<?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-12547799</id><updated>2011-11-06T05:32:09.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is And What Should Never Be</title><subtitle type='html'>Dreamer. Stoner. Thinker. Genius in his own time. Son. Brother. Friend. Lover. Companion. Movie Buff. Musician. Composer. Arranger. Rockstar. Celebrity. Icon. Dreamer.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-6561073922416417082</id><published>2009-02-17T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T01:22:13.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And So It Goes</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In every heart there is a room&lt;br /&gt;A sanctuary safe and strong&lt;br /&gt;To heal the wounds from lovers' past&lt;br /&gt;Until a new one comes along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke to you in cautious tones&lt;br /&gt;You answered me with no pretense&lt;br /&gt;And still I feel I said too much&lt;br /&gt;My silence is my self defense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every time I've held a rose&lt;br /&gt;It seems I only felt the thorns&lt;br /&gt;And so it goes, and so it goes&lt;br /&gt;And so will you soon I suppose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if my silence made you leave&lt;br /&gt;Then that would be my worst mistake&lt;br /&gt;So I will share this room with you&lt;br /&gt;And you can have this heart to break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is why my eyes are closed&lt;br /&gt;It's just as well for all I've seen&lt;br /&gt;And so it goes, and so it goes&lt;br /&gt;And you're the only one who knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I would choose to be with you&lt;br /&gt;That's if the choice were mine to make&lt;br /&gt;But you can make decisions too&lt;br /&gt;And you can have this heart to break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it goes, and so it goes&lt;br /&gt;And you're the only one who knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-6561073922416417082?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6561073922416417082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=6561073922416417082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/6561073922416417082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/6561073922416417082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-so-it-goes.html' title='And So It Goes'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-8226503424649625724</id><published>2009-02-12T17:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T17:59:36.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodnight, My Angel</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight my angel, time to close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And save these questions for another day&lt;br /&gt;I think I know what you've been asking me&lt;br /&gt;I think you know what I've been trying to say&lt;br /&gt;I promised I would never leave you&lt;br /&gt;And you should always know&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you may go, no matter where you are&lt;br /&gt;I never will be far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight my angel, now it's time to sleep&lt;br /&gt;And still so many things I want to say&lt;br /&gt;Remember all the songs you sang for me&lt;br /&gt;When we went sailing on an Emerald Bay&lt;br /&gt;And like a boat out on the ocean&lt;br /&gt;I'm rocking you to sleep&lt;br /&gt;The water's dark and deep inside this ancient heart&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight my angel, now it's time to dream&lt;br /&gt;And dream how wonderful your life will be&lt;br /&gt;Someday your child may cry, and if you sing this lullaby&lt;br /&gt;Then in your heart, there will always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll all be gone, but lullabies go on and on&lt;br /&gt;They never die, that's how you and I will be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-8226503424649625724?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8226503424649625724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=8226503424649625724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/8226503424649625724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/8226503424649625724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2009/02/goodnight-my-angel.html' title='Goodnight, My Angel'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-7789542451575074710</id><published>2009-02-10T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T17:29:28.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Samson</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my sweetest downfall&lt;br /&gt;I loved you first, I loved you first&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth&lt;br /&gt;I have to go, I have to go&lt;br /&gt;Your hair was long when we first met&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samson went back to bed&lt;br /&gt;Not much hair left on his head&lt;br /&gt;He ate a slice of wonder bread and went right back to bed&lt;br /&gt;And history books forgot about us and the bible didn't mention us&lt;br /&gt;And the bible didn't mention us, not even once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my sweetest downfall&lt;br /&gt;I loved you first, I loved you first&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the stars came fallin' on our heads&lt;br /&gt;But they're just old light, they're just old light&lt;br /&gt;Your hair was long when we first met&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samson came to my bed&lt;br /&gt;Told me that my hair was red&lt;br /&gt;Told me I was beautiful and came into my bed&lt;br /&gt;Oh I cut his hair myself one night&lt;br /&gt;A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light&lt;br /&gt;And he told me that I'd done alright&lt;br /&gt;And kissed me 'til the mornin' light, the mornin' light&lt;br /&gt;And he kissed me 'til the mornin' light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samson went back to bed&lt;br /&gt;Not much hair left on his head&lt;br /&gt;Ate a slice of wonder bread and went right back to bed&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we couldn't bring the columns down&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we couldn't destroy a single one&lt;br /&gt;And history books forgot about us&lt;br /&gt;And the bible didn't mention us, not even once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my sweetest downfall&lt;br /&gt;I loved you first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-7789542451575074710?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7789542451575074710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=7789542451575074710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/7789542451575074710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/7789542451575074710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2009/02/samson.html' title='Samson'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-2180682810803987799</id><published>2009-02-05T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T22:43:22.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva La Vida</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to rule the world&lt;br /&gt;Seas would rise when I gave the word&lt;br /&gt;Now in the morning I sleep alone&lt;br /&gt;Sweep the streets I used to own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to roll the dice&lt;br /&gt;Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes&lt;br /&gt;Listen as the crowd would sing&lt;br /&gt;"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One minute I held the key&lt;br /&gt;Next the walls were closed on me&lt;br /&gt;And I discovered that my castles stand&lt;br /&gt;Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror, my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;Once you go there was never&lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;And that was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the wicked and wild wind&lt;br /&gt;Blew down the doors to let me in&lt;br /&gt;Shattered windows and the sound of drums&lt;br /&gt;People couldn't believe what I'd become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revolutionaries wait&lt;br /&gt;For my head on a silver plate&lt;br /&gt;Just a puppet on a lonely string&lt;br /&gt;Oh who would ever want to be king?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror, my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;I know Saint Peter won't call my name&lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;But that was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror, my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;I know Saint Peter won't call my name&lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;But that was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-2180682810803987799?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2180682810803987799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=2180682810803987799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/2180682810803987799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/2180682810803987799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2009/02/viva-la-vida.html' title='Viva La Vida'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-8803058626776984170</id><published>2009-01-25T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T16:56:41.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vienna (waits for you)</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow down you crazy child&lt;br /&gt;You're so ambitious for a juvenile&lt;br /&gt;But then if you're so smart tell me why&lt;br /&gt;Are you still so afraid?&lt;br /&gt;Where's the fire, what's the hurry about?&lt;br /&gt;You better cool it off before you burn it out&lt;br /&gt;You got so much to do and only&lt;br /&gt;So many hours in a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know that when the truth is told&lt;br /&gt;That you can get what you want&lt;br /&gt;Or you can just get old&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna kick off before you even get halfway through&lt;br /&gt;When will you realize...Vienna waits for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow down you're doing fine&lt;br /&gt;You can't be everything you want to be&lt;br /&gt;Before your time&lt;br /&gt;Although it's so romantic on the borderline tonight (tonight)&lt;br /&gt;Too bad but it's the life you lead&lt;br /&gt;You're so ahead of yourself&lt;br /&gt;That you forgot what you need&lt;br /&gt;Though you can see when you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;You know you can't always see when you're right(you're right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got your passion you got your pride&lt;br /&gt;But don't you know that only fools are satisfied?&lt;br /&gt;Dream on but don't imagine they'll all come true&lt;br /&gt;When will you realize&lt;br /&gt;Vienna waits for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow down you crazy child&lt;br /&gt;Take the phone off the hook and disappear for a while&lt;br /&gt;It's alright you can afford to lose a day or two&lt;br /&gt;When will you realize...&lt;br /&gt;Vienna waits for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know that when the truth is told&lt;br /&gt;That you can get what you want&lt;br /&gt;Or you can just get old&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna kick off before you even get halfway through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you realize...Vienna waits for you&lt;br /&gt;When will you realize...Vienna waits for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-8803058626776984170?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8803058626776984170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=8803058626776984170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/8803058626776984170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/8803058626776984170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2009/01/vienna-waits-for-you.html' title='Vienna (waits for you)'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-556107748121866348</id><published>2009-01-22T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T10:09:58.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Well..</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Leo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today you're going to have to accept a few things that you don't really like -- whether it's an inconvenient meeting time, the nutty opinions of a coworker, or uncooperative weather. These things are out of your control, and the sooner you come to terms with that, the better. You can't be bothered by pettiness when there's nothing you can do to change it. Switch your focus to things you like and things you can change -- like your attitude, or your immediate surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-556107748121866348?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/556107748121866348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=556107748121866348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/556107748121866348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/556107748121866348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-well.html' title='Oh Well..'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-7632427544560264616</id><published>2009-01-16T12:58:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T10:07:58.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Awaited Story We've All Been Missing Out On</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's have a story, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     After the whole ending of the saga of my struggle to find happiness in April 2007, I found myself heading on a collision course of self-destruction. Deep down, I had always been depressed. I took comfort in the love showered upon me by my family and friends, but when it came to matters of intimate relationships with the opposite sex, I had begun to turn cold with skepticism. I devised my own theories of how love  between a man and a woman should be. I was lost from this point onward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I had tried to do things differently from how I had done them before. I sought out different people for the thrill of the hunt, sexual pleasure and a boost to my ego. Some were friends, some were strangers and some were prostitutes. For quite some time, I felt like this was what it should be from there on. Seeking the comforts and pleasures of consensual parties without having to reveal my true feelings or emotions. I felt like I had nothing to lose. This was during a time when I was stuck in training camps, having nothing else to look forward to but a good time on weekends. I felt on top of the world and nothing nor anybody could put me down or deter me from my relentlessness. Some of my experiences were sensational, but most were not as well as I had imagined they would be. Nevertheless, I was ever spurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     It all came to a halt when I met and caught up with a good friend's ex-girlfriend, whom I barely knew. One thing led to another and I found myself having gone to bed with this girl. Something that was purely a consensual one-off thing. In the heat of things, everything was going as planned right until I hit a wall and I hit it hard. Suddenly, there was something in me that cried to stop. I did not know what it was at that time, but I found myself not being able to perform. Immediately, I went limp. I was very embarrassed that I could not get myself back on again. I tried and tried until she lost patience and called the whole thing off. I apologized yet I could not explain even to myself what was happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     After much thought, I had realized that my conscience was telling me, at the moment, that what I was doing and what I had been doing was all wrong. It was disgusting, disrespectful and despicable. From then on, I promised I would not be like that any more. I decided to take some time for myself and reflect on my thoughts about how I should carry on my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     In August 2007, I had met up with some old friends to celebrate my 23rd birthday. It was then that I got in touch with a friend that I have now known for about eight years and counting. By that time, I was totally sober and had had a lot of time to reflect. Anyway, this friend's name is Carissa and she had been there for me a while after my break-up with my previous girlfriend. She, herself had recently gone through the same and she only wanted to help me out. When we finally met to celebrate my 23rd birthday, we had not seen each other for about two years since the last. We kept in contact during the following months and throughout that period we had fallen for each other. We made it official on the 15th of October 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     At the beginning, Carissa was very skeptical that it would not work out because of past experiences with others and certain emotional scarring. I assured her that I had felt the same way, but it was time to change that way of thinking, live for the moment, and let God take care of the rest. I was successful. The two of us had become very much in love and she told me that nobody had ever made her so happy before. I shared that sentiment very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     As time went by, I had been struggling with coping with National Service. It was very frustrating having to put up with all the rubbish I had to take at work, and subsequently I found myself taking it out on her. She tried as hard as she could to endure all these because she understood that it was just taking a toll on me. She was just wonderful and I was just horrible. I had taken for granted that she would always be there to comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     It got worse when she started working for a new company which demanded more of her than her previous employers. She was working all kinds of weird night shifts and I was working morning shifts. It was practically impossible to meet at all during the week, but we still had weekends. The problem with me is that I also dedicate my weekends to my close friends, and Carissa had expressed many times that it was too much to bear. We had ended up mixing our time with time spent with friends and we just had very little opportunity to be alone with each other. Even then, we fought a lot and I just did not help it by being my egoistic self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     There came a point in our relationship when Carissa had lost almost all hope in trying to salvage anything that we had lost between ourselves and she attempted to call the whole thing off before the end of the year 2008. I had just finished National Service and was ready to begin my new life with her, but to my dismay it was not as peachy as I had planned for it. We sat down and talked about it for many nights. We cried and we suffered great pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     At the end of it all, I realized that I had been foolish in holding on to past hurts and being stubborn about opening my eyes to see that she is really the woman I've been waiting for my whole life, and to let her slip through my hands just like that would be a terrible mistake. I poured my feelings out to Carissa and I managed to convince her that I would not make the same mistake again. She too realized that it would be almost impossible to go on without me, because of all the wonderful moments we had shared together before. We agreed to give it another try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I'm very happy to say now that Carissa and I are pulling through and I am content. We have not reached our destination as we have a lot of catching up to do, but I have made significant improvement to my life and the way I treat her. She is happy and I am happy. We love each other and that is all that matters. We are in this together and I believe that we will get there soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I've learned that what we are all looking for is not really that right companion to love and depend on to get through life, but it is the aid that these people offer to go in search of the good and the bad of what is truly wonderful. Carissa has shown me many things to life that I had never been able to imagine true. She has brought me utmost joy in everything that she does, says and believes in. That is the beauty of the love that I share with her, and she has made my life a better place to be in by introducing her unique look on all things. I had tried to fight in skepticism for a long time before, but I now know that because of her I have the strength to accept myself and find confidence and assurance within myself to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-7632427544560264616?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7632427544560264616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=7632427544560264616' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/7632427544560264616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/7632427544560264616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-awaited-story-weve-all-been.html' title='The Long Awaited Story We&apos;ve All Been Missing Out On'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-5430467823327529120</id><published>2007-12-13T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T13:20:31.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This over ranting about someone I detest so much that killing becomes an option.</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s go to a rave&lt;br /&gt;And behave like we’re trippin'&lt;br /&gt;simply 'cause we’re so in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny hat. Shiny pants&lt;br /&gt;All we need for some romance&lt;br /&gt;Go get dolled up and I’ll pick you up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s no line for you and me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause tonight we’re V.I.P.&lt;br /&gt;I know somebody at the door&lt;br /&gt;I see that twinkle in your eye&lt;br /&gt;you shake that ass and I just die&lt;br /&gt;let’s check our coats and move out to the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I’m dancing with ya&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow doesn’t matter&lt;br /&gt;turn the music up till the windows start to shatter&lt;br /&gt;'cause you’re the only one who can get me on my feet&lt;br /&gt;and I can’t even dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me&lt;br /&gt;Silly me&lt;br /&gt;I’m as happy as could be&lt;br /&gt;I have a girl who thinks I rock&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow there’s no school&lt;br /&gt;So let’s go drink some more red bull&lt;br /&gt;And not get home till about 6 o' clock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody here is staring at the outfit that you’re wearing&lt;br /&gt;Love it when they check you out&lt;br /&gt;Cover’s only 20 bucks&lt;br /&gt;And even if the DJ sucks, it’s time to turn this mother out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we’re together&lt;br /&gt;there’s no tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;there’s no one in the world&lt;br /&gt;but you and me&lt;br /&gt;just you and me&lt;br /&gt;you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-5430467823327529120?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5430467823327529120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=5430467823327529120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/5430467823327529120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/5430467823327529120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-over-ranting-about-someone-i.html' title='This over ranting about someone I detest so much that killing becomes an option.'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-1140875889916274699</id><published>2007-12-01T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T12:32:13.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In an effort to reach out..</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that it would be untrue&lt;br /&gt;You know that I would be a liar&lt;br /&gt;If I was to say to you&lt;br /&gt;Girl, we couldn't get much higher&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, light my fire&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, light my fire&lt;br /&gt;Try to set the night on fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time to hesitate is through&lt;br /&gt;No time to wallow in the mire&lt;br /&gt;Try now we can only lose&lt;br /&gt;And our love become a funeral pyre&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, light my fire&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, light my fire&lt;br /&gt;Try to set the night on fire, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-1140875889916274699?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1140875889916274699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=1140875889916274699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/1140875889916274699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/1140875889916274699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-effort-to-reach-out.html' title='In an effort to reach out..'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-1595751612032143610</id><published>2007-10-26T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T16:58:08.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Reply At All</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to me, you never talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, it seems that I can speak.&lt;br /&gt;I can hear my voice shoutin' out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's no reply at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me, you never look at me.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I've been sittin, starin', seems so long.&lt;br /&gt;But you're lookin' through me&lt;br /&gt;Like I wasn't here at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No reply. There's no reply at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance with me, you never dance with me.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, it seems that I can move.&lt;br /&gt;I'm close to you, close as I can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet there's no reply at all.&lt;br /&gt;There's no reply at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get the feelin' you're tryin' to tell me;&lt;br /&gt;Is there somethin' that I should know?&lt;br /&gt;What excuse are you tryin' to sell me?&lt;br /&gt;Should I be readin' stop or go?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be with me. Seems you're never here with me.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I've been tryin' to get over there.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but it's out of my reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's no reply at all.&lt;br /&gt;There's no reply at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe deep down inside,&lt;br /&gt;I'm tryin' for no one else but me,&lt;br /&gt;too stubborn to say, "The buck stops here.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the one you're lookin' for."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe deep down inside, I'm lyin'&lt;br /&gt;To no one else but me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but my back is up. I'm on my guard&lt;br /&gt;With all the exits sealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to me, you never listen to me.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, and it seems there's no way out.&lt;br /&gt;I've been tryin' but we cannot connect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's no reply at all.&lt;br /&gt;Is anybody listenin'?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there's no reply at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-1595751612032143610?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1595751612032143610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=1595751612032143610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/1595751612032143610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/1595751612032143610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-reply-at-all.html' title='No Reply At All'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-2117184658960243266</id><published>2007-10-23T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T20:05:36.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I couldn't help myself...</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watch the season pull up its own stakes&lt;br /&gt;And catch the last weekend of the last week&lt;br /&gt;Before the gold and the glimmer have been replaced,&lt;br /&gt;Another sun soaked season fades away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have stolen my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invitation only, grand farewells&lt;br /&gt;Crash the best one, of the best ones&lt;br /&gt;Clear liquor and cloudy eyed, too early to say goodnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have stolen my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from the ballroom floor we are in celebration&lt;br /&gt;One good stretch before our hibernation&lt;br /&gt;Our dreams assured and we all, will sleep well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have stolen my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch you spin around in your highest heels&lt;br /&gt;You are the best one, of the best ones&lt;br /&gt;We all look like we feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have stolen my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-2117184658960243266?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2117184658960243266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=2117184658960243266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/2117184658960243266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/2117184658960243266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-couldnt-help-myself.html' title='I couldn&apos;t help myself...'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-6680939681257713206</id><published>2007-09-24T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T17:07:17.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a Picture</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awake on my airplane&lt;br /&gt;My skin is bear&lt;br /&gt;My skin is theirs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a newborn&lt;br /&gt;Awake on my airplane&lt;br /&gt;I feel so real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you wanna take my picture?&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz I won't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in your sanctity&lt;br /&gt;Your privacy&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in sanctity&lt;br /&gt;A hypocrisy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could everyone agree that&lt;br /&gt;No one should be left alone?&lt;br /&gt;Could everyone agree that&lt;br /&gt;They should not be left alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like a newborn&lt;br /&gt;Kicking and screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you wanna take my picture?&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz I won't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-6680939681257713206?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6680939681257713206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=6680939681257713206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/6680939681257713206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/6680939681257713206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/09/take-picture.html' title='Take a Picture'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-486251305425050080</id><published>2007-09-08T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T18:32:12.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel Good Rocket Summer</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hats need a beat, like awake needs asleep&lt;br /&gt;Like a pen needs a page, to re-write you need a mistake&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Hearts need a mind, like a clock needs the time&lt;br /&gt;Like white needs black, if you leave I hope you need to come back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I swear, I know, I believe it, oh&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop hearing all the singin'&lt;br /&gt;Oh my soul has never had this feelin'&lt;br /&gt;It feels like gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got so much love in you&lt;br /&gt;You got so much love in you&lt;br /&gt;I'm amazed that I'm talkin' to you&lt;br /&gt;You look like the songs that I've heard my whole life coming true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strike all the bells, hit 'em hard make 'em all yell&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate. Infatuate. Lock us up yeah incarcerate oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I swear, I know, I believe it, oh&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop hearing all the singing&lt;br /&gt;Oh my soul has never had this feeling&lt;br /&gt;It feels like so, so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much love in you&lt;br /&gt;You got so much love in you&lt;br /&gt;I'm amazed that I'm talkin' to you&lt;br /&gt;You look like the songs that I've heard my whole life coming true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-486251305425050080?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/486251305425050080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=486251305425050080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/486251305425050080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/486251305425050080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/09/feel-good-rocket-summer.html' title='Feel Good Rocket Summer'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-1197879393994708082</id><published>2007-08-22T04:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T05:00:55.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Waking</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.&lt;br /&gt;I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.&lt;br /&gt;I learn by going where I have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We think by feeling. What is there to know?&lt;br /&gt;I hear my being dance from ear to ear.&lt;br /&gt;I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of those so close beside me, which are you?&lt;br /&gt;God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,&lt;br /&gt;And learn by going where I have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light takes the Tree; but who can tell us how?&lt;br /&gt;The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;&lt;br /&gt;I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great Nature has another thing to do&lt;br /&gt;To you and me, so take the lively air,&lt;br /&gt;And, lovely, learn by going where to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.&lt;br /&gt;What falls away is always. And is near.&lt;br /&gt;I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.&lt;br /&gt;I learn by going where I have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-1197879393994708082?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1197879393994708082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=1197879393994708082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/1197879393994708082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/1197879393994708082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/08/waking.html' title='The Waking'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-2720805943340901782</id><published>2007-08-11T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T01:01:19.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulling your confidence through&lt;br /&gt;Some courage is well overdue&lt;br /&gt;I believe solely in all your promise&lt;br /&gt;Why waste a second in doubt&lt;br /&gt;You could be helping you out&lt;br /&gt;Keeping your head in the clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like an instrument for a song&lt;br /&gt;Like the sun for tomorrow's dawn&lt;br /&gt;Every moment of time's just an answer to find&lt;br /&gt;What you're here for, what you breathe for&lt;br /&gt;What you wake for, what you bleed for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's counting on you&lt;br /&gt;Save for yourself what to do&lt;br /&gt;Life is a card that you lay down sometimes&lt;br /&gt;To search for the best way of all&lt;br /&gt;Is finding the best way to fall&lt;br /&gt;Keeping your head in the clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-2720805943340901782?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2720805943340901782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=2720805943340901782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/2720805943340901782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/2720805943340901782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/08/progress.html' title='Progress'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-3887896204022675512</id><published>2007-07-10T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T18:54:39.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SGT Olsen reports to 3rd Div. HQ/Stn. 1 - Yishun</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I worked my first 24-hour shift. I was unaware that my shift was to start yesterday, itself; and I stupidly reported to HQ having only slept for 3 hours the night before. I swear I thought it'd be a breeze on the first day. *Buzzer sounds* Wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the late afternoon, my body was preparing to shut down. The lack of sleep and ample nourishment left me feeling weak and giddy for most parts of the day. I stuck with SGT Musa, who taught me the ways of life at Yishun Fire Station. I shit you not. It's no joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yishun Fire Station only opened for operation in the year 2005 and by now, they've managed to win the award, 'Best Fire Station in Singapore', for 2 years and running. There are plans to retain the title for another year at least. No other station in Singapore has ever accomplished this much before, and Yishun Fire Station is only 2 and a half years old! All this is owed to the very dedicated personnel and scary-assed OC, CPT Raihan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had briefed me on what to expect and what would be expected of me. The dude was expressionless. Almost void of life or emotion. He even admitted to being the strictest OC around, but he did claim to enjoy fishing with his men while off-duty. I wouldn't know how much of THAT is true. Well. I'd find out soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner at the station, we proceeded for a night lecture. The lecture had hardly begun before the coded alarm sounded. Everyone leapt out of their seats and slid down the pole. I took the stairs. *Laughs* I was too nervous and scared. It was my first turn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a kitchen fire on our hands, in one of the flats at Yishun's HDB area. It didn't take much to put out the fire but the kitchen was pretty badly burnt. We communicated with the owners of the residence and the police. We also spent some time investigating on site to determine if the fire was to be considered accidental or incendiary. After much, it was official. The fire was classified as accidental. We packed up and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were still a lot of things to be done when we got back. And by this time, I was already begging God for mercy! I went to bed at 2 a.m. and I prayed we wouldn't get another call. The rest of the night turned out to be peaceful. Thank You, God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up at 5 this next morning for 'area cleaning' and then morning exercise. Equipment drills and then BTM drills were conducted after. By 8 a.m., we were already handing the shift over to the next rota. The one Mitchel belongs to. We sat down for a briefing while Mitchel's rota conducted a PPE check. Finally, we handed over the engine/vehicles and equipment before knocking off at around 10 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. Believe it or not, but it's customary for my men to address me as 'Encik' while on-duty. I'm not worthy but rules are rules. I went out for breakfast with 2 of them. We then sat down for a couple of smokes and some chit-chat. They call me 'Nick' while off-duty, and that's cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knocked out on the couch, immediately upon arriving back home! I was so exhausted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it for now, my good people. Just so you know what I'll be doing till I pass out from National Service. Ciao all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. This was written for those who wanted an update. I personally didn't find it much interesting but, for your benefit, all the same =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-3887896204022675512?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3887896204022675512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=3887896204022675512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/3887896204022675512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/3887896204022675512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/07/sgt-olsen-reports-to-3rd-div-hqstn-1.html' title='SGT Olsen reports to 3rd Div. HQ/Stn. 1 - Yishun'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-4235959736792139413</id><published>2007-06-23T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T17:13:08.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home At Last</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this super highway &lt;br /&gt;This bright familiar sun &lt;br /&gt;I guess that I'm the lucky one &lt;br /&gt;Who wrote that tired sea song &lt;br /&gt;Set on this peaceful shore &lt;br /&gt;You think you've heard this one before &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the danger on the rocks is surely past &lt;br /&gt;Still I remain tied to the mast &lt;br /&gt;Could it be that I have found my home at last &lt;br /&gt;Home at last &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She serves the smooth retsina &lt;br /&gt;She keeps me safe and warm &lt;br /&gt;It's just the calm before the storm &lt;br /&gt;Call in my reservation &lt;br /&gt;So long hey thanks my friend &lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll try my luck again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the danger on the rocks is surely past &lt;br /&gt;Still I remain tied to the mast &lt;br /&gt;Could it be that I have found my home at last &lt;br /&gt;Home at last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-4235959736792139413?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4235959736792139413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=4235959736792139413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/4235959736792139413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/4235959736792139413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/home-at-last.html' title='Home At Last'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-1744134160078926516</id><published>2007-06-03T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T15:14:03.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steely 'the Dildo' Dan</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your everlasting summer &lt;br /&gt;You can see it fading fast &lt;br /&gt;So you grab a piece of something &lt;br /&gt;That you think is gonna last &lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't know a diamond &lt;br /&gt;If you held it in your hand &lt;br /&gt;The things you think are precious &lt;br /&gt;I can't understand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you reelin' in the years &lt;br /&gt;Stowin' away the time &lt;br /&gt;Are you gatherin' up the tears&lt;br /&gt;Have you had enough of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You been tellin' me you're a genius &lt;br /&gt;Since you were seventeen &lt;br /&gt;In all the time I've known you &lt;br /&gt;I still don't know what you mean &lt;br /&gt;The weekend at the college &lt;br /&gt;Didn't turn out like you planned &lt;br /&gt;The things that pass for knowledge &lt;br /&gt;I can't understand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend a lot of money &lt;br /&gt;And I spent a lot of time &lt;br /&gt;The trip we made in Hollywood &lt;br /&gt;Is etched upon my mind &lt;br /&gt;After all the things we've done and seen &lt;br /&gt;You find another man &lt;br /&gt;The things you think are useless &lt;br /&gt;I can't understand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-1744134160078926516?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1744134160078926516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=1744134160078926516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/1744134160078926516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/1744134160078926516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/steely-dildo-dan.html' title='Steely &apos;the Dildo&apos; Dan'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-5472315403866693133</id><published>2007-05-20T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T17:34:09.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am good and real because I come from the heart.</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just here to say that I am who I am and I don't need nobody telling me what I can or cannot do. I don't need nobody telling me if I've changed or not. And don't nobody tell me that I'll never get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do, you'll soon find out that you are wrong and that I'm better than you. I'll be the judge of myself, thank you very much. And if you can't agree with that, then you don't really care in the first place. You're just selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true friend once said that 'love is all about acceptance'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people, around me, accept me for who I am and if you can't do the same, then you don't love me. In that case, you are no friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This goes out to anyone and everyone. Do not fool around with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-5472315403866693133?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5472315403866693133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=5472315403866693133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/5472315403866693133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/5472315403866693133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-good-and-real-because-i-come-from.html' title='I am good and real because I come from the heart.'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-5678362983134918503</id><published>2007-05-12T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T11:17:22.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DISCO KING... HYEARRGH!!!!</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm your boogieman....that's what I am &lt;br /&gt;I'm here to do whatever I can&lt;br /&gt;be it early morning, late afternoon&lt;br /&gt;or at midnight, it's never too soon to&lt;br /&gt;want to please you, to want to keep you;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do it all, all for you.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your rubber ball&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the one you love most all&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm your boogie man, I'm your boogie man,&lt;br /&gt;turn me on&lt;br /&gt;I'm your boogie man, I'm your boogie man&lt;br /&gt;I'll do what you want&lt;br /&gt;I'm your boogie man, I'm your boogie man&lt;br /&gt;turn me on&lt;br /&gt;I'm your boogie man, I'm your boogie man&lt;br /&gt;I'll do what you want&lt;br /&gt;I'm your boogie man, that's what I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to do whatever I can&lt;br /&gt;Be it early morning, late afternoon&lt;br /&gt;or at midnight, it's never too soon to&lt;br /&gt;want to take you , to want to hold you;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give my all, all to you&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to completely understand &lt;br /&gt;just where I'm at and where I am, Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm your boogie man, I'm your boogie man&lt;br /&gt;turn me on, I'm your boogie man&lt;br /&gt;I'm your boogie man, I'll do what you want.&lt;br /&gt;I'm your boogie man, I'm your boogie man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm your boogie man&lt;br /&gt;turn me on&lt;br /&gt;I'm your boogie man, I'm your boogie man&lt;br /&gt;I'll do what you want&lt;br /&gt;I'm your boogie man, that's what I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to do whatever I can&lt;br /&gt;Be it early morning, late afternoon&lt;br /&gt;or at midnight, it's never too soon&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with you, I want to be with&lt;br /&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we'll be together, you and me&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you; ah&lt;br /&gt;Get near you, I want to love you, ah&lt;br /&gt;from sundown -sun up. Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-5678362983134918503?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5678362983134918503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=5678362983134918503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/5678362983134918503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/5678362983134918503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/05/disco-king-hyearrgh.html' title='DISCO KING... HYEARRGH!!!!'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-4989767266710334488</id><published>2007-05-08T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T16:13:04.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jackson 5</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to be there (got to be there)&lt;br /&gt;Got to be there in the morning&lt;br /&gt;When she says hello to the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to be there (got to be there)&lt;br /&gt;Got to be there in her down time&lt;br /&gt;And show her that she´s my girl&lt;br /&gt;Ooo what a feeling there´ll be&lt;br /&gt;The moment I know she loves me&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I look in her eyes I realize&lt;br /&gt;I need her sharing the world beside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got to be there (got to be there)&lt;br /&gt;Got to be there in the morning&lt;br /&gt;And welcome her into my world&lt;br /&gt;And show her that she´s my girl&lt;br /&gt;When she says hello world (got to be there) (got to be there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need her sharing the world beside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I got to be there (got to be there)&lt;br /&gt;Got to be there where it all begins&lt;br /&gt;And that´s everywhere she goes&lt;br /&gt;I got to be there so she knows&lt;br /&gt;That when she´s with me&lt;br /&gt;Shes home (ooo shes home) (ooo shes home) yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Got to be there) got to be there, got to be there&lt;br /&gt;(Got to be there) got to be there, got to be there&lt;br /&gt;(Got to be there) ooh baby, baby, got to be there, got to be&lt;br /&gt;there&lt;br /&gt;(Got to be there) got to be there, got to be there&lt;br /&gt;(Got to be there) ooh, got to be there, got to be there&lt;br /&gt;(Got to be there) ooh, got to be there, got to be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-4989767266710334488?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4989767266710334488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=4989767266710334488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/4989767266710334488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/4989767266710334488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/05/jackson-5.html' title='The Jackson 5'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-7779285411667476072</id><published>2007-04-29T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T19:01:38.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miserable</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me come&lt;br /&gt;You make me complete&lt;br /&gt;You make me completely miserable&lt;br /&gt;Stuck to a chair&lt;br /&gt;Watchin' this story about me&lt;br /&gt;Everything goes by so fast&lt;br /&gt;Making my head spin&lt;br /&gt;Used up all of my friends&lt;br /&gt;Who needs them when you mean everything&lt;br /&gt;I love the things that we should fear&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid of being here&lt;br /&gt;So much the same&lt;br /&gt;It makes me helpless alone&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to share&lt;br /&gt;Why should I care if you're near me&lt;br /&gt;Give up all of my plans&lt;br /&gt;But who needs them&lt;br /&gt;When you mean everything&lt;br /&gt;I love the things that we should fear&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid of being here&lt;br /&gt;So much the same&lt;br /&gt;You make me helpless alone&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah..You make me come&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah..You make me complete&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah..You make me completely miserable&lt;br /&gt;I love the things that we should fear&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid of being here&lt;br /&gt;So much the same&lt;br /&gt;It makes me helpless alone&lt;br /&gt;You make me come&lt;br /&gt;You make me complete&lt;br /&gt;You make me completely miserable&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah..You make me come&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah..You make me complete&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah..You make me completely miserable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-7779285411667476072?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7779285411667476072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=7779285411667476072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/7779285411667476072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/7779285411667476072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/04/miserable.html' title='Miserable'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-174061868766961206</id><published>2007-04-29T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T17:12:13.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because I can't let it down..</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's so childish about bringing E-hern up?!?! I can't believe i'm actually bothered to spell his name correctly! You conclude that I haven't really changed much. Yes, it's so easy to tell after you've met me like what?? Three times this year?!? You're so contradicting yourself!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck happened to "maybe we don't have to wait the whole two years"? Or "I really hope we can be together in the future cos I really saw it going somewhere"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes but then, there're complications like "but you know I'll be graduating soon and I'm not ready to commit to anything right now cos of that. Oh and furthermore, I'm still seeing E-hern so that's why we can't be together".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth, that's the lamest bullshit I have ever heard!!! You just say that I'm bitter and grumpy as hell so you can feel better about pretending that everything is hunky dory!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I'll never be half the man that E-hern is, then WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU STILL DOING HERE?!?!? Go be with a real man, Sara!!! You want a real man?!?! you've got yourself a real man!!! You have him on your 'featured friends' list!! He's in your photo gallery. He celebrated your birthday with you intimately. You're kissing him on the cheek. You're ever close to him. Your best friend, annabel is going around telling everyone that YOU call E-hern YOUR BOYFRIEND because you guys are DATING but YOU are not sure if the two of you are in a full-blown relationship YET! and you have the cheek to tell me that you're not together?!?!?! WHY?!?! Just because it's not official yet?!?! WHAT IS THE FUCKIN' DIFFERENCE?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another question... how can you love two people at once? That is if you really do love me... dont tell me you dont love E-hern...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you do love me. But at the same time, I'm childish and grumpy and lame and still as loserish as ever. All the reasons you broke up with me in the first place. Not good enough for you and your high life! So do you really love me or not? or do you just say these things whenever you feel like it? You already have E-hern. So then what the hell do you want with me? You want me to hang around so that you can fall back on me, in case things dont go so well with E-hern? But then again, you'd surely say, "Everything between E-hern and I is just swell". So then what am I waiting here for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Sara. You forget that while you're out galavanting, I'm right here waiting for you, every single week. And you take for granted the fact that I'll always be there when you need me. You can do whatever you want because I will always love you, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough is enough. If you want me, come and get me.. otherwise, forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-174061868766961206?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/174061868766961206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=174061868766961206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/174061868766961206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/174061868766961206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-because-i-cant-let-it-down.html' title='Just because I can&apos;t let it down..'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-161229772047346309</id><published>2007-04-29T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T16:15:25.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fin</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I killed myself today. It was painful but I had to do it. Didn't turn out like how I wanted it to but I got the job done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't do it anymore. It's easier to just forget. I don't want to feel it anymore. Please take it away. It hurts me deeply. It tears me apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-161229772047346309?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/161229772047346309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=161229772047346309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/161229772047346309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/161229772047346309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/04/fin.html' title='Fin'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-572209774294772675</id><published>2007-04-27T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T19:04:49.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord knows I haven't...</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled upon a file that contained a saved MSN conversation that I didn't even know existed. It must have been saved by chance, then. It was between us. It was lovely to read. There was something I hadn't felt in a long time. It was timeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled upon another file. There were only two under the same category, anyway. This was painful to read. This was just days after the end. It was bitter-sweet. It was heart-wrenching. It was helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can ever feel is deep regret accompanied by great shame, that I drove it to its end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Jesus.. I haven't forgotten.. No, I haven't..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-572209774294772675?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/572209774294772675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=572209774294772675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/572209774294772675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/572209774294772675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/04/lord-knows-i-havent.html' title='The Lord knows I haven&apos;t...'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-3493835716954002740</id><published>2007-04-27T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T03:17:24.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You just can't win!</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A certain somebody was telling me about how his recital got screwed up. After spilling most of it, he turned around and questioned to find out if I was plotting to use the information as juicy conversational topic with other people. Like... WTF? Apparently, he didn't like gossipers, and in that case, I was thought to be one. I found it utterly offensive and especially repulsive that he had the audacity to say it out loud at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him that I was offended by it and this is how it went from here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dheyd σέβομαι says: (3:00:55 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah i know u wld be la haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas John Olsen says: (3:01:10 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then why do you say it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dheyd σέβομαι says: (3:01:12 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos its msn . and u seem to just take topics off the shelf n talk about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dheyd σέβομαι says: (3:01:31 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like that, and its good for conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dheyd σέβομαι says: (3:01:40 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i failed to mention that i felt this is personal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dheyd σέβομαι says: (3:01:46 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i apologise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dheyd σέβομαι says: (3:02:21 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was afriad u might unconsciously, .. out of just for fun chattin. bring it up to whoever related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dheyd σέβομαι says: (3:02:57 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dheyd σέβομαι says: (3:03:12 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry dude. and its in msn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas John Olsen says: (3:03:35 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please spare me the details.. i dont wanna hear anymore of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dheyd σέβομαι says: (3:03:48 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas John Olsen says: (3:04:01 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just shut it.. you're pissing me off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dheyd σέβομαι says: (3:07:00 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that's fine, it seems to be one of my natural traits as a human being. with no intention of doing so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dheyd σέβομαι says: (3:07:24 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pissing people off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dheyd σέβομαι says: (3:07:52 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ya, by all means, feel free to be angry at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dheyd σέβομαι says: (3:07:55 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess u have a right to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas John Olsen says: (3:13:17 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have to realise that other people have feelings just like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas John Olsen says: (3:13:43 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when you say things, you need to be mindful not to offend them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dheyd σέβομαι says: (3:14:59 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no comment. u just do ur thing, and i wish u all the best. and i'll just do mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas John Olsen says: (3:17:01 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no comment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas John Olsen says: (3:17:24 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck did i do to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas John Olsen says: (3:17:56 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm fuckin asking you how your bloody recital went.. and you accuse me of wanting to gossip to others about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dheyd σέβομαι says: (3:18:16 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i apologised didnt i ., that i dont like sharing personal stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dheyd σέβομαι says: (3:18:25 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt mention that b4 saying that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas John Olsen says: (3:18:36 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told you the first time that you offended me and you still managed to offend me a second time after that. Furthermore, you have the audacity to 'apologize' after!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas John Olsen says: (3:19:00 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dheyd σέβομαι says: (3:19:08 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas John Olsen says: (3:19:13 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you only apologize when you mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dheyd σέβομαι says: (3:19:14 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u offended urself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas John Olsen says: (3:19:17 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously you dont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dheyd σέβομαι says: (3:19:25 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dheyd σέβομαι says: (3:19:28 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas John Olsen says: (3:19:29 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I offended MYSELF?!?! hey fuck you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dheyd σέβομαι says: (3:19:34 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dheyd σέβομαι says: (3:20:05 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u get well soon. cya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas John Olsen says: (3:21:03 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you dont like sharing personal information and if you think that i'll go telling people, then WHY THE FUCK DO YOU TELL ME IN THE FUCKING FIRST PLACE, ASSHOLE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas John Olsen says: (3:21:22 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do me a favour and dont tell me anything in the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas John Olsen says: (3:21:25 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AARRGGHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GAWD!!!! HELP ME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-3493835716954002740?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3493835716954002740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=3493835716954002740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/3493835716954002740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/3493835716954002740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-just-cant-win.html' title='You just can&apos;t win!'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-8391612610429625093</id><published>2007-04-26T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T14:15:12.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For a change..</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, all you good peeps! I'm feelin' much better today, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinkin.. you know.. it's been a long long time since I blogged about anything real. So! I've a great idea. I'll leave it to you guys. If there's anything (and I do mean anything) that you'd like me to blog about, just drop me a comment or tag on the cbox. I'll try my best to entertain. I'm thinkin it'll be interesting. It'll put me to the test and it'd actually bring a bit more life to the place. Agreed? So, fire away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-8391612610429625093?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8391612610429625093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=8391612610429625093' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/8391612610429625093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/8391612610429625093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/04/for-change.html' title='For a change..'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-3003151372644725359</id><published>2007-04-25T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T11:48:42.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Refresher.</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          I finally have something to say. Everybody promenade~ (rural country music starts to play).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          I got sent home yesterday due to a high fever and body aches, that were so bad i couldn't stand up straight. I'm still on MC today, but I was instructed to see the doctor again if it got worse today. And indeed it did. My body temperature has gone up to 38.6 (Celcius) and I've developed a viral infection of the throat. The aches are still here and my eyes feel slightly sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          I can't tell you how much I suffered trying to fall asleep last night. Anyway, I hope I recover soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          I dreamt of many scary things last night. Things that I haven't been dreaming of for a long while already, but apparently, they're back again. And all because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          More to come in later posts. I'm too sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-3003151372644725359?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3003151372644725359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=3003151372644725359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/3003151372644725359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/3003151372644725359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/04/refresher.html' title='Refresher.'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-6227245847642875069</id><published>2007-04-22T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T13:40:42.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One year and counting..</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere beyond the sea&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere waitin’ for me&lt;br /&gt;My lover stands on golden sands&lt;br /&gt;And watches the ships that go sailin’.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Somewhere beyond the sea&lt;br /&gt;She's there watchin’ for me&lt;br /&gt;If I could fly like birds on high&lt;br /&gt;Then straight to her arms I’d go sailin’. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;It's far beyond the stars&lt;br /&gt;It's near beyond the moon&lt;br /&gt;I know beyond a doubt&lt;br /&gt;My heart will lead me there soon.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We'll meet beyond the shore&lt;br /&gt;We'll kiss just as before&lt;br /&gt;Happy we'll be beyond the sea&lt;br /&gt;And never again I'll go sailin'.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I know beyond a doubt&lt;br /&gt;My heart will lead me there soon&lt;br /&gt;We'll meet … I know we'll meet … beyond the shore&lt;br /&gt;We'll kiss just as before.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Happy we'll be beyond the sea&lt;br /&gt;And never again I'll go sailin'.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;No more sailin' …&lt;br /&gt;So long sailin' …&lt;br /&gt;Bye, bye sailin'...&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, farewell my friend...&lt;br /&gt;No more sailin'...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-6227245847642875069?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6227245847642875069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=6227245847642875069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/6227245847642875069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/6227245847642875069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-year-and-counting.html' title='One year and counting..'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-2066252929558621610</id><published>2007-04-15T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T13:32:13.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking 'bout the times&lt;br /&gt;You walked out on me&lt;br /&gt;There were moments I'd believe, you were there&lt;br /&gt;Do I miss you, or am I lying to myself again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do these things...&lt;br /&gt;(It's all because of you)&lt;br /&gt;I keep holding on, but I'll try&lt;br /&gt;(try not to think of you)&lt;br /&gt;Love don't leave me lonely&lt;br /&gt;I'll be alright without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There'll be someone else...I keep tellin' myself&lt;br /&gt;I'll be alright without you&lt;br /&gt;Oh...love's an empty face, I can't replace&lt;br /&gt;(you don't need it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People wonderin' why we broke apart&lt;br /&gt;The great pretender here I go again&lt;br /&gt;These things I do&lt;br /&gt;(It's all because of you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep holdin' but I'll try&lt;br /&gt;(try not to think of you)&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was to hold you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be alright without you&lt;br /&gt;There'll be someone else, I keep tellin' myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be alright without you&lt;br /&gt;Love's an empty face...Oh I've got to replace&lt;br /&gt;I'll be alright without you&lt;br /&gt;There'll be someone else, I keep tellin' myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be alright without you&lt;br /&gt;Oh...love's an empty place, I can still see your face&lt;br /&gt;I'll be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-2066252929558621610?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2066252929558621610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=2066252929558621610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/2066252929558621610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/2066252929558621610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/04/journey.html' title='Journey'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-3170908596387826245</id><published>2007-04-14T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:32:09.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look in this direction...</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this feels strange and untrue&lt;br /&gt;And I won't waste a minute without you&lt;br /&gt;My bones ache, my skin feels cold&lt;br /&gt;And I'm getting so tired and so old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anger swells in my guts&lt;br /&gt;And I won't feel these slices and cuts&lt;br /&gt;I want so much to open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I need you to look into mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you'll open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get up, get out, get away from these liars&lt;br /&gt;'Cause they don't get your soul or your fire&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand, knot your fingers through mine&lt;br /&gt;And we'll walk from this dark room for the last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every minute from this minute now&lt;br /&gt;We can do what we like anywhere&lt;br /&gt;I want so much to open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I need you to look into mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you'll open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this feels strange and untrue&lt;br /&gt;And I won't waste a minute without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-3170908596387826245?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3170908596387826245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=3170908596387826245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/3170908596387826245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/3170908596387826245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/04/look-in-this-direction.html' title='Look in this direction...'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-1069897920325925546</id><published>2007-04-08T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T03:10:48.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinead O'Connor is just great.</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been seven hours and fifteen days &lt;br /&gt;Since you took your love away &lt;br /&gt;I go out every night and sleep all day &lt;br /&gt;Since you took your love away &lt;br /&gt;Since you been gone I can do whatever I want &lt;br /&gt;I can see whomever I choose &lt;br /&gt;I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant &lt;br /&gt;But nothing ...&lt;br /&gt;I said nothing can take away these blues, &lt;br /&gt;'Cause nothing compares ... &lt;br /&gt;Nothing compares to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so lonely without you here &lt;br /&gt;Like a bird without a song &lt;br /&gt;Nothing can stop these lonely tears from falling &lt;br /&gt;Tell me baby where did I go wrong? &lt;br /&gt;I could put my arms around every boy I see &lt;br /&gt;But they'd only remind me of you &lt;br /&gt;went to the doctor guess what he told me &lt;br /&gt;Guess what he told me? &lt;br /&gt;He said, girl, you better have fun &lt;br /&gt;No matter what you do &lt;br /&gt;But he's a fool ... &lt;br /&gt;'Cause nothing compares ... &lt;br /&gt;Nothing compares to you ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the flowers that you planted, mama&lt;br /&gt;In the back yard &lt;br /&gt;All died when you went away &lt;br /&gt;I know that living with you baby was sometimes hard &lt;br /&gt;But I'm willing to give it another try &lt;br /&gt;'Cause nothing compares ... &lt;br /&gt;Nothing compares to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-1069897920325925546?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1069897920325925546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=1069897920325925546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/1069897920325925546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/1069897920325925546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/04/sinead-oconnor-is-just-great.html' title='Sinead O&apos;Connor is just great.'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-893127731646907205</id><published>2007-04-01T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T14:13:29.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over My Head</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew &lt;br /&gt;I never knew that everything was falling through &lt;br /&gt;That everyone I knew was waiting on a cue &lt;br /&gt;To turn and run when all I needed was the truth &lt;br /&gt;But that's how it's got to be &lt;br /&gt;It's coming down to nothing more than apathy &lt;br /&gt;I'd rather run the other way than stay and see &lt;br /&gt;The smoke and who's still standing when it clears &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I'm in &lt;br /&gt;Over my head &lt;br /&gt;With eight seconds left in overtime &lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's rearrange &lt;br /&gt;I wish you were a stranger I could disengage &lt;br /&gt;Say that we agree and then never change &lt;br /&gt;Soften a bit until we all just get along &lt;br /&gt;But that's disregard &lt;br /&gt;Find another friend and you discard &lt;br /&gt;As you lose the argument in a cable car &lt;br /&gt;Hanging above as the canyon comes between &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I'm in &lt;br /&gt;Over my head &lt;br /&gt;With eight seconds left in overtime &lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly I become a part of your past &lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming the part that don't last &lt;br /&gt;I'm losing you and its effortless &lt;br /&gt;Without a sound we lose sight of the ground &lt;br /&gt;In the throw around &lt;br /&gt;Never thought that you wanted to bring it down &lt;br /&gt;I won't let it go down till we torch it ourselves &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I'm in &lt;br /&gt;Over my head &lt;br /&gt;With eight seconds left in overtime &lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-893127731646907205?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/893127731646907205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=893127731646907205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/893127731646907205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/893127731646907205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/04/over-my-head.html' title='Over My Head'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-4996235901374321636</id><published>2007-03-30T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T22:38:31.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversation with myself...</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly the pen touches paper in the guidance of the words that you write&lt;br /&gt;Memories roll in, of the things you once did and who you had shared them with&lt;br /&gt;Is somebody thinking of you?&lt;br /&gt;Did I bother telling you this, with the words that cross teeth and jump lips?&lt;br /&gt;A poor choice of words in wanting to tell you anything, but words don't come with ease. &lt;br /&gt;They're forever my hurt&lt;br /&gt;Would it really matter if you were to count the days left with your hands?&lt;br /&gt;Your focus secure and the loves you left well&lt;br /&gt;Smiles staged in photographs&lt;br /&gt;You left the light on&lt;br /&gt;Theres a chance I might have tripped&lt;br /&gt;You were there to hold on&lt;br /&gt;I'll lay awake for a while&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave the light on a while&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't last a lifetime caught between here and the days of it, carving her name across your arm with every wish&lt;br /&gt;It's hit or miss her&lt;br /&gt;I told you so&lt;br /&gt;I measure distance in lines departing the rest of my life, but you had better things to do&lt;br /&gt;Liar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-4996235901374321636?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4996235901374321636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=4996235901374321636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/4996235901374321636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/4996235901374321636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/03/conversation-with-myself.html' title='Conversation with myself...'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-7555347056002564338</id><published>2007-03-18T19:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T19:57:30.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How're you doing?</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;Summertime think it was June&lt;br /&gt;Yeah think it was June&lt;br /&gt;Laying back, head on the grass&lt;br /&gt;Children grown having some laughs&lt;br /&gt;Yeah having some laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;The one&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;The one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking back, drinking for two&lt;br /&gt;Drinking with you&lt;br /&gt;And drinking was new&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in the back of my car&lt;br /&gt;We never went far&lt;br /&gt;Needed to go far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;The one&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;The one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where we are going now&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where we are going now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up cold coffee and juice&lt;br /&gt;Remembering you&lt;br /&gt;What happened to you?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if we'll meet again&lt;br /&gt;Talk about us instead&lt;br /&gt;Talk about why did it end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;The one&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;The one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where we are going now&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where we are going now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take a look at me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-7555347056002564338?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7555347056002564338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=7555347056002564338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/7555347056002564338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/7555347056002564338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/03/howre-you-doing_18.html' title='How&apos;re you doing?'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-6041980318729789887</id><published>2007-03-04T06:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T06:40:13.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please leave me out of this...</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I think of you &lt;br /&gt;I get a shot right through &lt;br /&gt;Into a bolt of blue &lt;br /&gt;It's no problem of mine &lt;br /&gt;But it's a problem I find &lt;br /&gt;Living the life that I can't leave behind &lt;br /&gt;There's no sense in telling me &lt;br /&gt;The wisdom of a fool won't set you free &lt;br /&gt;But that's the way that it goes &lt;br /&gt;And it's what nobody knows &lt;br /&gt;And every day my confusion grows &lt;br /&gt;Every time I see you falling &lt;br /&gt;I get down on my knees and pray &lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for the final moment &lt;br /&gt;You say the words that I can't say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel fine and I feel good &lt;br /&gt;I feel like I never should &lt;br /&gt;Whenever I get this way &lt;br /&gt;I just don't know what to say &lt;br /&gt;Why can't we be ourselves like we were yesterday &lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what this could mean &lt;br /&gt;I don't think you're what you seem &lt;br /&gt;I do admit to myself &lt;br /&gt;That if I hurt someone else &lt;br /&gt;Then I'll never see just what we're meant to be &lt;br /&gt;Every time I see you falling &lt;br /&gt;I get down on my knees and pray &lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for the final moment &lt;br /&gt;You'll say the words that I can't say &lt;br /&gt;Every time I see you falling &lt;br /&gt;I'll get down on my knees and pray &lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for the final moment &lt;br /&gt;You'll say the words that I can't say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bizzare Love Triangle" by Frente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-6041980318729789887?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6041980318729789887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=6041980318729789887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/6041980318729789887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/6041980318729789887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/03/please-leave-me-out-of-this.html' title='Please leave me out of this...'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-117119586761352706</id><published>2007-02-11T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T20:11:07.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You and Me</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what day is it&lt;br /&gt;and in what month&lt;br /&gt;this clock never seemed so alive&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep up&lt;br /&gt;and I can't back down&lt;br /&gt;I've been losing so much time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;and it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of the things that I want to say&lt;br /&gt;just aren't coming out right&lt;br /&gt;I'm tripping inwards&lt;br /&gt;you got my head spinning&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;nothing to prove&lt;br /&gt;and it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's something about you now&lt;br /&gt;I can't quite figure out&lt;br /&gt;everything she does is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;everything she does is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;and it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;nothing to prove&lt;br /&gt;and it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what day is it&lt;br /&gt;and in what month&lt;br /&gt;this clock never seemed so alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-117119586761352706?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/117119586761352706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=117119586761352706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/117119586761352706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/117119586761352706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-and-me.html' title='You and Me'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-117103357565711579</id><published>2007-02-09T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T23:09:09.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shiver</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I looked in your direction&lt;br /&gt;But you paid me no attention, do you?&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't listen to me&lt;br /&gt;'cause you say you see straight through me, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On and on from the moment I wake&lt;br /&gt;To the moment I sleep&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there by your side&lt;br /&gt;Just you try and stop me&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting in line&lt;br /&gt;Just to see if you care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did she want me to change?&lt;br /&gt;But I change for good&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;But you always get your way&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you Shiver?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;So you know how much I need you&lt;br /&gt;But you never even see me, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my final chance of getting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On and on from the moment I wake&lt;br /&gt;Did she want me to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing it loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'll always be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's you I see, but you don't see me&lt;br /&gt;And it's you I hear, so loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;I sing it loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;And I'll always be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I look in your direction&lt;br /&gt;But you pay me no attention&lt;br /&gt;And you know how much I need you&lt;br /&gt;But you never even seen me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-117103357565711579?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/117103357565711579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=117103357565711579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/117103357565711579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/117103357565711579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/02/shiver.html' title='Shiver'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116866672289822987</id><published>2007-01-13T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T14:27:38.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am the genuine article! Cowar, as I bask in the sunlight!</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost Perfect- INFP&lt;br /&gt;46% Extraversion, 73% Intuition, 46% Thinking, 13% Judging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you want to make the world a better place? Too bad it's never gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;Of all the types, you have to be one of the hardest to find fault in. You have a selfless and caring nature. You're a good listener and someone who wants to avoid conflict. You genuinely desire to do good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, these all add up to an incredibly overpowered conscience which makes you feel guilty and responsible when anything goes wrong. Of course, it MUST be your fault EVERYTIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though you're constantly on a mission to find the truth, you have no use for hard facts and logic, which is a source of great confusion for those of us with brains. Despite this, in a losing argument, you're not above spouting off inaccurate fact after fact in an effort to protect your precious values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're most probably a perfectionist, which in this case, is a bad thing. Any group work is destined to fail because of your incredibly high standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disregard what I said before. You're just easy to find fault in as everyone else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, you're generally very hard on yourself, meaning I don't need to waste my precious time insulting you. Instead, just find all your own faults and insult yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to learn more about your personality type in a slightly less negative way, check out this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other personality types are as follows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loner - Introverted Sensing Feeling Perceiving &lt;br /&gt;Pushover - Introverted Sensing Feeling Judging &lt;br /&gt;Criminal - Introverted Sensing Thinking Perceiving &lt;br /&gt;Borefest - Introverted Sensing Thinking Judging &lt;br /&gt;Freak - Introverted iNtuitive Feeling Judging &lt;br /&gt;Loser - Introverted iNtuitive Thinking Perceiving &lt;br /&gt;Crackpot - Introverted iNtuitive Thinking Judging &lt;br /&gt;Clown - Extraverted Sensing Feeling Perceiving &lt;br /&gt;Sap - Extraverted Sensing Feeling Judging &lt;br /&gt;Commander - Extraverted Sensing Thinking Perceiving &lt;br /&gt;Do Gooder - Extraverted Sensing Thinking Judging &lt;br /&gt;Scumbag - Extraverted iNtuitive Feeling Perceiving &lt;br /&gt;Busybody - Extraverted iNtuitive Feeling Judging &lt;br /&gt;Prick - Extraverted iNtuitive Thinking Perceiving &lt;br /&gt;Dictator - Extraverted iNtuitive Thinking Judging &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You scored higher than 99% on Extraversion&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You scored higher than 99% on Intuition&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You scored higher than 99% on Thinking&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You scored higher than 99% on Judging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More about INFP:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an INFP, your primary mode of living is focused internally, where you deal with things according to how you feel about them, or how they fit into your personal value system. Your secondary mode is external, where you take things in primarily via your intuition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INFPs, more than other iNtuitive Feeling types, are focused on making the world a better place for people. Their primary goal is to find out their meaning in life. What is their purpose? How can they best serve humanity in their lives? They are idealists and perfectionists, who drive themselves hard in their quest for achieving the goals they have identified for themselves &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INFPs are highly intuitive about people. They rely heavily on their intuitions to guide them, and use their discoveries to constantly search for value in life. They are on a continuous mission to find the truth and meaning underlying things. Every encounter and every piece of knowledge gained gets sifted through the INFP's value system, and is evaluated to see if it has any potential to help the INFP define or refine their own path in life. The goal at the end of the path is always the same - the INFP is driven to help people and make the world a better place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally thoughtful and considerate, INFPs are good listeners and put people at ease. Although they may be reserved in expressing emotion, they have a very deep well of caring and are genuinely interested in understanding people. This sincerity is sensed by others, making the INFP a valued friend and confidante. An INFP can be quite warm with people he or she knows well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INFPs do not like conflict, and go to great lengths to avoid it. If they must face it, they will always approach it from the perspective of their feelings. In conflict situations, INFPs place little importance on who is right and who is wrong. They focus on the way that the conflict makes them feel, and indeed don't really care whether or not they're right. They don't want to feel badly. This trait sometimes makes them appear irrational and illogical in conflict situations. On the other hand, INFPs make very good mediators, and are typically good at solving other people's conflicts, because they intuitively understand people's perspectives and feelings, and genuinely want to help them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INFPs are flexible and laid-back, until one of their values is violated. In the face of their value system being threatened, INFPs can become aggressive defenders, fighting passionately for their cause. When an INFP has adopted a project or job which they're interested in, it usually becomes a "cause" for them. Although they are not detail-oriented individuals, they will cover every possible detail with determination and vigor when working for their "cause". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to the mundane details of life maintenance, INFPs are typically completely unaware of such things. They might go for long periods without noticing a stain on the carpet, but carefully and meticulously brush a speck of dust off of their project booklet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INFPs do not like to deal with hard facts and logic. Their focus on their feelings and the Human Condition makes it difficult for them to deal with impersonal judgment. They don't understand or believe in the validity of impersonal judgment, which makes them naturally rather ineffective at using it. Most INFPs will avoid impersonal analysis, although some have developed this ability and are able to be quite logical. Under stress, it's not uncommon for INFPs to mis-use hard logic in the heat of anger, throwing out fact after (often inaccurate) fact in an emotional outburst. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INFPs have very high standards and are perfectionists. Consequently, they are usually hard on themselves, and don't give themselves enough credit. INFPs may have problems working on a project in a group, because their standards are likely to be higher than other members' of the group. In group situations, they may have a "control" problem. The INFP needs to work on balancing their high ideals with the requirements of every day living. Without resolving this conflict, they will never be happy with themselves, and they may become confused and paralyzed about what to do with their lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INFPs are usually talented writers. They may be awkward and uncomfortable with expressing themselves verbally, but have a wonderful ability to define and express what they're feeling on paper. INFPs also appear frequently in social service professions, such as counselling or teaching. They are at their best in situations where they're working towards the public good, and in which they don't need to use hard logic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INFPs who function in their well-developed sides can accomplish great and wonderful things, which they will rarely give themselves credit for. Some of the great, humanistic catalysts in the world have been INFPs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jungian functional preference ordering: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominant: Introverted Feeling&lt;br /&gt;Auxiliary: Extraverted Intuition&lt;br /&gt;Tertiary: Introverted Sensing&lt;br /&gt;Inferior: Extraverted Thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you liked the test, send it to your friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Brutally Honest Personality Test&lt;br /&gt;http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=3076838567116464195&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116866672289822987?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116866672289822987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116866672289822987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116866672289822987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116866672289822987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-am-genuine-article-cowar-as-i-bask.html' title='I am the genuine article! Cowar, as I bask in the sunlight!'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116772307135192270</id><published>2007-01-02T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T15:31:11.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you try your best but you don’t succeed&lt;br /&gt;When you get what you want but not what you need &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;And the tears come streaming down your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you can’t replace&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone but it goes to waste&lt;br /&gt;Could it be worse&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;And high up above or down below&lt;br /&gt;When you’re too in love to let it go&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;Tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you cannot replace&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;And i…&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;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116772307135192270?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116772307135192270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116772307135192270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116772307135192270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116772307135192270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116623702636086909</id><published>2006-12-16T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T10:43:46.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Platoon 7, Gangstuh~"!!!</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back for the weekend and SCDF is an eye-opener, although it really isn't since I kinda knew what I was getting myself into. Gosh, PTP is a killer, yeah? Whoah, Terok! My arms are aching so much from all those push-ups and the PTIs are bloody ruthless. I swear some people there (I won't mention races =P) find it difficult to follow instructions and then everyone gets it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in allegiance with the notorious platoon no.7 of the happening Charlie Company. The worst bunch of the whole 102nd in-take. We're loud and mischievous, but we make up for it in earnest, team spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt a lot from just one week. I've never drunk so much water or eaten so frequently in my entire life. Yet, I'm not putting on that much weight. Three heavy meals, one snack and at least two water parades every day. My stomach is expanding against my liking, but it's for the better. Gotta prep-up for the IPPT and pass it with flying colours and secure myself an opportunity to engage with the ERS vocation. Something to drive me and look forward to, so my stay there would be far from futile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's 4 weeks of PTP (Physical Training Phase), 6 weeks of BRT (Basic Rescue Training) and 24 weeks of ERS vocation training (if possible). In that case, I'll be spending a total of 8.5 months at Jalan Bahar before I get posted somewhere near home to finally command a battalion of fire fighters and serve the nation. I pray I succeed, or else I'd be quite upset with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just FYI, I'll be out of camp and back home on Friday evenings and back in camp on Sunday evenings (provided I don't have to stay behind for guard duty).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can catch up with the good people this weekend before I go in for an even tougher week of PTP. My instructors have warned about the 2nd week being hell week. Damn it. Prepare my funeral service, thanks. HAHA! Just kidding. Brave the storm and emerge bed-ridden! Another joke. OK I stop here for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next, my good people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116623702636086909?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116623702636086909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116623702636086909' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116623702636086909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116623702636086909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/12/platoon-7-gangstuh.html' title='&quot;Platoon 7, Gangstuh~&quot;!!!'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116585602178779414</id><published>2006-12-11T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T00:53:41.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Say 'Goodbye'.</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my day with the guys. Brad, Marcus, Chris, Bob and Jeremy. Thanks for making it a memorable one. We'll hang out again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's BRT for me, eight hours from now. I'm anxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a feeling I can't seem to be able to express verbally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one thing bothers me. The fact that it's so uncertain. I don't even have the courage to express myself on this issue. I never thought I'd resort to deluding myself just to make myself forget that I hurt almost everyday. I feel like a sell-out. I feel so 'chicken'. I feel so helpless. I feel like I'm hiding from certain truths because, for once, I CAN'T DEAL WITH IT. Failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a disease. A curse. A phobia. How can I be afraid? I used to be so full of it. So able to take it. Now, I don't even dare think of it just because I know I can't take it. What's become of me? Change is good, but sometimes I don't know whether I like some of it. I wonder if you feel the same inside. It doesn't seem to affect you. And I think it's just fucked up that I have to go through this like a wounded animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fear of rejection plagues me like it has never before. My heart is just itching for a break. A break it'll never get. The pains it endures day in and day out are unbearable. You have a weapon of choice. One called 'Indifference'. It may be a defense but I assure you it is highly potent. Amidst all this, I finally plucked the courage to say what I've been wanting to say for the longest time. It's still no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will the dust settle? I know I'm asking for too much. Let me rant. I need to. I've hidden it all inside for too long. I know it's not practical. It's never practical. Sometimes I wonder if it's waiting for me to totally change so I can be good enough or whether it's waiting for when you have the patience. Maybe I'm the only one feeling this way and maybe all this ranting is for shit, but the truth is it's frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when will the dust fall? How are we so sure that it's gonna be two years from now? How would anyone know? How would anything happen if everyone just sits back to relax about it? Are we waiting for something to happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what I'm saying anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such a torture that I can't say all the things I really wanna say for fear of being 'politically incorrect'. For fear of being in breach of the 'peace treaty'. For fear of upsetting the peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fear of losing the one thing I treasure most. The one thing I can't have. The one thing I so dearly desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These feelings are stronger than any of you know. It's not funny anymore. I can't even express myself when I want to. Not because I lack the ability, but because I lack the opportunity (or the courage). I can't help but feel alone. I know I have good friends and family supporting me, but nobody knows how I really feel. Why is that? It's because nobody knows what I'm feeling. They may know, but they don't know how really painful it is because they're not me and they haven't been through the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to say.. just because I haven't been expressing myself. I decided it's time. Just before I go in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and good night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116585602178779414?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116585602178779414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116585602178779414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116585602178779414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116585602178779414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/12/time-to-say-goodbye.html' title='Time to Say &apos;Goodbye&apos;.'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116549244944526097</id><published>2006-12-07T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T19:54:09.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hide and Seek</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are we? What the hell is going on?&lt;br /&gt;The dust has only just begun to fall,&lt;br /&gt;Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Spin me round again and rub my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;This can't be happening.&lt;br /&gt;When busy streets a mess with people&lt;br /&gt;would stop to hold their heads heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide and seek.&lt;br /&gt;Trains and sewing machines.&lt;br /&gt;All those years they were here first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oily marks appear on walls&lt;br /&gt;Where pleasure moments hung before.&lt;br /&gt;The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this&lt;br /&gt;still life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide and seek.&lt;br /&gt;Trains and sewing machines. (Oh, you won't catch me around here)&lt;br /&gt;Blood and tears,&lt;br /&gt;They were here first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, what you say?&lt;br /&gt;Mm, that you only meant well? Well, of course you did.&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, what you say?&lt;br /&gt;Mm, that it's all for the best? Ah off course it is.&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, what you say?&lt;br /&gt;Mm, that it's just what we need? And you decided this.&lt;br /&gt;Mmm what you say?&lt;br /&gt;What did she say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs.&lt;br /&gt;Speak no feeling, no I don't believe you.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care a bit. You don't care a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs.&lt;br /&gt;Speak no feeling, no I don't believe you.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care a bit. You don't care a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't care a bit.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care a bit.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care a bit.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care a bit.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116549244944526097?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116549244944526097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116549244944526097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116549244944526097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116549244944526097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/12/hide-and-seek.html' title='Hide and Seek'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116536409819704404</id><published>2006-12-06T08:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T08:14:58.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Stop Believing</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a small town girl, livin' in a lonely world &lt;br /&gt;She took the midnight train goin' anywhere &lt;br /&gt;Just a city boy, born and raised in south Detroit &lt;br /&gt;He took the midnight train goin' anywhere &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A singer in a smokey room &lt;br /&gt;A smell of wine and cheap perfume &lt;br /&gt;For a smile they can share the night &lt;br /&gt;It goes on and on and on and on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard &lt;br /&gt;Their shadows searching in the night &lt;br /&gt;Streetlight people, living just to find emotion &lt;br /&gt;Hiding, somewhere in the night &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working hard to get my fill, &lt;br /&gt;everybody wants a thrill &lt;br /&gt;Payin' anything to roll the dice, &lt;br /&gt;just one more time &lt;br /&gt;Some will win, some will lose &lt;br /&gt;Some were born to sing the blues &lt;br /&gt;Oh, the movie never ends &lt;br /&gt;It goes on and on and on and on &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Don't stop believin' &lt;br /&gt;Hold on to the feelin' &lt;br /&gt;Streetlight people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116536409819704404?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116536409819704404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116536409819704404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116536409819704404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116536409819704404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/12/dont-stop-believing.html' title='Don&apos;t Stop Believing'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116488705120103345</id><published>2006-11-30T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T19:44:11.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I look just like Buddy Holly~</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with these homies, dissing my girl?&lt;br /&gt;Why do they gotta front?&lt;br /&gt;What did we ever do to these guys&lt;br /&gt;That made them so violent?&lt;br /&gt;Woo-hoo, but you know I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;Woo-hoo, and I know you're mine&lt;br /&gt;Woo-hoo, and that's for all time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo-ee-oo I look just like Buddy Holly&lt;br /&gt;Oh-oh, and you're Mary Tyler Moore&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what they say about us anyway&lt;br /&gt;I don't care bout that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever fear, I'm always near&lt;br /&gt;I know that you need help&lt;br /&gt;Your tongue is twisted, your eyes are slit&lt;br /&gt;You need a guardian&lt;br /&gt;Woo-hoo, and you know I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;Woo-hoo, and I know you're mine&lt;br /&gt;Woo-hoo, and that's for all time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo-ee-oo I look just like Buddy Holly&lt;br /&gt;Oh-oh, and you're Mary Tyler Moore&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what they say about us anyway&lt;br /&gt;I don't care bout that&lt;br /&gt;I don't care bout that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang, bang a knock on the door&lt;br /&gt;Another big bang and you're down on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Oh no! What do we do?&lt;br /&gt;Don't look now but I lost my shoe&lt;br /&gt;I can't run and I can't kick&lt;br /&gt;What's a matter babe are you feeling sick?&lt;br /&gt;what's a matter, what's a matter, what's a matter you?&lt;br /&gt;What's a matter babe, are you feeling blue? oh-oh!&lt;br /&gt;And that's for all time&lt;br /&gt;And that's for all time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo-ee-oo I look just like Buddy Holly&lt;br /&gt;Oh-oh, and you're Mary Tyler Moore&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what they say about us anyway&lt;br /&gt;I don't care bout that&lt;br /&gt;I don't care bout that&lt;br /&gt;I don't care bout that&lt;br /&gt;I don't care bout that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116488705120103345?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116488705120103345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116488705120103345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116488705120103345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116488705120103345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-look-just-like-buddy-holly.html' title='I look just like Buddy Holly~'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116474070093710745</id><published>2006-11-29T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T03:05:00.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Young</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby when I saw you turning at the end of the street&lt;br /&gt;I knew a time was gone and it took me like ages&lt;br /&gt;Just to understand that I was afraid to be a simple guy&lt;br /&gt;I tried my best to smile but deep inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;I felt it was shouting like a crowd dancing&lt;br /&gt;I guess I couldn't live without the things that made my life what it is&lt;br /&gt;Can't you hear it calling oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's dancin'&lt;br /&gt;Tonight everything is over&lt;br /&gt;I feel too young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't lie on my bed without thinking I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;But when this feeling calls this world becomes another&lt;br /&gt;Nighttime won't hold me in your arms again&lt;br /&gt;I got a very good friend who says he can't believe the love I give&lt;br /&gt;Is not enough to end your fears&lt;br /&gt;I guess I couldn't live without the things that made my life what it is&lt;br /&gt;Can't you hear it calling oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's shakin' oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Tonight everything is over&lt;br /&gt;I feel too young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh rainfalls and hard times coming they won't leave me tonight&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew what I was doing&lt;br /&gt;Just do let this spirit survive&lt;br /&gt;Can't you hear me calling oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;I guess I couldn't live without the things that made my life what it is&lt;br /&gt;Can't you hear me calling oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's dancing oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Tonight everything is over&lt;br /&gt;I feel too young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116474070093710745?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116474070093710745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116474070093710745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116474070093710745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116474070093710745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/11/too-young.html' title='Too Young'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116465913821126099</id><published>2006-11-28T04:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T04:27:55.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeff Buckley kills...</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking out the door I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners&lt;br /&gt;Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water &lt;br /&gt;And maybe I'm too young to keep good love from going wrong &lt;br /&gt;But tonight you're on my mind so you never know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it &lt;br /&gt;Where are you tonight, child you know how much I need it &lt;br /&gt;Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a man gets carried away, when he feels like he should be having his fun &lt;br /&gt;And much too blind to see the damage he's done &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a man must awake to find that really, he has no-one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll wait for you... and I'll burn &lt;br /&gt;Will I ever see your sweet return &lt;br /&gt;Oh will I ever learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lover, you should've come over &lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's not too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely is the room, the bed is made, the open window lets the rain in &lt;br /&gt;Burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him &lt;br /&gt;My body turns and yearns for a sleep that will never come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder &lt;br /&gt;It's never over, all my riches for her smiles when I slept so soft against her &lt;br /&gt;It's never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter &lt;br /&gt;It's never over, she's the tear that hangs inside my soul forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe I'm just too young &lt;br /&gt;To keep good love from going wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... lover, you should've come over &lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's not too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I feel too young to hold on &lt;br /&gt;And I'm much too old to break free and run &lt;br /&gt;Too deaf, dumb, and blind to see the damage I've done&lt;br /&gt;Sweet lover, you should've come over &lt;br /&gt;Oh, love well I'm waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lover, you should've come over&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's not too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116465913821126099?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116465913821126099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116465913821126099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116465913821126099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116465913821126099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/11/jeff-buckley-kills.html' title='Jeff Buckley kills...'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116462519178049125</id><published>2006-11-27T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T18:59:51.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Moon</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw it written and I saw it say&lt;br /&gt;Pink moon is on its way&lt;br /&gt;And none of you stand so tall&lt;br /&gt;Pink moon gonna get you all&lt;br /&gt;It's a pink moon&lt;br /&gt;It's a pink, pink, pink, pink, pink moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depressed, arty poets are geniuses! Too bad they always die young... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to Nicholas Rodney Drake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116462519178049125?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116462519178049125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116462519178049125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116462519178049125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116462519178049125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/11/pink-moon.html' title='Pink Moon'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116452391600504143</id><published>2006-11-26T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T14:51:56.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And so it begins...</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fei and Crue demand an update. I shall bore the good people with a rant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sitting here thinking of what to write. As I do that, I am trekking through my previous thoughts and would like to establish that I awoke at 11 this morning, played along to 'River Man' on Trusty Rusty, moved on to the piano outside and then had day-old mee soto for breakfast. Mentioning coffee, to go along with it, would be understating the inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the Civil Defence Force for me in about two weeks and I have plans. Big plans for world-dominance. By side-tracking, I was thinking of possible reasons for the system enrolling me to a force that caters mostly to gangsters and delinquents. I know I've been referred to as a delinquent many times *think Derek Tan*, but I never took that seriously nor did I ever welcome the notion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the thought of being a gangster, I was fantasizing about being a schizophrenic with a split-personality and by night, I'm some big-time mob-boss. That would explain why I'm being thrown in with the whole lot, yeah? My presence would be highly anticipated either because they want my head for various, unknown reasons or they just wanna make merry. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Back on schedule. Big plans. Yes, big plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Prepare physically and mentally for BRT that starts on the 12th of December.&lt;br /&gt;2) Brave the storm and emerge an ERS (Escape &amp; Rescue Specialist) ranking as Sergeant to command a troop and earn about a          &lt;br /&gt;    thousand per month.&lt;br /&gt;3) Save that money to fund the renovation of my bedroom to turn it into my own personal recording station for future use.&lt;br /&gt;4) Learn how to use 'Garage Band' and the other accessories on my 'Mac mini' to become tech-savvy, at least, in my own&lt;br /&gt;    room.&lt;br /&gt;5) Purchase a number of accessories and add-ons like the BR-1600CD Digital Studio (by Roland), A keyboard, Jam-packs&lt;br /&gt;    (by Garage Band), a Midi interface, other miscellaneous electronics and maybe even a GT-8 Effects Panel (by Roland).&lt;br /&gt;6) Send guitars and bass for general servicing.&lt;br /&gt;7) Private lessons from Timothy O'Dwyer - Orchestrating/arranging skills + alto saxophone.&lt;br /&gt;8) Private vocal lessons from Amanda Colliver?&lt;br /&gt;9) Additional private guitar, bass and drum lessons to complete the whole image of 'Musically-inclined Superman'.&lt;br /&gt;10) Get my long-awaited license to drive.&lt;br /&gt;11) Load up on Music.&lt;br /&gt;12) Prepare material, in the mean time, to use when auditioning or while undertaking Degree in Composition on the new&lt;br /&gt;      Lasalle-SIA campus, which will take place only after passing out from the Civil Defence Force by the end of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;13) Work continuously on side-line projects such as the 'Lovely Bunch of Coconuts', the 'Neo-acoustic Trio' and possibly&lt;br /&gt;      'Mistaken Identity' (if they'd consider taking me in as one of the crew to arrange/orchestrate their music).&lt;br /&gt;14) Eventually, create the 'Super Band' fit for the 'Musically-inclined Superman'.&lt;br /&gt;15) Find work to sustain me further after National Service.&lt;br /&gt;16) Prepare for the biggest graduation show ever in the history of the Lasalle-SIA (Music Faculty).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now but basically, my aims are to better myself totally and make full, good use of these next few years instead of being stagnant. My music and my future have got to be top-priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If any of you need help with arranging/orchestrating music for ensembles/groups, or know of people who are in need of expertise in that area, do not hesitate to drop me a line. I will be more than glad to help and practice my talent. I'm also interested in composing for various musical/movie soundtracks and pop/sub-pop acts. Thank you. My contact is 90185506 - Nicholas J. Olsen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116452391600504143?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116452391600504143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116452391600504143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116452391600504143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116452391600504143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/11/and-so-it-begins.html' title='And so it begins...'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116437153398423002</id><published>2006-11-24T20:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T20:32:14.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>River Man</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betty came by on her way&lt;br /&gt;Said she had a word to say&lt;br /&gt;About things today&lt;br /&gt;And fallen leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said she hadn't heard the news&lt;br /&gt;Hadn't had the time to choose&lt;br /&gt;A way to lose&lt;br /&gt;But she believes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to see the river man&lt;br /&gt;Going to tell him all I can&lt;br /&gt;About the plan&lt;br /&gt;For lilac time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he tells me all he knows&lt;br /&gt;About the way his river flows&lt;br /&gt;And all night shows&lt;br /&gt;In summertime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betty said she prayed today&lt;br /&gt;For the sky to blow away&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe stay&lt;br /&gt;She wasn't sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For when she thought of summer rain&lt;br /&gt;Calling for her mind again&lt;br /&gt;She lost the pain&lt;br /&gt;And stayed for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to see the river man&lt;br /&gt;Going to tell him all I can&lt;br /&gt;About the ban&lt;br /&gt;On feeling free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he tells me all he knows&lt;br /&gt;About the way his river flows&lt;br /&gt;I don't suppose&lt;br /&gt;It's meant for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how they come and go&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how they come and go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116437153398423002?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116437153398423002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116437153398423002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116437153398423002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116437153398423002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/11/river-man_24.html' title='River Man'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116380558119569922</id><published>2006-11-18T07:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T07:19:41.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Deceitful' by Nicholas J. Olsen</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We share a love&lt;br /&gt;It was said we would be going farther&lt;br /&gt;Tell me again and again&lt;br /&gt;There isn't any other&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you want me to stay&lt;br /&gt;Join in the fun and laughter&lt;br /&gt;My heart is beating so quick&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn't any faster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you are&lt;br /&gt;And when I get to know you better&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you smile&lt;br /&gt;And we don't wanna let it falter&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you move&lt;br /&gt;We'll dance all night and when it's over&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you kiss&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I love the way you kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you kiss&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you're not there&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you move&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you kiss&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you're not there&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you move&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you're just an illusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116380558119569922?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116380558119569922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116380558119569922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116380558119569922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116380558119569922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/11/deceitful-by-nicholas-j-olsen.html' title='&apos;Deceitful&apos; by Nicholas J. Olsen'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116371048005903677</id><published>2006-11-17T04:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T04:54:40.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Ever After' by Nicholas J. Olsen</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A million years away, I'd like to be the one to embrace her&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, so sweet!" &lt;br /&gt;Around me, are the people that remind me of a time I was so happy&lt;br /&gt;Now, I've got to be content with being sappy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling down for far too long&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what I'm doing wrong&lt;br /&gt;We always sing the same old song&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what we're doing wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Discontent! Hello!"&lt;br /&gt;I greet you to a lifetime that will bind me to a sadness never longed for&lt;br /&gt;What I want is not exactly what I'm getting&lt;br /&gt;What I've got is not a simple understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116371048005903677?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116371048005903677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116371048005903677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116371048005903677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116371048005903677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/11/ever-after-by-nicholas-j-olsen.html' title='&apos;Ever After&apos; by Nicholas J. Olsen'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116367378440934036</id><published>2006-11-16T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T18:43:04.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Dreaming of You' by Nicholas J. Olsen</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepless&lt;br /&gt;I am sleepless without you&lt;br /&gt;Hopeless&lt;br /&gt;Hey, just what am I to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speechless&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;Lovely&lt;br /&gt;How much more of you to take?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dreaming of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moonlight shimmers down and through my window&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me&lt;br /&gt;I remember I was broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dreaming of you&lt;br /&gt;Are you dreaming of me?&lt;br /&gt;I am dreaming of you&lt;br /&gt;Baby, can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116367378440934036?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116367378440934036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116367378440934036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116367378440934036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116367378440934036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/11/dreaming-of-you-by-nicholas-j-olsen.html' title='&apos;Dreaming of You&apos; by Nicholas J. Olsen'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116352416242334977</id><published>2006-11-15T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:09:22.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Celebration of the Occasion</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What moonsongs&lt;br /&gt;Do you sing your babies?&lt;br /&gt;What sunshine do you bring? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who belongs&lt;br /&gt;Who decides who's crazy&lt;br /&gt;Who rights wrongs where others cling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing for you&lt;br /&gt;If you want me to&lt;br /&gt;I'll give to you&lt;br /&gt;And it's a chance I'll have to take&lt;br /&gt;And it's a chance I'll have to break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go along&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm lazy&lt;br /&gt;I go along to be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those moonsongs&lt;br /&gt;That you sing your babies&lt;br /&gt;Will be the songs to see you through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll hear your song&lt;br /&gt;If you want me to&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing along&lt;br /&gt;And it's a chance I'll have to take&lt;br /&gt;And it's a chance I'll have to break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;So in love&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;With you&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;So in love&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116352416242334977?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116352416242334977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116352416242334977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116352416242334977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116352416242334977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/11/in-celebration-of-occasion.html' title='In Celebration of the Occasion'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116344114574106606</id><published>2006-11-14T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:09:15.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Insomnia' by Nicholas J. Olsen</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you are in my arms tonight&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, you are in my arms&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, we have got to try to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;And you know we should be counting sheep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling once and calling twice&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear God, make it right&lt;br /&gt;Is it wrong to be right?&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna feel alright&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me once and kiss me twice&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear God, what is right?&lt;br /&gt;What is right? What is right?&lt;br /&gt;I feel alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you are in my arms tonight&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams, you are in my arms&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, we have got to try to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;And you know we should be counting sheep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead, I'm thinkin' deep&lt;br /&gt;Do you know I'm about to weep?&lt;br /&gt;Someone else should take my seat&lt;br /&gt;'Cos it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel alright&lt;br /&gt;I'm feelin' right&lt;br /&gt;I feel alright&lt;br /&gt;I'm feelin' right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116344114574106606?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116344114574106606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116344114574106606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116344114574106606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116344114574106606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/11/insomnia-by-nicholas-j-olsen.html' title='&apos;Insomnia&apos; by Nicholas J. Olsen'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116336133714179753</id><published>2006-11-13T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T03:55:37.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Change' by Nicholas J. Olsen</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I'm just lazy and I'm crazy for you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm unsteady and I'm not ready for it&lt;br /&gt;Baby's acting shady&lt;br /&gt;And I try to be a lover&lt;br /&gt;Not a hater; not a sinner&lt;br /&gt;I'd forgotten I was open to the changes I had spoken so much of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never been torn in my life before&lt;br /&gt;See it come and see it go&lt;br /&gt;We know that if change is what you feel is right, I'll show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wo-oh wo-oh, I am feelin' it tonight&lt;br /&gt;You know I won't go, oh&lt;br /&gt;I try and I try to be what you feel is right&lt;br /&gt;I know it don't show, oh&lt;br /&gt;This love is real&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it strong tonight&lt;br /&gt;It seems that you don't know&lt;br /&gt;I try and I try to be what you feel is right&lt;br /&gt;You know I won't go, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116336133714179753?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116336133714179753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116336133714179753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116336133714179753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116336133714179753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/11/change-by-nicholas-j-olsen.html' title='&apos;Change&apos; by Nicholas J. Olsen'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116318170141009451</id><published>2006-11-11T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T02:01:41.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Should Be...</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I graduated from Lasalle-SIA College of the Arts today. I got a band together to play my original music to be showcased and  graded by a panel of examiners that consisted of Lindsay, Mona and a guest veteran who goes by the initials, J.S. apparently. All three of them had very nice things to say about my work efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay stressed that it was an excellent show and that it was very heartfelt. Mona added that I've come a very long way and that I've shown great potential for future events. J.S. was very impressed by my ability to cover a lot of different genres altogether, and also fuse them together in certain pieces. Lots more were said, but the bottom line was that everyone enjoyed it very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be no more school for the next 2 years as I have to enter into the Singapore Civil Defence Force as service to my country. I plan to continue with a degree in the same course at Lasalle-SIA when I'm finally done with National Service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks a new beginning for me and I'm glad I don't have to put up with any more trouble that I've endured during this last semester and yet, I feel lost. Somehow, it's not as bright and sunny as it's supposed to seem. I still feel empty. Something is missing and I know what it is. My elation is stifled because of this and I don't feel too good. Uncertainty, is filling my mind with questions. Is it foolish to entertain? Is it selfish to guard? Is it wrong to want? Is it right to discard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116318170141009451?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116318170141009451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116318170141009451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116318170141009451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116318170141009451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-should-be.html' title='You Should Be...'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116302499890991017</id><published>2006-11-09T06:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T06:29:58.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheesy Chicago</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you leave me now, you'll take away the biggest part of me&lt;br /&gt;No baby please don't go&lt;br /&gt;If you leave me now, you'll take away the very heart of me&lt;br /&gt;No baby please don't go&lt;br /&gt;Oh girl, I just want you to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love like ours is love that's hard to find&lt;br /&gt;How could we let it slip away&lt;br /&gt;We've come too far to leave it all behind&lt;br /&gt;How could we end it all this way&lt;br /&gt;When tomorrow comes we'll both regret&lt;br /&gt;Things we said today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love like ours is love that's hard to find&lt;br /&gt;How could we let it slip away&lt;br /&gt;We've come too far to leave it all behind&lt;br /&gt;How could we end it all this way&lt;br /&gt;When tomorrow comes we'll both regret&lt;br /&gt;Things we said today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you leave me now, you'll take away the biggest part of me&lt;br /&gt;No baby please don't go&lt;br /&gt;Oh girl, just got to have you by my side&lt;br /&gt;No baby, please don't go&lt;br /&gt;Oh mama, I just got to have your lovin, yeah&lt;br /&gt;We've come too far to leave it all behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116302499890991017?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116302499890991017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116302499890991017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116302499890991017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116302499890991017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/11/cheesy-chicago.html' title='Cheesy Chicago'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116284316053852772</id><published>2006-11-07T03:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T04:05:11.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have the right to feel, think &amp; express.</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Aubrey was her name,&lt;br /&gt;A not so very ordinary girl or name.&lt;br /&gt;But who's to blame?&lt;br /&gt;For a love that wouldn't bloom&lt;br /&gt;For the hearts that never played in tune.&lt;br /&gt;Like a lovely melody that everyone can sing,&lt;br /&gt;Take away the words that rhyme it doesn't mean a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Aubrey was her name.&lt;br /&gt;We tripped the light and danced together to the moon,&lt;br /&gt;But where was June.&lt;br /&gt;No it never came around.&lt;br /&gt;If it did it never made a sound,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was absent or was listening to fast,&lt;br /&gt;Catching all the words, but then the meaning going past,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God I miss the girl,&lt;br /&gt;And I'd go a thousand times around the world just to be&lt;br /&gt;Closer to her than to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Aubrey was her name,&lt;br /&gt;I never knew her, but I loved her just the same,&lt;br /&gt;I loved her name.&lt;br /&gt;Wish that I had found the way&lt;br /&gt;And the reasons that would make her stay.&lt;br /&gt;I have learned to lead a life apart from all the rest.&lt;br /&gt;If I can't have the one I want, I'll do without the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how I miss the girl&lt;br /&gt;And I'd go a million times around the world just to say&lt;br /&gt;She had been mine for a day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116284316053852772?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116284316053852772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116284316053852772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116284316053852772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116284316053852772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-have-right-to-feel-think-express.html' title='I have the right to feel, think &amp; express.'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116260655903454549</id><published>2006-11-04T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T10:32:20.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I Saw You Standing There~~~</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You saw me. I know you saw me standing right there, in front of you, trying to greet you. What do you do? You turn your cheek. What do I do? I laugh. I'm tickled. Did you turn your cheek so I can slap it? But enough of jokes for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I was with you, you were apologizing to me for God knows what, now! You love me as a friend? Yes, that's right, Mr. Flaky. You. Is this how you treat a friend that you love? I mean, come on, I'm only taking your word for it. What ever happened to that little thing called 'honour'? What about 'dignity'? What about plain stick to what you friggin' say, man??? If you can't keep up to it then don't say it, man. Oh yes, now. Go ahead and blame it on the alcohol. Blame it on everyone but yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know? I've actually seen that look on your face before. T'was a long time ago - the very reason you were apologizing your sorry self to me for. I said this once before and I'll say it again. Nothing has/had ever come in between the two of us. Come on, you know what I'm talking about. I couldn't even accept your apology because there was no need for an apology in the first place. I never held anything against you, whilst you held some against me. I never went to you for an explanation. I didn't need one. Friends shouldn't need to explain themselves. You know what I mean, homie? Love is unconditional, yo? Oh yeah, it's also about acceptance! A great person told me that once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the things that have happened, not once did I turn my cheek away from you. Are you trying to prove a point? Like if you turn your cheek away from me, I will blog about it here? If yes, then well... THE PRICE IS RIGHT, MY FRIEND!!! *Bells ringing* Come on down! You have earned a place on the hot seat! AH CHA CHA CHA CHA CHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for all the times I helped you out, I get this from you. Not once but twice. Apologies in between, as well. And guess what? I never even asked for favours back... shhhh... I won't tell if you won't, yah? I wonder if, one day, you might come and say, "Hey dude, I'm sorry for BLAH BLAH BLAH". You know? I'll probably still go like, "Yeah man, it's no problem". I go soft like that, but you know what? What I'd really like to say is, "your apologies are becoming meaningless and they make the friendship all the more questionable, so why bother"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me, also, to finally touch on what I think of your tactical methods to ignore me. To be honest, not so good la. One moment, you're all smiley-faced and then you curl up like a sulky spider when you see my face (strike one). I come up to greet you, despite my keen awareness of your ignoring me, you look at me and then you turn away with disgust (strike two). That's... oh so manly of you, really. It's like you're some kind of specimen on the discovery channel and everyone else is observing how you unleash your defense-mechanisms on your enemies. Then, I let it go and carry on my own business. You, then, proceed to sneak peaks at me while you THINK I'm not looking from the corner of my eye. And then, BAM! Strike three - you're out, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this tell me? You're the only one who is getting affected by this whole fiasco. You waste so much energy on trying to ignore me. You harbour so much hatred inside your heart. Why? In the end, you're only gonna hurt yourself and nobody else. I still can't bring myself to harbour hate for you, nor anyone for that matter. It might comfort you to know that that night, I went home and I prayed for you to be liberated from your hatred. Peace, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've come to accept the fact that people talk about me, feel intimidated by me, question my twist in accents, hate the way I walk, diss the way my posture fits and my taste in labels. But you know what? It's fine by me, because I'm not the one with the issues here." - Juliana Ong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, that's a very gutsy thing to write about on your friendster profile, dudette! My hat is off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116260655903454549?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116260655903454549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116260655903454549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116260655903454549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116260655903454549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/11/and-i-saw-you-standing-there.html' title='And I Saw You Standing There~~~'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116253258230542898</id><published>2006-11-03T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T13:43:02.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Well</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you've been gone I've been lonely&lt;br /&gt;Longing to be with you only&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there's still is a way I can find you and say&lt;br /&gt;Just how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that's it's over&lt;br /&gt;Wish somehow I could have showed her&lt;br /&gt;All that was inside of my heart 'stead of playing the games&lt;br /&gt;You might have stayed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny just the other night I was thinking&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you ever think about me&lt;br /&gt;I call you on the phone, there's no answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Well, there's still tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Oh Well, I'll try again&lt;br /&gt;Oh Well, maybe just maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you've been gone I've been lonely&lt;br /&gt;Longing to be with you only&lt;br /&gt;If there's a way I could beg you to stay would you please&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking maybe I could come over&lt;br /&gt;Hoping we could finally work this out&lt;br /&gt;Even if tonight we don't find an answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Well, there's still tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Oh Well, I'll try again&lt;br /&gt;Oh Well, maybe just maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had another chance&lt;br /&gt;We would stand hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;You'll be my girl and I'll be your man&lt;br /&gt;Oh Well, maybe just maybe we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still call you on the phone still no answer&lt;br /&gt;Maybe later on I'll try one more time&lt;br /&gt;Or am I just a fool to keep trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Well, there's still tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Oh Well, a fool's what I am&lt;br /&gt;Oh Well, maybe just maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Well, there's still tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Oh Well, I'll try again&lt;br /&gt;Oh Well, maybe just maybe&lt;br /&gt;See if I got down on my knees and gave you every little part of&lt;br /&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Well, there's still tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Oh Well, I'll try again&lt;br /&gt;Oh Well, maybe just maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you've been gone I've been lonely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116253258230542898?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116253258230542898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116253258230542898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116253258230542898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116253258230542898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-well.html' title='Oh Well'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116112561205187633</id><published>2006-10-18T05:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T07:12:13.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking for a favourite 'testimonial' that was submitted for me, by a friend, on 'Friendster'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case some of you 'imaginary' readers might not know, 'Friendster' was created as a means of connecting with people, whom you are acquainted with, freely via the internet (provided that they, as well, do subscribe to it). Friends can write and submit you 'testimonials' as proof of your genuineness and also, done simply as a favour, to beautify your 'profile' on your respectful page so you'd appear alluring and attract as many new 'friends' as you possibly can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my astonishment, I had noticed that I am currently unable to access my recently-deemed favourite 'testimonial' along with a few others as well. It seems almost as if these have been quietly lifted off my 'profile' or have simply disappeared miraculously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, this had led me to browse through the 'testimonials' that I had previously received over the past three years or so. I started from the top down, breezing through any significant piece of writing between August of 2003 and now. That is October of 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never smiled to myself so much in the past six months. I even laughed a little at the humour of some. The feeling was heart-warming. Those moments will always be precious to me, and I would not have traded them for the world. For good or bad, they brought lessons to be learnt. Moments to be cherished. And hearts to be embraced. How many of us have the courage or the strength to admit that, even to ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many had caught my attention, but not all as well as this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted 3/4/2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful,you're beautiful,as beautiful&lt;br /&gt;as the sun.Wonderful,you're wonderful,as&lt;br /&gt;wonderful as they come.And i can't help&lt;br /&gt;but feel attached to the feelings i&lt;br /&gt;can't even match.With my face pressed up&lt;br /&gt;to the glass,wanting you.Beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;you're beautiful,as beautiful as the&lt;br /&gt;sky.Wonderful,it's wonderful to know&lt;br /&gt;that you're just like I.And i'm sure you&lt;br /&gt;know me well,as i'm sure you don't but&lt;br /&gt;you just can't tell,who you'll you love&lt;br /&gt;and who you won't.And i love you,as you&lt;br /&gt;love me.So let the clouds roll by your&lt;br /&gt;face,we'll let the world spin on to&lt;br /&gt;another place.We'll climb the tallest&lt;br /&gt;tree above it all to look down on you&lt;br /&gt;and me and them.And i'm sure you know me&lt;br /&gt;well,as i'm sure you don't but you just&lt;br /&gt;can't tell,who you'll love and who you&lt;br /&gt;won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not edit this one, so as to keep it's authenticity intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I really beautiful? I believe I am, but do you really? It hurts me so, to know that I am no longer anywhere near beautiful in your eyes. Could it be? That you had been so blind to not realize that I was, in fact, 'hideous' from the very beginning? So much that you would take back all you have said in your past? Do you feel that a part of you had died because you discovered that I was, indeed, 'ugly'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not changed my perception of you, despite of all this. And I never will. You will remain beautiful in my eyes, as you are in God's. Do not doubt my sincerity. Do not doubt my passion. Will I wait a lonely lifetime? If you want me to, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116112561205187633?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116112561205187633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116112561205187633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116112561205187633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116112561205187633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/10/beautiful.html' title='Beautiful'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116102786841187731</id><published>2006-10-17T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T07:30:33.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ridiculously Hilarious</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard from a friend, who heard from a friend, that Nicholas John Olsen has been 'leading an army' against Sara Wei Ruyu and Lee Kokliang. This is a complete and utter absurdity. It's madness! Nicholas John Olsen has no means for conjuring up such an apparent monstrosity, nor has he a reason to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What good might it do him if he is supposed to be leaving in December? Why would he even think to do such a thing to a precious loved one? I'd say that the lies that people have been believing, have had a significant impact on their wild imaginations. The false information that they've been fed has made people fearful. Fearful of what might come next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Perhaps," they might say, "perhaps Nicholas John Olsen is coming for us! For we know his deepest, darkest sins!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nay," an elder reasons in disbelief, "It can't be so... could it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alas," someone shouts from the back, "he'll be comin' along with his demolition army too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aye! That must be it," they all exclaim, "We'd best get to our positions and defend ourselves against the attack!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What rubbish! Nicholas John Olsen is not leading an army against Sara Wei Ruyu and Lee Kokliang. Could it be that some people might like to believe that this is true, because they've got nothing else better to do with their lives? Are people just, generally, sadistic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it all a break once and for all. Nicholas John Olsen does not deserve to endure all this incessant, theatrical bullshit. He has not done anything to provoke any of these people, yet they continue to persecute him. And for what, really? Nothing. They know not what they do, yet he merely sits here and he takes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open up your eyes and come to terms with the fact that they're only discontent with themselves. Just waiting to blame the next person they can pin everything on. Amidst all this happening, Nicholas John Olsen maintains an understanding for these people that persecute him. He even forgives them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a creepy, evil laughter echoes down the hallway for added effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116102786841187731?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116102786841187731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116102786841187731' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116102786841187731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116102786841187731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/10/ridiculously-hilarious.html' title='Ridiculously Hilarious'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116038964005432999</id><published>2006-10-09T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T22:55:28.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indifference</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel disgusted. You don't wanna see me. You don't wanna acknowledge me. You wanna pretend I'm not here. Is that even supposed to affect me? What bloody difference does it make? It was all the same before. As if this changes anything that's been happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel any different. Do you? I shouldn't suppose so. This whole thing has been so unbelievably redundant. You really must be confusing yourself. The act of condemnation is for those who feel inadequate, so please don't do it unnecessarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116038964005432999?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116038964005432999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116038964005432999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116038964005432999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116038964005432999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/10/indifference.html' title='Indifference'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-116012349566214230</id><published>2006-10-06T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T16:31:35.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen to Rastaman</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In high seas or-a low seas,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be your friend;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be your friend.&lt;br /&gt;In-a high tide or-a low tide,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be by your side;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be by your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard her praying - praying - praying&lt;br /&gt;I said, I heard my mother;&lt;br /&gt;She was praying&lt;br /&gt;And the words that she said,&lt;br /&gt;They still-a lingers in my head.&lt;br /&gt;She said, "A child is born in this world,&lt;br /&gt;He needs protection.&lt;br /&gt;God, guide and protect us.&lt;br /&gt;When we're wrong, please correct us,&lt;br /&gt;And stand by me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High seas or-a low seas,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be your friend;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "I'm gonna be your friend."&lt;br /&gt;And, baby, high tide or low tide,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be by your side;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be by your side.&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;I said, I heard my mother;&lt;br /&gt;She was cryin'&lt;br /&gt;And the tears that she shed,&lt;br /&gt;They still lingers in my head.&lt;br /&gt;She said, "A child is born in this world,&lt;br /&gt;He needs protection.&lt;br /&gt;God, guide and protect us.&lt;br /&gt;When we're wrong correct us."&lt;br /&gt;And in high seas or low seas,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be your friend;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be your friend.&lt;br /&gt;Said, "High tide or low tide,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be by your side;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-116012349566214230?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/116012349566214230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=116012349566214230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116012349566214230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/116012349566214230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/10/listen-to-rastaman.html' title='Listen to Rastaman'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-115970218550015736</id><published>2006-10-01T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T06:06:45.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Your Benefit</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe what I'm hearing. What I've been hearing. What I might be hearing again and again. Just over about 2 months ago, I put myself through an ordeal that set me on the track for a complete revelation in my life. I settled whatever problems some people might have had with me. Whether or not they really did have problems with me, I didn't really care. All I wanted to do was be rid of the complications and get on with my life that had already been crushed enough by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I'm concerned, my dear friends, I've done MY part. I've dealt with my end of the bargain. Have you done the same? Or do you just have too much pride and self-righteousness clouding your minds in judgment? I've already said, "I forgive you. I hope you can forgive me'. Some have pretentiously accepted. Some have blatantly denied me redemption. If you really are my friend, you'd rejoice in my turning over a new leaf. Who do you think you are? God the Almighty? Oh I know what you're gonna say, "No. I would never be like you and say such a blasphemous thing such as that". Let me re-educate you, you ignorant prick. God the Almighty isn't gonna offer you even the luxury of redemption for being the self-righteous worm that you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much audacity you have to come and tell me not to be a stranger. All of you. You do whatever the hell you want and it's ok. So I take my leave to heal and I'm a stranger? What the hell are you then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With regards to you, Mr. Flaky, I have had no problems with you. Why are you apologizing to me only under the influence of alcohol? Are you feeling guilty? Are you wetting your pajamas? I have nothing to do with the rubbish you hear at school. Why are you getting affected if you in fact are not a culprit then? You say, "I value our friendship much more than any of it. I love you as my friend". Please read above. Your name is Mr. Flaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And YOU. My dearly beloved you. Nobody knows you better than I do. Nobody knows me better than you do. At least I think you do. After all that, you choose to listen to an idiot that you can't even stand enough to work with. And in your defense, you poison the minds of others. How insecure are you? If you have some kind of a problem with me, then why don't you just come up to me and say it? Why do you hide under the protection of the minds that you have poisoned? Do you think I'm some kind of a dumb ass? Oh please, give me a break. None of you could ever match up to my intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sorry for you. How many times do I have to tell you what's good for you? You never listen. You never WANT to. What goes on in your head? Sometimes I don't know because you can't even express yourself. Who are you trying to delude besides yourself? You've already admitted to me that you were in denial all this while. It's time you admitted it to YOURSELF. Oh sorry, I forgot you're too busy sipping on the high-life and sucking face with Mr. Hamburger Head. You've lost it so much that a non-musician knows more than you about Miles Davis and John Coltrane. You have got to be kidding me. What a confirmation of all the bullshit you've been throwing at me. I'm through. Put the pieces together. Maybe you'd find some enlightenment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This entry is dedicated to the bestest best friends ever. Some of whom may not have been mentioned here, but they deserve credit all the same. Please feel free to leave your comments here because it'll be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-115970218550015736?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/115970218550015736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=115970218550015736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115970218550015736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115970218550015736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/10/for-your-benefit.html' title='For Your Benefit'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-115949378038471037</id><published>2006-09-29T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T09:36:20.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk Away</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, here comes that sun again.&lt;br /&gt;And that means another day without you my friend.&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts me to look into the mirror at myself.&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts even more to have to be with somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's so hard to do and so easy to say.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes - sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;you just have to walk away - walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With so many people to love in my life, why do I worry about one?&lt;br /&gt;But you put the happy in my ness, you put the good times into my fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's so hard to do and so easy to say.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes - sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;you just have to walk away - walk away and head for the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've tried the goodbye so many days.&lt;br /&gt;We walk in the same direction so that we could never stray.&lt;br /&gt;They say if you love somebody than you have got to set them free,&lt;br /&gt;but I would rather be locked to you than live in this pain and misery.&lt;br /&gt;They say time will make all this go away,&lt;br /&gt;but it's time that has taken my tomorrows and turned them into yesterdays.&lt;br /&gt;And once again that rising sun is droppin' on down&lt;br /&gt;And once again, you my friend, are nowhere to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's so hard to do and so easy to say.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, sometimes you just have to walk away, walk away and head for the door.&lt;br /&gt;You just walk away - walk away - walk away.&lt;br /&gt;You just walk away, walk on, turn and head for the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-115949378038471037?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/115949378038471037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=115949378038471037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115949378038471037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115949378038471037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/09/walk-away.html' title='Walk Away'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-115941460179278971</id><published>2006-09-28T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T11:46:03.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Happy In The Sun</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you may not want to see me&lt;br /&gt;On your way down from the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Would you hear me if I told you&lt;br /&gt;That my heart is with you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's only happy in the sun&lt;br /&gt;She's only happy in the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you find what you were after?&lt;br /&gt;The pain and the laughter brought you to your knees&lt;br /&gt;But if the sun sets you free, sets you free&lt;br /&gt;You'll be free indeed, Indeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's only happy in the sun&lt;br /&gt;She's only happy in the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I hear you laughing, I hear you laughing&lt;br /&gt;It makes me cry&lt;br /&gt;Like the story of life, of your life&lt;br /&gt;Is hello, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's only happy in the sun&lt;br /&gt;She's only happy in the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-115941460179278971?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/115941460179278971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=115941460179278971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115941460179278971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115941460179278971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/09/only-happy-in-sun_28.html' title='Only Happy In The Sun'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-115932313316922617</id><published>2006-09-27T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T10:12:13.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Lonely Day</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes indeed, I'm alone again. &lt;br /&gt;And here comes emptiness crashing in. &lt;br /&gt;It's either love or hate, &lt;br /&gt;I can't find in between, &lt;br /&gt;'cause I've been with witches and I've been with a queen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn't have worked out anyway. &lt;br /&gt;So now it's just another lonely day. &lt;br /&gt;Further along we just may. &lt;br /&gt;But for now it's just another lonely day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish there was something now I could say or do. &lt;br /&gt;I can resist anything but the temptation from you. &lt;br /&gt;But I'd rather walk alone than chase you around. &lt;br /&gt;I'd rather fall myself than let you drag me on down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn't have worked out anyway. &lt;br /&gt;And now it's just another lonely day. &lt;br /&gt;Further along we just may. &lt;br /&gt;But for now, it's just another lonely day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday seems like a life ago, &lt;br /&gt;'cause the one I love today, I hardly know, &lt;br /&gt;You I held so close in my heart, Oh dear, &lt;br /&gt;Grow further from me with every fallen tear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn't have worked out anyway. &lt;br /&gt;So now it's just another lonely day. &lt;br /&gt;Further along we just may. &lt;br /&gt;But for now it's just another lonely day. &lt;br /&gt;For now it's just another lonely day. &lt;br /&gt;For now it's just another lonely day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-115932313316922617?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/115932313316922617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=115932313316922617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115932313316922617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115932313316922617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/09/another-lonely-day.html' title='Another Lonely Day'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-115805433786480957</id><published>2006-09-12T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T17:47:49.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, Whatever..</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're primitive... &lt;br /&gt;And you're cynical to me &lt;br /&gt;And I chewed down on the bit &lt;br /&gt;And almost swallowed it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sit all alone with your color TV &lt;br /&gt;Your hair starts to glisten &lt;br /&gt;In spite of the fleas &lt;br /&gt;We don't have to stay friends &lt;br /&gt;Let's pretend to be enemies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, whatever makes you happy &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, whatever makes it beautiful &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, whatever leaves you satisfied &lt;br /&gt;'Cuz I'm out of time &lt;br /&gt;For now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're paranoid &lt;br /&gt;As you look me up and down &lt;br /&gt;And I'm soaked in gasoline &lt;br /&gt;Mud and ice cream &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sit by the phone &lt;br /&gt;With your tongue hanging out &lt;br /&gt;You cradle the flies in the back of your mouth &lt;br /&gt;We don't have to stay friends&lt;br /&gt;Let's pretend to be enemies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damned if you do &lt;br /&gt;Fucked if you don't &lt;br /&gt;Damned if you do &lt;br /&gt;What if you won't &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be aware what you're &lt;br /&gt;Doing to me &lt;br /&gt;We sunk like a stone on a rock &lt;br /&gt;In the sea &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't have to stay friends &lt;br /&gt;(Not for very long) &lt;br /&gt;We don't have to stay friends &lt;br /&gt;(Just because you're gone) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get what you want 'cuz you won't let it die &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, whatever makes you happy &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, whatever leaves you insecure &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, whatever seems to break you down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz I'm out of time &lt;br /&gt;But I'm feeling fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-115805433786480957?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/115805433786480957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=115805433786480957' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115805433786480957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115805433786480957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/09/yeah-whatever.html' title='Yeah, Whatever..'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-115684628162049323</id><published>2006-08-29T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T18:11:21.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Do Anything I Want To</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people that will investigate you&lt;br /&gt;They'll insinuate, intimidate and complicate you&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever wait or hesitate to state the fate that awaits those who&lt;br /&gt;Try to shake or take you&lt;br /&gt;Don't let them break you&lt;br /&gt;You can do anything you want to do&lt;br /&gt;It's not wrong what I sing it's true&lt;br /&gt;You can do anything you want to do&lt;br /&gt;Do what you want to&lt;br /&gt;People that despise you will analyse then criticise you&lt;br /&gt;They'll scandalise and tell lies until they realize&lt;br /&gt;You are someone they should have apologised to&lt;br /&gt;Don't let these people compromise you&lt;br /&gt;Be wise too&lt;br /&gt;You can do anything you want to do&lt;br /&gt;It's not wrong what I sing it's true&lt;br /&gt;You can do anything you want to do&lt;br /&gt;Do what you want to&lt;br /&gt;Hey you you're not their puppet on a string&lt;br /&gt;You can do everything&lt;br /&gt;It's true if you really want to&lt;br /&gt;You can do anything you want&lt;br /&gt;Just like I do&lt;br /&gt;You can do anything you want to do&lt;br /&gt;It's not wrong when I sing it's true&lt;br /&gt;You can do anything you want to do&lt;br /&gt;Do what you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-115684628162049323?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/115684628162049323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=115684628162049323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115684628162049323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115684628162049323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/08/ill-do-anything-i-want-to.html' title='I&apos;ll Do Anything I Want To'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-115503013603226752</id><published>2006-08-08T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T17:42:16.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Had!</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a blast on Thursday at the chalet. It was intimate. Just the few of us. No hassle. A lot of fun. Amanda taught us to play this new card game called Citadel. I was poking fun at it initially but after we started to get the hang of it, we were very addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had dinner with Darren, Godma and Mama at the Cha Cha Cha, a second-rate Mexican food restaurant after Margarita's, the next day. We were just in time to go watch Keith perform with his Montfort Chorale at CHIJMES. It was pretty alright. Dropped by Jasmine's work-place after that, but she wasn't working that day. We had coffee. We adjourned back to Godma's to chill and watch a movie. Glory Day is a good movie to catch. My brothers went home after, while I headed back to the chalet from the night before. I had my fun again only until I found out some displeasing news from a good friend, Mitch. He felt that I was being kept in the dark about certain things and he told me all about it through the morning. I felt sadness, anger and a sense of enlightenment. The answers to my questions were more or less given to me that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Saturday, My family celebrated my birthday in advance at dinner. We ate at the Sumo House at Bedok Central. Decent Japanese food at very affordable prices. I couldn't really enjoy myself because of what I found out the night before but I tried as much as I could to. Back at my Godma's place, I proceeded to tell her about what I found out. Auntie Regina voiced there and then that she had seen it coming from the beginning. I don't know how I'd never seen it coming, my way at least. Stayed at Godma's with Darren till 6am and then took a cab home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner on Sunday, I went out to meet Mark and Brad. We chilled around Hougang till about 4am. We were just talking and I was filling them in on stuff. I'm glad I met them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday came and went. My 22nd Birthday. For the first time in my life, I felt like shit on my birthday. My mom made me breakfast. She could tell I wasn't feeling happy. She asked me why. I couldn't hide it so I told her what had happened. She listened and advised me. After that, I went to get ready for school. While I was about to brush my teeth, I started crying. My face was numbing up and I couldn't stop myself. I got to school and everyone was wishing me warmly. Well, almost everyone. I had lunch with Marcus, Jeremy, Guoliang, Huimin and Huiying. I was doing alright. I had my laughs with Marcus and Jeremy. Later on, Marcus, Sara and I headed to go meet Mark, Brad, Aloy and Sufyan for dinner to celebrate my birthday. A shame Mitch couldn't join us for dinner. On the way there, I was thinking about the bad things that made me upset and it was unbearable. I tried to hide it but I couldn't. As a result of that, some complained that I was being grumpy as usual. That's fine. By the time we sat down for dinner, I can say that I was pretty much alright. Sara and Sufyan left after dinner and the rest of us headed to Jean's place for drinks. Mitch was there and We all found out more about what's been happening in the shadows. Other than that, I had my fun and I was glad I had my family there with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Saleeloo, for planning the dinner. It meant a lot =)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-115503013603226752?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/115503013603226752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=115503013603226752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115503013603226752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115503013603226752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/08/ive-been-had.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Had!'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-115454872015095616</id><published>2006-08-03T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T03:58:40.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Don't Know What We're Here For</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd give up forever to touch you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know that you feel me somehow&lt;br /&gt;You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to go home right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can taste is this moment&lt;br /&gt;And all I can breathe is your life&lt;br /&gt;'Cause sooner or later it's over&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to miss you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming&lt;br /&gt;Or the moment of truth in your lies&lt;br /&gt;When everything feels like the movies&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-115454872015095616?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/115454872015095616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=115454872015095616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115454872015095616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115454872015095616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/08/we-dont-know-what-were-here-for.html' title='We Don&apos;t Know What We&apos;re Here For'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-115447061444272131</id><published>2006-08-02T05:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T06:16:55.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Worry. Be Happy.</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I met Sha'ari and Kokliang opposite school. Kokliang left halfway. Sha'ari and I had some good catching up done. We laughed and talked about funny things. Nobody cracks me up like Sha'ari does, apart from myself. After he got on the bus home, I walked over to school to meet the rest of my school mates. I jammed with them for a little bit. I watched them practice for a little bit. I sat outside for a little bit listening along with Letitia and Josiah to Audrey rant about complications. I said hello to Tim and said goodbye to Lindsay. I saw some people in school that I haven't seen in some time due to the long school break. I sat with Norman for a little bit. I tried to make him feel better. I told him to take care. I said goodbye to everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Justin and Ivan for dinner at Parkway Parade. It's been a long time. It couldn't have been better. The same with Sha'ari, we had some good catching up done and laughed and talked about funny things. I worked my stomach muscles today. After dinner, we played pool. I kept winning only because they haven't played in a long time and I've been practicing for the past two years. Haha. I love those guys. They're my placebo. After pool, we headed down to the original Athirah's Prata Place to have traditional teh-peng and mediocre prata. When it had gotten late, we decided to head home for the night. Ivan walked home and so did Justin and I. Yes, that's right. We walked all the way home. We talked about Catholicism. The walk did me a lot of good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've gone all out to set things straight with people around me that I care about. Very often, I come across as someone who is insensitive to others' feelings. In the way that I behave and speak in front of others, especially those whom I care more for than mere acquaintances. I have my pride and many a time, I don't realize this. It hurts when the people I care about tell me that I'm nothing but a grouch; that I show ingratitude and I'm plain selfish. I don't blame them and I've decided to change that. When I embarked on this new mission to change, most people were receptive but taken by surprise. Some were not so receptive. Again, I don't blame. It's not easy to swallow. If I were to be presented with the same kind of scenario in the past, I'd probably be as non-receptive but we all make our mistakes. Whether they are big or small, we're still the same. I've made my mistakes. I wish to make it better. What's in the past is in the past. I cannot do away with the hurt. I can only look forward and ensure that I don't make the same mistakes. Some may say, "Only now, does he realize." I am no saint, nor do I expect people to understand fully. Whether I realize now or any other time, it doesn't really matter. What matters is that I'm aware. The sad truth is that most people aren't aware about a lot of things. I've always known that but the best part is that now I know that it starts with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you hate, then the only person you hurt is yourself. Most people don't know you hate; and those who do, don't care." - Medgar Evers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-115447061444272131?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/115447061444272131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=115447061444272131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115447061444272131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115447061444272131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/08/dont-worry-be-happy.html' title='Don&apos;t Worry. Be Happy.'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-115411592506269299</id><published>2006-07-29T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T03:45:25.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Is Done</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School started this week... walked into school with my rows... highly anticipated... very well received... that's it. Skipped school for the next three days... felt heartache... returned on friday to settle administrative problems. Friday helped me learn lots of things... felt pretty good after... I dont have to take any class except main study this semester... enough credits to get me through... such a good boy. Said something to an acquaintance... resulted in a quarrel later that night... insults flung my way from left, right &amp; center... It's ok. To my acquaintance... good luck to all that you do... sincerely... from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it wasn't meant to be peachy on friday. You'd think things couldn't get any worse. They get worse everytime. I'm sorry to all. Whoever you may be. I'm not being sarcastic. I'm so numb. I can't even cry. Well... maybe I can say one more thing. I don't stop loving. I may have my faults. I don't deny. I may complain. At the end of the day... I don't stop loving. I don't stop giving. Everyone was made different. I don't hate because of that. We all have our demons. So what right have you to judge? I guess the only thing I have a problem with is the fact that people persecute you for one fault while everyone is equally tainted with fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think that I don't think of others' feelings... then you're the one who doesn't because you're too ignorant to even know me well enough. I am not a bad person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-115411592506269299?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/115411592506269299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=115411592506269299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115411592506269299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115411592506269299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/07/it-is-done.html' title='It Is Done'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-115157658704494038</id><published>2006-06-29T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T18:30:12.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inner Thoughts Of Frustration, Sadness &amp; Fantasy</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I put the world upon my shoulders when I have my own problems to worry about?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I lose control so easily then? Aren't I supposed to be stronger than most because of this?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I lose friends over what I hold dear? Why do people give up on me when I never gave up on them?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I dedicate my life to understanding people when I'm not being understood in return?&lt;br /&gt;Why are people so obsessed with the high-life? Why do they forsake me for it?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so out of it? Why can't anyone ever understand?&lt;br /&gt;Am I destined for abandonment? What did I do to deserve it?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I could disperse into a million pieces just to deal with the pain,&lt;br /&gt;and subsequently disappear from existence.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, my childhood dreams wither into oblivion as I grow up.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, I lose myself to dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, my heart builds a fortress of stone.&lt;br /&gt;Surely, I'll perish.&lt;br /&gt;Swiftly, the thought of it comforts me.&lt;br /&gt;I am the crying statue in the rain that nobody notices.&lt;br /&gt;My soul is dormant.&lt;br /&gt;I observe as the years pass me by.&lt;br /&gt;I travel in time watching the people come and go.&lt;br /&gt;I am forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-115157658704494038?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/115157658704494038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=115157658704494038' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115157658704494038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115157658704494038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/06/inner-thoughts-of-frustration-sadness.html' title='Inner Thoughts Of Frustration, Sadness &amp; Fantasy'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-115088739132447433</id><published>2006-06-21T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T18:58:18.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get A Life And Cling On To It!</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never did I ever think that I'd meet a REAL psychopath face to face! This person has not a life and he/she builds his/her life around a certain someone as if that person were this person's source of perpetual nutrition! It's madness, I say! This person has gone to many lengths to keep that person for him/herself.  Not only that! Now the psycho is beginning to look like this other certain someone. This other certain someone had best be careful and weary! You wouldn't want the friendship to end like that Jane Fonda movie where the psycho room-mate tries to KILL her! AH! Don't come running when that happens, yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold! The Warning hath been given! Take heed or there is NO turning back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-115088739132447433?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/115088739132447433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=115088739132447433' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115088739132447433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115088739132447433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/06/get-life-and-cling-on-to-it.html' title='Get A Life And Cling On To It!'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-115079366695182977</id><published>2006-06-20T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T16:54:26.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Greetings, my good people of the Empire! I've decided to stop smoking and drinking for you, good people, and lead a healthy lifestyle. The first step to it would be doing away with late nights and re-introducing good nights of rest. I'm so deep in quick sand that I realize I need to turn myself over. I'm sick of sleeping in the mornings. So since I had to wake up early on Saturday to relieve Mark at the Melody Music School, I decided to forego hanging out the night before. It didn't really go as planned. I couldn't sleep the whole night mainly because I think too much and I just wasn't used to it. Nevertheless, I made sure I was at work by 930am. My work day would have lasted till 7pm but to my advantage I was able to finish by 530pm. I swear by lunch-time, I was close to knocking out. So I may not have given my best for the students who came in after lunch. For that, I apologize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           When I got home, I had my dinner and then I knocked out till the next morning. Just in time for church. T'was Lynnly Ann's Confirmation Mass. After mass, we had lunch and then everyone came over to my place to visit my mom and also to hang out. We all had fun talking about nonsense. By night, everyone left but Brad stayed over. We watched the Lord of the Rings (the Return of the King - extended &amp; uncensored version). By the time it was done, Darren hit the sack but Brad and I were hungry so we went downstairs to get food. We stayed up till the morning and then Brad left for home. I went straight to bed at 7am. I thought my plans would ruin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           The Next day, I awoke at 4pm (I think). Had breakfast/lunch/dinner at 5pm. Left the house at 7pm to go over to Brad's place where he and Chris were waiting. Chris is a fitness-trainer now so he's training Brad and I for free since we're family. We ran about 2km without stopping and then we did like squats, chin-ups, crunches, push-ups, jumps and etc. I swear by then I was close to concussion. I threw up the food I ate at breakfast/lunch/dinner. Yes, I know it's because I wasn't well prepared, but at least it's a start. After that, we walked back to Brad's place to hydrate and then do weight-lifting exercises. Those weren't too bad since I had some time to breathe while walking back and also a chance to hydrate. So that is our routine for working out, although Chris says that today was knocked down to a minimum because it was my first time. We'll be back on the track come Wednesday as well as Friday too. It's gonna be like that till school starts for me again. Chris is preparing me for the army. I don't wanna die when it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-115079366695182977?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/115079366695182977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=115079366695182977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115079366695182977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/115079366695182977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/06/ramblings.html' title='Ramblings'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-114872507758891863</id><published>2006-05-27T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T18:31:53.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Next Chapter</title><content type='html'>*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the eerie depths of foggy war, we emerge victorious... never again... will we stoop to their level! We have lost many of our able-bodied men to the likes of our arch-nemesis, Sir Sufus the Dufus and his side-kick... the Bar-servant Rawk! Our women and children cry for their beloved fathers and husbands. I cannot ease that pain. I, myself have lost all that's dear to my heart. We shall not let these set us back! We will rebuild this torn empire. Restore it to the brilliance it was once resting upon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove our enemies away from here... all the way to the ends of the world and we threw them over the edge... where oblivion awaits! Never again will we be threatened by them... and... what? My people of the Empire... I bare grave news! My experts have just informed me that it has been recently discovered that the world is in fact ROUND! Our enemies were driven into a deep trench that they dug up to deceive us! How cunning! How smart! How sinister! They march for us as I speak to you! Hurry, Women and children! It is up to you to defend our beloved empire! No-one will rest till we are rid of those who oppose the Empire! I will be in my chambers... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-114872507758891863?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114872507758891863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=114872507758891863' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/114872507758891863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/114872507758891863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2006/05/next-chapter.html' title='The Next Chapter'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-111727611801714149</id><published>2005-05-28T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T21:29:24.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Time Hath Cometh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings, my good people of the city. There have been disputes about whether or not to put an end to all this bickering and ranting between the Empire and its puny nemesis, the rebellion that lives outside the empire! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sir Sufus the Dufus&lt;/span&gt; hath allied himself with the notorious and crazy &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bar-servant Rawk, a.k.a Treasonous Lips&lt;/span&gt;. They are assembling their rebellion outside the city walls as we speak! Now, there is no need for panic. The usual procedures would have to be carried out immediately. Your women and children will take refuge inside the stables, where there is enough supplies of hay to last them through the century. Every man, fit and abled, will report to the barracks as militia, immediately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say to you now, my good people! For years, you have warded off many invaders! No matter what, you have protected the Empire and the city's walls with your dear lives! In ancient times, you have done well! Let I, the Emperor, be proud of you all once more! Be brave and fearless! For now is the time when darkess falls! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To fight for what is, and what should never be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We march! Let them hear the cry of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WAR!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We come from the land of the ice and snow! From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow! The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands! To fight the horde, singing and crying! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Valhalla! We are coming!&lt;/span&gt; How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, of how we calmed the tides of war! We are your overlords! On we sweep with threshing oar! Our only goal will be the western shore! So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins! For peace and trust can win the day despite of all your losing!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-111727611801714149?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/111727611801714149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=111727611801714149' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/111727611801714149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/111727611801714149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2005/05/time-hath-cometh.html' title='The Time Hath Cometh!'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-111623795940451165</id><published>2005-05-16T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T15:32:55.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infidels!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who claimed that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the Kingdom of Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; movie sucks, you should all be beheaded! I watched it and absolutely loved it. It was damn enlightening for me to watch. My favourite character has got to be the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;King of Jerusalem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. The way he spoke just blew me outta town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I conclude that the Crusades were an elusive attempt to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"re-conquer"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the Holy Lands at Jerusalem. Ironically, the mass killing that inflicted war between the great religions were done in the name of God. Furthermore, both respecting religions worship and praise the same God. What a shame! The same things are still going on till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching it made me realise one thing. The more you defend your religion, the more you are trying to put another religion to shame. Why would you want to insult your fellow brother in that way? This goes for both sides, whom are guilty of it. One of the main reasons why people still fight religious wars, is that mankind constantly hungers for the power, wealth and the satisfaction of being right! If you're gonna blame anything on religion, then you're a fool. God didn't create religion. He created mankind who, in turn, created religion. Lastly, War has never been God's Will. It has always been the will of man. So bite your own tongues and love it! Everytime you call someone an infidel, you might as well say it to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Favourite Quote from the movie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"God will understand. If He does not, then he is not God. In that case, we need not worry at all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-111623795940451165?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/111623795940451165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=111623795940451165' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/111623795940451165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/111623795940451165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2005/05/infidels.html' title='Infidels!!!'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-111601666484190000</id><published>2005-05-14T04:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T04:53:06.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Gangsta Rap, ya'll.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't nobody pass up on this one, ya'll. 'Cos this shit is HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Titled - "Look At Me Now" (The names of these artists have been kept confidential by consent of the Emperor. Within this posting, they shall be known only as J &amp; H.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: Yo, Han!&lt;br /&gt;H: Wassup, J?&lt;br /&gt;J: Are this people lookin' at me?&lt;br /&gt;H: What... are they supposed to?&lt;br /&gt;J: Hell! Yeah, they do! So you gonna bring it?&lt;br /&gt;H: You gonna bring it?&lt;br /&gt;J: Gonna start now&lt;br /&gt;H: Yeah, here it comes!&lt;br /&gt;J: Here it comes, Uh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;J: Look at me now&lt;br /&gt;H: Still standing stage strong&lt;br /&gt;J: Look at me now&lt;br /&gt;H: I'm gonna be here for long&lt;br /&gt;J: Look at me now&lt;br /&gt;H: Everybody look at me now&lt;br /&gt;J: Gonna be a blast! You know who's the best! Now listen to our song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Verse (J)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start with a treble while you tremblin'! Perfect Dolby sound while your song is getting cancelling! Keep and love my rap transition. It's rockin' my main party! Know my audience. Know my players and prepare for my closing! Wot? I transpose my rap from a slow to allegro! We should do up my voice like I'm singing a "J Lo"! Accent on the G's. Rap from black to white. Be "Sisi" to my own voice. You're unknown to my delight! Wot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Chorus-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Verse (H)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people call me Han, but I'm known best for delusions, Illusions and all of mind tests. I'm a raging fire burning this whole town. Walk in my attire bringin' all your heads down! I'm nice like a mice when I feel like it. A spice to life, while yours feels like shit! I'm gonna end my song so bring the chorus now. 'Cos when I bust my flow, You'll be looking at me now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Chorus-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Verse (J &amp;amp; H)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;J: Straight out from the babe pool&lt;br /&gt;H: You'll be hearing the sound...&lt;br /&gt;J: to the noise of the is there!&lt;br /&gt;H: Rhymes so, so profound! Till the day we're found...&lt;br /&gt;J: We'll Keep the game tight!&lt;br /&gt;J &amp; H: Bustin' on the normal. We'll be doing 2 dice, Uh! It's J &amp;amp; Han! You know this song is so undone&lt;br /&gt;J: 'Cos when we're done, we'll lead the contingent in the front!&lt;br /&gt;H: The Commander of the war...&lt;br /&gt;J: The people we meet...&lt;br /&gt;H: You'll be fighting...&lt;br /&gt;J: You'll be shooting...&lt;br /&gt;J &amp;amp; H: while you be lookin' at me, Wot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Chorus- (x2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: Look at me now (x3) Gonna be a blast! You know who's the best! Now listen to our song!&lt;br /&gt;H: Look at me now.... nananana.... (x2)&lt;br /&gt;J: Han! Han! Han! Shut up now. Han!&lt;br /&gt;H: What?J: It's over. The song's over. Shut up.. cos yeah, I think you should go now... (fades)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-End-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The bad english is meant to be. Go figure this one out, my good people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-111601666484190000?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/111601666484190000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=111601666484190000' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/111601666484190000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/111601666484190000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-gangsta-rap-yall.html' title='It&apos;s Gangsta Rap, ya&apos;ll.'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-111588447478866324</id><published>2005-05-12T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T03:51:19.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, my good people! I'm sure you all know about the christian evangelists that we agreed to put up with in our land before. Years have gone by and times have changed for the better. The christian evangelists have mingled with our kind and now they dwell with us as one. The evangelists have since been inter-marrying themselves with the people of this city. Hence, you have all been converted to the ways of the Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all may know... I, myself, have just experienced the act of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;baptism by water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I am fully content with my new beliefs in God and His Son, Jesus Christ. May His light shine upon my reign here as Emperor! And now, I shall lead you all in the special event of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gospel Hymn Singing - courtesy of Sir Kurdt Cobain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-They Hung Him On A Cross-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They hung him on a cross&lt;br /&gt;They hung him on a cross&lt;br /&gt;They hung him on a cross for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when I lost&lt;br /&gt;They hung him on a cross&lt;br /&gt;They hung him on a cross for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They whooped him up the hill&lt;br /&gt;They whooped him up the hill&lt;br /&gt;They whooped him up the hill for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when I lost&lt;br /&gt;They hung him on a cross&lt;br /&gt;They whooped him up the hill for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They never said among them would&lt;br /&gt;They never said among them would&lt;br /&gt;They never said among them would for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when I was lost&lt;br /&gt;They hung him on a cross&lt;br /&gt;They hung him on a cross for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They bit him in the side&lt;br /&gt;They bit him in the side&lt;br /&gt;They bit him in the side for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when I lost&lt;br /&gt;They hung him on a cross&lt;br /&gt;They hung him on a cross for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They hung his head and died&lt;br /&gt;They hung his head and died&lt;br /&gt;We hung his head and he died for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when I was lost&lt;br /&gt;They hung him on a cross&lt;br /&gt;They hung him on a cross for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-111588447478866324?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/111588447478866324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=111588447478866324' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/111588447478866324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/111588447478866324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2005/05/new-day.html' title='A New Day'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-111565692033174737</id><published>2005-05-10T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T00:45:41.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blandest</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Movies to catch up with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sahara&lt;br /&gt;Guess Who&lt;br /&gt;Mr &amp;amp; Mrs Something&lt;br /&gt;Kingdom of Heaven&lt;br /&gt;War of the Worlds&lt;br /&gt;the Hitch-hiker's Guide to the Galaxy&lt;br /&gt;Madagascar&lt;br /&gt;Star Wars: Episode III&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Good movies that you might have missed,&lt;br /&gt;that you shouldn't miss for a second time:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Beautiful Mind&lt;br /&gt;American Beauty&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Sleepers&lt;br /&gt;K-pax&lt;br /&gt;Starship Troopers&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Vacation&lt;br /&gt;Deep Impact&lt;br /&gt;Ocean's Eleven&lt;br /&gt;25th Hour&lt;br /&gt;Fight Club&lt;br /&gt;American History X&lt;br /&gt;Greedy&lt;br /&gt;the Count of Monte Cristo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(more to come, next posting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever, you're selling red roses at your church or in town for Mother's Day, don't be a fool and insist that the passers-by purchase your merchandise. If he or she says "No", then so be it. Just think about it. For the love of ME, he or she may not have a mother to give your stinkin' roses to!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let my wisdom inspire you, my good people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-111565692033174737?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/111565692033174737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=111565692033174737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/111565692033174737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/111565692033174737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2005/05/blandest.html' title='Blandest'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-111522088577732201</id><published>2005-05-04T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T23:34:45.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost In Siglap</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Lady Sara and I had dinner with the director and leading cast of "Lost In Transit", an up-and-coming new amateur musical about a girl who dreams of becoming a star in the big city. Sara plays Mia, the lead role. On the side, Sara and I have been given the task of arranging and instrumenting the 40 min show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dined at "Chat Masala", which is owned by Sundram Moorthi of the Singapore Lions. Great Indian food for the high rollers, and a bit expensive too. I gather it's a popular place with the celebrities. I saw the whole Richmond gang along with Beatrice Chia's folks, and an anonymous talent who normally plays the gangster/bad guy on channel 5. I also met up with an old acquaintance by the name of Candice d'Rozario who happens to be one of the leading cast as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after dinner and discussions, we head on down to Siglap South CC to rehearse and go through the songs, which were originally written by Desmond Moey and Stella Kon. Based on what they'd handed us so far, it looked like we have a lot of re-vamping to do. All in all, the rehearsal was pretty productive and i think we're finally moving on from here. The musical showcases on 26th of June @ the Arts House. Further details will be issued soon, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to go and wash the dishes for Lady Sara and then put Mark's composition into Sibelius for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-111522088577732201?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/111522088577732201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=111522088577732201' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/111522088577732201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/111522088577732201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2005/05/lost-in-siglap.html' title='Lost In Siglap'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-111514515025824797</id><published>2005-05-04T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T02:32:30.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday &amp; Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I really need to catch up with the time. I didn't speak about monday because I was so tired by the time I got back.&lt;br /&gt;Monday starts off with waffles and lots of water. I had to hydrate and carb up for the early morning jog that Sara planned for us. We jogged once around the condominiums at ave 9 and that was it for us. Sara and I had not exercised like that in about one and a half year. Also because I had only 3 hours sleep, the fact that I've been smoking for a few years, waffles and a whole lot of water, I threw up the waffles and water after the run =p Don't worry! I felt better after that =) haha. Then we hit the pool to cool off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were invited to Jeanna's condo for barbequed lunch and a pool party. Everyone was there. Izan, Rebecca, Morgane, Jeanna, Daniel, Karol, Li Feng, Mark... and oh yeah! Suf. We didn't get the fire going very well till Daniel and Karol came because Suf was being insistant on how we should have gone about it (No offence man). Anyway Daniel came and set things straight. We ate. We sat. We talked and then we hit the pool. Sara and I didn't plan on swimming at 1st, but Jeanna made us =) Mark didn't because he came later. So we had our fun but by the time it got dark we were starting to get tired, and we packed up to go back up to Jeanna's place. We watched a bit of TV then everyone started to leave for home since we were all pretty damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up from bed on tuesday thinking it'd be a quiet and lazy day. Sara had gone early for her piano lessons just around the corner and left me to sleep in. Her mom had left me a tub of Tau Huey before she left for work so my day looked to be going as planned. Sara gets back from piano lessons and begs me to go swim with her again. I didn't want to at 1st, but then I gave in since I love her so much =) heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the swim, we decided to go out for lunch and then a movie. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Sahara",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; it seemed, was the choice movie to catch at that time of day. We headed down to Jubilee to purchase the tickets, then we had our late lunch at &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Ramen Place"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; or something like that. T'was good. Sara had Chawan Mushi, Beef, Miso soup and Rice. I had Unagi(Eel), Miso soup, Rice and Deep-fried Oysters. We watched the movie afterwards. It was a great show. Steve Zahn is hilarious, in my opinion. Guess what? Sara loved it too =) How's that for a wonderful day spent without casualties?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hailed a bus and headed down to the Esso Tigermart just around the corner from Sara's place. We bought snacks and cigarettes. Sara didn't let me get a lot of things because she's forcing me on a strict diet. Oh well. We walked back home from there. We watched TV from 8 to about midnight. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Ripley's Believe It or Not" to "CSI:New York" to "CSI:Las Vegas" to "Friends" to "Lion King 2: Simba's Pride".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we took a shower and had a smoke before bedtime. Sara's already asleep, but here I am with you, good people =) Here I am to say that I haven't had a lot of time to think about matters of life. Oh life! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You superficial, selfish, insensitive, cunning, conniving BITCH!!! I shall call you Edna!!! All you good people! Stay clear... the wrath of Edna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-111514515025824797?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/111514515025824797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=111514515025824797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/111514515025824797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/111514515025824797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2005/05/monday-tuesday.html' title='Monday &amp; Tuesday'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-111497545224491482</id><published>2005-05-02T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T03:24:12.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello my good people. So i spent my sunday sleeping in. I woke up late, watched a lotta TV and had lunch late. Hmmm~ Subway =) Lady Sara decided to shape my eyebrows and then hers too. I was shocked at the end to find out she shaved a bit too much off my left brow, so now it looks weird. Just a little. We washed up and left the house for Cousin Ally's birthday party. Actually, we met up with Sha'ari halfway so he could pass Sa some stuff that he'd borrowed before. That wasn't very eventful. He came and left in a dash. The &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She-devil&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was probably waiting around somewhere. We wouldn't want to leave her stranded for too long now, wouldn't we? Adrian might be lurking around somewhere, waiting for the right opportunity to come out and give her a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tight slap&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;her face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we finally got to the party and we had our fill of a locally catered dinner. Indulged in some chit-chat, some bad wine and somemore TV. We watched "Ice Age" and had a laugh. Proceeded to Ally's room where we started our usual rounds of "Shit Head", a card game that involves sabotage and doesn't really make a lot of sense. We love it still. The losers end up getting labelled shit heads. It's fun when you distort the titles of each round into nonsensical ones like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Bukake Slave of the Tutu Gang"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Marcus' brown stain".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  It's all in good fun =)&lt;br /&gt;Cousin Mel had to leave so we walked her to the MRT station. Well actually, just Colin, Mark and Gabriel. Brad, Chris, Sa and I stayed behind for a smoke. Then we got a call from Uncle Francis. He wanted a pack of menthol lights, so we went and got them for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way, we found out that Brad was kinda progressing with his new love interest and Chris fell out with his previous one. We Olsens are all cassanovas in one way or another.  Brad was complaining to me that Jennifer, the ah lian, plays him hot and cold. He just can't tell if she wants him or not. Once after he accompanied her back to her place for the night, he felt like it was a good time to lean over and kiss her.  They were standing awfully close to each other and he was about to do the deed, when all of a sudden she pulled a fag and lit it. He was disappointed, but i told him to simply go for it the next time he got the chance. Even if it turned out bad, he'd still be able to say he kissed the hottie from school! He was content with that. Chris expressed that he was utterly disgusted with the fact his ex doesn't shave her pitts! She invited him over to her house one day, for the purpose of studying together. He wasn't in a good mood and didn't really wanna go, but he went anyway.  As soon as he got there, she turned on him like an animal in heat. She pressed her body against him and raised her arms to reveal her hairy pitts from hell! He said it was so bad that the hairs clumped together with her sweat! &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;EEEEK!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; All I could say was, "Hey, that looks like a job for Mark!" Yeah, we had our laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got back to the party. We played somemore "Shit Head". We chatted somemore then it was time to go. It's always good to hang out with family. Then here I am, taking this entry down into the world of cyber journals. It all still feels so surreal. Now I bid farewell to you, my good people, for today brings many more an adventure. Later on this morning, we &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Exercise!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-111497545224491482?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/111497545224491482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=111497545224491482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/111497545224491482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/111497545224491482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2005/05/may-day.html' title='May Day!!!'/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12547799.post-111485388754802063</id><published>2005-04-30T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T21:48:55.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*Gong* All Ye Hail Emperor Superstar! The Emperor Thpeaketh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Hello my good people. So the examinations are through and I still feel that slight anxiety in my stomache, as if this is no time to rest easy. Still, I rest easy. Gosh, it's hot and humid around here. On top of that, it's same old same old; boring as hell! I guess the only interesting thing that has happened so far today is Clemmie claims my good friend, Sufyan, had a crush on her back at Chatsworth. Yeah. Nothing really happens around here. TV is entertaining enough, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're wondering, "How in hell did Nick Olsen pluck the courage to start up a blog?"&lt;br /&gt;This is how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never was into &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blogging&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;or keeping up with &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;live journals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. A bunch of friends got hooked on it and i was left hanging on the dark side of &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no blog land&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;DUN DUN DUN DUN!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I would read the entries when I got bored and when nobody's looking. I guess if you hang out with the right kinda people, blogs aint that bad =) Sometimes entries can get really entertaining to read as long as they're not full of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Brooding, Mood changing, ecstatic the next time round, Mambo Jambo Loser, Poser, SHITS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Heh Heh. I used to terrorise such people =) Anyway, it's been an uneventful year and maybe it's time for a change. Who knows? Maybe I'll learn how to express myself better? WAHAHAHA! Here's to a fresh new start. Something more exciting for the good people to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The Emperor Hath Thpoken! *Gong*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12547799-111485388754802063?l=emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/111485388754802063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12547799&amp;postID=111485388754802063' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/111485388754802063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12547799/posts/default/111485388754802063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emperorsuperstar.blogspot.com/2005/04/gong-all-ye-hail-emperor-superstar.html' title=''/><author><name>Emperor Superstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17010593069394433656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
