html' title='I miss Italy'/><author><name>Dinie Rosli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963538482926596009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IWzsgTCTm0/Sih8KoRFJWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PwSFtKflfKM/S220/DSC_0582.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197713687882557493.post-6622208969920763104</id><published>2009-06-18T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T01:14:28.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts....</title><content type='html'>1.Exam&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh* I got almost all my marks today. It was terrible actually... Really terrible. But my friends said its so-so since my absent of 3 months is taken into consideration... I'm still pissed with the result.. But I'm not going to let this event bring me down. A setback is merely a setup for a comeback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Blog/Oral test&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, It's been awhile since I haven't updated. My friend told me that all my posts were about songs or movies. That's actually very true, i guess i should talk about something else right? Recently, i did an oral test for English. I was talking about Happiness and Love. Thank god i got excellent... Teacher said it was motivational =) I always sort of fancy myself as a motivational speaker with all these uplifting and optimistic quotes i got from books and internet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Essay &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I got 40/50 for my essay which really suck... That is how much my marks dropped.. Last time it was at least 45/50... Anyway it was about describing the person who's close to your heart... I had 1 person in mind(excluding my family). But sadly, we're never meant to be. Gosh, im being very emo-ish right now =(  Back to the point. I wrote about my mum. My dear beloved mum. Its not that i don't love my dad, i love him too. But they only ask for 1 person. I figure i write about my mum, and probably the next essay i might write about my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Poem&lt;br /&gt;Time and time and time again&lt;br /&gt;I try to erase my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Of all the love she would bring&lt;br /&gt;With all the want and aughts&lt;br /&gt;It's like a dream&lt;br /&gt;That never comes real&lt;br /&gt;But you wish for reality&lt;br /&gt;You wish for something real&lt;br /&gt;She means a lot to me &lt;br /&gt;And i don't think she'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;Because her love is like the wind&lt;br /&gt;It comes then it goes&lt;br /&gt;I wish she'd stop to smell the flowers&lt;br /&gt;The ones i picked for her&lt;br /&gt;But i guess the picture isn't clear&lt;br /&gt;It's like a hazy blur&lt;br /&gt;I can truly say&lt;br /&gt;I gave a lot to many girls&lt;br /&gt;But she is the only one&lt;br /&gt;I'd truly give my world&lt;br /&gt;Secret love is no fun&lt;br /&gt;Because it's one heart&lt;br /&gt;One face all alone &lt;br /&gt;One secret heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.During hols&lt;br /&gt;Im soo boredd these days. I did a movie marathon and novel marathon during the holidays. That was fun. I read Cecelia Ahern's books and Mitch Albom's books all over again. Then, i watched all the classic Disney movies, the really good ones. I created a top 5 classic Disney movies(doesn't include the new ones, obviously)&lt;br /&gt;(i)Beauty and the beast&lt;br /&gt;(ii)The lion king&lt;br /&gt;(iii)Hercules&lt;br /&gt;(iv)Tarzan&lt;br /&gt;(v)Aladdin&lt;br /&gt;There's also a couple of days that i went out. I went to RFL, an event that is organized to help people who have cancer. It was really fun =) Then, i also went out to time square, pavillion and klcc.. Most of the time just to hang out with friends. I got a bunch of good friends and I secretly cherish them even though i make fun of them sometimes(you know who you are =P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197713687882557493-6622208969920763104?l=dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com/feeds/6622208969920763104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1197713687882557493&amp;postID=6622208969920763104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197713687882557493/posts/default/6622208969920763104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197713687882557493/posts/default/6622208969920763104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts....'/><author><name>Dinie Rosli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963538482926596009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IWzsgTCTm0/Sih8KoRFJWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PwSFtKflfKM/S220/DSC_0582.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197713687882557493.post-8221859383532803433</id><published>2009-06-08T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T19:41:05.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZxEazBfPVFg&amp;amp;hl=en&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/ZxEazBfPVFg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Where do I begin&lt;br /&gt;To tell the story of how great a love can be&lt;br /&gt;The sweet love story that is older than the sea&lt;br /&gt;The simple truth about the love she brings to me&lt;br /&gt;Where do I start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With her first hello&lt;br /&gt;She gave new meaning to this empty world of mine&lt;br /&gt;Therell never be another love, another time&lt;br /&gt;She came into my life and made the living fine&lt;br /&gt;She fills my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She fills my heart with very special things&lt;br /&gt;With angels songs , with wild imaginings&lt;br /&gt;She fills my soul with so much love&lt;br /&gt;That everywhere I go Im never lonely&lt;br /&gt;With you my love, who could be lonely&lt;br /&gt;I reach for her hand-its always there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long does it last&lt;br /&gt;Can love be measured by the hours in a day&lt;br /&gt;I have no answers now but this much I can say&lt;br /&gt;I know Ill need her till the stars all burn away&lt;br /&gt;And shell be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I just finished watching Love Story. A beautiful yet sad story. The lyrics of the song says it all. Honestly, if the song goes up to 30mins, it still won't be enough because explaining about the love you have for someone using words is almost impossible. The beauty we see in the other person is countless. Only action can truly show how much that person means to us. This movie might not be an uplifting love story, but it is truly a magnificent one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : Dreams are the only thing that keeps us sane sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197713687882557493-8221859383532803433?l=dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com/feeds/8221859383532803433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1197713687882557493&amp;postID=8221859383532803433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197713687882557493/posts/default/8221859383532803433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197713687882557493/posts/default/8221859383532803433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-story.html' title='Love Story'/><author><name>Dinie Rosli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963538482926596009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IWzsgTCTm0/Sih8KoRFJWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PwSFtKflfKM/S220/DSC_0582.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197713687882557493.post-3312223063739340652</id><published>2009-06-05T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T19:41:25.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once</title><content type='html'>So, I literally just finished watching the movie "Once".. It's an Irish music film with the song "Falling slowly" made popular by Kris Allen. But I prefer the original version by Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova. Gosh, the movie was so sad and amazing at the same time... The ending suck though. Ohmygod, I hate the ending!! Well all in all, its a really good movie.. Gosh, Ireland is soo beautiful xD! Haha anyway, my favourite song from the movie is The Hill and If You Want Me.. Here's the lyrics of the song "The Hill" by Marketa Irglova&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xoZTD0bVG9s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xoZTD0bVG9s&amp;amp;hl=en&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; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking up the hill tonight&lt;br /&gt;when you have closed your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I didn't have to make&lt;br /&gt;all those mistakes and be wise.&lt;br /&gt;Please try to be patient&lt;br /&gt;and know that I'm still learning.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that you have to see&lt;br /&gt;the strength inside me burning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But where are you my angel now?&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see me crying?&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you can't do it all&lt;br /&gt;but you can't say I'm not trying.&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my knees in front of him&lt;br /&gt;but he doesn't seem to see me.&lt;br /&gt;With all his troubles on his mind&lt;br /&gt;he's looking right through me.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm letting myself down&lt;br /&gt;beside this fire in you.&lt;br /&gt;And I wish that you could see&lt;br /&gt;that half my troubles too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at you sleeping&lt;br /&gt;I'm with the man I know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here weeping&lt;br /&gt;while the hours pass so slow.&lt;br /&gt;And I know that in the morning&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to let you go&lt;br /&gt;and you'll be just a man&lt;br /&gt;once I used to know.&lt;br /&gt;But for these past few days&lt;br /&gt;someone I don't recognize.&lt;br /&gt;This isn't all my fault.&lt;br /&gt;when will you realize?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at you leaving, I'm looking for a sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : Dreams are the only thing that keeps us sane sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197713687882557493-3312223063739340652?l=dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com/feeds/3312223063739340652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1197713687882557493&amp;postID=3312223063739340652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197713687882557493/posts/default/3312223063739340652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197713687882557493/posts/default/3312223063739340652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com/2009/06/once.html' title='Once'/><author><name>Dinie Rosli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963538482926596009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IWzsgTCTm0/Sih8KoRFJWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PwSFtKflfKM/S220/DSC_0582.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197713687882557493.post-4213108295853407096</id><published>2009-06-04T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T19:54:55.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Omg</title><content type='html'>Omg, I just realized something from watching the movie "You've Got Mail".... It doesn't matter how much you are right for each other, heck you can even be perfect for each other. But if your heart feels nothing, then its not meant to be... Like James Morrison Sang, "You cant play on broken strings, You cant feel anything that your heart don't want to feel".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was almost perfectly sure that our soulmate would be the person who is perfect for us. Everything that compliment our shortcomings and strengthen our strengths. But, it's not always like that. Love works in a mysterious way. The heart has its reasons that reason can not know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should be moving on. All this time I was delusional. I thought to myself "we're perfect for each other, why isn't it working out then? Is there something wrong?" But now i know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you all should watch the movie "You've Got Mail" if you're into romantic movies. Its really sweet especially the ending... A movie worth watching on a Saturday night while cuddling with your loved one =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : Dreams are the only thing that keeps us sane sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197713687882557493-4213108295853407096?l=dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com/feeds/4213108295853407096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1197713687882557493&amp;postID=4213108295853407096' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197713687882557493/posts/default/4213108295853407096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197713687882557493/posts/default/4213108295853407096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg.html' title='Omg'/><author><name>Dinie Rosli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963538482926596009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IWzsgTCTm0/Sih8KoRFJWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PwSFtKflfKM/S220/DSC_0582.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197713687882557493.post-9071806178064861255</id><published>2009-06-04T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T19:28:38.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first post!</title><content type='html'>Recently I watched Night At The Museum 2! Ohmygod, it was so hilarious! I laughed all the way through the show. It's like 1000x times better than the first one. And of course, aside all those laughs and jokes, there was a romantic scene between Amelia Earhart and Gigantor xD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys and girls, what if the museum really is alive at night? How awesome would that actually be huh =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I dont know what to write since its my first post.... I'll find something interesting to write about soon... I hope *fingers cross*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : Dreams are the only thing that keeps us sane sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197713687882557493-9071806178064861255?l=dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com/feeds/9071806178064861255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1197713687882557493&amp;postID=9071806178064861255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197713687882557493/posts/default/9071806178064861255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197713687882557493/posts/default/9071806178064861255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingaficionado.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-first-post.html' title='My first post!'/><author><name>Dinie Rosli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963538482926596009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IWzsgTCTm0/Sih8KoRFJWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PwSFtKflfKM/S220/DSC_0582.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
