tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35214882009-07-05T07:49:29.298-07:00This site is dedicated to those I love. you know who you are, thank you so much for making me who I am. This site has a collection of almost (almost, yes.) all my poems, please feel free to read and be open about them. There's an ARCHIVE in the green box, read past stuff. There's a guestbook below, I would love to hear your comments, please send me stuff you wanna say, thanks.Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.comBlogger73125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-1098528134813245602004-10-23T04:40:00.000-07:002004-10-23T03:42:14.813-07:00

Right, thanks for checking into this space. I've not placed up anything new here, cause there's nothing much for me to say on this gushing site. Oh yes, you've heard me correct. All of it here is mostly gushing (trust me I'm sentimental, I checked). I met Sze Wenn on Friday, the 12th of July 2002. Read Monday, 24th of June 2002. :-D Short and sweet. And also, Saturday, June 22nd. I'm actually

Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-1060092915662068922003-08-05T07:15:00.000-07:002004-10-23T03:32:25.416-07:00

I'm back babes. Wonder whether anyone still checks in here. Heh heh heh, underground dissension area. SCREW THEM ALL!!!! BITCHES!!!! ASSHOLES!!!! Hahahahahahahahahah! I wonder whether Miss K checks in here? -From Infidel HQ, Disequilibria

Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-799795382002-08-08T06:01:00.000-07:002002-08-08T06:01:33.270-07:00

I've not updated this place for such a long time I scare myself. If you've totally lost me and still want to know where I keep my posts, please e-mail me. But anyway, I think I'm going to convert this website into...haven't thought about anything yet, but oh well...hmmm...never mind. I'm so bored and shocked with the English language now. I'm just staring at myself and wondering what the hell

Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-798427182002-08-05T05:52:00.000-07:002002-08-05T05:52:09.290-07:00

Does it work now?

Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-795417512002-07-29T01:53:00.000-07:002002-07-29T01:53:29.243-07:00

Shit.Shit.Shit.Shit.

Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-793924842002-07-25T07:10:00.000-07:002002-07-25T07:10:19.493-07:00

Does this bloody thing work or not? How come it keeps appearing like a day after they've told me it has an error!!!!!!!!!!!

Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-793419622002-07-24T04:02:00.000-07:002002-07-24T04:31:06.000-07:00

It works again!!! Yay!!! Hopefully this time it stays working again! I'm so glad; I can finally start blabbering on-line and stereotype everything I want here! The Internet! Woohoo!!! This morning was once again weird and it really is very, very crappy because I came to school early this time, but it was not as good as the day before yesterday. Today went relatively well besides the fact that I

Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-793006872002-07-23T06:31:00.000-07:002002-07-23T06:31:47.200-07:00

I am so so pissed at Blogger for doing this to me. For days I've not been in the mood to typoe and on the day that I have the most things to say, it just goes berserk on me. This totally does not work.

Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-789705212002-07-15T05:48:00.000-07:002002-07-15T05:52:26.000-07:00

Woohoo! Woohoo! I'm happy again and still stressed. I've got so many nonsense things to do today, and no time to do it. I've got to do up some more Project Work things, I've got to prep by tomorrow my history debate on Friday and I've got no time to do these things because I'm going to be busy going out. I really, really, really shouldn't be doing all these things now, like going for dinner on

Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-788627802002-07-12T07:01:00.000-07:002002-07-12T07:01:12.543-07:00

My life's doom. Bad results plague me, worse thought afflict my heart, and I'm too worn out after giving a friend a poem just now to think too hard of what to type today. I'm just relatively happy that I could find myslef again today. Bitterness just brings out the worst in me, which is a hyper imagination and an even sharper tongue. It sharpens your tongue, quickens your mind, and lets you move

Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-787739452002-07-10T06:05:00.000-07:002002-07-10T06:06:42.000-07:00

I remembered this poem from the movie "Four Weddings and a Funeral" and I thought it is a very very very sentimental poem that means a lot. So just read it and remember any of your loved ones. Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let

Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-787738052002-07-10T06:00:00.000-07:002002-07-10T06:00:32.116-07:00

Bad bad day! I failed my GP!!! I got 44.5/100 an E-grade for an AO subject!!! Sucks!!! I got back the History question 1 and I got 8/25. Crap. I'd probably do worse for the next one. I've gotten an AO pass for my A-Level subject Economics. Whoa so dead. Tomorrow is going to be the commendation for the councillors and I'm going along to take pictures for them. So life goes on and i'm going to get

Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-787283062002-07-09T05:44:00.000-07:002002-07-09T06:01:02.000-07:00

I'm so sorry for not updating this site for people who watch my space. I'm terribly sorry. I'm not in the best state of mind currently. Days have gone by and the newly-created loneliness is settling in slowly but surely, and I've got to get used to it. Contarary to popular belief, I'm not desperate to get another girl. I'm saying things that are pushing people away. I'm in a bad shape. "hang

Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-785469182002-07-04T05:18:00.000-07:002002-07-04T05:18:23.383-07:00

Socrates, Plato and Aristotle, geniuses in their time, great men of renown, whose works have revolutionized the world and the way systems and societies function. But of what use is their writing and philosophy to me, if I do not come across them and accept their beliefs? Of what bloody use is their use to me in this time of education that is necessary for me to advance my life and status in this

Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-785048072002-07-03T05:34:00.000-07:002002-07-03T05:34:30.200-07:00

First of all I would like to thank Endee and Fiona for leaving me messages in a world where no one seems to be leaving anymore. Today wasn't too bad a day. I'm stupid, I went and spoilt it tonight. This morning I had 3 periods free, as Miss Chong wasn't here and i had a break after her lecture. I sat at the single table, yes, alone, and I watched the world go by. I saw Jeanetta, who bought me a

Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-784575612002-07-02T03:36:00.000-07:002002-07-02T03:37:01.000-07:00

I owe an apology to all you nice people who read my blog, I have not been feeling (1 Day) too enthusiastic about everything. Today I got back my economics MCQ and scored 11/25. My Maths AO scored a miserable 35% and I'd probably fail everything else. 4 people from my class passed chinese and I'm not one of them (duh righ?). So yeah, I'm in a bad situation. Today surprisingly I was looking forward

Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-783741282002-06-29T23:00:00.000-07:002002-06-29T23:00:07.006-07:00

I hate this!!! I managed to get my dad to Funan Centre to buy Warcraft III: Reign of Chaos and they haven't launched it yet!!! Bloody crap! Then he actually bought me Neverwinter Nights and I can't play it because the my bloody VooDoo3Dfx company was run out of business and now I can't bloody run the program on it because it's not compatible. Do any of you guys know whether 3D cards are actual

Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-783369812002-06-28T19:34:00.000-07:002002-06-28T19:34:28.616-07:00

Alright! I made it to the morning and then my silly sister called me up to ask about Roller-blades. In the morning! Wanted to go out and have dinner with Robin and Reico, but then Reico had some stuff so she can't goe. SO I had to cancel on Robin. And anyway, there's my little cousin's birthday. Crap. I think I'll go out shopping for her present at Borders later. Probably buy Philip Pullman's

Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-783182242002-06-28T09:54:00.000-07:002002-06-28T09:54:22.173-07:00

It's this late and I'm still awake. I tell you this is the one of the most possible day for me. Crap. Why can't anyone just leave me alone to just deal with my own problems and shit. I can stand this crap, it seems like everytime someone seems to be trying top help my ex-girlfriend do something to exact revenge on something I typed. Well, I type what is the truth here. If there's anything I

Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-782977232002-06-27T20:51:00.000-07:002002-06-28T08:25:14.000-07:00

Well now, the whole bloody site crashed and I had actually already typed a whole lot of things about that jerk and things to her. Let's start again, despite the fact that I have lost all anger to type that out again. Who are you to judge me, who are you to say that my poetry is crap or that I am bad, evil, whatever you want to call me. You don't even dare place your name here. Your name, your

Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-782172422002-06-26T03:26:00.000-07:002002-06-26T03:26:04.860-07:00

Where do I start, where do I start, today has been good, it's one of those days when things don't go wrong and neither do they become too terribly exciting, it's one of those day where little things matter more to you and things seem to fall into place, even just for the now, it's one of those days you'll want to be able to keep, to be able to be like characters in novels, able to recall things

Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-781695922002-06-25T01:13:00.000-07:002002-06-25T01:13:28.236-07:00

You Sunlight, fairies, the cherries are sweet. Life's so hollow, heart skipped a beat. Explanations so profound, Tell me about the gold you found. Dawn is breaking but I feel night Dreaming of you is alawys right. Because you are beautiful, always and now, This rush, these waves, to you they bow. Autumn leaves and leaves that glow, My life is fast but love is slow. Thinking of you, braiding my

Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-781694022002-06-25T01:02:00.000-07:002002-06-25T01:02:51.383-07:00

Man oh man oh man. It was hard, keeping myself from looking at her blog. But after I read it, I guess it's kinda okay now. It's like now all the guys who like her are in full force (or, it just seems like she's typing a lot of it out). And it's cool that she's got so many guys helping her out, being her friend, giving her advice...I think it was the right decision, I would n't have been able to

Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-781690062002-06-25T00:42:00.000-07:002002-06-25T00:42:18.913-07:00

Whoa cool. This new Windows program my dad got is way cool (I'd probably say the same thing about everything new that has special stuff that I've never seen, but...), it's got Microsoft Small Business Tools, Publisher, New Outlook, new Word, Excel. I think the Explorer also improved a little bit, thoug it's a little irritating when they keep asking you stuff. Like Want to remmeber this password?

Elix Arkannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3521488.post-781230212002-06-23T23:38:00.000-07:002002-06-23T23:38:01.693-07:00

Us. Early in the morning, Even before the sun has risen They've come everyday for this meeting To sit close and talk about no reason Just to enjoy comfort of friends and good cheer Just to be with one another For they are a special group of four Never to part they once swore. Erwin Nah (24th June 2002)

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