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    <title>Sayfuck</title>
    <link>http://giantwiener.blogdrive.com/</link>
    <description>Twisturbed</description>
    <lastBuildDate>Tue, 17 Oct 2006 20:40:01 PDT</lastBuildDate>
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    <copyright>Copyright 2006.</copyright>
    <category>Poetry</category>
    <category>Spirituality</category>
    <category>Celebrities</category>
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      <title>hello my dear blog.</title>
      <link>http://giantwiener.blogdrive.com/archive/86.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 17 Oct 2006 12:37:08 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Dear blog, 
your master is back, still pretty much alive. been a while since i last blogged.did you miss your master?i beg you did you horny blog. anyway so much had happened but cant possibly write everything down here. just a quick update...
1 year soldier lo...
still staying-in
been doing the same thing over and over...
played some soccer for airforce and got thrashed, yup, now it's the right hamstring.
sleeping alone in the bunk. rest of the bastards clearing off and leaves. 
i want to &quot;ORD LO...&quot;
Rgds,
CPL WeiYang </description>
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      <title>hate to love. love to hate.</title>
      <link>http://giantwiener.blogdrive.com/archive/85.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 07 Dec 2005 13:30:05 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>this christmas i wish for a better year. a year without sorrow, a year without pain. </description>
      <comments>http://giantwiener.blogdrive.com/comments?id=85</comments>
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      <title>where are you going? where are you going?</title>
      <link>http://giantwiener.blogdrive.com/archive/84.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 26 Nov 2005 12:56:09 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>7 more days and i'm done with bmt. time flies. it's a worthwhile experience. i'm sure it's better if i'm pes a or b. but still, anything is fine. nothing really is important. things just happened and that is it. u go on with life.  i'm always falling sick. fucking weak. 



feel it.

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      <comments>http://giantwiener.blogdrive.com/comments?id=84</comments>
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      <title>3 more weeks.</title>
      <link>http://giantwiener.blogdrive.com/archive/83.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 14 Nov 2005 04:43:50 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>i'm a chao recruit. and tekong is a chao chee bai. life in tekong isn't that bad...trust me. but, if u're normal, love ur own life, and love freedom. then tekong will be the last place u would want to be. reading about life in army and living it is a totally different experience. i have once loved the army. but after going thru it for almost a month. army life is nv my cup of tea. damn cool to fire a M16, but the thought of cleaning the fucking rifle will just blow the fun away. i'm not being lazy, but cleaning a rifle is FUCKING tiring and time consuming. simple thing like sleeping at night... (more)</description>
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      <title>BIG FUCK!</title>
      <link>http://giantwiener.blogdrive.com/archive/82.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 19 Oct 2005 19:35:27 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...fuck now. fuck then. fuck u. fuck the World.</description>
      <comments>http://giantwiener.blogdrive.com/comments?id=82</comments>
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      <title>hangover</title>
      <link>http://giantwiener.blogdrive.com/archive/81.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 19 Oct 2005 02:25:26 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>back from perth. 2 days to enlistment. will upload pics when it's ready. tired like fuck. first nite there was shit. i lost in poker and loser have to drink the french vodka which zj and i  bought at duty free. lost count of how much i drank. in the end, i thought i almost die. i was feeling like shit and i puked. first time puking over drinking too much. zj and ryan were looking at me puking. zj likes the smell. no more alcohol. burswood casino cheat money. (zj lost until take off pant) fremantle fish n chips was good. shopping at harbour town was even better. got a nike bag for a fucking... (more)</description>
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      <title>i'm dying inside.</title>
      <link>http://giantwiener.blogdrive.com/archive/80.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 10 Oct 2005 12:19:24 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>i had a nightmare last nite. and in the morning, i got freaking scare. the feeling is horrendous.



loneliness filled my heart. there is nothing i could do to stop this feeling. nothing to stop this pain. now, i'm willing to do anything to turn back time. too much...



maybe i should just evaporate. go with the wind. to a place without sorrows and memories. 







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      <title>edge.</title>
      <link>http://giantwiener.blogdrive.com/archive/79.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 09 Oct 2005 19:31:06 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>today. i struggled to wake up in the morning. rushed my ass to meet zj for ktv at kbox, lot one. i saw zu er again. second times in less than a week. singing was ok, bad throat and all make it hard to enjoy. sang lots of songs. chinese to english. jay zhou to westlife. after that. we went to the gym. half way thru saw lj. went home around 4.30pm.


dunno what came over me. i did something, which maybe i shouldn't have done. only have myself to blame. self-induced pain. can say i'm dumb and foolish. can say anything. anything. i will still be me. words can't say how i feel. nobody will... (more)</description>
      <comments>http://giantwiener.blogdrive.com/comments?id=79</comments>
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      <title>Mr Lonely.</title>
      <link>http://giantwiener.blogdrive.com/archive/78.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 07 Oct 2005 14:46:12 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>today was the last day of work and i didn't go. i'm sick. the real thing. my in-charge probably would think &quot;wtf. again? last day also dun want to come&quot;. i guess this is retribution. waking up in the morning with severe headache, blocked nose (can't smell shit) and throat that is soared like fuck. i guess these are all for lying too much. haha. i'm out of job now, fucking YAMAN!!!!!. 



for the whole week, been going out alot. particularly with Gerard S/O Chan. i need to talk more about this half chinese indian. not that i wanted to...but he asked me to mention him.


here... (more)</description>
      <comments>http://giantwiener.blogdrive.com/comments?id=78</comments>
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      <title>i loud the loudest.</title>
      <link>http://giantwiener.blogdrive.com/archive/77.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2005 17:56:04 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>i called out &quot;dar...&quot; in the night. and the pain sets in to take me back to sleep. i tried to be strong. i tried to control. i bear with it. but it's still too much for me to handle. i miss you so much. 



the pain just wont leave. 



where is dar dar? =(</description>
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