Is there something wrong with blogspot!?!?!?

I can't seem to write a post properlly!!! I writing this on the "preview" screen, and theres like a big white space in between this little box and the title.... everything is basically screwed up. I can't upload photos or do nothing.

Someone help!

upcoming changes in every dang thing

im in your netfund lab, not doing your lab work....

Firstly i would like to say i really dislike netfund, to the point that i find it the most boring subject i have taken in poly. Its not because its hard or what, its reeeeeeeeeally dry. If I wanted to learn how to set up a LAN shop, I would have joined IT. Thats what i keep telling ppl.

Anyway I want to make changes. Firstly in this blog.

I want to start updating regularly again. Sorry for the 1 month lapse of updates. I would like to start by redesigning the whole thing. Either change the skin or make my own (don't know how, can ask ppl). I would give the cute dog a break from screaming "BEN IN HIS DEN!" everytimesomeone comes here (which is like once every year). He'll be relegated into a smaller role, with hopefully some new "artwork".

Next, I want to make changes in my studies. I have to start nao. No more procastination/.

I also want to honour my commitment to not sleep past 2 o' clock, and come to school on time for a change.

That would be all. Too much change is bad. Even Obama takes his Change pledge slow, so i better do that too.

I'm going through changes. - Ozzy Osbourne

Killing Fields re-uploaded. Fuck you terrorists.

This was written after the Mumbai attacks. I'm re-posting this in response to the recent Jakarta bombing.

This kind of shit really affects me. I don't see why so many innocent people have to die so unnecessarily like this. I really really really still can't grasp what the ones who commit such deeds gain. This was an attempt to get into their minds and try to fathom what are going on in their minds. This is as close I can get. But I still don't understand.

Killing Fields Of Hate

Killing fields of hate
Killing fields of blood so red
How I love to fight in your
Killing fields of hate

See these guns and bombs of mine
With these I put my life on the line
And on the blood of innocents I shall dine

See all this unbridled rage
Demons released from its cage
I will turn the page

What for? I don’t know
For peace? Love? Justice? God?
It seems that death is the only way
Maybe I’m brainwashed.
Maybe I’m possessed
Or maybe I just love to be in the

Killing fields of hate
Killing fields of blood so red
How I love to die
In your killing fields of hate

See the lies I have swallowed
And the ammunition I have borrowed
Hatred and prejudice soon followed

See the people in the meadow
If only they just lined up and follow
Where they deserved to be they shall go

What for? Personal gain?
Someone arrest me or I’ll kill them
Corrupted by the inconvenient truth of man
Maybe I’m crazy
Maybe I’m suicidal
Or maybe I just love to be in the

Killing fields of hate
Killing fields of blood so red
How everyone is going to suffer
In my personal fields of hate

Wow an update

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