<?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-5160821</id><updated>2012-01-26T12:26:51.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fading Memories</title><subtitle type='html'>The Ordinary Guy Next Door...
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...A Musician At Heart</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>345</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-7615927025929146030</id><published>2012-01-25T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T12:30:59.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gJGJbX6oxWY/Tx-FLw6E46I/AAAAAAAAAMw/eS1EM8Ac-TE/s1600/PicsArt1326788323584.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gJGJbX6oxWY/Tx-FLw6E46I/AAAAAAAAAMw/eS1EM8Ac-TE/s400/PicsArt1326788323584.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;25th January 2012&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey ho! I'm back... with pointless blogs... But just felt like typin somethin' in... Sometimes, it might just entertain some of u (I think there might not even be anyone readin' all this...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like 12:13pm right now and I'm in the Serangoon Outlet for today... A Lion Dance troupe just did their performance right outside the store... Entertaining yet annoyingly noisy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when I'm bein' sent to take care of this outlet... Cuz there's pretty much nothing to do...&lt;br /&gt;Just sit at the cashier and wait for customers to come in... (Which is quite a low flow compared to Plaza Singapura outlet)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more food choice for here... It's like a eating heaven for those who loves food... Restaurants everywhere and I guess some of u may know this place called Chomp Chomp...&lt;br /&gt;Where my outlet is, it's nearby where Chomp Chomp is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing I do not like about this outlet is that... it gets so... fuckin' dull and boring after a while...&lt;br /&gt;So that sorta explains why I'm typin' out this blog... or even have the time to blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gong Xi fa Cai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Chinese New Year was like two days ago but hey... "Gong Xi Fa Cai"!&lt;br /&gt;Chinese new year was sorta like a ghosttown... Kinda quiet and not much people around...&lt;br /&gt;The best part of it, Gaming Era was one of the two stores that was open on Chinese New Year...&lt;br /&gt;On that whole fuckin' floor, GV, Otaku House and Gaming Era was the only stores open... Imagine how boring it was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, the two stores next door closed.. for Two Days! Now, that's a break that they should have given us... I mean, 6 days a week and long hours and we don't even get the two off days on a holiday?&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sucked...&lt;br /&gt;Everybody was posting up statuses sayin' they on breaks or holidays or off day and what not and I was there workin'...&lt;br /&gt;Not sayin' there wasn't anyone of u who was also workin' on CNY...&lt;br /&gt;Gettin' a li'l tired of this job...&lt;br /&gt;Love the nature of it... which is gaming but not the long workin' hours...&lt;br /&gt;That is killin' my enthusiasm to go to work... Day by day, it's fadin'... slowly...&lt;br /&gt;But I just gotta hang on for a while more cuz I need the pay to keep me going...&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, I'm lookin' for better opportunities...&lt;br /&gt;If there was ever a good one, I'll jump ship (again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumped ship too many times...&lt;br /&gt;Met so many "Captains"...&lt;br /&gt;Gotta find a ship that I will sail with for a long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, looky here... 12:24pm... Might head out to have a bite...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.... Prata? (again!) Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Allrighty, I'll write in again whenever I can...&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-7615927025929146030?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7615927025929146030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=7615927025929146030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/7615927025929146030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/7615927025929146030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2012/01/wednesday-25th-january-2012-hey-ho-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gJGJbX6oxWY/Tx-FLw6E46I/AAAAAAAAAMw/eS1EM8Ac-TE/s72-c/PicsArt1326788323584.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-1731075851734206427</id><published>2012-01-18T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T17:32:43.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Return Of The Geek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am... Back again after a long long time.. Nothing much to do right now so I thought to myself, "Why not update my blog?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, in Blogger.. updating my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Many Changes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my last entry... many changes had happened...&lt;br /&gt;Lots of my friends are gettin' married... Either they are already married or they will soon be married.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's growing up and I'm feelin' a li'l pressure on that Marriage thing... Although no one exactly pressure me, I'm just feeling pressured on my own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not gettin' any younger u know, as age catches up, more and more thoughts and worries comes in.&lt;br /&gt;Most of 'em settlin' down... I do wanna settle down and I do want to start a family of my own but it's just that I'm not fully ready for it... Financially wise...&lt;br /&gt;Slowly but surely, one day... that big day will come for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the job, previously I was workin' with UPS as a delivery guy but I jumped ship again...&lt;br /&gt;Call it quits and decided to go elsewhere...&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, workin' in a game store... Being the geek that I am, I love the idea of workin' with somethin' that I love so much.. Which is gaming... Not exactly what I would wish to work as but it's as close as I can get...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a job at this place called Gaming Era where they sell games, consoles and what not... All related to the gaming world... The pay ain't much but just enough for me to get by...&lt;br /&gt;Working Hours, insane! Most of u would know it...&lt;br /&gt;I mean, retail line... it's always that long hours of standing and just entertain customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a good day, if it's busy enough... the day would sail by swiftly...&lt;br /&gt;On a bad day when there's not much crowd... The day would literally drag itself on the ground... Slowly... And killin' me with boredom in the process...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, here I am, in the Serangoon Outlet.. Got sent here on a last minute note, was there in Plaza Singapura earlier in the day.&lt;br /&gt;The pros and cons of both...&lt;br /&gt;Being here in this Outlet... It's quite taxing... Chill out I would say but the only killer is the amount of boredom it gives me... (Thus being able to actually blog) Literally nothing much to do.. I mean, if there were customers coming in, I could actually like talk to them and not be too bored about it... But then again, can't complain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Plaza Sing outlet... It's customers comin' in almost to a non stop and u'll have to entertain them like mad... Time flies by just like that.. Next thing u know, it's head back home time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the long hours, I have nothing much to complain about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tina A.k.a Tini&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now u guys do know that I'm with this adorable chinese girl named Tina who has an accidental Malay name, given to her by Zool in Australia...&lt;br /&gt;Without realizing, it's already 2 years and 6 months together... Wow, time does fly ey?&lt;br /&gt;From Filmgarde to RWS to UPS and now this game shop... Within the relationship period, I've changed three jobs...&lt;br /&gt;Gotta find a job that I can stay in...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's besides the point...&lt;br /&gt;For the two years plus that we've been together, she is the best ever! Always there for me, and always there to make me smile... Everyday after work when I'm feelin' down or just feelin' all drained out from work... Her adorableness and her sweetness simply puts a smile on me... She never fails to make me smile...&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' forward for the years to come with her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Social Life Close To Zero&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the workin' hours I have... I barely have enough time to actually meet up with my boys...&lt;br /&gt;Even if I were to meet up with them, it'd be after work and that's like late at night... By then, I'd be all drained out and not really enjoyin' it. The only off day I have is a Monday and that is when most of my friends are workin'.. So our schedules don't really meet... On the days where they are off, I'm workin'... Can't really find the time to chill out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people that I meet mostly these days are my band mates... A simple jammin' session and then a hang out at the coffee shop and that's it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm feelin' like I got no social life anymore...&lt;br /&gt;After Work, either head home or have supper with my dearest.. and that's about it..&lt;br /&gt;And soon, I truly need a long break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' forward to the planned Bangkok and Japan trip this year...&lt;br /&gt;Currently savin' up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Signing Off&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess my bloggin' skills have strayed away... Can't think much of what to write anymore... So here I end my blog for today... I'll write in again when I can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who reads this blog, I thank u for actually comin' in to read it up..&lt;br /&gt;Till then u guys... Take care now...&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-1731075851734206427?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1731075851734206427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=1731075851734206427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/1731075851734206427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/1731075851734206427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2012/01/return-of-geek-here-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-1544014052919211204</id><published>2010-03-12T00:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T00:38:45.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo016.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sheesh... A few more days and another week will pass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's how fast time actually fly, don't u guys agree?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And most of us, are like robots...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I mean, everyday, it's a routine...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let's use my life as an example...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;7 Days a week right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And within that one week, I work 5 days..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So that means, 2 Days off..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So here's the routine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;During my workin' days... I get up, get ready for work and then head off to work..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nine and the half hours of work...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And once done,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I head home...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5 Days of doin' the same routine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And on the two days off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I either go out with my adorable Tina&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;or...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hang out with the boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;or...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;head out to jamming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;or...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Crash at B's place...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So yeah, my life's like a fuckin' routine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Like how the phrase goes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Same Shit, Different Days"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Or should I say, different years.. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: Facebook's Bein' A Major Bitch ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now, I don't know if Facebook's bein' a major bitch or that my laptop is just bein' a major slut on me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can't seem to upload my pictures onto Facebook...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everytime I choose my pictures and decided to upload...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It would eventually just have an error at sendin' the pictures.. and that sucks.. I did it a couple of times.. and seriously.. it's like.. a couple of times... and it's still the same until I almost give up...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hope that it'll just be a short glitch or somethin' cuz I really wanna post up pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: Her First Time Tryin' Out "Sup Tulang" ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Guess what? She had never tried "Sup Tulang" in her life! And two days ago, it was her first...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And she was all excited about it... She told me that she had heard about it and seen people eatin'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;BUT she had never tried it... So that day, was her first! Hehehe.. It was kinda cute seein' her being all excited..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Allright, before we begin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo032.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is the "Sup Tulang"... And the direct translation to it is actually... Bone Soup... I know it sounds weird... I mean.. Bone Soup..?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sounds like some prehistoric dish created by some caveman from some tribe or somethin'...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's actually a sheep's bone with some meat on it and then it's cooked with some red coloured gravy which has a li'l sweet &amp;amp; spicy taste to it... Words can't really describe the taste.. U have to try it to know how awesome this is...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For those of u who ate this before, will understand the power.. of the "Tulang"! Hahaha... The best part about eatin' this is the narrow.. the bone narrow.. or somethin' like that.. Some of us would refer to it as.."Som Som".. Yummy!~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo031.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Normally, this dish would be accompanied by slices of bread, to dip into the gravy...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But most of the time... We don't really bother about the bread... We would be more focused on the bone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So me and my baby, head off to Beach Road to have this awesome bite! Beach Road, it's well known for it's delicious "Sup Tulang"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The price for this plate of "Sup Tulang" is 6 bucks...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And 6 bucks is for a bone of 4 and it's a dollar for the bread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The price ranges from 6 bucks to about 16 bucks, depending on the amount of bones u want...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo003.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So when we got there, we ordered the "Sup Tulang" Along with this nice cold cup of Sugar Cane which cost us about maybe, $1.30? or $1.50? I didn't really notice the price..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And so, with the sugar cane drinks and our plate of "Sup Tulang"... We dig in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo036.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the aftermath of eatin' the "Sup Tulang"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo042.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo043.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh... The Horror!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: Intermission ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Some elevator music playing in the background)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo044.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo046.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo047.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;(End Of Intermission)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo096.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo096.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, now we're back... Where we headed next is random... We decided to head out somewhere randomly but in the end, we changed our minds and decided to just head over to Iluma... As usual, we would walk around and just do some window shoppin' and such...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Suddenly, we felt that the "Sup Tulang" wasn't enough... So we walk around, lookin' for some eateries...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So we pass by this place and the smell of the food attracted us... and lookin' at the food on display, it was&amp;nbsp;appetizing... And where is this u asked?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo049.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's BenTen Cafe!&lt;br /&gt;Where is it located at?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo097.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo097.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's right outside Iluma, to the right of the entrance... U won't miss it, it's prominent...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What they have here is a li'l mix of Japanese with Western food... Sorta like fusion? Maybe? Cuz in the menu, there's stuff like Burger with Fries.. and then there's the Japanese stuff... And well, we didn't know what to order... so we order the drinks first...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo065.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo065.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo064.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo058.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo058.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A Coke Float &amp;amp; A Chocolate Milkshake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And we continued lookin' at the menu... And finally, we decided to order...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo086-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo086-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo071.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo071.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo074.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo074.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo085.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo085.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo067.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo075.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I decided to order the Unagi Teppan Set (Unagi actually means Eel in Japanese) and she decided to order the Hamburger Steak with Cheese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo079.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo079.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so, we start eatin' and oh my..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's amazing...Maybe to some it might just be average or to some it might not even taste good but for me, it was awesome! I Tried a li'l bit of her Hamburger Steak, it was great... The meat's cooked just right and the black pepper sauce (U can actually choose from the 3 choices of sauce... Black pepper, Curry and there's one more sauce which I can't remember) was awesome... And with the melted cheese... wow! It was awesome..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo080.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo080.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And as for my Unagi Teppan, the sauce... Oooh la la.. the sauce was good... If only I had a choice to have more unagi... I would.... But the thing is, I can't.. hehe.. I have free flow of rice though! Hehehe..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the thing, if u were to buy the set.. u would have a free flow of either bread or rice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now, the food part... well, the food part, it was great.. but it's not really the highlight of BenTen Cafe...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No Sir..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was their ice cream!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If u were to look at their Ice Cream menu.. U'll be stoked! Seriously...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh wait.. What am I talkin' about? I have the picture of the menu..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo083.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo083.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo084.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo084.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And take a look at this one.. HUGE ASS ICE CREAM!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo082.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo082.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It may not look at huge ass in the picture.. but when ur there.. Oh.. it's huge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We ordered this particular one where it's named "Never Give Up" and it was already considered huge.. I mean, it says there.. for 2-4 Person.. So imagine how huge it is... And when I placed the order, a few minutes later, the server said.."We're sorry sir, we ran out of that glass, is it ok if we upgrade u to the big glass?" I looked into my sweetheart and she looked at me.. and we're like.. "Ok!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now, the big glass.. is for 3-5 Person.. Now.. There's somethin' wrong ain't it? I mean... me and her equals 2... now 3-5 person? Wow! It's insane!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I need not say anymore, let these pictures let u have an idea...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo088.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo088.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo090.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo090.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo091.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo092.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo093.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo093.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo093.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo095.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2011th%20March%202010/Photo095.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And we finished it! Can u believe it? We actually finished it! It's amazing! On top, there's bananas, kiwis, Honeydew, Love letter biscuit, Strawberries and even a toffee pudding! And inside that huge glass... There's actually cornflakes! And oh my god, it's like.. uber amazing! Seriously... Fat Boy's Heaven! It was uber yummy! And it was worth.. even better than Swensen's.. That I must say! For a slightly lesser amount.. and for a generous quantity... it was damn worth it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/joVrA_J1m7Q&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/joVrA_J1m7Q&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I recommend BenTen Cafe to anyone who wanna head out and have an awesome dessert...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Total Amount Spent At BenTen Cafe: about $65&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rating: 9/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Recommended to those who loves Ice Cream!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Allrighty then, I guess this is it for my entry... I shall write in again soon when I have more stuff to talk about... As for now, do take care! And please, if u have any comments or wish to like, communicate to me.. Use the comment box at the bottom of this blog... Feel free to write in.. Take care! Goodbye everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-1544014052919211204?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1544014052919211204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=1544014052919211204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/1544014052919211204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/1544014052919211204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/sheesh.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-8676886278652601838</id><published>2010-03-09T20:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T20:32:09.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo002.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: A Fine Tuesday ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's right...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a fine Tuesday...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A very, quiet&amp;nbsp;subtle one...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stayed home the whole&amp;nbsp;time today with the occasional sleep and awake moments...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I must say that the weather's a li'l warmed up today...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, not only today, but almost everyday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somehow, I suspect that it's the haze cuz I can smell the haze..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I can see the haze...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;U know, when it gets all..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;smoked up in the air...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, whatever it is, I know that it's my off day today and I'm suppose to be on relaxed mode..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And well, I am...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm chillin' out for sure...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now is about 7:52 PM and I'll be jammin' later with BP at 11 PM...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still no news from Bernard and the rest...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm guessin' they're pretty tired or somethin'...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because from what I understand, Yan &amp;amp; B had their shoot yesterday and they ended quite late...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Very late...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: Mort ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo042.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo043.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo044.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Mort...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The adorably cute character from Madasgascar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And what u see here is actually a head pillow of the character Mort..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This pillow's given to the kids who checked in as VIPs with their parents...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish I could have this adorable pillow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is another random picture post... Hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: Casio G-Shock ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo028.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is a G-Shock watch...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;From Casio...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just like how the title says..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was a gift...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A sweet gift given by my adorable Tina..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was Chinese New Year &amp;amp; Valentine's Day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well... Before the two special days actually...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was slightly before her birthday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me and her two friends celebrated her birthday by treating her to Seoul Garden buffet in Bugis,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Right after that, we walked around.. lookin' and just.. window shopped...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo027.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And then she and her friends were acting all suspicious and with all the weird questions and stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was beginning to suspect somethin'... And well, I know somewhat they were lookin' for a gift.. and that gift was somehow to me... I mean, I may be wrong the first time when I thought about it... but after the bunch of questions asked by her friends.. I guess the surprise was no longer there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I was right... It was for me.. hehe.. But the though of my baby wantin' to give me a li'l surprise was very sweet... Very sweet indeed! Thank you baby for the cool watch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo025.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: Car Wash With Baby ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo026.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo029.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo041.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the day where she got surprised by me... She was workin' and she ended late that night and before that, I was already at home cuz I end work around 5pm and got home maybe about 6 or so?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her shift ends at 12:45am that night... And so we were exchanging messages and stuff and I told her that I was gettin' ready for bed already and stuff... but the fact is that I was actually gettin' ready to head to her workplace... And we kept on messaging and she was really thinkin' that I was at home on my bed when I was actually driving down already...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And so, when I got there, I told her to give me a call after she's done with work as I wanted to hear her before I go to bed.. and so.. she did.. she called me up.. and still, she thought I was at home.. hehehe.. It was adorable... I was hidin' somewhere and I could hear her voice from afar as I was talkin' to her on the phone...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After all that, she was surprised to see me...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was really cute of her... very cute...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And so, we took a short drive around, sending her colleauges (my ex colleagues too) back, one by one... and lastly, before we head home, we sent the car for a wash... So the pictures u see up there, was that particular day.. So Sweet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: Hot Cars ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speakin' of cars...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On every weekend, at work... I will always get to see hot cars! Sweet lookin' cars...&lt;br /&gt;Lamborghini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ferrari&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bentley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esprit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Porsche&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aston Martin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And a few others... It's like... a whole gallery of hot cars on display over the weekends...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some of the pictures that I took... Can't get all of 'em because I'm workin'.. but somehow, I got some... So here they are...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo019.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo022.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo021.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo023.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blogspot%20Entry%209th%20March%202010%20Tuesday/Photo024.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, that's about it for now.. hope that u enjoyed my entry today.. I'll be back again with more.. I hope.. As for now... Take care and cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-8676886278652601838?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8676886278652601838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=8676886278652601838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/8676886278652601838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/8676886278652601838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-469284213264147132</id><published>2010-02-27T19:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T19:27:41.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/Photo002.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="42" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/Photo002.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;.:: Last Night Shift To Go ::.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey all, I'm back again to do another update... Previously, I've been workin' the B shift most of the time, which I feel is the most fucked up shift ever... I mean, ur neither here nor there.. That's what I always feel about mid-shifts... Cuz when u wake up in the mornin', ur already gettin' ready to get to work... and once ur at work, it's in the afternoon and when u end work.. it's like too late to do anythin'... (Hang outs, date, dinner and so on).. So yeah...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday I had a night shift and boy, night shift's awesome... There ain't much stress goin' on... Peaceful, not much movement and u feel free at work. And the best part, no one really bother u...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The only downside about the night shift is that ur workin' late at night while everyone else are asleep and for me, I'm a night person so I don't really mind actually...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So there I was, at work, doin' my own work (Polish the trolleys, fetch newspapers, charge the buggy and what not), with no one bothering me... and time flies.. oh my.. time really flies when ur workin' the night shift.. and that's a good thing.. hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few days before I was complainin' when I saw my schedule because when I saw my schedule, I saw my night shift and right after my night shift was my off day.. And I don't really like it when I'm havin' an off day right after my night shift cuz half of ur off day is gone... '&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So there I was complainin' about my one day off and stuff.. bla bla bla..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUT...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;.:: 3 Days Off + 1 Day PH = 4 Days To Chill Out ::.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw next week's schedule and I was like...Happy as monkey who had just gotten 10 bananas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, maybe not to that extend but somehow I was jumpin' for joy.. haha...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday's my off and then for next week, I got Monday and Tuesday off and then on Wednesday, I got one PH... So yeah! JOY TO THE FUCKIN' WORLD! Hahahah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If only I could keep my PH, that would be awesome but then again, we're not allowed to keep it long.. darn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For those who's wonderin' what PH means.. it's Public Holiday... For every holiday u work, u'll earn one day of PH that u can claim for later... So it's all good...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If u guys ever wonder how my uniform looks like.. well.. here it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/27103_321101547209_823962209_338978.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="43" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/27103_321101547209_823962209_338978.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;.:: The Devil's Room ::.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hmmm, the devil's room... For this part of the entry, it's not really associatin' with the devil or seen the devil or anythin' like that...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/Photo006.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="44" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/Photo006.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's just that when I was walkin' on the corridor of the 6th floor... to send some letter to some room... I stumble upon a door number and I was like..."Whoa~~~"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/Photo008.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="45" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/Photo008.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's right people... "666"... that's the number I saw... And I thought... "Shit, ain't that the Devil's Number"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So Yeah.. it's just a random entry for this one.. hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;.:: Dinner With The Few ::.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A bunch of us are plannin' to have like a small gatherin' and just hang out, u know.. maybe have a li'l bondin' session... What they have plan is to go have dinner and maybe go for a movie or Karaoke or somethin' like that... And it's all happenin' this Wednesday... I'm guessin' it's gonna be fun.. well.. let's just see how it goes for that day...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The place for dinner: Marche @ Vivocity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my not Marche again.. Heh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;.:: Sweetness ::.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/Photo093.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="46" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/Photo093.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/Photo005.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="47" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/Photo005.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, this is what u get when u ask a cute li'l adorable lady to wear a big guy's stuff... Adorably cute she is! Without realizing, it's already like almost 8 months together come this 10th March... Wow, it's been that long ey? I'm amazed at it... somehow.. hehehe.. I love her so much, she's so adorable. My li'l Miss Tina Tan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a couple more pictures of us hangin' out... No where grand, just ur regular... HDB Void Deck...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/Photo043.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="48" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/Photo043.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/Photo054.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="49" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/Photo054.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/Photo064.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="50" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/Photo064.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/Photo067.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="51" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/Photo067.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/Photo068.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="52" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/Photo068.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/Photo089.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="53" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/Photo089.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;.:: iPod Touch, Xbox 360 or iPad ::.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember the last time I wrote in about what I'm plannin' to buy for myself?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was thinkin' either to get the iPod Touch or buy again an Xbox right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, for now, I got another option in the list...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeap, that's right, it's the iPad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was readin' about it in &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/" linkindex="54"&gt;Apple's Website&lt;/a&gt; and somehow, it caught my attention. The only thing is that, it's not out yet... So I might have to wait for it but hell, it's quite a beauty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mean, it's like the blown up version of the iPhone... It's almost the same only it's bigger..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somewhat a cross breed of the iPod Touch and the Macbook... But hey, it's a beauty... that's for sure...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/mail_20100127.png" imageanchor="1" linkindex="55" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/Blog%20Entry%2027th%20Feb%202010/mail_20100127.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like I said, ain't she a beauty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Allright then all, looks like I have to get going now... gotta prepare for work already...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;U people take care now and please, don't be shy to write in to me in my comment box which is located right at the bottom of this page.. do leave a comment or messages there aight?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good night everybody! Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-469284213264147132?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/469284213264147132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=469284213264147132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/469284213264147132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/469284213264147132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-7276625240830562027</id><published>2010-02-18T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T23:00:45.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: Lalness Thursday ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy wow... It's a Thursday and it's my first A shift after a long stretch of B shift... And wakin' up in the mornin' can be quite a bitch.. hehehe... I was a li'l late just now... well... slightly late actually... About 10 mins maybe? But it was allright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work today was a li'l boring... Nothin' much to do, except the fact that there are like... loads of people walkin' around here and there just to take a look at the "newly" opened Resort... Just a bunch of people who's curious about the place... There was some in-house guests BUT the outside crowd makes up most of the human traffic that's moving about in the lobby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of frequently asked questions... I mean, I have to repeat the answers over and over and over.. but hey, it's to a totally different bunch of people.. so it's allright... Tired, thirsty.. but it's all good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"May I know the way to Hard Rock Hotel?"&lt;br /&gt;"Which way to the Casino?"&lt;br /&gt;"Do u have anything to eat for lunch around here?"&lt;br /&gt;"What are the room rates?"&lt;br /&gt;"When will Universal Studios be opened?"&lt;br /&gt;"May I know the way to Universal Studios?"&lt;br /&gt;"How do I get to Siloso Beach from here?"&lt;br /&gt;"Do u know the way to the monorail station?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few of the common questions that I have to face for the past few days...&lt;br /&gt;And the people come in all different shapes and sizes... and age as well...&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, tomorrow is another day of answerin' questions... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: B Back From HK ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernard was away in Hong Kong all these while and I didn't know until it was like about 3 days after he left... I didn't know cuz the last time we met, he told me that he wasn't going... and suddenly, there he was, in HK... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was pretty much quiet without B around.. I mean... quite boring without B.. He's my best bud since I was 14... we're tight like brothers... Hahaha... I mean, it's like a routine for me to chill out at his place during my off days.. but my past off day... I was at home... ngast! At home.. the whole fuckin' time.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, he's back anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: Split Off Days ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. I guess I'm gonna have my first split off days next week... Out of the almost two months of workin' there... I've always had two off days back to back.. and next week, is gonna be my first split off days... ( Bor~~~ring! ). Well, I guess i just have to make do with it for now.. heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allright then all, I guess I don't have much to write about now.. I shall return when I have more material to write about.. heh... and I promise pictures in the next entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to all and please.. do write in my shout box at the bottom of this blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-7276625240830562027?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7276625240830562027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=7276625240830562027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/7276625240830562027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/7276625240830562027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-5525582934448740957</id><published>2010-02-17T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T17:20:59.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Man Has Returned&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey all! I know that I’ve been away for a while and I’ve not been updatin’ my blog… I’m guessin’ that some of u do return here to check out if I did update my blog… I know cuz I’ve subscribed to this site traffic report thingy and they keep sendin’ me e-mails… and I did see like a couple of u who visits my blog…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok… maybe not a couple… just a few… and that few is like.. one or two of ya.. hahaha…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Well… I’m back now.. and yes… it has been a few months since I last wrote and there’s so many things that had happened…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A band disbanded, an ex who got engaged, new job that I grew to love…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many many things!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chinese New Year, Valentine’s Day &amp;amp; Casino Opening? Bad Idea…&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s right everyone, u read that properly… 14th February had past and as we all know that it was Valentine’s Day… Nothin’ special to me… I mean, to me, Everyday is Valentine’s Day, it’s just the way u see it… To me, everyday is a special day for me and my girlfriend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/blog%20entry%2017th%20Feb%202010/Photo097.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/blog%20entry%2017th%20Feb%202010/Photo097.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talkin’ about girlfriend, this is a recent picture of us… Taken yesterday in KFC while we’re out doin’ some window shoppin’ in Tampines…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cashless but full of wishlist… Wanted to buy almost everything I see.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to the topic… 14th February… A day where there was a few events going on… Valentine’s Day was one of it and I had to work on that day…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/blog%20entry%2017th%20Feb%202010/htrh5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/blog%20entry%2017th%20Feb%202010/htrh5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another event that happened on that day was Dzafir’s birthday… Valentino Boy… hehe… Tweet had planned a li’l Surprise Birthday Picnic for Dzafir on that day… It all happened in Marina Barrage and I wished that I could have been there. Saw some pictures of them havin’ fun through Mon’s facebook and I wished I could have been there. They had food, drinks and a couple of games to play.. and they were even flyin’ kites! Oh well, too bad, I had to work…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other event that happened on that very day… Was Chinese New Year… So that means.. it was a Holiday… I mean, Gong Xi Fa Cai to all my chinese friends but the thing that was making that day very hectic.. was the fact that it was the Grand Opening of the Casino at the place where I was workin’… So… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/blog%20entry%2017th%20Feb%202010/Photo052.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/blog%20entry%2017th%20Feb%202010/Photo052.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Holiday + Casino Opening = Insanely Hectic Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What u see here in the picture is the way towards the Casino… Now, this is when there was no one around and it was before the openin’ of the casino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is totally nothing compared to the day of the opening… It was so crowded… it was insanely packed and everyone keep walkin’ about.. even till 10 plus in the evenin’ where the crowd would normally die down… The past few days of workin’ during the Chinese New Year period made me felt as though I was workin’ in some Fish Market due to the high human traffic… It was crazy.. simply crazy… And somehow, it made me realized how the casino can make a person so addicted to gambling… People just keep comin’ back and they stayed very long inside the casino… Thank god I don’t gamble…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully that by the time I come back to work after my off days, that crowd will not be like how it was… Hoping for it to be slightly lesser…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Less Cash But Loads Of Items In The Wishlist&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was walkin’ about with my dearest yesterday in Tampines, I saw a lot of things that I thought of buyin’… but lookin’ at the prices of those things sorta like, stop me in the tracks…. Things are gettin’ more expensive these days… but somehow, I have two things that I so wanna get…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. 32GB iPod Touch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/blog%20entry%2017th%20Feb%202010/itouch01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/blog%20entry%2017th%20Feb%202010/itouch01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Xbox 360&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/blog%20entry%2017th%20Feb%202010/Xbox-360-Elite-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/blog%20entry%2017th%20Feb%202010/Xbox-360-Elite-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m guessin’ that some of u guys might be wonderin’…”Why would he get another Xbox 360 when he has already got one?” Well… True, I do have one but the current one that I have is damaged beyond repair… It’s gone, dead.. RIP…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The infamous “Red Ring Of Death” took it away… My dad did fix it somehow but it went dead all over again… So I so wanna get another Xbox… My 12 Months Gold Membership is still on and it'd be a waste if I don’t use it…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For the iPod touch… I feel that I need it for my own entertainment use, u know… like listenin’ to mp3 or play some of the games they have… and even surf the net on it’s wi-fi! Thought of gettin’ the iPhone but my Samsung Beat DJ is still new and besides, it has a unique design and not many people own this phone so I’m definitely stickin’ to my Samsung phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The End Of A Memorable Experience&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Almost 11 years… and only now, it ended… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sad ending but in a very good note… And the support that everyone gave was amazing… It was so amazing that it somehow brought me to tears. 11 years is a long time… The stuff we went through together was insane… The happy moments, the sad moments, the heated moments… Highs and Lows… we went through it together and somehow, we always manage to pull things off… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Writing songs, playin’ shows, travelling together during tours, the bond… Everything… had been a wonderful experience for me and as well for the guys as well… Those who step on board to play alongside with us, even if it’s just a short while, will always be remembered. My band, my fellow musicians as well as my brothers… those 11 years together had been awesome… No Direction / After The Sky is love…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R.I.P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No Direction / After The Sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(1999 – 2010)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/blog%20entry%2017th%20Feb%202010/TshirtLogo-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/blog%20entry%2017th%20Feb%202010/TshirtLogo-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/blog%20entry%2017th%20Feb%202010/6928.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/blog%20entry%2017th%20Feb%202010/ry3D400gerge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/blog%20entry%2017th%20Feb%202010/ry3D400gerge.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-5525582934448740957?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5525582934448740957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=5525582934448740957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/5525582934448740957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/5525582934448740957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/man-has-returned-hey-all-i-know-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-1951762047838210303</id><published>2009-08-26T04:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T05:44:56.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: A Few Months After The Shitfall ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey everyone! After a long "Hiatus" status... I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;Like I said in the previous entry, I didn't go away to anywhere...&lt;br /&gt;It's just that I've not been bloggin'... Sorta like, didn't have the time to...&lt;br /&gt;Juggling time with...&lt;br /&gt;Work...&lt;br /&gt;Friends...&lt;br /&gt;Band...&lt;br /&gt;Family...&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;Love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right everyone, u read the last part right..&lt;br /&gt;Love...&lt;br /&gt;The last time u guys read up about me...&lt;br /&gt;I fell out of love... a very long relationship that ended so sudden...&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I was so EMO and stuff... Talkin' about this.. bla bla bla.. and that...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I was... I was downed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things slowly pick up again... After I realized that it's not... really worth it...&lt;br /&gt;After I realized that shit happens for a reason... and I learnt to accept this phrase...&lt;br /&gt;"If it's meant to be, things will fall into place... If it doesn't... just let it go..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes... it was hurtful but hey, I picked things up...&lt;br /&gt;Found someone new and by now, some of u may know about it...&lt;br /&gt;Most probably through facebook...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SpRGMlyEjkI/AAAAAAAAAHY/AB6G2DGWc9Q/s1600-h/Sayang+Sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SpRGMlyEjkI/AAAAAAAAAHY/AB6G2DGWc9Q/s320/Sayang+Sleeping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373997437474344514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This...&lt;br /&gt;Everyone...&lt;br /&gt;Is Miss Tina Tan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had found the broken pieces of my heart and decided to fix it up slowly...&lt;br /&gt;And to heal is what she did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She makes me smile every time I see her...&lt;br /&gt;She shows concern every time I'm not eatin' enough or if I'm tired...&lt;br /&gt;She always check up on me to make sure that I'm all ok...&lt;br /&gt;She's my new found angel... Adorable li'l Tina of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now we're comin' into our 1 month mark.. and comin' up soon to our second month... Many would say that it's still the honey moon period and yes, I couldn't agree with them more... I mean, it's still the sweet relationship era... And well, I really hope that it will stay this way.. cuz I'm really lovin' it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see how this one goes cuz so far... it's been wonderful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SpRH3NIluxI/AAAAAAAAAHg/RuL6MdsEXd0/s1600-h/Me+and+my+angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SpRH3NIluxI/AAAAAAAAAHg/RuL6MdsEXd0/s320/Me+and+my+angel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373999269103909650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:: Finally Got Myself A New Phone ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SpRI9kwsRKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/3oG7O5K4zXA/s1600-h/samsung-beat-dj-rm-eng-official.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SpRI9kwsRKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/3oG7O5K4zXA/s200/samsung-beat-dj-rm-eng-official.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374000478036968610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did put up a video on the phone that I want...&lt;br /&gt;One was the Samsung Beat DJ phone...&lt;br /&gt;While the other was the T-mobile's Sidekick phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got one of 'em...&lt;br /&gt;Which is the Samsung Beat DJ Phone...&lt;br /&gt;This phone had gotten a fair share of good and bad review about it but I guess it all boils down to the individual...&lt;br /&gt;To my personal opinion, this phone is fantastic... It's amazing...&lt;br /&gt;Mainly because of the unique look of it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sucker for weird lookin' phones or different from others... so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, the phone doesn't look like a phone.. it looks like some mp3 player or somethin'...&lt;br /&gt;it's a touchscreen phone and it's cool except that it's a li'l laggy when u touch the icon u want.. but it's not really THAT much of a lag.. just like a few milliseconds or somethin'?&lt;br /&gt;As for the sound on this phone, it's insanely awesome! The speakers are made by Bang &amp;amp; Olufsen... So imagine that.. the sound on the speakers... It creates and almost stereo sound when u play it at full blast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of it's unique widget is the Beat DJ thingy... That's why it's called Samsung Beat DJ...&lt;br /&gt;U can play any tracks that u have stored in ur phone and then u can like, edit it.. Like, scratch the song.. or put in effects.. or have the tempo changed or shift the pitch... and stuff like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the camera, it's a 3.2 mega pixel quality and if u wanna see the quality.. just look at the picture of Tina I posted up... That is the quality of it's 3.2 mega pixel.. and it's not that good when taken at night but it can be great when it's shot in the day, when the lighting is good...&lt;br /&gt;As for the video.. it has a 640 x 480 VGA mode... and it doesn't lag when u shoot it... and like it's camera.. it takes better video in day time due to good lighting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Overall rating to me, this phone is amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: Might Be Jumping Ship ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of u know, currently I'm workin' at Filmgarde... That cinema place...&lt;br /&gt;Well, the job is really slackin'...&lt;br /&gt;and it's a simple job...&lt;br /&gt;BUT.. I just feel that $1,050 per month is not really enough for me... I mean.. it's enough to like.. survive.. but not enough to like... save cash...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm thinkin' of jumping ship...&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, I head out to that Resorts World @ Sentosa interview thingy...&lt;br /&gt;They're like givin' out job opportunities to many many positions..&lt;br /&gt;cuz this resort is like.. openin' 6 Hotels on the island.. and not to mention... Universals Studios!&lt;br /&gt;So they had post like Crew &amp;amp; Retail for Universals Studios...&lt;br /&gt;Duty Manager, Guest Relation Agents, Concierge, Bellboy, Doorman and what not for the hotels post..&lt;br /&gt;They have Casino post too...&lt;br /&gt;F&amp;amp;B..&lt;br /&gt;Driver for limousines and even Trams...&lt;br /&gt;Technicians...&lt;br /&gt;And like a lot more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got to the place for the interview..&lt;br /&gt;The queue reminds me of the queue for Hello Kitty... It's insanely long...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, there I was.. queuing up and fillin' in the form.. and moving along to the front..&lt;br /&gt;And when I got to the front, I submitted my form and then, I was told to come back at 1pm (it was like 11 plus in the morning by the time I submitted the form)&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. gee... 11 plus to 1.. what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I did was walk out of the place.. hang out at some void deck till the time comes...&lt;br /&gt;And I head back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there I was.. waitin'...&lt;br /&gt;waitin' for my name to be called...&lt;br /&gt;and after waitin' for like about half an hour or so..&lt;br /&gt;My name was called...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mohamed. Hezwan Bin Ismail..."&lt;br /&gt;And I raised my hand and walked to the other queue...&lt;br /&gt;And then we were brought over to another holding point... (Wow! There's like shit load of waitin' point and it was gettin' a li'l tiring... and what's worse, I was workin' later that day!)&lt;br /&gt;So there I was, all alone... along with many other strangers who's lookin' for jobs...&lt;br /&gt;Waited...&lt;br /&gt;Waited...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;Waited...&lt;br /&gt;And then some Ang Moh guy came out and called out my name...&lt;br /&gt;So yeah...&lt;br /&gt;I went in..&lt;br /&gt;And the interview went on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told me about the job...&lt;br /&gt;Explain to me about what I would be doin' if I get it..&lt;br /&gt;He Explained about the resort...&lt;br /&gt;And he told me...&lt;br /&gt;Give it 7 - 10 days...&lt;br /&gt;If I get the call, that means I'm shortlisted to go for a second interview..&lt;br /&gt;If not.. then it's not a success...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. right now.. I'm like waitin'...&lt;br /&gt;I applied for Guest Relation Agent, Concierge and Bellboy...&lt;br /&gt;The first two post are all filled up...&lt;br /&gt;So I'm left with Bellboy...&lt;br /&gt;So there u have it...&lt;br /&gt;I'm hopin' I'd get it so I can jump ship outta here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight peeps... I think that's about it.. I nearly fell asleep in front of my lappy... It's the fastin' month by the way.. Ramadhan it is.. and we're on our 5 day today... and stoppage time is soon... So that's right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone and I'm sorry if this entry is a li'l... not smooth flowing.. hehe.. I'm like shagged out.. and wantin' to sleep right now.. so yeah.. typin' out rubbish.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight all.. take care.. cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-1951762047838210303?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1951762047838210303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=1951762047838210303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/1951762047838210303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/1951762047838210303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SpRGMlyEjkI/AAAAAAAAAHY/AB6G2DGWc9Q/s72-c/Sayang+Sleeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-7461886513498590368</id><published>2009-08-23T03:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T04:03:26.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: The Return Of Yoshi ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hoy&lt;/span&gt; to everyone! I've been away for a while...&lt;br /&gt;No, not away from the world, that's a definite no but just away from writing...&lt;br /&gt;Not because I don't wanna write in but it's just that I do not have that much time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;writin&lt;/span&gt;' in more when I have the time...&lt;br /&gt;This entry is just to let u guys know that blindedheart.blogspot.com is still up and running (it had been running since '03, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got lots of things to update on.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;heheh&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Picked myself up after the heavy fall out of a relationship...&lt;br /&gt;Got me self the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Samsung&lt;/span&gt; Beat DJ phone...&lt;br /&gt;Without realising, it's been 3 months since I joined the company...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's the mini update on what's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt;' on in my life..&lt;br /&gt;So yeah..&lt;br /&gt;I'll write in soon.. again... So do take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those who had been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;comin&lt;/span&gt;' in to check up on my blog..&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say thank u for even wanting to read my blog.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Aight&lt;/span&gt; then... till the next entry...&lt;br /&gt;Take care for now... cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-7461886513498590368?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7461886513498590368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=7461886513498590368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/7461886513498590368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/7461886513498590368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-147858135409077802</id><published>2009-06-30T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:06:34.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.::&lt;/span&gt; Mundane Tuesday ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's a Tuesday... and it's quite a dull Tuesday... Sorta just got home from B's place.. after an activity of random stuff earlier&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole thingy started after work yesterday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;evenin&lt;/span&gt;'... I ended my shift at 5pm... Hang out in the cinema to waste some time till about 6 plus... And then head over to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BMC&lt;/span&gt; (Yes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BMC&lt;/span&gt;.. that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;skool&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jammin&lt;/span&gt;' studio where many of us started out from there) to jam with Goodnight Air.. Jammed out with some of the songs.. and a new song.. which I love so much.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;... Very catchy... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Interestin&lt;/span&gt;' tune...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;jammin&lt;/span&gt;'... head off to meet up with B and Lyn at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kadir&lt;/span&gt;... had dinner there.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;nothin&lt;/span&gt;' more than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Prata&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Telur&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hehee&lt;/span&gt;.. simple stuff... and after this is where the randomness begins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with the boys.. head off to HIGH to play Left 4 Dead... Tried out a new game at first.. it's called.. Killing Floor... A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;li'l&lt;/span&gt; interesting but not that pleasing.. like Left 4 Dead... it's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;li'l&lt;/span&gt; bit too slow moving... And so.. we decided to play L4D after some rounds in Killing Floor... Completed the No Mercy campaign in Expert mode.. and felt happy about it... but somehow, I died at the end.. god damn it! So close... to get away.. and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;fuckin&lt;/span&gt;' tank had just got to kill me! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;... the other three survived...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the mad gaming... we head off...&lt;br /&gt;To where?&lt;br /&gt;Well.. to look for the best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Tahuey&lt;/span&gt; in Singapore.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;... We tried at random places.. tried one in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Geylang&lt;/span&gt;.. but it wasn't nice... so we set off to town area.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;lookin&lt;/span&gt;' for any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Tahuey&lt;/span&gt; stall... to me.. that was kinda random... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.. And the guys had been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;doin&lt;/span&gt;' it for a while.. and then... we wanted to look for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;popiah&lt;/span&gt; stall.. at night.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. after a failed attempt to look for one.. I head off to B's place.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;feelin&lt;/span&gt;' all sleepy.. BUT.. got some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;sessioning&lt;/span&gt; to do.. and we did.. Me and B did session.. and got some finalise tunes down.. somehow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. that's how my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;mornin&lt;/span&gt;' went.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.. A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;li'l&lt;/span&gt; too long and boring ain't it? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Aight&lt;/span&gt;.. that's about it.. Just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;writin&lt;/span&gt;' in to fill up the emptiness in my blog... I'll write in again if there's interesting stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-147858135409077802?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/147858135409077802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=147858135409077802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/147858135409077802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/147858135409077802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-4407987337982676092</id><published>2009-06-20T15:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T15:32:47.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Firstly, I've not been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;updatin&lt;/span&gt;' my blog because it's either I'm too lazy to type in or I just do not know what to type in... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nothin&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;interestin&lt;/span&gt;' had happened besides the fact that I just got dumped for being some dude who do not have any savings.. so yeah... Here I am.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Writin&lt;/span&gt;' in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: It All Boils Back Down To Me ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After the whole shit happened... I've been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thinkin&lt;/span&gt;'... At work when I have like rest periods in between halls... I think... yes.. I think about the stuff that happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Havin&lt;/span&gt;' flashbacks of the good times... and memorable events with her.. and even the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;arguments&lt;/span&gt; and what not... Come to think of it.. we've been through a lot.. Since I was serving NS to the time where I got into school... and when I graduated.. and now.. when I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;havin&lt;/span&gt;' this current job... Wow.. she had been there... And I had been there for her too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all good, the memories...&lt;br /&gt;but the way it ended was a depressing one... not the way I pictured it though...&lt;br /&gt;And I had realised that... it's somehow me... I lead the whole thing to here.. of how it ended...&lt;br /&gt;5 years.. yes.. it's a long time.. but the thing is, it was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;li'l&lt;/span&gt; too long for her.. she had waited.. and waited... but I couldn't accomplish our dream...&lt;br /&gt;Which is to get engage and settle down...&lt;br /&gt;She said before that her age was catching up on her.. and she felt that it's time to settle down...&lt;br /&gt;From my point of view... I do want to settle down with her, why wouldn't I? we had built up this relationship for a long time.. of course I wanna settle down with her... But the only thing is that's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;stoppin&lt;/span&gt;' me.. is the finance...&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't financially ready...&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I don't even have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;friggin&lt;/span&gt;' savings account... I can't even take care of myself comfortably... how am I to take care of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;some one's&lt;/span&gt; daughter?&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I wanted to do, was to save up (which I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;doin&lt;/span&gt;' now) and like.. have a good amount of income.. or.. savings.. and be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;li'l&lt;/span&gt; bit comfortable in the finance department.. and only then I'd declare that I"m financially ready..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted the best for her... U know, financially ready so that I can support her.. and let her be as comfortable as she can be once we pass that engagement stage or even the marriage stage... but well, all she looked at... was her age... if only she'd wait a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;li'l&lt;/span&gt; longer.. which she cannot afford to.. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;guessin&lt;/span&gt;' that it's pressure from her parents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, I'm the cause of all this... She wasn't happy with us... and I feel that it's me...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the cause of this...&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I just hope she'll be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.. and that her new guy will be able to take care of her well.. unlike me.. who couldn't do much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money does make the world go round... somehow.. it cannot buy everything, true... but somehow, u need money to make things happen... Even the smallest gifts, u still need cash right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I conclude...&lt;br /&gt;It all boils back down to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Transformers ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, the official &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;openin&lt;/span&gt;' for Transformers: Revenge Of The Fallen is scheduled next week.. June 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;... I have this feeling, that the cinemas are going to have a hard time.. with the crowd and all.. be it Cathay, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;GV&lt;/span&gt;, Eng &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Wah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Filmgarde&lt;/span&gt; and what not... people are going to buzz in and catch the movie... Even me, I'm all excited about it! It's an awesome movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't forget folks.. June 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;... That's the date...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and lastly, if u guys are interested in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;catchin&lt;/span&gt;' free shows, I could sneak u guys in... That is.. if it's on a weekday.. it's much easier... just contact me.. and maybe I could get u guys in.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Allrighty&lt;/span&gt;.. that's about it for now.. I'll write in again.. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-4407987337982676092?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4407987337982676092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=4407987337982676092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/4407987337982676092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/4407987337982676092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/firstly-ive-not-been-updatin-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-7896698514110111989</id><published>2009-06-13T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T22:02:35.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Thousand Pieces Of The Broken Heart ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's been a few days since the broke up happened...&lt;br /&gt;I'm still lost and in denial... I guess...&lt;br /&gt;Just couldn't accept the fact that she had just chose to leave... just like that... Without any second thoughts and what not... And I guess I can't accept the fact that she said it as though that 5 years was like.. 5 days.. or 5 hours...&lt;br /&gt;5 years... it ain't short... and the kind of break up that she gave.. wasn't the kind of break up someone would give when they had just choose to leave a 5 year old relationship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple sorry, and a simple decision.. and that's it... just like that...&lt;br /&gt;And I guess I can't accept the fact that she lied when she said that she still loves me...&lt;br /&gt;Why can't she just speak the truth? It may hurt but not as bad as this one...&lt;br /&gt;Having someone else on standby when I'm still workin' my ass off to make things right again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right when I had plans for her when I get my first pay... To actually take her out on a proper date which we lacked after so long.. I had plans to bring her up high onto the flyer.. and to dine in her favourite restaurant.. and watch movies just like old times...&lt;br /&gt;But all that, went down the drain... I wasn't given a chance to even prove it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I still love you.." Blah blah shmada! Call me a sore loser but that's rubbish! Don't say u love me when u don't love me at all! Why do u have to toy with my feelings? And when I asked u why do u still not want us to get back together again, u would come out with stupid reason such as.."Now's just not the time.. I wouldn't my friends to think differently..." BULLSHIT! If u were to truly love me, u wouldn't give a damn what ur friends would say or think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all of this, leads to one thing... She had fallen in love with someone else...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;That's Right..&lt;br /&gt;Someone else..&lt;br /&gt;Not me... the guy who went through thick and thin for 5 years.. yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Some dude came along.. within like.. 2 or 3 months (all of this while I'm still tryin' to work things out) and she falls in love with him... Wow! Great news ain't it? I worked my ass off for a year and only then I got her!&lt;br /&gt;And this dude.. within' months..&lt;br /&gt;Great ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too heartbroken... too betrayed... and I am such a fuckin' fool to actually believe whatever she said... and I felt for it.. I feel so fucked up! She's a liar.. a true true liar and a Grade A+ pretender...&lt;br /&gt;And it made me feel as though history repeats all over again...&lt;br /&gt;Shit like these always happens to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw this shit! Fuck it... May that dude with muscular body just do whatever he wants to do to her.. or what not.. it's their lives now... Yeah.. I can't force her to love me anymore.. it ain't right.. if she choose him.. then go... Cuz I feel that what's to come.. will be someone who's waaaay fuckin' better than her... if she wants to not care about our 5 years.. I can do that too... Screw u...&lt;br /&gt;U don't deserve that name... Hallie... It's not even close to ur real name.. Noorhalmah...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for not even caring about how I feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: The Right Thing To Do ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When I was at work just now..&lt;br /&gt;I was thinkin' about her....&lt;br /&gt;Well, in fact.. I thought about her the whole time.. since the day she sent that stupid break up SMS...&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts keep running through my mind...&lt;br /&gt;About those times we had..&lt;br /&gt;About her features..&lt;br /&gt;Her smile and laughter and all...&lt;br /&gt;The arguments we had and such...&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin' at how stupid we were to argue over li'l things...&lt;br /&gt;And lastly,&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinkin'...&lt;br /&gt;What did I ever do wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Where did I go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;And slowly, I learn to accept it...&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;Still tryin' to accept it...&lt;br /&gt;And so I thought of her mom... and dad...&lt;br /&gt;For all those years they've been sorta like.. took care of me..&lt;br /&gt;Lettin' me stay at their place,&lt;br /&gt;take me along to their Johore trips, and all those dinners and foods they had treat me to.. and those picnics and such...&lt;br /&gt;5 years is a long year as like how I said before.. and within that 5 years.. they had done so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I did... was call up her mom...&lt;br /&gt;I thanked her for all those years she had been taking care of me... and I apologised to her if I had offended her in any way...&lt;br /&gt;And she said the same thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Makcik pun gitu jugak lah kalau makcik ada salah silap kata terhadap wan.."&lt;br /&gt;(Likewise if I've did or say anything offensive towards u)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we hung up...&lt;br /&gt;For all those years...&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've no chance to repay what they've done for me...&lt;br /&gt;The least I could do was to say thanks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just felt that it was the right thing to do...&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;I had always been treating them like my own family...&lt;br /&gt;and I'm gonna miss that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Gig Time On Sunday ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tomorrow's the gig...&lt;br /&gt;The gig that we're supposedly to play in but somehow not ready to do so...&lt;br /&gt;So I'll be goin' to the gig to meet up with my camp mate (who happens to be the organiser for the show) and also the rest of the people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shyla&lt;br /&gt;Radiant Archery&lt;br /&gt;Misissued&lt;br /&gt;Down One Mile&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;Her Silent Wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll be playin' tomorrow.. So I'm gonna come down to check them out and also to catch up with my camp mate...&lt;br /&gt;Against All Tyrants was suppose to play but they got work to do so they got a replacement: Her Silent Wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her Silent Wish...&lt;br /&gt;The band that wanted us (ATS) so much to play for their album launch...&lt;br /&gt;We want to and we love to&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;It's just that we're not ready to play again...&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we have yet to finish songs..&lt;br /&gt;and currently we're still writin' stuff...&lt;br /&gt;I hope that we can get it done soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, tomorrow, after work, I'll be headin' off to the gig at Crawlspace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the info from what I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gig Location: Crawlspace (Behind Straits Records)&lt;br /&gt;How Much?: I absolutely have no idea but I'd say it's less then 10 bucks?&lt;br /&gt;Time: 5pm onwards&lt;br /&gt;Bands playing: Shyla / Radiant Archery / Down One Mile / Misissued / Her Silent Wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, there u go... I hope that's informative.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Moving Forward ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I shall not look back and be stuck on one location...&lt;br /&gt;Gotta pick myself up and move on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Slowly But Surely ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It may take some time for me to actually pick up the tiny pieces of my broken heart and slowly put it back together... And hopefully, to speed up the healing process... maybe someone could come into my life and mend my broken heart.. together with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows ey? As for now... it's me, myself &amp;amp; I... picking up the pieces...and slowly getting up to move on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;Surely....&lt;br /&gt;I'll eventually move on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Sign Off ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, I hope that give u guys some idea of what just happened and what I feel... So yeah... Do take care and read on aight? Thank u guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-7896698514110111989?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7896698514110111989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=7896698514110111989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/7896698514110111989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/7896698514110111989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-6892809610815134058</id><published>2009-06-10T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T01:06:48.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Good '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ol&lt;/span&gt; Hang Out ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Two nights ago I went to hang out with the boys again...&lt;br /&gt;Damn, it's been a while since I hung out at night with the guys and it felt good again..&lt;br /&gt;Sorta like a stress reliever or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head over to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SJC&lt;/span&gt; after work and just met up with the people...&lt;br /&gt;The Paris Guys, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dzul&lt;/span&gt;, Bernard, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dila&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nik&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Alfrey&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a couple of drinks...&lt;br /&gt;No, not THAT kinda drinks.. but normal drinks..&lt;br /&gt;U know, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kopi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Peng&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Teh&lt;/span&gt;-O Ice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Limau&lt;/span&gt;" and what not...&lt;br /&gt;and had a couple of good laughs... it's awesome...&lt;br /&gt;They never fail to make my day, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday... we had a Left 4 Dead session! It's been a while since I play it.. and damn, it felt good to play it again...&lt;br /&gt;There was 8 of us and we could have played the versus mode but the original team (Me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Suhayl&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Yan&lt;/span&gt; and Bernard) wanted to accomplish our survival mode timing... And the longest we lasted in this one was...&lt;br /&gt;7 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; 40 secs&lt;br /&gt;It's considered good but to us, it wasn't a satisfying one.. we could have gone longer...&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time it was my fault.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;.. Sorta like loss touch with the game but now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;gettin&lt;/span&gt;' it back on.. so yeah! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;The other four dudes (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Dzafir&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Zad&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Dzul&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Inn) played their own campaign game...&lt;br /&gt;They had their stories and we had ours.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, it's all good to be able to meet up again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: The End Of A Long Chapter ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Looks like the 5 year long chapter finally ended...&lt;br /&gt;Although I didn't really want it to end but somehow, it ended...&lt;br /&gt;To be exact..&lt;br /&gt;5 years 5 months...&lt;br /&gt;Hallie...&lt;br /&gt;The name that some of u heard about...&lt;br /&gt;Hallie...&lt;br /&gt;The one that existed only as a name but not really in person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Cuz&lt;/span&gt; most of u only hear about her but don't really know or seen or met Hallie...&lt;br /&gt;And some of u, don't even know I had a girlfriend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess it truly ended... although my heart says no it didn't...&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe, I'm just in denial and can't accept the truth?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it's been 5 years.. u know.. it's kinda long...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe to some of u it ain't that long but to me, this was the longest one...&lt;br /&gt;It's hard for me to let go but if she really wants it.. that by all means... Leave...&lt;br /&gt;But the only thing that makes me a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;li'l&lt;/span&gt; unhappy about.. is to the reason... Why?&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to know the reason why she left....&lt;br /&gt;I just want a closure so that I can rest at ease about this...&lt;br /&gt;Is it so hard for her to actually like open up and let me know the whole true reason behind it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because of her parents? Not liking me anymore?&lt;br /&gt;Is it because there's someone else in her life that she had just got interested in?&lt;br /&gt;Is it because that her feelings changed for me?&lt;br /&gt;Is it because that she no longer loves me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why pretend all this while? Why? Why can't u just speak the truth and hurt me there and then rather than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;lettin&lt;/span&gt;' me know about it later and hurt me deeper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those "I Love You" Or the names she calls me by.. why?&lt;br /&gt;I just can't accept it...&lt;br /&gt;A great pretender she is...&lt;br /&gt;It sorta saddens me and yet make me angry about it.. it's a mix mix feeling...&lt;br /&gt;And until today, she don't message or call me anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last message I got was this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Hezwan&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; sorry i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think we will workout with each other.. I did some thinking and i decided to let u go.. I going to move on my life with someone else.. Sorry if I hurt your feelings in any way.. I hope u understand but we still can be friends.."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the exact thing that she wrote to me... &lt;br /&gt;And it was like.. out of the blue!&lt;br /&gt;And like, a few days before I met her and we hung out...&lt;br /&gt;Everything was so normal and truly, I had fun with her...&lt;br /&gt;We chatted, played some games and just talk... and it was wonderful..&lt;br /&gt;And a few days later, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;BAM&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;That's what I got..&lt;br /&gt;Now isn't that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;sucky&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;It's either it's her parents.. or there is some other dude.. or her friends like.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;sayin&lt;/span&gt;' things to make her think that way...&lt;br /&gt;It's bothering me.. that's for sure...&lt;br /&gt;I..&lt;br /&gt;Just...&lt;br /&gt;Want...&lt;br /&gt;CLOSURE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's enough about it... The more I blab about it, the more it hurts... Just felt like ranting it out... so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallie No More?&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really true?&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's just... see...&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Screen New Movies Please ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Seriously, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Filmgarde&lt;/span&gt; needs to screen more new movies at once &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; this current "new" ones are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;gettin&lt;/span&gt;' old already.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Like I said before, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;workin&lt;/span&gt;' as an usher/cleaner... I get to watch movies for free...&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I have to clear the hall, I have to watch the movie.. and well, it comes to the point where I almost memorize the whole part! Or the whole show! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;So new movies! SOON!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;All right&lt;/span&gt; folks, I guess I'll just end it here... Eyes are almost shut... gotta sleep, tomorrow is another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;workin&lt;/span&gt;' day... Cheers everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-6892809610815134058?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6892809610815134058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=6892809610815134058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/6892809610815134058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/6892809610815134058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-3284486337135269211</id><published>2009-06-02T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T22:38:11.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Ola To All ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hey hey hey! Here I am...&lt;br /&gt;Finally got a chance to at least... write in whatever I did or feel.. and what not...&lt;br /&gt;Like what blog should be like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a li'l crazy with work lately...&lt;br /&gt;As in the working hours.. hehe.. And well, kinda shagged out after work normally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things had happened in the past few days since I last blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Short Retarded Fucktard ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Watched a couple of movies already... Made friends with the people already and knowing who I can trust and who I can like, talk to and joke around with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're all right but only one or two of them that I hate.. and I'm not surprised, even the others do not really like them... They're one of those... fucktards who thinks that they are damn wise.. and know everything.. U know what I'm talkin' about? These kind of characters.. where.. they're like.. fuckin' unfriendly.. Just because they worked there longer doesn't mean they have the right to be that way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told by this Short guy.. well, he's the shortest fucker ever... for a guy.. and he looks retarded as fuck.. a typical mat rip... So yeah.. he told me about somthin'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was, mindin' my own business up front cuz I was appointed to tear the tickets... And there he was, standin' upstairs.. and he was like takin' notice of me.. And slowly, he steps down.. and he approached me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wan, kau koyak ticket lembab ah, apa yang kau tengok tengok sia?"&lt;br /&gt;("Wan, Ur slow at tearing tickets, what were u looking at?")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was like... wow, what did I do? I mean, it's tearin' tickets and I was lookin' to double check and also to speak to the patrons.. U know.. like.."Hall 4 is the second hall on the left ma'am/sir.. enjoy ur show!" U know, this simple things that could somewhat cheer a person up or somethin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the short fuck said that.. and I was like lost..&lt;br /&gt;So I told him..&lt;br /&gt;"Apa yang aku lembab? Salah ke aku koyak gini?"&lt;br /&gt;("What makes u say I'm slow? Is it wrong with the way I tear it?")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, he said that he will show the way of tearing the tickets.. and he took over..&lt;br /&gt;And I watched..&lt;br /&gt;And well... Wow.. that's ur version of tearing ticket..??&lt;br /&gt;Which is like.. almost exactly what I did! And he wasn't exactly tearing it faster then I did.. if was about the same..&lt;br /&gt;So what makes me slow at tearing tickets?&lt;br /&gt;What? If u were to tear it quickly, u'll get somekind of award?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe like a friggin' spot in the fuckin' guiness book of records?&lt;br /&gt;"Fastest Movie Ticket Tearer In The World - Short Fuck Of Filmgarde"&lt;br /&gt;Fuckin' retard! I so fuckin' hate him.. I just hope he would tumble and fall down the stairs when he's cleanin' the hall and then knock his head against the edge of the seats or something and just die of internal head injuries or something...&lt;br /&gt;Retarded short fucktard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Sweet Morning Shift ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ah... nothing like the morning shift..&lt;br /&gt;I love it, a li'l quieter.. Peaceful...&lt;br /&gt;Not that hectic..&lt;br /&gt;And the best part...&lt;br /&gt;Short Retard don't work in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah... 9-5 tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;Makin' friends with the Box Office people.. They're ok..&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was wrong.. first impression isn't always it...&lt;br /&gt;They look like they wanna eat someone up or somethin',.. but when u talk to them.. they're ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Yat's Fed Up ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My poor poor li'l Yat...&lt;br /&gt;Is all fed up with her work..&lt;br /&gt;The people there are drivin' her nuts..&lt;br /&gt;And so,&lt;br /&gt;she seeks a new job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my dear, confirm with me again, ok?&lt;br /&gt;This Thursday! See ya there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Ol Skool Guy ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The other time... Where it was the finals or somethin'...&lt;br /&gt;Guess who came?&lt;br /&gt;Dila! Dil! Fuckin' ol skool guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's not been hangin' out with us for some time due to work and he got his own shit to settle.. and well, it was nice to see him hangin' out with us again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss hearin' his jokes.. his stupid silly jokes that had always made us laugh...&lt;br /&gt;Still the same Dil as the Dil we have all known years ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's gettin' married next year...&lt;br /&gt;Man, everyone who had either, crossed path with me in life&lt;br /&gt;or still with me in life...&lt;br /&gt;is already either gettin' engaged or married...&lt;br /&gt;Wow!&lt;br /&gt;And what about me?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;HELL NO! Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;I mean, of course I would want to settle down and just be married...&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;I can't even support and take care of my own self right now&lt;br /&gt;and I want to take care of someone else's daughter?&lt;br /&gt;No way man.. not a good plan...&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make sure that I'm financially stable and truly ready to support that someone,&lt;br /&gt;only then I'm ready to step up the plate and just... get married...&lt;br /&gt;As for now, I'm leavin' it the way it is...&lt;br /&gt;I'm happier! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Project Natal ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am damn glad that I had bought an Xbox rather than the PS 3... Not sayin' that PS 3 is not god.. but just sayin' that.. Xbox is comin' out with new insane stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I'd like to say that...&lt;br /&gt;Left 4 Dead 2 is coming out this November 17th!&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY!!&lt;br /&gt;They will have new special infected, new weapons, new survivors.. and what not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's besides the point here...&lt;br /&gt;I was watchin' E3 just now.. and oh my god.. new stuff coming out...&lt;br /&gt;And one of it.. is this thing called..&lt;br /&gt;Project Natal.&lt;br /&gt;The technology is amazing...&lt;br /&gt;It's a motion detection device..&lt;br /&gt;Which also has a facial recognition and a voice recognition as well.. and it's fuckin' amazing!&lt;br /&gt;U interact with the game.. and it's a whole new experience in gaming...&lt;br /&gt;My words cannot express much or explain.. so I'm gonna link up some videos for u guys to watch..&lt;br /&gt;Watch it, guys and girls.. watch it.. it's fun for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oACt9R9z37U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oACt9R9z37U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one above is the trailer of what's to come! Cool or what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B2r9cKjNQe4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B2r9cKjNQe4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one above is to roughly let u have an idea of how the games would be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/31nxqR3mBjw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/31nxqR3mBjw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this one above.. is the most insane thing ever!! U can interact with the character and u can talk to him and he will react to u.. and he can detect if ur sad or ur happy just by recognising ur voice. And it's fuckin' amazing! JUST WATCH IT! Please.. watch it.. it's cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-3284486337135269211?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3284486337135269211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=3284486337135269211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/3284486337135269211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/3284486337135269211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-473567589471194631</id><published>2009-05-25T13:39:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T14:04:31.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: The Return Of Paris In The Making ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/Shozp_MZ7lI/AAAAAAAAAGw/pMZ6NDLcHe0/s1600-h/4161_89964141550_593671550_2326062_4641594_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/Shozp_MZ7lI/AAAAAAAAAGw/pMZ6NDLcHe0/s320/4161_89964141550_593671550_2326062_4641594_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339637104632262226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/Shozw-kt36I/AAAAAAAAAG4/RD8dHaXdi2Y/s1600-h/4161_89964146550_593671550_2326063_6948587_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/Shozw-kt36I/AAAAAAAAAG4/RD8dHaXdi2Y/s320/4161_89964146550_593671550_2326063_6948587_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339637224724881314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/Shoz1eIKHmI/AAAAAAAAAHA/2VjzuEwNYNU/s1600-h/4161_89964121550_593671550_2326058_1399329_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/Shoz1eIKHmI/AAAAAAAAAHA/2VjzuEwNYNU/s320/4161_89964121550_593671550_2326058_1399329_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339637301914508898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/Shoz6RW9NcI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P-IwLVhBOP0/s1600-h/4161_89964126550_593671550_2326059_193490_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/Shoz6RW9NcI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P-IwLVhBOP0/s320/4161_89964126550_593671550_2326059_193490_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339637384386262466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/Sho0MMYCObI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/YbHajX49LgA/s1600-h/4161_89964131550_593671550_2326060_3808556_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/Sho0MMYCObI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/YbHajX49LgA/s320/4161_89964131550_593671550_2326060_3808556_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339637692286253490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture taken when we fetched the Paris boys back from the Airport.&lt;br /&gt;The last picture, Amaliah gave Syahadi a surprise birthday cake, although his birthday was the day before but the thoughts of it was very sweet... Cute couple they are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture credits to Rabia, thanks for the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-473567589471194631?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/473567589471194631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=473567589471194631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/473567589471194631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/473567589471194631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_2216.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/Shozp_MZ7lI/AAAAAAAAAGw/pMZ6NDLcHe0/s72-c/4161_89964141550_593671550_2326062_4641594_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-4009859807243085078</id><published>2009-05-25T13:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T13:25:42.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Night Shift, Weekend ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Whoa! Night shift over the weekend...&lt;br /&gt;Is insane...&lt;br /&gt;I thought that Leisure Park is not that interesting or having a lot of people coming over..&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I was wrong... There was shitload of people and the cinema's packed with them.&lt;br /&gt;People after people and after people.. It's like.. Whoa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, this is talkin' about Leisure Park..&lt;br /&gt;If it's like.. Orchard.. or Cineleisure.. it's a standard thing..&lt;br /&gt;Wow, Leisure Park has gotten back it's attraction points...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night shift's allright I guess... It's quite... a li'l laid back.. I mean.. not the crowd.. but because it's night time.. so it's much more.. chill mood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: "Hey! How are ya?" ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh boy, workin' the night shift on weekends...&lt;br /&gt;Wow!&lt;br /&gt;U'll meet a lot of people... Ok, maybe not stadium packed amount of people but quite a number...&lt;br /&gt;Saw a couple of my campmates...&lt;br /&gt;That I've not met for a very long time...&lt;br /&gt;Met some people that I've been wanting to meet but never get the chance to meet...&lt;br /&gt;Like my old schoolmate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice... Get to have a li'l chit chat.. u know.. like, while they're waitin' for the cinema to be ready, I get to talk to them.. cuz I was takin' care of the tickets.. so I'm upfront..&lt;br /&gt;It's nice... Really nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Another Day Off ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today is my other day off..&lt;br /&gt;Second day off that is...&lt;br /&gt;Well, finally I get to blog...&lt;br /&gt;If not, I would have been like.. shagged out after every shift...&lt;br /&gt;The moment I get home, I'll be so dead tired that I only feel like sleeping and not do anythin' else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesternight, I played Left 4 Dead with the boys... It's been a while since we played that game.. and it was funny.. Had fun all over again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a short while (like, really short while)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be headin' off to Bedok to "pick" Hallie up...&lt;br /&gt;She wants to go to the doctors and well, she asked me if I want to accompany her,&lt;br /&gt;So I said.."ok"&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's for the good of us, so I just say ok...&lt;br /&gt;I guess we need the time with one another..&lt;br /&gt;Been a while since we met.. so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt like my time with Ainun all over again.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Where we meet only like.. twice in a month.. or sometimes once in a month..&lt;br /&gt;Yet, that relationship lasted for 3 years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess I gotta change that.. Gotta spend more time with Hallie...&lt;br /&gt;Damn it's tought to please everyone.. or at least spend time with everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... Anyways, it's mornin' shift for me tomorrow.. and Wednesday...&lt;br /&gt;And night shift for Thursday till Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;Zoiks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allrighty folks, I guess it's time for me to take my leave...&lt;br /&gt;I'll write in again and for those who actually been wanting to read something.. I wanna thank u!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sorry for the wait.. Workin' man now.. heheeh...&lt;br /&gt;Aight aight.. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Message To You ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Zanna: My dear... If u guys wanna come over, u could text me and let me know... And yes, I'm still using the same old number.. 9015... And maybe u guys could roughly tell me when and maybe.. Just maybe.. I could ask them if I could let friends coming in... hehehe.. But then, no guarantees... I could try though... Allrighty, keep in touch in Facebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-4009859807243085078?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4009859807243085078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=4009859807243085078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/4009859807243085078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/4009859807243085078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-7100305646147244527</id><published>2009-05-21T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T18:05:38.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Ah Hoy! ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hello all! I'm back again after a a short period of being away. Work had been allright, it's a simple job but the standin' makes ya all tired.. so that's the reason as to why I've not been bloggin'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I got home, I'll be too tired to log in... So yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's my first day off... so yeah... Cool or what? hahaha.. (What's so cool about an off? hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Paris Returns ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tonight will be the night when the night becomes the night of the night when the boys of Paris In The Making returns... They'll be comin' home after the tour in Indonesia tonight and it's awesome to have them back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going to the airport to fetch the boys back together with B, Yan and Rab...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a few others would like to follow along... So yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made quite a wave at Malaysia... Saw their comment box in MySpace and there was a lot of good comments... I'm proud of them... They did good and I guess their first impression was amazing... And they always sets a good impression in their music.. they're amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to snap some pictures and maybe put up.. Well... hopefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: First Night Shift ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tomorrow night will be my first night shift...&lt;br /&gt;Well, not really night shift like... graveyard shift kinda night... More like... Evening shift..&lt;br /&gt;5pm - 2am..&lt;br /&gt;They'll be screening late night movies tomorrow until Saturday... and Sunday.. I think...&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'll be workin' night shift...&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how it'd be like... Weekends and night crowds... totally different from the day, weekday crowd...&lt;br /&gt;Well, can't wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allrighty, I guess that's it for now...&lt;br /&gt;Do take care and thanks for reading.. Appreciate it a lot..&lt;br /&gt;Take care u folks! Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-7100305646147244527?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7100305646147244527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=7100305646147244527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/7100305646147244527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/7100305646147244527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-3665709891844980416</id><published>2009-05-18T18:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:40:11.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: First Day On The Job ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ooooooh weeeee!! Had my first day at work...&lt;br /&gt;It was allright...&lt;br /&gt;The Usher people are ok... Supervisor is one lepak uncle... and the guy that was guiding me, he was ok too.. friendly... So, learnt the ropes of being the usher.. and it was ok.. manageable..&lt;br /&gt;Watch the last 10 mins of all the movies that they're screening for a few times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel &amp;amp; Demons&lt;br /&gt;Star Trek&lt;br /&gt;Muay Thai Dunk&lt;br /&gt;Friday The 13th&lt;br /&gt;The Uninvited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I manage to catch the last few minutes of these movies.. and it's not once.. like a couple of times.. haha.. so basically I sorta memorise the endings.. haha.. And tomorrow, another day of this activity! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The job's simple but the only thing that tires me out.. is the standing...&lt;br /&gt;Gotta stand for the whole time... I mean, not really the whole time.. but most of it.. so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've yet to like, get to know the Box Office people.. cuz we're like.. two different "crew" or somethin'... Usher is Usher and Box Office if Box Office.. so yeah.. I have yet to say "hey!" to them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a couple of people comin' in for the interview.. saw a few today... so yeah.. and there was this bunch of annoying secondary school kids who hung out at the  cinema lounge from morning! I mean, oh my god! Back in the days, I wouldn't even hang out THAT long in a mall.. And they were like.. irritatingly loud... I mean, u wanna hang out, that's ur fuckin' business.. but it's annoying when u get too loud... So yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allrighty folks, that's about it for now, gotta get ready and head off to meet up with Yan... and then we gonna go and fetch B at the airport... who's coming back from Thailand tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it... I did a lot of fetching &amp;amp; sending activity lately... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allrighty folks.. take care.. till my next entry... cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Yes Kecik, I'm workin' now! Yey!! let's celebrate! Hahahah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-3665709891844980416?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3665709891844980416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=3665709891844980416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/3665709891844980416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/3665709891844980416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_6121.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-4704139955968507396</id><published>2009-05-18T02:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T02:43:53.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Awesome Weekend ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This weekend was awesome! It was amazing! I mean, not really much of a special thing but it was something nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 16th which falls on a Saturday... and it's rare that May 16th fall on a Saturday... It's a li'l something special for some of us... May 16th.. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys of Paris got back in Singapore for a while.. and watched them play on Saturday together with Milvains... And get to hang out with the boys again... And it's sorta like a let loose kinda session.. I mean, miss the boys and it was nice to actually hear their whacky jokes and their laughter.. and also to hear stories about their Malaysian tour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get to meet Milvains (Italian Hardcore band).. and they're nice bunch of people... and they said some vulgarities in Malay (Which is thought by the Paris boys) and it was funny hearing them saying it... Their Drummer looks like Mario.. U know, super Mario? Yeah.. he looks so like him.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked up Yuji from Airport with Yan and brought him over to SJC and hung out while the boys of Paris was still in town.. Because they too wanted to see Yuji. It's been a while since they've seen him so let them meet up... But sadly, Paris gotta go back home to repack their stuff to continue with their tour.. which is Indonesia... Miss them already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Sunday... Picked Yuji up from B's place and then head off to SJC to have lunch... He took his first double decker bus in Singapore and he was excited.. haha.. We sat on the top deck and right in front...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view was obscured by the ad sticker on the screen..&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;visual wasn't that nice... cuz it makes ur eyes feel a li'l weird.. but overall, Yuji liked it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to SJC and Dzafir joined us to have lunch..&lt;br /&gt;Had a simple meal...&lt;br /&gt;Dzaf had his Mee Goreng&lt;br /&gt;I had my Chicken Rice (Although I ate at home before fetching Yuji)&lt;br /&gt;And Yuji had his Chicken Fried Rice... It was spicy but Yuji loves it.. hahaha.. Funny man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, head of to Singapore Arts Museum and Yuji rode on the bike with Dzaf while I took the bus alone...&lt;br /&gt;Met up with them over there where Tweet &amp;amp; Mon join along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the gig which had Have Heart playin'...&lt;br /&gt;Yuji know the guys from Have Heart so somehow, Have Heart got me, Yuji &amp;amp; Dzaf under their guest list...&lt;br /&gt;So... we got in for free...&lt;br /&gt;Tweet &amp;amp; Mon head on home after we went in... Cuz Tweet was feelin' tired since he's been out the whole day, since morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gig was amazing somehow, full of the hardcore kids and the bands was good... And Have Heart was awesome! And i've just learnt that after this tour, they're splittin' up.. So this is like their final tour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of u who might wanna check them out... Here's the link...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/haveheart"&gt;Have Heart&lt;/a&gt; @ MySpace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head off to Arab Street after that because Yuji wanted to try the Sheesha thing...&lt;br /&gt;Had a simple dinner and an apple sheesha... And Yuji loved it... He likes that thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that short Sheesha session, we drop him off at B's place...&lt;br /&gt;He's leavin' later in the morning and I couldn't send him off cuz I'll be workin' later...&lt;br /&gt;Damn!&lt;br /&gt;Missin' that old man already...&lt;br /&gt;Funny whacky guy!&lt;br /&gt;Don't know when will it be the next time I get to see him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allrighty, I think that's it for now cuz I wanna have some shut eye before headin' off to work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone! Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-4704139955968507396?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4704139955968507396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=4704139955968507396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/4704139955968507396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/4704139955968507396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-6139265806697387635</id><published>2009-05-16T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T12:21:23.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Hey There Mr. Usher ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Most real... The place that I went to for the interview called me today... And I guess I got the job! They don't wanna put me in the cashier cuz they want the girls to be on the front line.. wow.. So guys can't be on the frontline? So they put me as an usher... Well, it's still allright.. I mean.. It's still a job ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the current situation.. I guess we can't really ask for more... So Usher it is...&lt;br /&gt;$1,050 is not much man! I mean.. a month.. that much... But for my case.. it should be ok... right? I mean.. it's mainly for everyday allowance.. just enough to survive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm startin' work this Monday..&lt;br /&gt;9am!&lt;br /&gt;No more late nights! Gotta fix up my body clock and sleep early... So i can wake up in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... and one more thing... To work here.. I have to sacrifice one thing... and that is.. my goatee...&lt;br /&gt;Damn.. I mean, I'm a li'l insecure when I do not have any goatee.. u know.. feels weird.. without my goatee... So yeah.. I have to shave it off... so as to keep the image of the company.. Bla bla bla.. the usual stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least when I was workin' as security back then in White Sands.. I was allowed to keep my goatee.. but this one.. not spared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it.. Just an update.. I got the job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Hezwan can finally say..."I'm workin' now..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-6139265806697387635?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6139265806697387635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=6139265806697387635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/6139265806697387635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/6139265806697387635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-4562042028550445038</id><published>2009-05-16T07:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T07:54:02.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm gonna keep this entry a simple one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who know what May 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; is all about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY MAY 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's just another Saturday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"No more waiting on them&lt;br /&gt;as you rise inside new rooms&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;official&lt;/span&gt; you've gone&lt;br /&gt;you can live for no one else&lt;br /&gt;Man the guilt must be huge&lt;br /&gt;As there's no gain in failure you succeed at being mine&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, old friend, see you there I will be proud from afar&lt;br /&gt;I can paint a picture in a moment of memories and there aren't many left&lt;br /&gt;I am extradited, uninvited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a step to freedom&lt;br /&gt;You and her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;loathing&lt;/span&gt; this cruel world&lt;br /&gt;Take a breath of shelter and exhale&lt;br /&gt;Trust and allegiance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Liberate&lt;/span&gt; yourself from hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;"  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-4562042028550445038?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4562042028550445038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=4562042028550445038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/4562042028550445038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/4562042028550445038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-gonna-keep-this-entry-simple-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-195612288559131181</id><published>2009-05-15T17:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T18:10:22.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Boom! Boom! Just Like The Artillery ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Man... The thunderclaps are insane! It's like the cannons being fired or somethin'...&lt;br /&gt;"Boom! Boom!" it goes on and on.. and with the lightning goin' off like flashes from cameras...&lt;br /&gt;It was fine and sunny moments ago..&lt;br /&gt;And then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of nowhere... But it's good...&lt;br /&gt;It's all good.. I got home already so.. good timing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Leisure Park ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Head off to Leisure Park just now...&lt;br /&gt;To try my luck at the walk-in interview at the Cinema...&lt;br /&gt;I wrote my position that I applied for as Cashier or Usher...&lt;br /&gt;Well, if I get the job, it's still somethin'.. although it ain't much of a pay...&lt;br /&gt;But hey! It's still somethin'... to let the days go by... rather than none...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was askin' for the form... I saw my camp mate... more like.. BMT mate..&lt;br /&gt;Aliff... one of the nice dudes in my company...&lt;br /&gt;What are the odds? Of all places... A place where I'm going for an interview at.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's been workin' there for almost a year...&lt;br /&gt;Wow!&lt;br /&gt;Asked him how it is there and he said.. it was allright.. not that bad..&lt;br /&gt;So I guess it's ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just hope that I get this one...&lt;br /&gt;...for the time being...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'll get that call for the second interview...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Lost Of Handphone ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sheesh... Lost of handphone... I know how that feels...&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I lost two phones... in the period of 6 months... amazing ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;Happened when I was in camp and I only realised the purpose of the "camp phone" after I've lost two phones... Wow.. what a lesson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my phones (Nokia N-Gage &amp;amp; Some Nokia Clam shell phone) was stolen when I was in camp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The N-Gage.. which took me a few months to save up just to get it, got lost after using it for 3 months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Clam shell phone.. which I used up all my NS pay ($350) just to get it.. got lost in 1 month... Fucked up.. or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, talkin' about lost of phone...&lt;br /&gt;Hallie lost her phone..&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how the heck she lost her phone...&lt;br /&gt;She's known to be a li'l careless at times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was waitin' for her message and somehow got me a li'l worried to a point where I was li'l bit pissed about it.. Thinkin' that she doesn't bother to message me or somethin'...&lt;br /&gt;So when I got her message.. she was in an angry mode.. well.. I don't' know why..&lt;br /&gt;All I text was, me being worried and where u at.. why no reply.. u know.. the usual stuff.. and she got pissed..&lt;br /&gt;She called me an idiot.. hehe.. and she was sayin' why I couldn't understand a simple thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, how am I to understand when I don't have anything to even understand to?&lt;br /&gt;She didn't text me and she didn't explain what happened..&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;How would I know? Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, it's all good.. just one of those.. misunderstanding moments... So yeah.. she somehow got her SIM back from Singtel... wait.. not got it back.. but replaced it.. so yeah.. she got it replaced.. And now, i don't know where she is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Yuji's Coming To Town ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/Sg05PoGzSsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/DjBmrPyauH0/s1600-h/l_49ff08ad8001d02191dc22c6b7f80ec8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/Sg05PoGzSsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/DjBmrPyauH0/s320/l_49ff08ad8001d02191dc22c6b7f80ec8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335984074130672322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Yuji...&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of me &amp;amp; Yuji taken in Japan at some restaurant while havin' breakfast or was it lunch.. can't really recall...&lt;br /&gt;This was taken back in '07? or was it '08?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, it's '07! See how fat and chubby I was... I mean, I'm still chubby now.. but I was chubby-er back then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuji, the father/brother figure when we were there in Japan. He took care of us real good and we love him for that. A 40 plus year old man with a heart of a 20 year old... A cool awesome uncle!!&lt;br /&gt;And the weird part... He can speak Indon.. hahah.. A Japanese dude who can speak Indon... So it was a li'l bit weird.. cuz when we converse with him.. it was in half English and half Indon.. So yeah... Reason for him to be able to speak Indon is because he have a business in Bali... So that explains...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Yuji's comin' to town just for one day... He's havin' a stop over to Singapore before headin' off to Bali...&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since I've met him and so, kinda excited to see him again... That's how much we miss him as how much we miss the rest of the Japan family (FC Five, Use My Third Arm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's this Sunday... and he wants to go to the Have Heart gig here in Singapore.. so I guess I will have to bring him there.. And let him have a good time here cuz we never get to do that with him... And maybe bring him to a sheesha session..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz there was one time where he commented on one of my pictures in MySpace...&lt;br /&gt;And it was a picture of me smoking sheesha and he comments..."I want to try!"&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. maybe we will bring him there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuji came down at the wrong time..&lt;br /&gt;The Paris boys won't be here when he touchdown cuz they will continue with their tour to Indon.&lt;br /&gt;Bernard's not here either cuz he's in Thailand...&lt;br /&gt;So it's just a few of us... That is, if that few of us will be around...&lt;br /&gt;For sure I'll be with him to bring him around, on behalf of the family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Package: Paris (Part Deux) ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tonight, the Paris boys are comin' back from their Malaysian tour and their last venue is in JB.&lt;br /&gt;So they'll be headin' back home tonight to prepare for their show tomorrow here at Crawlspace (Which I have no idea where that is)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and Yan will be headin' over to Woodlands to pick them up... It's nice to be able to see them again... But I'm sure they'll be a li'l dead beat from their tour.. Touring can be tiring... Not as easy as it seems from a point of view of a listener or gig goers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few more hours to pick up time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most real... I'll write in again...&lt;br /&gt;Till then, I bid u farewell!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-195612288559131181?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/195612288559131181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=195612288559131181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/195612288559131181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/195612288559131181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_6033.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/Sg05PoGzSsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/DjBmrPyauH0/s72-c/l_49ff08ad8001d02191dc22c6b7f80ec8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-5800610532035306701</id><published>2009-05-15T14:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T14:18:28.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Long is Gone ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hey hey, guess what? I went to cut my hair!! Hahah.. No more long hair! Now it's more like short.. or is it? Hmm.. Well.. it looks neat now and it's not that hot now! Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Leisure Park ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Aight, most real... I'm headin' off to Leisure Park to try my luck there...&lt;br /&gt;There's a walk-in interview and I'm just gonna head there to try...&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-5800610532035306701?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5800610532035306701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=5800610532035306701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/5800610532035306701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/5800610532035306701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-6725517670969023924</id><published>2009-05-14T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:45:06.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, most real... Screw the previous entry? About the sleepin' and all that shebang! I'm still up and running! hahaha.. Ok.. maybe not, literally running.. but my body works are still workin'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been up since yesterday... Maybe because I slept like a fuckin' pig yesterday... Hahaha... Before the whole soccer thing.. I was like sleepin' all the way at B's place.. from mornin' till evenin'.. So yeah.. that's like.. Uber power Sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am.. still up and awake, been playin' that... Hell's Kitchen game in Facebook... Gotta tell u guys, that game's so friggin' addictive.. that's for sure! So yeah.. it's kinda tough, once it gets to a certain stage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u guys have facebook.. maybe u guys might like that game... just type in the search section..."Hell's Kitchen" and click it... and then run the application... It's irritatingly addictive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on facebook and Mash was like puttin' up on her status.. and it says somethin' like.. Passion fruit Sticky.. So I was like, what the hell is a Passion fruit Sticky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she gave me this link...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sticky.com.sg/"&gt;http://www.sticky.com.sg/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? It's a candy and oh, my... god.. it's like.. fuckin' addictive lookin'... Somehow, it attracted my taste bud... Ooooh, sweet sweet candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most real, it would be a nightmare for parents cuz that's like.. children's' favourite.. but anyways, it looks yummy! So screw it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video that might make u understand why, I say it's yummy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kD4pDa_a1YI&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kD4pDa_a1YI&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, enjoy admiring the candies! And most real, those people behind that counter.. or whatever it's called.. They are skillful.. Just look at the way they make those candies.. Like.. awesome! Skill it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, right now, I'm fully zombified.. I mean, I've not slept till it comes to the point that my body do not understand what's going on.. it's like... confused or somethin'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know.. like... "Dude? Have I slept? Do I need sleep? I don't know man..." So it's somewhere there.. My head is like heavy but it doesn't wanna sleep and my body's aching but it's like sayin'.. "I'm all right, let's stay up!" So... yeah.. I'm like.. thinkin'.. should I sleep or not? Or maybe just tire myself another day today.. and then have long sleep later on? hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I gotta go cut my hair.. GOD DAMN IT! And right now, it's hot as fuck.. earlier in the morning.. it was heavy downpour.. see what I mean.. the weather's pretty much fucked up... Messed up.. whatever it is.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, most real.. if I'm still not sleepin'.. or feel like blabbering on my blog again.. I'll write in.. so yeah.. stay tune! Keep in touch! Cuz u never know when will this blog be updated again.. So yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All righty then! Take care!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ein sehr guter Nachmittag für alle, die Pflege und auf Wiedersehen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-6725517670969023924?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6725517670969023924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=6725517670969023924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/6725517670969023924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/6725517670969023924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/ok-most-real.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-3081863102770960697</id><published>2009-05-14T07:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T07:34:49.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loud Thunder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pouring Rain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning + Heavy Rain = Good Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's right people... it's time for me to SLEEP!! YEAH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-3081863102770960697?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3081863102770960697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=3081863102770960697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/3081863102770960697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/3081863102770960697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/boom-loud-thunder-pouring-rain-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-7773480451119869389</id><published>2009-05-14T06:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:52:18.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Welcome Back ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;Ho!&lt;br /&gt;Ho!&lt;br /&gt;I'm back everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Since my last entry that is.&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days, I wasn't in the mood to write...&lt;br /&gt;So yeah and here I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from "watching" soccer with the bunch at B's place and here I am now,&lt;br /&gt;in front of my lappy and tryin' to blog away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Missing The Bunch ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's been like a few days since the Paris boys had gone for their tour and my late nights seems to be a li'l quieter...&lt;br /&gt;Less fun...&lt;br /&gt;Cuz they're the ones that add the colours to my late night hangouts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With their silly jokes and their ridiculously hilarious actions...&lt;br /&gt;They never seem to fail to make the night full of fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're in the midst of their tour right now and they'll be stoppin' by this Saturday ( May 16th ) to do a Singapore show here together with the Italian band they are touring with: Milvains&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see them again and I miss those crappy fucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SgtYfhn-TuI/AAAAAAAAAEY/zE1qwPvDJFM/s1600-h/oa2lu1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 141px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SgtYfhn-TuI/AAAAAAAAAEY/zE1qwPvDJFM/s400/oa2lu1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335455482175704802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the flyer for their upcoming show this Saturday,&lt;br /&gt;thought I shared it with u guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Man U 2 - Wigan 1 ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Soccer...&lt;br /&gt;I never really have any interest in soccer and all those soccer matches that I've watched are all in the name of being the company of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Being there just to hang out and laugh along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talkin' about laugh along, watchin' soccer just now was a li'l weird without the Paris boys...&lt;br /&gt;Normally we would laugh a lot with those bunch around cuz they would pass stupid comments or just make stupid jokes out of everything that happen during the match...&lt;br /&gt;But this time it was a li'l quiet... Although we did have some laughs of our own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yati, B, Dzul, Yan &amp;amp; Me... Just the five of us, chillin' out at B's... With Chocolate Milk and some chips to go along... The remaining bunch for now before the boys return from their tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One highlight for the match was Teves's score, it was amazing... Even for a guy who don't watch soccer would know that was an amazing goal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: B for Bangkok ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Later today, B will be headin' off to Thailand to have a short holiday together with three others... Spendin' time with his loved one and their two other friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great trip buddy! And enjoy ur time down there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's one more hangout buddy down for the whole week... Ngast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Need Time To Think ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Had a conversation with Hallie a few days back...&lt;br /&gt;Or was it yesterday? Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, had a li'l conversation and well... we're still not together yet...&lt;br /&gt;That is from what she thinks...&lt;br /&gt;She said that she needs time to properly think about us being back together...&lt;br /&gt;She worries that she might make a mistake...&lt;br /&gt;For me, I don't even know what is there to think about... If ur heart says go for it, why not?&lt;br /&gt;For what I know, my heart says that it's her and I'm pretty sure I wanna stay this time... Losing her again is not a good option...&lt;br /&gt;We both have to work a li'l harder on our understanding...&lt;br /&gt;That's for sure...&lt;br /&gt;If ur heart had made a decision, don't let the words of others confuse u and make u have second thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want us to be us the way it was... how it had always been for those 5 years...&lt;br /&gt;I shall just let time play its role...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: May 11th '09 ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;On May 11th, I hung out with my ITE Mates...&lt;br /&gt;Or should I say, the Van people... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since I've met Yoda and Kecik,&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to see them again... With Yoda's sarcasms and funny jokes plus Kecik's adorableness..&lt;br /&gt;It felt like school again...&lt;br /&gt;Just us four: Me, Yati, Kecik &amp;amp; Yoda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chillin' at Beer Garden and catchin' up on our lives...&lt;br /&gt;Eatin' our favourite bowl of Fishball Noodles...&lt;br /&gt;It was just a chill out, "lepak" session...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoda had to go off early cuz he had some assignments to complete, given by his officer in camp.&lt;br /&gt;He's some magazine designer for his camp or somethin' like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hangin' out, we sent Kecik back home...&lt;br /&gt;So all the way to Woodlands I drove and it was a long drive.. but it's all good... It's a once in a while thingy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kecik cut her hair and she looks good in it... kinda like it... And she's still as wacky and adorable as before.. hehe.. so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, I guess that's about it for now... Gonna have a sleep and then gonna go cut my hair!&lt;br /&gt;That's right!&lt;br /&gt;Cut my hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't be that presentable if I were to go for interviews with my long hair... So yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Gonna cut it and then gonna go for some walk-in interviews..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yati my dear, I love you sis! Thank u for the job postings!&lt;br /&gt;I shall give u A for effort!&lt;br /&gt;Huggies to u my dear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-7773480451119869389?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7773480451119869389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=7773480451119869389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/7773480451119869389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/7773480451119869389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SgtYfhn-TuI/AAAAAAAAAEY/zE1qwPvDJFM/s72-c/oa2lu1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-94466643372783675</id><published>2009-05-10T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:21:28.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: All The Way From Yishun ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ola to all! I'm in Yishun right now...&lt;br /&gt;Ate a lot cuz there's like tons of food here...&lt;br /&gt;Well, not really tons of food.. but there's a few choices to choose from...&lt;br /&gt;My aunties cook a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lontong&lt;br /&gt;Kacang Phool&lt;br /&gt;Sambal Udang&lt;br /&gt;Rendang Daging&lt;br /&gt;Fried Chicken&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Nuggets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's not a lot.. but it's quite an amount to make u all filled up!&lt;br /&gt;Here I am sittin' in one of the rooms... alone, surfin' and bloggin'...&lt;br /&gt;My cousins left... I mean, only two left.. there's still two of them here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wow, it's been a while since I've met them and they are all grown up...&lt;br /&gt;I've not been keepin' in touch with my relatives.. hehe... So yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Hot Like Fuck ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Damn! The weather is really really weird beyond weird...&lt;br /&gt;One moment it was raining so heavily and then it's no rain..&lt;br /&gt;And now.. it's super humid... Even with the fan blastin' on full speed,&lt;br /&gt;it's still hot... Damn hot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the global warmin...&lt;br /&gt;I think I did mention this before?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I think I did..&lt;br /&gt;But hey, what the heck! Hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys, for the repeated story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allright peeps.. I'll write in again... Thanks for comin' in... Love u guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-94466643372783675?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/94466643372783675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=94466643372783675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/94466643372783675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/94466643372783675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_4653.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-7940325413930997965</id><published>2009-05-10T13:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:12:09.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Roughnecks: Starship Troopers Chronicles ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SgZp8SHGjOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/cjdQbODpLq8/s1600-h/Hall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SgZp8SHGjOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/cjdQbODpLq8/s320/Hall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334067293041626338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most real...&lt;br /&gt;I've not slept ever since yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;Got home only this mornin' when it was pouring like mad with thunder and all...&lt;br /&gt;And I couldn't sleep...&lt;br /&gt;Ain't that fuck up?&lt;br /&gt;Was sleepy when I was in the bus headin' home but I just couldn't sleep when I got home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there I go, surfin' the net, checkin' my mails and bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;And the next thing I remember was this ol' skool 3D cartoon which i so love when I was a kid..&lt;br /&gt;As we all know, youtube would be the best place to look for old stuff..&lt;br /&gt;U know, like cartoons or movies or series and such...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there I type out: Starship Troopers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they came out with all sort of starship troopers clip... and so I tried again this time with the word 3D included... and yes.. they came out with the one I want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole series of the 3D version and I got hooked watching it... And here I am, 1:47pm and I'm still awake! Holy cow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u guys wanna watch it just for good old time sake... here's the link:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=08FBF0471262261E&amp;amp;search_query=Starship+Troopers"&gt;Roughnecks: Starship Troopers Chronicles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Going Back To How It Was ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yesterday was somehow, a good day...&lt;br /&gt;No, wait...&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't good...&lt;br /&gt;It was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday like any other day&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;this time it was a li'l bit special...&lt;br /&gt;Not like Uber special but just...&lt;br /&gt;Special...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head out to City Hall from my place at about 7:45pm...&lt;br /&gt;Got there about 8:28pm? Somewhere there...&lt;br /&gt;And I was right about on time I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there she was...&lt;br /&gt;After not seeing her for almost a month or more than a month, roughly there...&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgotten how beautiful she is...&lt;br /&gt;With her dimpled smile and a her cheery hello...&lt;br /&gt;She made me smile...&lt;br /&gt;It was really great to be able to see her again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head out to Magic Wok to have dinner and I ordered Seafood Hor Fun ( Yes I know, of all things, I ordered that.. sheesh!) and so we ate,&lt;br /&gt;chat up and catch up with stuff,&lt;br /&gt;admiring each other again like how it was in the beginning... about 5 years ago...&lt;br /&gt;It was simple...&lt;br /&gt;yet...&lt;br /&gt;amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to catch a movie and so we set off to Cineleisure...&lt;br /&gt;Got there and saw the listing... but in the end.. we decided...&lt;br /&gt;"Screw the movies, let's just walk around and hang out..."&lt;br /&gt;So we did.. we walked around in Cineleisure..&lt;br /&gt;U know.. the More Than Words.. and all those other shops...&lt;br /&gt;Just did some window shopping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, decided to go back to her place..&lt;br /&gt;She got the keys to her dad's car...&lt;br /&gt;and we drove around...&lt;br /&gt;Chilled out at our favourite spot,&lt;br /&gt;which is Tanjong Rhu...&lt;br /&gt;Used to be a quiet place which was peaceful... but now it seems like.. a lot of people know that place already.. so it was quite crowded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a simple chat and just looking into the view,&lt;br /&gt;had some smokes and we decided to go off...&lt;br /&gt;Where?&lt;br /&gt;"Let's just drive around" she said...&lt;br /&gt;So we did... she drove around...&lt;br /&gt;nearly got lost somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CBD&lt;br /&gt;Ang Mo Kio&lt;br /&gt;Hougang&lt;br /&gt;Mount Faber&lt;br /&gt;and lastly...&lt;br /&gt;back to her place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun... talk shit in the car... had good laughs.. and simply enjoyed each other's company...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess after all,&lt;br /&gt;she is the one that I truly love,&lt;br /&gt;despite our differences and disagreements...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Package: Paris ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Earlier in the day yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;Me, B &amp;amp; Yan sent off the Paris boys...&lt;br /&gt;Goldenmile it was...&lt;br /&gt;It was a li'l touchy when they were boarding that bus,&lt;br /&gt;Although I know it's just our neighbouring country,&lt;br /&gt;But hey,&lt;br /&gt;these are the bunch that I hang out almost every night with..&lt;br /&gt;So for the next few days,&lt;br /&gt;it'll be a li'l quiet than usual..&lt;br /&gt;All that's left is Me, B &amp;amp; Yan ( I'm talkin' about the closest ones )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day down for them.. another 6 more to go?&lt;br /&gt;Hope they're rockin' out good... Can't wait to see them on their Singapore show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Crazy Weather ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The weather's a li'l weird... Very weird...&lt;br /&gt;While me and Hallie was in the car, it wasn't raining at first...&lt;br /&gt;And when we were driving on the way back, suddenly a heavy down pour...&lt;br /&gt;Weird, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, Hallie wanted to send me home,&lt;br /&gt;but I know she was sleepy cuz I just know it when she's sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to accompany her home,&lt;br /&gt;and when we got back, I told her, it's ok... U just go ahead home and sleep..&lt;br /&gt;She was from work and I know she's all tired.. so She went up and I just waited for my first bus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't go to her place because somehow,&lt;br /&gt;I got banned? Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;So... yeah.. and there she was.. going back home while I hung out alone at her void deck..&lt;br /&gt;It's a no biggie actually..&lt;br /&gt;I'm a born slacker! hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a li'l worried that I'm all alone at the void deck.. yada yada bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;I was downstairs.. already takin' a nap! Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;It was quite comfy actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly, it got soooo cold.. and loud bangs of the thunder was setting off..&lt;br /&gt;Open my eyes.. and there u have it..&lt;br /&gt;Heavy rain pouring... and I was like.. whoa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I head home after the rain subside a li'l...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am.. home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Yishun, Here I Come ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In a while, I'll be headin' off to Yishun.. to have some family gathering... So yeah, my aunts over there are cookin' up some dishes.. and havin' some people coming over.. So yeah, why not ey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right... free food! hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then u people.. I bid u farewell! Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-7940325413930997965?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7940325413930997965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=7940325413930997965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/7940325413930997965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/7940325413930997965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SgZp8SHGjOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/cjdQbODpLq8/s72-c/Hall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-8389752486095016291</id><published>2009-05-08T20:53:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:23:23.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;.:: Late Riser ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I woke up a li'l late today.. I mean.. what's new? Hehe.. I woke up late.. everyday! Which is actually.. not a good thing.. Ngast! So yeah... I woke up around 5 or 6pm just now.. And I was like stonin' away in bed... staring at my laptop screen.. Life is beginning to be a routine.. Same ol.. same ol... but wait.. it has been that way for years.. haha.. so nothing new! That's right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing I did when I woke up just now... was lookin' at my handphone and most real... Lotsa people message me... Yati, Ash, Hallie and B...&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is,&lt;br /&gt;I can't reply... My pre-paid's low.. so yeah.. Can't message or call out but can only receive messages.. so.. yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;.:: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wan aku nk cari werk baru!"&lt;/span&gt; ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wan, I'm wanna look for a new job!" - This was the first message I got for the day and it's from my dearest Yati...&lt;br /&gt;I was like, what? Are u fuckin' nuts! I mean... finding a job is kinda hard right now at this moment and u wanna quit ur job?&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I know she's a li'l stress up with her work...&lt;br /&gt;Her work schedule's like ultra insane I'm tellin' ya.. Graveyard shift for like a week plus.. straight in a row plus overtime? Wow! That's like insane.. and I feel that she's like being bullied or something.. u know.. picked on... She's workin' her ass off, poor laling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Yat.. hang in there... Secure a second job, then quit... Never mind.. May 11th aight? We're going to wind down... just us chillin' out at our favourite place.. Beer Garden! hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till I meet u, hang in there... *huggies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Busy Lady ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;She's so hardworkin' that she's always busy and not around...&lt;br /&gt;Who is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's workin' her ass off to pay off stuff and she's always busy...&lt;br /&gt;And every time she gets home, she's always so tired and normally, I wouldn't get a chance to talk to her cuz she'll be so dead beat by then...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I gotta learn to understand this,&lt;br /&gt;to understand that it's kinda hard juggling life when ur workin' each day... More like a routine, I mean.. my life's a routine but mine's simply just being a bummer (for now that is)..&lt;br /&gt;She's so busy that she doesn't have time to reply my messages...&lt;br /&gt;But what I can see now, she's tryin'... At least she does message when she's going home or when she's home.. so.. that's something new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;.:: Paris Goes On Tour ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SgQzmGZLffI/AAAAAAAAADw/WIvtF3r7G1c/s1600-h/l_e28b25f643314591afb2bccbf4deaae8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SgQzmGZLffI/AAAAAAAAADw/WIvtF3r7G1c/s320/l_e28b25f643314591afb2bccbf4deaae8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333444588357778930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is Paris In The Making, one of the talented musicians in the local music "scene". They're amazing and so far, on my knowledge, they're the only one that sounding like how they are here in Singapore. Unique in their own composition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I know these guys and they are the most peaceful and loving people I've ever met and I grew up with them. Funny, laid back and simply peaceful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, they'll be going on their first tour tomorrow. They'll be leavin' for their 1 week plus tour... And I'll be sendin' them off at Golden Mile or was it Golden Landmark... U guys know.. the ones where there are buses going to Malaysia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SgQ3-zRB0qI/AAAAAAAAAD4/FJhEc91DVqI/s1600-h/l_b32201d3b6a64919a280b07d9186dded.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SgQ3-zRB0qI/AAAAAAAAAD4/FJhEc91DVqI/s320/l_b32201d3b6a64919a280b07d9186dded.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333449410766557858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;All the best for these guys and rock hard boys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Share with them the music u created!&lt;br /&gt;Just for the fun of it, here are their tour dates:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;May 9th '09 - Ampang, Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;May 10th '09 - Ipoh, Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;May 11th '09 - Taiping, Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;May 12th '09 - Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;May 14th '09 - Malacca, Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;May 15th '09 - Johore Bahru, Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;May 16th '09 - Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;May 17th '09 - Jogyakarta, Indonesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;May 18th '09 - Solo, Indonesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To know more about Paris In The Making, u can check them out on their MySpace at &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/inthemakingofparis"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/inthemakingofparis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I'll end off this post with Paris In The Making live show at F.A.D Studio... Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fIINk4bAplM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fIINk4bAplM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-8389752486095016291?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8389752486095016291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=8389752486095016291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/8389752486095016291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/8389752486095016291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_8610.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SgQzmGZLffI/AAAAAAAAADw/WIvtF3r7G1c/s72-c/l_e28b25f643314591afb2bccbf4deaae8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-6968391823801464126</id><published>2009-05-08T07:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T08:11:42.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;グッドモーニングみんな！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ohayo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gozaimas&lt;/span&gt;!!! Good morning everyone!! God damn it... what a beautiful Friday ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;U know...&lt;br /&gt;One beautiful thing about the morning... is the sky... U know.. the time when the moon says good bye and the sun says hello... that in between transition...&lt;br /&gt;The colours are beautiful.. it's like.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;orangey&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;li'l&lt;/span&gt; bit bluish.. a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;li'l&lt;/span&gt; bit purplish... It's totally amazing.. it's a beautiful colour... That's one of the things I like about the morning.. and of course.. the chirping of birds... That's the whole morning package...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not slept since yesterday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; it's just hard to sleep actually...&lt;br /&gt;Been awake the whole night...&lt;br /&gt;Met up with the boys in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;SJC&lt;/span&gt; and had a random L4D session....&lt;br /&gt;Again...&lt;br /&gt;So it wasn't much actually...&lt;br /&gt;And here I am!&lt;br /&gt;Still up and awake! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hahahah&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Jam Session ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The jam session I had yesterday with Goodnight Air was quite progressive I guess...&lt;br /&gt;Played three of our originals and it was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;li'l&lt;/span&gt; bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; but I feel that it could have been better...&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to improve my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;drummin&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; I totally suck on drums... Gotta come up with a much better creativity than that... But hey, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not a drummer originally.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;.. But I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;tryin&lt;/span&gt;' to be one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week's another session again... And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;talkin&lt;/span&gt;' about session.. ATS gotta jam soon man... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Missin&lt;/span&gt;' the ATS sessions... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: H A L L I E ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Had another chat session yesterday with her on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt;... and well.. it turned out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;allright&lt;/span&gt; and I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;feelin&lt;/span&gt;' that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;something's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;formin&lt;/span&gt; up again...&lt;br /&gt;Somehow...&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I gotta do what I have to do.. just...&lt;br /&gt;Be there for her... and hope it will all go the way it should...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;Only time will tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Messed Up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Body Clock&lt;/span&gt; ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My body clock is all messed up..&lt;br /&gt;That's for sure...&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get it back on track somehow.. I mean, readjust my body clock to the way it should be.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, this is so not healthy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Talkin&lt;/span&gt;' about body clock, look at me now.. still wide awake... god damn it...&lt;br /&gt;I guess I gotta go sleep now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: The People I Love ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SgN3Nk2xCOI/AAAAAAAAADo/sJJ1l-oz_68/s1600-h/3255_168512775506_603205506_6702490_2686459_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SgN3Nk2xCOI/AAAAAAAAADo/sJJ1l-oz_68/s320/3255_168512775506_603205506_6702490_2686459_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333237458852186338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are just some of the people who had been there for me and had been the colours of my dull life... And I say it again.. these are only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; of them.. there's more of them.. They had been like a "family" to me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; all of us, grew up together... and I treasure them always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-6968391823801464126?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6968391823801464126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=6968391823801464126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/6968391823801464126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/6968391823801464126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SgN3Nk2xCOI/AAAAAAAAADo/sJJ1l-oz_68/s72-c/3255_168512775506_603205506_6702490_2686459_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-4104150728543773068</id><published>2009-05-07T15:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T16:14:37.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Hot &amp;amp; Cold ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn... it's a li'l hot don't u think.. The weather these days... Insanely weird... Sometimes it's cold and sometimes it's just hot as fuck.. I mean.. when it pours.. it really pours down but when it's sunny.. god damn.. it's baking earth of something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's that... Global Warming thingy? Damn damn damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Thank You CSC ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sent my dad to NUH just now in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;Early detail it was... well, not really THAT early.. went off from home at about 10-ish...&lt;br /&gt;Got there and as always, the check up and all.. u know.. the swine flu thingy.. So yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dropped off my parents and went to find a parkin' lot...&lt;br /&gt;Parked the car and walked down to the main lobby...&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, go through the registration, and was told to follow the line.. so I did..&lt;br /&gt;When i was almost through.. one of the nurses was saying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Excuse me sir, mind if we take ur temperature? Our heat scanner is showing that ur body's a li'l hot..."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.. I just walked from the car park to the main lobby.. under the god damn hot sun... of course I'm a li'l heated up...&lt;br /&gt;So she checked me.. and well, my temperature's all good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the hospital now is like.. a lot of hassle.. Sorta like the.. SARS days.. well.. I mean, hassle as it is... it's better to take precautions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad went for the check up...&lt;br /&gt;Doctor said it's all good..&lt;br /&gt;Got the medication prescription..&lt;br /&gt;And the best part.. we don't have to queue up to pay for the meds...&lt;br /&gt;Thank You CSC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad's lucky.. he was a teacher back then so he have this Civil Servant Card...&lt;br /&gt;And with this card.. u have the privilege to have the government subsidised on ur medical cost.. and he was lucky cuz after his time.. or a few batch after him.. they no longer have that CSC thingy...  So yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Random Surprise From The Past ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Somebody from the past re-appear...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. that's right.. RE-APPEAR after shunning me away and callin' me selfish...&lt;br /&gt;Some of u may know the story.. and yeah.. know how much I was hurt about it.. so yeah.. Let's just.. spare the details...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went online...&lt;br /&gt;She approached me...&lt;br /&gt;She say that I should know that news..&lt;br /&gt;Her mom passed away..&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry about that, I truly am..&lt;br /&gt;I knew it way before because I read ur blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm so hurt and I just don't know if I can feel the same way as I did before for her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who I had always treat as my bestest friend, someone whom I treasure and cared for no matter what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She explained herself but I don't know if I can feel ok again... Whatever it is... Don't wanna care so much cuz, who am I anyways... So yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: The New &amp;amp; The Old ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Called up Hallie just now and well, I guess she's busy or somethin'... Cuz she didn't pick up my call..&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how I should feel... I'm so... washed out... Well.. I guess I have to just let time tell.. What and how it would go...&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, meet up day... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, called Ain just now and she was sleepin'...&lt;br /&gt;Groggy voice and blurry reactions.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;If ur reading this... NGAST! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Talk to ya soon aight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Goodnight Air ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Gonna jam with them in a while.. and I'm feelin' a li'l sleepy right now.. hehe.. So yeah.. Gotta head down to BMC... (Yes, BMC... OLD SKOOL OR WHAT?!)&lt;br /&gt;And we're going to jam there...&lt;br /&gt;it seems like the guys prefer it BMC, I mean... BMC.. hahaha.. That place is old as fuck man.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;BMC icon is no longer there.. and many of us who had jammed there, would know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Pek Tempang (Crippled Uncle) - This dude, is like the legendary figure to us all...&lt;br /&gt;With his last song trademark call... ( From that small window.. u'll see him limping his way.. and then raise up his hand and show his pinkie, meaning it's our last song... )&lt;br /&gt;That guy is known to many of us who grew up jamming there...&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what happened to him.. or how is he now... Good memories that ahpek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, jammin' later on..&lt;br /&gt;Tryin' out new stuff..&lt;br /&gt;And at the same time, gettin' the hang of drumming.. ngast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Cbox Reply ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lin Kecik:&lt;/span&gt; Woit! May 11th, confirm jadi! Hahaha.. We are so gonna hang out!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Juni:&lt;/span&gt; Well, I hope ur right... One day I'll get a job and IT? Well.. I don't know much about IT cuz I didn't learn it... So.. yeah...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yat:&lt;/span&gt; Baik!! Kau update! Hehehe... dah dah, jangan stress stress ok? Biarkan tu pinoy.. Kau rebel! hahahah! Baik ah! Sayang sama kau!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mash:&lt;/span&gt; U wanna play L4D? Have u played it before? U should definitely give it a shot.. it's an awesome game.. crazy as it is... hehe.. If ur a gamer.. I'll guarantee that U'll love it...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-4104150728543773068?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4104150728543773068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=4104150728543773068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/4104150728543773068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/4104150728543773068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_1464.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-2922987929431510554</id><published>2009-05-07T05:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T05:53:15.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Aching Body &amp;amp; Sleepy Eyes ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Madness! My body's like aching all over the place and my eyes are like.. wanting to shut itself down... BUT... somehow.. I can't sleep.. tried to just now but just can't... All I can say is that my body clock is all messed up... no wait.. more like.. all fucked up! My day becomes my night and my night becomes my day... Damn! I feel like an owl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a healthy lifestyle... unless I'm like the night shift job kinda guy.. but the thing is.. I'm not even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;workin&lt;/span&gt;'! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Blardee&lt;/span&gt; hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: The One ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Spoke to her the night before and well.. things went great at first but after a while... Just felt, down by situation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, my heart felt so hurt every time she says something that doesn't feel right.. I mean, every individual have their own views and decision but then.. it's like.. so sad to hear it.. *sigh*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I didn't feel good after that and so I just told her that I wanted to be alone for a while... so we ended the conversation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I didn't want to talk to her, of course I want to talk to her but it's just that.. it sorta hurt somehow.. and I guess I just wanna be alone... Well.... it's hard to explain but I hope u guys get it... So yeah... and I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lookin&lt;/span&gt;' forward to meet up with her this Saturday... Going out with her after such a long time... So yes.. missing her I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: L4D &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SJC&lt;/span&gt; ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sayin&lt;/span&gt;' goodbye to her, I set off... the guys asked me to play L4D and so I did. I am thinking that, that would keep my mind off things for a while and so it did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went together with the original 4... Me, B, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Suhayl&lt;/span&gt;... We were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;playin&lt;/span&gt;' the survival mode again.. and this time.. the longest we survived.. was 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; and 28 secs... and that was amazing! I mean, there's no win in this game but the only thing that make us play is to see how long we would last.. and it's not a walk in the park.. 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; long.. about a min plus more and we would have gotten the gold medal... We did good but we could have been better! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;! And thanks guys for everything... The game, the drink and the smokes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after fighting the hordes of zombies and all those special infected we head out to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;SJC&lt;/span&gt; to chill out for a while.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Cuz&lt;/span&gt; B wanted to see the rest of the soccer match between Barcelona and Chelsea.. So yeah.. just sat there and join along.. Ain't much for today.. .. that's about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Early Driver Detail &amp;amp; Goodnight Air Jamming ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In a few hours time... I gotta like get up (that is, IF, I were to fall asleep soon...) early and accompany my parents to the hospital... It's either &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;SGH&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;NUH&lt;/span&gt;.. can't remember which one.. but I gotta accompany my parents to go for their check up.. this time it's my mom.. Gonna check her diabetes thingy... So yeah.. gotta be there by 10am... that means, I gotta get up like.. what... 8 am? Holy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;maxinsane&lt;/span&gt;! Seriously, I so gotta go sleep soon... And not only that.. I got a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;jammin&lt;/span&gt;' session with Goodnight Air in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;evenin&lt;/span&gt;'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Rafiee&lt;/span&gt; got some new stuff in mind and we gonna try out some of it... I like what they come up with, u know.. that slow music and soothing.. somewhat like Lydia or Dashboard kinda sound.. And it's easier to play the drums on that tempo.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;.. So yeah.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Lovin&lt;/span&gt;' it though! And damn, I gotta learn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Tegan&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Sara's song, 17... Damn it.. that's one tricky drum beat.. oh boy.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Comfort In Pillow ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Allright&lt;/span&gt;, most real... I guess I gotta knock off now... As much as I don't want to... I GOT TO... So yeah... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Aight&lt;/span&gt;.. and thank u all for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;readin&lt;/span&gt;' up my blog.. to basically.. anyone who came in here to read.. and Hey, don't be shy.... chat up with me in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Cbox&lt;/span&gt;, located at the bottom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;aight&lt;/span&gt;? My poor blog gets a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;li'l&lt;/span&gt; lonely when nobody types in anything... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Aight&lt;/span&gt; then, take care people! Till the next time... cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-2922987929431510554?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2922987929431510554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=2922987929431510554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/2922987929431510554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/2922987929431510554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-6790462705679143466</id><published>2009-05-06T07:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T07:17:38.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Morning At B's ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's like 7:17am right now and I'm still awake... Ngast... At B's right now... Don't feel like blogging but just felt like I have to type in something... Random.. ain't it? Hahahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-6790462705679143466?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6790462705679143466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=6790462705679143466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/6790462705679143466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/6790462705679143466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-27840509665034082</id><published>2009-05-05T21:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:33:38.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Swine Flu ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talkin' about the swine flu... I slept like a fuckin' swine! Holy shit!  I slept at like what, 8 or 9 in the mornin' just now? And I woke up around like say... 6 or 7 pm? Or was it 8? Damn... Even pigs don't sleep like that! Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SgBFCa1TojI/AAAAAAAAADg/cYdVQcJZkA8/s1600-h/swineflu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SgBFCa1TojI/AAAAAAAAADg/cYdVQcJZkA8/s320/swineflu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332337866671628850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, about the swine flu... god damn... There was Cow Disease.. Chicken Flu... bla bla flu.. and what not.. and now.. the swine flu? What's next? The Giraffe Flu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I didn't know what was goin' on... I didn't even know about the swine flu thingy... Not until the day that I sent my parents for check up in NUH... I was like, "What the fuck is goin' on?" It was like... crowded and there was like a lot of people and then the hospital staff was like wearing that... plastic overall thingy over their body and they were like wearin' face mask and stuff.. I was like lost man.. what's goin' on? It was when I was waitin' for my parents to come out from the doctor's office that I realise what was going on.. cuz while waitin', I was watchin' the news on TV.. and only then it all make sense.. Swine Flu... started in Mexico...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I knew this like.. last two weeks.. so don't think that I knew it only now.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Lappy &amp;amp; Coffee ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, it's just my lappy in front of me and my huge ass cup of coffee next to me... Hmm.. Ain't much to do.. I've been online ever since I woke up just now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waitin' for someone to like message me or call me up to ask me out... I know that the boys are like watchin' soccer over at B's place tonight.. but I'm not too sure whether I wanna go... hmm.. We'll just see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, my throat drinks too much coffee.. I mean.. 4 cups altogether now.. haha.. Coffee addict I am.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Memories From The Past ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mornin', I slept a li'l later because I was readin' up my old entries and oh my god.. I'm like... a loser or a sad dude.. or somethin'... I mean, so much of emo entries.. Heh... Wow.. Looin' back on yesteryears... and it sorta like bring back the memories.. of the good times and the bad.. and those people who was in the circle and left.. It's like.. they were there.. and they're still here now.. but the only thing is that.. they're no longer in the group.. it's funny how people come and go.. and only some stayed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess, writin' a blog is a good thing cuz in years to come, I'm sure I'm bound to read up the past and "re-live" that moment... I was smilin' somehow this morning... readin' back the past.. the people I've dated.. the people I've hung out with.. and knowin' them for a short while.. that sorta thing.. Well.. it's sorta like.. crossing the path of each other's life... I don't know how to describe it.. but it's amazing somehow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life itself is a funny and weird thing... and I think I've wrote in about this a couple of times in my blog... cuz I remember saying.. life is a funny and weird thing... so yeah..  But it is.. don't u think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIfe has it's way of making u understand about things or learn things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Life Itself Is A Huge Ass Classroom ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life itself is a huge ass classroom... Why do I say that? Because it is... I mean, to me.. it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's put it in a layman's term...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Classroom = Earth / World&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Students = Friends / Families&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teachers = Mistakes in Life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every mistake that u or others made.. are lessons for us all.. We learn from history.. and from history we bring it forward to present and for the future.. or what is to become.. They are like our teachers / Lecturers... We will learn from the wrongs that we did.. Example, being a bully.. or bad relationships.. or whatever the problem is.. Mistakes, failures or whatever.. are our teachers in life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, us being stubborn students.. sometimes we just won't learn it.. or maybe we just forget our mistakes.. and that's why it leads to.. "history repeats".. It gets us to doing the wrong things all over again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life itself has so many ways of testing us.. Testing our patience.. testing on how we would solve problems.. or how we handle it... That's why we have friends.. or families.. if we cannot do it alone.. sometimes we do need them.. to hear us out.. and maybe help us move on with our problems.. and solve it.. But unfortunately, some sad souls would solve it through suicide.. or self hurt.. which is not a good thing... and so.. that is why we as friends should always be near those who we think needs our attention... Those who are troubled and such...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life.... It's beautiful, in a complicated sort of way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say, do appreciate what u have and always look at things positively...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all.. I'll write in soon! Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-27840509665034082?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/27840509665034082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=27840509665034082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/27840509665034082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/27840509665034082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_5905.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SgBFCa1TojI/AAAAAAAAADg/cYdVQcJZkA8/s72-c/swineflu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-8154528296026943443</id><published>2009-05-05T06:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T07:42:02.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Chirpy Morning ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well looky here.. it's like 6:47 in the fuckin' mornin' and I'm still fuckin' awake! What's new ey? It has always been like that.. be it schoolin' days.. or those workin' days... yeap yeap! Well, the birds are like havin' their own singing session right now.. chirpin' away... When they do that, u know it's morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:: Random Morning Breakfast ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The day before, I slept over at B's and well.. same old same old...&lt;br /&gt;Session with B for a while...&lt;br /&gt;Played around with my guitar and have a solo jam session with my amazing Boss DD-20 Loop... (This shit can make play ur guitar for long period... Amazing!)&lt;br /&gt;Watched some TV and at the same time watched B conquer the world on his Computer playin' his Total War Empire..&lt;br /&gt;Had a short nap...&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, drove B's mom's car together with him to Beer Garden to meet Yat who had just finished work.. Poor li'l dear, all tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, we had breakfast... had some chicken rice although we wanted to eat the Fishball Noodles (the stall was close and they only open at 6pm, so... damn!) Had a few chat, smoke and some drinks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent Yati home after that and head back to B's... And when we got back, I wanted to go home but I was feelin' lazy... why? Because B's room is pampered with the aircon.. and it's so comfy.. so that makes me feel so lazy to go back... So yeah.. had some shut eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 5 plus.. told my dad I'd be home.. but no.. I stayed on... Had dinner at his place.. and then Yan came over... and then head off to SJC to have some drink... And then I went home while B and Yan head off to the airport to fetch B's mom who was coming in from Taiwan (I think...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. plain old Monday.. ngast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:: "...It Doesn't End Well..." ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/Sf93h4Pr9_I/AAAAAAAAADY/omwWsgbiJd4/s1600-h/n621495530_6364918_552978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/Sf93h4Pr9_I/AAAAAAAAADY/omwWsgbiJd4/s320/n621495530_6364918_552978.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332111907747526642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of u may not know what that line means... I mean, literally we all know what that means.. but if u were to read that.. it's from somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L4D... that's right... Survival Mode... Intense as hell! It was interesting.. cuz this time, the objective's simple... Survive... The longest we manage to survive... 6 Mins 18 Secs... That's considered.. ok I guess... And it was god damn tough! Especially if u got hit by two tanks at the same time, on top of that.. two hunters and two smokers.. I mean... OH MY GOD! hahaha... It' insaned I tell ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of u who have not tried L4D.. or the Survival Mode... and if ur a fan of killing Zombies... this game's the bomb.. u should try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Yati my dear.. we should so go play this game together again and maybe we could ask Yoda along... Miss playin' it with ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Application For Jobs ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Remember that I told u guys that I've been like sending out resumes to companies and stuff? Well... None of them replied... And that sucks a million! It's either my resume is lame or the companies are just being picky... Either one... either ways.. it sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khai Bahriah messaged me on my phone, tellin' me to check out my message on Facebook and well.. it's regarding two job offers... I mean, not offers but... sorta like an ad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of which is a Voice Talent job... to do some Malay Documentry stuff... and that seems cool so I sent a mail... Which I'm hoping that I would get that job... if would be cool.. to be a voice actor.. sorta like what I've been wanting... so.. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the other one is some Event Security job... Like what the title says.. Being a Security for some Event.. So yeah.. I send out to that one too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope any of them would reply.. or those that I've sent for back then.. just.. anyone... as long I get a friggin' job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Come Back ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;One hope that I'm hoping for...&lt;br /&gt;Is for you to come back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be in my arms once again...&lt;br /&gt;For I am not complete...&lt;br /&gt;Without you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-= END =-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I guess I'm not prepared to say...&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, so long, farewell, I won't be seeing you again&lt;br /&gt;Until next time that he goes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that I'm wrong for falling in love,&lt;br /&gt;But you're still the one that I'm dreaming of.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that it's you I want to hold onto,&lt;br /&gt;But you're holding onto someone else."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-8154528296026943443?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8154528296026943443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=8154528296026943443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/8154528296026943443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/8154528296026943443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_05.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/Sf93h4Pr9_I/AAAAAAAAADY/omwWsgbiJd4/s72-c/n621495530_6364918_552978.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-3887482174357293752</id><published>2009-05-03T08:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T09:21:24.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Paintings Left Behind By The Artist ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Memories spent are memories remain,&lt;br /&gt;Sweet as it is, of the memories I had,&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for me it was such a short pain,&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I'm sure he's a good lad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories you spared,&lt;br /&gt;Of how you always wear that fedora hat,&lt;br /&gt;Along with your friends,&lt;br /&gt;Zie, Dan &amp;amp; Bat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting, Ju, Ziella &amp;amp; Afhann,&lt;br /&gt;The people you've introduced are all about fun,&lt;br /&gt;Things didn't go the way that I see,&lt;br /&gt;I truly wish the best for you and Hadi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the sweet memories and may we be friends... Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: One Chance To Make That One Change ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Many things had happened this past few months... Old and new friends... Mixed up feelings.. or should I say, fucked up feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness, sadness, envious, loneliness &amp;amp; unwanted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Change...&lt;br /&gt;If only I have a chance to have that one change is for me to not have neglected someone so much... To right my wrongs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Have A Drink, A Few Laughter &amp;amp; Just Enjoy The Night ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Things was troubling my mind earlier yesterday... Thoughts and hopes that seems so faded... If only things was not rushed, it would have been easier now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I called Dzaf and asked him where his at. So I asked him if he wanna hang out... So he said yes.. and he came over on his bike.. to fetch me... Ha! Me? Riding a bike? Unlikely right? But I did... and being a pillion on a dirt bike with an insane pick up.. is so scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we go over to Clarke Quay to hang out... didn't go to any of the clubs/pubs but just hung out at the staircase by the riverside... Hidir &amp;amp; his Girlfriend, Sam &amp;amp; Asri joined us.. And well, I gotta thank them for being there.. I mean, it got me off my thoughts for a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Clarke Quay, me &amp;amp; Sam head off to SJC to meet up with B, Hayl and his cousin.. It wasn't much, just chillin' out.. but I always enjoy the company of my friends... They're a bunch of awesome people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Good Morning, Sweet Dreams &amp;amp; Sleep Tight ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Allright, that's it, my eyes are doing that auto shut off thingy... That's a sign to say..."Go fuckin' sleep u fuckin' moron! I need some rest u dumbass!" So yeah.. sorry eyes, sorry body.. hahaha.. Gotta go peeps... Sleep time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be sure to write in soon.. Do take care.. and hey, if there's anything, u can always chat up with me using my Cbox (which is located at the bottom of this page...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care! Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-3887482174357293752?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3887482174357293752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=3887482174357293752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/3887482174357293752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/3887482174357293752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-7540137099196421268</id><published>2009-05-02T06:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T06:21:04.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Pain In Silence ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It hurts so much to know that there's someone out there who is calling you his.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts so much to know that he's doing the things that I had once did before.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts so much to know that your feelings towards him was the feelings you had for me.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to know that it was so quick of you to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only...&lt;br /&gt;If only time could have been turned back to right the wrongs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling Lonesome I am...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-7540137099196421268?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7540137099196421268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=7540137099196421268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/7540137099196421268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/7540137099196421268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_02.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-8007415764146730647</id><published>2009-05-01T08:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:56:48.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Must..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-8007415764146730647?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8007415764146730647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=8007415764146730647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/8007415764146730647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/8007415764146730647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/must.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-7691090103540715754</id><published>2009-05-01T06:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T07:59:36.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Not Much To Say... Yet ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ola to all my readers ( That is, IF there are any readers...) I'm sorry for the stagnant blog... Don't have much things to say out yet.. I mean, there are a lot of things that happened.. But just not up to type it all out yet.. So.. stay tuned.. and read up once I write in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, one more thing, I changed my shout box again.. and it's right at the bottom.. so chat with me if u wish to... Take care for now.. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-7691090103540715754?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7691090103540715754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=7691090103540715754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/7691090103540715754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/7691090103540715754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-8191974326052285629</id><published>2009-04-27T04:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T04:42:00.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Melancholy ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Why oh why?&lt;br /&gt;The sudden change in mood?&lt;br /&gt;Why does simple lines of words can bring sadness to oneself?&lt;br /&gt;Intuation? Paranoia? Negativity? Or simply... the truth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsettled heartbeats..&lt;br /&gt;Uneasy feelings...&lt;br /&gt;A moment of happiness changes, in a simple beat...&lt;br /&gt;Sadness in just one snap of the finger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, just maybe... I'm just an idiot who tries too hard?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, just maybe... Everything was too good to be true that my heart was fooled?&lt;br /&gt;The perfect happiness that I had always dream of was so close yet so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melancholy... Enough said...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-8191974326052285629?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8191974326052285629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=8191974326052285629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/8191974326052285629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/8191974326052285629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-4603637705251404742</id><published>2009-04-25T07:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T07:37:14.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Willing To Adapt To Changes ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Low tolerance&lt;br /&gt;No Pressure&lt;br /&gt;No Force&lt;br /&gt;Give Space&lt;br /&gt;Give Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Note Taken*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to do to adapt to the difference in person...&lt;br /&gt;This, is a whole new person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unhappy? Unlikely... I'm just fine the way it is, just need to adapt to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: 5 0 12 12 4 ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I wanna apologise for the things I've done... I wanna start all over again... "Hi, I'm Hezwan..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Licensed To Revolution ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SfJLOQaK8VI/AAAAAAAAACg/RLhgKpUsGrw/s1600-h/n22664319962_222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SfJLOQaK8VI/AAAAAAAAACg/RLhgKpUsGrw/s400/n22664319962_222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328404017427706194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Date: Saturday, April 25th, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Time: 1:00pm-8:00pm&lt;br /&gt;Location: Gossip Bar (Parklane Mall / Paradiz Centre )&lt;br /&gt;Tickets: 10 Smackaroos (SGD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STILLRIVER&lt;br /&gt;180&lt;br /&gt;FULL PLEDGE MUNKEES&lt;br /&gt;AFTER THE SKY&lt;br /&gt;REALIZE&lt;br /&gt;OVERTHROWN&lt;br /&gt;OBJECTION OVERRULE&lt;br /&gt;DESTROY ALL MONSTER&lt;br /&gt;COMICSTRIP&lt;br /&gt;RUDE DELIGHT&lt;br /&gt;SHINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Wrap Up ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Allright, I guess that's about it for now... So yeah... Take care, thanks for comin' in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry once again to that person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-4603637705251404742?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4603637705251404742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=4603637705251404742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/4603637705251404742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/4603637705251404742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/SfJLOQaK8VI/AAAAAAAAACg/RLhgKpUsGrw/s72-c/n22664319962_222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-8403079115480628409</id><published>2009-04-23T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:17:20.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Failed Plans ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh well... supposedly to go to Kelly Services with Yati.. but I guess she was tired from work... It's allright, I know how it feels.. No worries my dear.. U need ur rest anyways... So yeah.. today's plan didn't go well... didn't go at all... But the sessioning is still on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was watchin' a couple of vids on youtube that cracked me up! So here I am, to share with u people some of the good laugh I had just watched.. So.. Here u go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Videos That You Should Watch ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;.:: This is Ah-Ha, a Malaysian short Skit comedy show.I've just discovered them. ::.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;.:: The Song About School ::.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dbCY0v2m1x4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dbCY0v2m1x4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;.:: The One About "Meminang" ::.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N6EABBVImJ8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N6EABBVImJ8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;.:: The One About Boybands ::.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/25QekFic2qE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/25QekFic2qE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;.:: David Copperblaine ::.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8TXubn6_Mjw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8TXubn6_Mjw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that u guys had enjoyed some of the video I've shared.. There's more to come.. and I'll write in further aight? For those who does come here to read.. I thank u so much! Aight.. take care for now.. cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-8403079115480628409?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8403079115480628409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=8403079115480628409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/8403079115480628409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/8403079115480628409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-5948434990749762291</id><published>2009-04-23T07:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T08:42:45.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Massive Postout ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Phew~! I just did about an hour or two of massive post out of my resume... Went onto jobsdb.com and look up at whatever jobs there is matching to my qualifications and just shoot out my resume to any companies who's hiring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Admin work to Customer Service/Relation to Hotel Line to Ice Cream Seller to Retail job... anything.. And I truly hope either one would just reply back to me... Tonight&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;I'm gonna go at it again... Job hunting with technology! Heh heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope for the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: 2 - 0 ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Man U won the match yesterday with 2 Goals... I'm just puttin' this as a topic cuz I have nothing much to write about on this Thursday morning.. Hey.. it's 7:52 in the morning! Anyways, yeah.. So Man U Fans.. I'm sure u guys are happy about that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who do not know, I'm not a soccer guy... don't play soccer, don't watch soccer... The only reason why I was at SJC yesterday was just to enjoy the company of my friends cuz I was like friggin' bored at home... So yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual bunch was there.. And well, it was allright... Got home a about 5 in the morning.. somewhere there? So yeah.. here I am... Ngast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Kelly Services Anyone? ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Gonna meet up with Yati later in the afternoon to head down to Kelly Services in Tampines... Gonna register myself so they can like look for a job for me... Yes.. Kelly Services is a job agency...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna drop by to see how it is and register myself.. And after that... no idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Kopi Peng, Fishball Noodle &amp;amp; Busy Street ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Most probably gonna head down to Beer Garden after Kelly Services... Or maybe after takin' a look at Tampines One... Been wantin' to see that mall.. so yeah.. Gonna go jalan jalan with Yati later... And then maybe have lunch or dinner at Beer Garden.. the usual hang out spot for me and Yati.. So yeah.. let's see how it goes from there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Equatorial Apartments ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Gonna head down to B's place after that to session with him... Gonna re write some stuff and maybe write a new song or somethin'... Don't know what's the plan but we're gonna do somethin' with our guitars... Hopefully we can lock down our materials so we can have some stuff to play during jamming this Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Missing A Beautiful Potrait ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh where, oh where could she be?&lt;br /&gt;I miss those times where we would just sit by the sea,&lt;br /&gt;Evil mosquitoes sucking the blood out of me,&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter as it was the night where I enjoyed with glee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing with her voice while playing the guitar,&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing better to do than to admire her from afar,&lt;br /&gt;A lot of jokes, chatting and laughter together,&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could just sit there, forever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, everyday and each day to come,&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I won't be that guy "yang macam faham"&lt;br /&gt;The feelings I have for her is undescribable,&lt;br /&gt;Two words to describe her is Simply Adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photography, Paintings &amp;amp; Sculpture,&lt;br /&gt;Those things she does, I can never be like her,&lt;br /&gt;The feelings I have is oh so strong,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder, where did I go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day I hope, hope and pray,&lt;br /&gt;That things would be better for us someday,&lt;br /&gt;Missing you is all I can say,&lt;br /&gt;Just want you to know that I'll be here to stay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-5948434990749762291?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5948434990749762291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=5948434990749762291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/5948434990749762291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/5948434990749762291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-72908862755651364</id><published>2009-04-22T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T00:18:30.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Screen, Bed, Screen, Bed ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the time (points out to the clock above this entry)... Most probably the time ur lookin' at will not be the time I'm typin' now.. but anyways.. it's like 11:11pm right now... And heck, the whole day.. was nothing.. but boredom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, look at the laptop screen.. feel asleep in bed.. and then wake up.. the screen again.. type a bit here and there and then.. bed again.. and now.. Here I am.. It's a Wednesday and it's like, mid week? Holy shit, I gotta stop this boredom.. I truly hope that companies would actually hire people.. Dang! And yeah, I'm gettin' bored of this.. it comes to the point where I feel like killin' myself.. just for the fun of it.. but then, by killin' myself.. I wouldn't be alive to go through another day.. so. yeah.. fuck that shit.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: MSN Going Mad ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's wrong with MSN.. but it seems that I've been gettin' a lot of weird messages from unlikely people... When I say unlikely.. meanin', the messages sent doesn't tally with the person.. I mean.. My decent friend wouldn't go around sayin'.. "Hey, wanna meet a horny girl.." yada yada bla bla.. and sometimes.. it's some slimmin' pills shit.. I'm tellin' ya people.. MSN is being controlled now! Damn spam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And talkin' about being controlled.. Even Myspace is being controlled.. do u guys know that I'm lookin' at my myspace page...... In Chinese! Isn't takin' over our jobs enough? Now they want to conquer our internet space? Damn! And when I say my myspace is in chinese.. I know that some of u might be thinking.."Oh, u can change it on the settings" Well, I know.. duh! But the thing is.. I can't.. So yeah.. Chinese it is.. luckily I memorise that page.. make me look like a pro.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Poor Li'l Artist ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone had a bad day... I can somehow know how it's like.. Hectic panic attack! Hehehe.. Don't worry my dear.. it will all be good.. just take it slowly, one thing at a time.. don't be pushed by the panic attack monster.. Just chill.. U will be.. O~~ Kay! Don't worry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Laggy Lappy ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God damn it.. what have my dad done to my laptop.. I mean, he have this habit of installing this and that.. and all the RAM boosters and what not.. I mean.. those things are suppose to be boosting the speed of the laptop.. but somehow it's slowin' things down.. and I fuckin' hate it.. I checked out the task manager.. and the amount of memory used for those programmes are insane! i mean.. whoa.. ur suppose to speed things up but damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really lagging.. and I hate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Mass Shoutbox Reply ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arynne &lt;-&gt; Hey hey! Thanks for that.. thanks for linking me up! Ur the first in my talk box! hehehe.. Congratulations! hahaha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cherub-Chix &lt;-&gt; Well... hello there Miss Blog Stalker... hehe.. Thanks for dropping by!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mash &lt;-&gt;Ah madness! Most real.. I kena call freak! What the hell! Hahahahah! Anyways, thanks for linkin' me up!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yoda &lt;-&gt; Hahahaha! No worries bro.. it's all good!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ra-fieex &lt;-&gt; Hey dude.. I've linked u up already! Yeah!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: SJC, Heavy Rain, How? ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy madness.. it's like puring heavily right now and Inn just messaged me, askin' if I'm on, to hang out at SJC... God damn it.. wrong timing... I mean, it's pouring hard man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the conversation I had with him on Facebook Chat:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="other"&gt;&lt;a linkindex="686" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1017446228"&gt;Salihin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;hp pon sort&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;sjc ai mai&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="self"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;11:26pm&lt;/span&gt;Hezwan&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Sini ngah hujan lebat beb&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Aku anythin bro&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;it's ur call&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="other"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;11:26pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a linkindex="687" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1017446228"&gt;Salihin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;tgk bolas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;hujan lebats pe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="self"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;11:26pm&lt;/span&gt;Hezwan&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;sabar..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="other"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;11:26pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a linkindex="688" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1017446228"&gt;Salihin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;sini starting to rockafella skank&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="self"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;11:26pm&lt;/span&gt;Hezwan&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Ok.. false info&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;strong wind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;hahah! Rockafella skank!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;siak siak&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="other"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;11:26pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a linkindex="689" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1017446228"&gt;Salihin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;yeap ok sjc at midnite&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="self"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;11:27pm&lt;/span&gt;Hezwan&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;siapa lagi turun bro?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="other"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;11:27pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a linkindex="690" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1017446228"&gt;Salihin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;berns, syads, zads, yans, hayls,?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="self"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;11:27pm&lt;/span&gt;Hezwan&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Midnight.. abeh kau sampai kul berapa?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="other"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;11:27pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a linkindex="691" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1017446228"&gt;Salihin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;12 uh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="self"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;11:27pm&lt;/span&gt;Hezwan&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Ada chance hujan siak.. tengah red skies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="other"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;11:29pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a linkindex="692" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1017446228"&gt;Salihin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;so lu on ke tak&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="self"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;11:31pm&lt;/span&gt;Hezwan&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;on ah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;abeh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;kalau hujan lebat giler.. gua tak on ah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="other"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;11:31pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a linkindex="693" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1017446228"&gt;Salihin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;ok i will see u at 12 dont be late &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;knn abeh aku on sorang kat sjc?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="self"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;11:32pm&lt;/span&gt;Hezwan&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Ok ah.. aku pun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Tapi most real bro.. sudah turun hujan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="other"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;11:32pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a linkindex="694" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1017446228"&gt;Salihin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;haiz&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;jiwa go je&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="self"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;11:33pm&lt;/span&gt;Hezwan&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;heavy doks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="other"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;11:33pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a linkindex="695" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1017446228"&gt;Salihin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;jiwa man utd&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="self"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;11:33pm&lt;/span&gt;Hezwan&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Lebat giler!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="other"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;11:33pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a linkindex="696" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1017446228"&gt;Salihin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;heavy metal &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;\m/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;go is the word&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;are u on &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="self"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;11:33pm&lt;/span&gt;Hezwan&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;hotak kau&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;I am no!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Abeh hujan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="other"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;11:34pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a linkindex="697" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1017446228"&gt;Salihin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;hujan bawak umbrella dude&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="other"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;11:35pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a linkindex="698" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1017446228"&gt;Salihin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;kalau tak nak takpa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span class="emote_text"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="emote_img" src="http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/images/blank.gif" style="background: transparent url(http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/images/sprite/MegaSprite_5003_ltr.gif?8:158422) no-repeat scroll -606px -84px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" alt=":(" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="self"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;11:36pm&lt;/span&gt;Hezwan&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;umbrella takde ah bro&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="other"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;11:36pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a linkindex="699" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1017446228"&gt;Salihin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;hoodie ada&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;lu jiwa ke tak?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="self"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;11:36pm&lt;/span&gt;Hezwan&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Jiwa members ah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="other"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;11:36pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a linkindex="700" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1017446228"&gt;Salihin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;kalau lu jiwa gua jumpa lu kat meja 28&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="self"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;11:36pm&lt;/span&gt;Hezwan&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Basar kuyup untuk members ah!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Hahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;tapi kan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;giler kappa?!?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Lebat maximus lah dok&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;dah sampai sana nak chill kat mana sia?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="other"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;11:37pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a linkindex="701" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1017446228"&gt;Salihin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;chill bawah shelter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;" class="self"&gt; &lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;11:37pm&lt;/span&gt;Hezwan&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Siak ah..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Aku on the way to SJC.. takde shelter sia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Oh well.. I'll guess I'll just go.. cuz it's fuckin' boring at home! I so need to get out! Don't worry Inn, u won't be alone.. that's for sure.. Hahah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Aight.. that's it for now.. I shall return when I return.. So yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Offheidesen!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;"Give me the unfamiliar, my world of monocrhome...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Step aside, move along, keep on keeping on..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Dictate my heart's desire, this Earth is no longer home...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Step aside, move long keep on keeping on..."&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-72908862755651364?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/72908862755651364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=72908862755651364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/72908862755651364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/72908862755651364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-1042248291104511059</id><published>2009-04-21T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T16:00:23.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/Se10zywAorI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I7koAx2jt-w/s1600-h/2631_138289975252_602525252_6069669_231492_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/Se10zywAorI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I7koAx2jt-w/s320/2631_138289975252_602525252_6069669_231492_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327042367394456242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ola to all! I'm back... previously I was writin' in Facebook's Blog.. so.. yeah, to those who might have Facebook.. u can read up my recent blogs on my profile page.. It's the one to the lef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;t of the window.. so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this Jack ass over here... Is me.. most of u would probably know me.. but some of u don't.. so yeah.. This is.. me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Tuesday Lalness ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's 3:26pm right now... And it's a Tuesday.. now.. take a look at the date on my post.. and from my recent post.. Allright maybe not my recent recent post..but the last one.. I mean.. like.. holy shit! That's like a year ago! And readin' through everything.. I mean, almost everything.. it's like walkin' back into memory lane.. So much shit had happened.. things changed.. the people I hang out with change.. Relation with people change.. I mean.. wow.. When we go through the days, we wouldn't realise things but when u have something like a Journal or... a diary.. or for this case.. a blog.. u will see the changes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like readin' back my stuff.. and laughin' and some shit that happened.. and I was thinkin' back of some of the "emo" parts I had in life.. It's like.. wow.. and I didn't realise I could write that good.. or.. at least what I think of it as.. (Most probably it's lame.. so yeah..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a Tuesday and the days just happen to be a repetition.. cuz everyday. I'm like a hopeless fucker who just sits at home.. and worry about stuff.. damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Jobless Me ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Geez, it seems like it's really hard to get a job... Really not a good time to look for a job due to the recession and what not.. and it seems like people do not want to hire staff.. Many of my other friends are havin' problems finding a job too.. And another reason is that... those who came to our land.. is takin' our jobs as well.. Immigrants.. They come here.. they get OUR jobs.. even when they don't even know how to speak friggin' English! How hard is it to speak a simple English? Especially.. those who came from China.. No offense.. but these goons.. come here.. with no knowledge of English.. gets the job.. I mean.. wow.. English is like the number one language in the world.. but no.. these bunch of fuckers thinks that their li'l chinese language is so fuckin' divine.. that they don't bother to learn English.. Fuckin' hell... Customer Service.. and u don't speak english.. what fuck is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can say that some of the employers here are fuckin' racist.. Lookin' at colours to hire.. fuck u! U can put one Chinese, one malay and one indian dude waitin' outside the interview room.. And u can see.. the favouritism in race... Malay guy goes in.. a couple of minutes.. he's out.. lookin' dissapointed.. and then the Indian guy goes in.. takes a li'l longer.. and then he goes out.. lookin' dissapointed.. and then.. these Chinese from China.. walks in.. Speakin oh so loudly in his thick unable-to-make-out chinese... And then, he walks out.. smiling... So yeah.. what does that show.. Fuckin' hell.. A li'l bit unfair here? Hello? We're suppose to be one people, one nation? What ever happen to that? Fuckin' bastards!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Moving On ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I guess it's really that time for me to move on... This is like.. no longer that.. "It's allright, we break up.. soon we gonna get back again..." This time.. it's the real shit.. And it's kinda hard for me.. I mean.. 5 years, people! It's been 5 years I've been with her.. and many of u would know who it is.. Hallie... so yeah.. 5 years together.. from the time I was still serving my NS.. to the days I had no job... to workin' as a delivery driver.. and then schoolin' in ITE.. and then that security job.. till today... That's like fuckin' long time.. the longest relationship I ever had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been through our ups and downs together.. so much.. We argued with one another and then we make up.. From the first date.. till our lat arguement.. It's that long.. And finally.. it ends... I'm sad but somehow.. a li'l ok about it.. I mean.. it's for the good for the both of us.. I mean.. rather than.. splittin' up.. and then gettin' back together again and then argue and then split up again.. it's better to just.. put it to a stop.. I mean.. hey.. love is about enjoyin each other's company.. and to be happy with each other.. but from how things were.. it wasn't that way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love was definitely there.. even if we argue and stuff.. I know that we do love one another.. and it's  a fact.. But we just had to do this to stop hurting one another ever again.. So break up it is... Many would hear stories about her.. some know her existance only by her name.. and some.. don't even know that she existed.. But honestly, she was an awesome gf but it's just that.. we had our differences.. 5 fuckin' years..... Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to her a few days ago.. and well, she sorta found someone to go out with.. it was this dude who's workin' in Singtel.. just opposite her workplace.. so.. yeah.. they sorta develope somethin'.. and they're like.. dating now.. And hearing that from her.. is like.. weird.. u know.. I mean.. it's weird because we've been together for 5 years and now i'm hearing that she's going out with another dude.. it's kinda.. weird and... well.. sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told her about my feelings.. and she was saying that I should try to move on too and open up my heart to someone new.. She say that it will help to move on.. and we both agreed that it's hard for us.. and of course, we do miss one another.. but some things just had to be done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so she asked.."How about u, have u found someone?" At this point.. I don't really know.. but I guess I did.. No.. wait... I did found somone.. and I'm sure about my feelings towards her.. I like her a lot... It's just that she's sorta like.. not ready yet... So I gotta slow down and take it slow.. Anyways.. I replied back to Hallie.."Well, sorta.. I found someone.." Then she said.. "Good.. go ahead.. u should go on.. open up ur heart.. It will help us both to move on.." Well, easier said than done... But I want to move on.. and I need u to do that.. I want u to do that.. but if time is what u need.. then time is what u shall get.. I'll give u the space u need.. What I do know that I'll be here always.. waitin' for u if u need me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm happy for Hallie.. She sounded so.. happy.. I guess she found a better guy.. that's good.. at least I know she's well taken care of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Random Videos ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fIINk4bAplM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fIINk4bAplM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Paris In The Making, one of the beautiful local bands here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ThG1HJNVINU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ThG1HJNVINU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimus Prime singing Plain Sunset's "Find A Way"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Allright, this is the end for today's post.. I'll write in again soon... Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-1042248291104511059?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1042248291104511059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=1042248291104511059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/1042248291104511059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/1042248291104511059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/04/ola-to-all-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/Se10zywAorI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I7koAx2jt-w/s72-c/2631_138289975252_602525252_6069669_231492_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-7884261570253138606</id><published>2009-04-21T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T00:03:09.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey hey! Guess who's back? I'm back.. hahaha.. it's time to resurrect this li'l bloggy... Well, I revamped everything.. and I've lost all my links to the other bloggers.. BUT... don't worry.. I'll get it back... ermm........ somehow.. I guess.. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right.. a dodgy me, in my room.. typin' out my blog in my blog.. And oh my god, lookin' back in my archives and reading back everything... Holy mutha fuckin' shit! Shit load of memories! I mean.. WOW! It's like.. somehow.. a li'l disbelief.. like.. "Whoa.. shit.. did that all happen?" And duh! of course it did.. but it's just like a small disbelief.. hahahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allright.. this is a test run for the return of blindedheart... so yeah.. I'll write in more.. so.. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-7884261570253138606?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7884261570253138606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=7884261570253138606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/7884261570253138606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/7884261570253138606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-hey-guess-whos-back-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-1322196217720277973</id><published>2008-04-25T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T03:29:24.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey mates! how's it hangin'? Couldn't sleep so i decided to like update my boring blog.. or somethin'... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My arm's gettin' a li'l better.. well.. can move a li'l bit more than before.. so yeah.. slight improvement but still hurts if I move suddenly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composed a new song with B the other night.. or more like.. mornin'... so yeah.. sorta made the basic structure of the song but I'm sure there'll be modifications in the future.. so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't really go out much these days, not because of my arm.. it's my dad.. He got gaut.. u know, that foot thing... Gaut.. where it will swell up and hurts like hell... well, that's the one.. His foot is like red and when u put ur hand on it.. it's warm.. u know.. like when u have fever.. and it's that warm.. it's somethin' like that.. If i don't care much i would have just gone out and not bother about it.. but seein' him strugglin' to walk.. even to stand up.. it was hard for me to just leave.. Knowin' that he will definitely need me to help him out, I decided to stay at home.. Suppose to meet Hallie the other night but I stayed... Suppose to meet up with Alfrey and b to session but I stayed.. can't see my dad that way.. u know.. it hurts me to see him feelin' hurt like that.. Told him to go to the doctors but he doesn't want to, he said he does not want to trouble others but come on.. I mean, ur like that and ur still stubborn.. I gotta make him go somehow.. Damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the band.. currently, we're on a hiatus... well, sorta.. cuz there's no gig and stuff, so we're like chillin'... but at the same time, workin' on new songs and jammin' as usual... Everything's allright.. and everybody's fine in the band.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that's about it for now.. till then, I shall bid u guys farewell (To whoever's readin' this...) Cheers to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-1322196217720277973?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1322196217720277973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=1322196217720277973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/1322196217720277973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/1322196217720277973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2008/04/hey-mates-hows-it-hangin-couldnt-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-3001699550629106772</id><published>2008-04-23T09:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T09:33:46.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! (If there is ever anyone who would view my lame blog...) Here I am, slouching in front of the iBook (the iBook belongs to a friend of mine anyways)... Right now at my friend's place.. chillin' out.. just finished sessionin' for a new song. So called completed the basic structure of the song but I'm sure it'll be modified, as they say, subject to change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelin' sleepy right now, not slept yet... and holy cow, my back hurts somehow... Whoa, wait the minute, that rhymes! Cow and somehow! (Yeah yeah, that's like fuckin' lame dumbass...) Ok ok, enough of crappy contents.. let's go to... MORE CRAPPY CONENTS!.. Sorry guys, I don't really know how to write good stuff in blogs, u know.. the ones with good english or good entries.. Oh yeah, talkin' about entries, u guys should read up Jason's blog.. it's this dude who writes good stuff.. basically, a critic.. a constructive critic with an awesome sense of humour... Well, anyways, this is my blog.. a dull one.. heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so let's see here.. what i did today.... hmm.... well, pretty much.. nothing I guess.. Just sit around, tryin' to compose a new song.. played my X360... and that's about it.. heh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this blog's going nowhere, i guess I'll write again when I really do have somethin' to share.. ermm.. yeah... so.. er... yeah.. that's about it.. I think.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allrighty, to my readers (once again, if I do have ANY readers out there...) do take care aight? And enjoy urselves... Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-3001699550629106772?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3001699550629106772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=3001699550629106772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/3001699550629106772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/3001699550629106772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2008/04/hey-everyone-if-there-is-ever-anyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-2166486265950536828</id><published>2007-05-25T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T18:20:53.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another one of Sam Molleur's works.... This is a touching one... check it out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=2016082970"&gt;These Photographs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=2016082970&amp;type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" height="346"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&amp;videoid=2016082970&amp;title=These Photographs"&gt;Add to My Profile&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.home"&gt;  More Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-2166486265950536828?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2166486265950536828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=2166486265950536828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/2166486265950536828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/2166486265950536828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2007/05/another-one-of-sam-molleurs-works.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-8842110357811215746</id><published>2007-05-25T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T17:49:12.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GUYS! I've not blogged for a long time.. Wanna share this vid..it's fuckin' cool! Check i out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=2019499074"&gt;Drawn With Lines&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=2019499074&amp;type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" height="346"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&amp;videoid=2019499074&amp;title=Drawn With Lines"&gt;Add to My Profile&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.home"&gt;  More Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-8842110357811215746?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8842110357811215746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=8842110357811215746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/8842110357811215746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/8842110357811215746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2007/05/guys-ive-not-blogged-for-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-2724099462278570047</id><published>2007-04-27T04:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T04:12:21.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;.:: Smiggle Talking In Malay ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://update.videoegg.com/flash/player8.swf?jsver=1.3"   FlashVars="file=http%3A//tagged.002.download.videoegg.com/gid376/cid1282/O2/WP/1174289249yk4pZGSsKkB0GAgG0L15&amp;bgColor=000000&amp;autoPlay=false&amp;showAd=true&amp;adVars=site%3Dtagged%26area%3Dvideos%26vl%3DNULL%26va%3DNULL%26vg%3DNULL&amp;isGrabcode=false&amp;pageURL=http%3A//www.tagged.com/video_player.html%3Fvid%3D2928%26uid%3D17341249&amp;MMredirectURL=http%3A//www.tagged.com/video_player.html%3Fvid%3D2928%26uid%3D17341249&amp;MMplayerType=PlugIn&amp;MMdoctitle=Tagged%20Video%20-%20malay%3F%3F%21%21%20-%20Flash%20Player%20Installation&amp;watermark_bottomright=http://static.tagged.com/images/tagged_video_watermark.png&amp;allowFlash9Fullscreen=true"  quality="high"    allowFullScreen="true"  allowScriptAccess="always"   bgcolor="#000000"   scale="noscale"   wmode="window"   width="450"   height="370"   name="VE_Player" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-2724099462278570047?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2724099462278570047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=2724099462278570047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/2724099462278570047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/2724099462278570047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-3385849374099448022</id><published>2007-04-27T04:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T04:11:28.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok ok, most real, it's been a while since I've blogged.. actually.. as us malays would say...MaRgH-LaRsE.. a.k.a.. Malas... Hahaha.. wanna type a long blog is like..lal! I mean, ngast..Chattin' is one thing but to type out about ur life...If I were to consider from the previous entries that I've created since 2003.. I can publish my own book..maybe called..."Life As Ah Pui".. Wow, that'll be cool... but most probably, there won't be any fans that would come up to me and say.." Hezwan, I like ur book, I love it, it's an inspiration to us all..." And most probably these bunch of fans would be fleshy and plump people who is inspired by me... being fat.. is beautiful! Yeah! hahaha..ok whatever..that's like A big W on my forehead or somethin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just to have a li'l update on my life.. well, things are going great with my dearest Hallie.. everything's doin' good and I'm loving her even more as each day past... Amazing girl! muacks! I love u sweetheart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for school, I'm in my new module and we're learnin' what I love... Audio and Visual..yeah! That's what I'm in Multimedia Tech for.. to learn these kinda stuff.. cool ey? Hehehe.. Currently doin' sound recording and editting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for After The Sky (Previously known as No Direction).. we're currently in chill out mode as for local shows... But we'll be playin' for the Ad Live show in Youth Park this comin' 1st July.. it's free! We'll be playin' alongside bands like Acid Empire, Hear Me Toby, Rika and other great bands... It's been a while since we played in big shows..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for recordin, currently we're close to the last parts of recording, the final touch... Vocal tracks.. Yeap, we're going up to KL in May to record our vocals... and in the first week of August, we'll be in Japan, doin' a small tour... An awesome yet scary feeling... some of u may understand why I'm feeling that way..hehe... Well, I really hope that it will all be good... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight then.. that's it for this entry.. in the next one (which I'm going to do right after this entry) will be a clip.. a short clip of Smiggle talking to his other half, gollum... in Malay.. it's funny guys... It's crappy funny... Do check it out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight, thanks for droppin by.. cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-3385849374099448022?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3385849374099448022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=3385849374099448022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/3385849374099448022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/3385849374099448022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2007/04/ok-ok-most-real-its-been-while-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-3942397235864728410</id><published>2007-04-18T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T03:10:24.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;.:: Wednesday 18th April 2007 0236hrs ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=2023196944&amp;type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" height="346"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-3942397235864728410?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3942397235864728410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=3942397235864728410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/3942397235864728410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/3942397235864728410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-2023890117748321732</id><published>2007-04-18T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T03:07:24.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's a video of my crazy cat and a start/stop animation by me which failed... So yeah..here u go.. And one more thing, I'm tired of typin out so I'm using video blog now.. so yeah.. cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;.:: My Crazy Cat ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=2023193993&amp;type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" height="346"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;.:: Start/Stop Animation ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=2023193709&amp;type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" height="346"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-2023890117748321732?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2023890117748321732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=2023890117748321732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/2023890117748321732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/2023890117748321732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2007/04/heres-video-of-my-crazy-cat-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-2360042940050198800</id><published>2007-03-27T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T14:36:11.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been watching this anime...I know I'm not really an anime kinda person but somehow, this Anime, caught my attention.. It's called "Beck" It's an anime which I can like, totally relate to... Being in a band, how the band was form up, the hardship of putting the band together, playing together as one... Going through shit just to get a gig.. recognition and all that package.. Well, this show, somehow.. made me relate to it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about how a band is form up and how they went up through hardship just to get recognition and be known in their homeland.. and their dream was to play in the states.. They did follow their dreams..well.. here's an episode of "Beck" that I'd like to share u guys with... for more episodes.. do head out to http://www.veoh.com/ and search for Beck.. it's there.. for now..here's "Beck"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;.:: Beck ::.&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.veoh.com/videodetails.swf?permalinkId=v309341Ag7hwZqX&amp;id=1&amp;player=videodetails&amp;videoAutoPlay=0" width="540" height="438" bgcolor="#000000" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-2360042940050198800?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2360042940050198800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=2360042940050198800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/2360042940050198800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/2360042940050198800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2007/03/ive-been-watching-this-anime.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-2576399436755636411</id><published>2007-03-23T04:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T04:54:30.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's another one from South park... It's about World Of Warcraft..Now, this one's the whole episode.. it's funny.. watch it, Trust me, U'll laugh madly! Best suited for Warcraft and South Park fans... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before u start it, lower down ur volume, cuz it's kinda loud at the beginning...aight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;.:: South Park's World Of Warcraft episode::. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=1824182044&amp;type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" height="346"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-2576399436755636411?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2576399436755636411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=2576399436755636411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/2576399436755636411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/2576399436755636411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2007/03/heres-another-one-from-south-park.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-2784713343082334416</id><published>2007-03-23T04:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T04:51:49.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys, it's been a while since I've updated..well, ain't much to update...Just a brief one... Me and Hallie, doin' A Ok! Love her to the max! The bestest gf ever! I love her so the very much! I'd be lost without her.. Somehow... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella, same ol same ol...love hangin' out there as well... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. that's about it, I'll update it in proper the next entry.. anyways, here's a video...A short south park clip which cracks me up everytime I watch it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;.:: South Park's Ninja Episode ::.&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short clip from South Park...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=2010470155&amp;type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" height="346"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-2784713343082334416?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2784713343082334416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=2784713343082334416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/2784713343082334416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/2784713343082334416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey-guys-its-been-while-since-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-2319424039377053510</id><published>2007-03-13T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T13:41:08.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Found some Alexis On Fire videos..and there will be lots more. So here are two videos by Alexis On Fire, "No Transitory" and "Pulmonary Archery"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;.:: Alexis On Fire ::.&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No Transitory"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=1777465071&amp;type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" height="346"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;.:: Alexis On Fire ::.&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pulmonary Archery"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=748618662&amp;type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" height="346"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-2319424039377053510?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2319424039377053510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=2319424039377053510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/2319424039377053510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/2319424039377053510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2007/03/found-some-alexis-on-fire-videos.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-1076183356757176011</id><published>2007-03-13T04:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T04:22:26.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I hope that u guys did enjoy watchin' Saves The Day... It was a very good band, back in the olden days... Missed that era... Well, anyways, I'm at Hallie's place right now... To those who are curious about what happened? well, things are back to normal right now. It was just a li'l misunderstanding and crazy thoughts... That's about it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watchin' my baby sleep makes me smile, here I am in front of the comp and she is sleeping on the couch next to me, simply adorable... She must have been super tired from work... poor baby.. And now she got up to go into her room to continue with her sleeping, hehe... She's simply adorable and I love her sooo much and thank u baby, for giving me this care and love... I love u lots and lots baby dearest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't get enough of my angel.. hehe.. well, it's love boys and girls..what can u say.. u'll have disagrement at times and a good day together at times too... Well anyways, for the past few days, I've been at Bella.. simply hangin' out.. hehe.. it was crazy though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see here... Oh kay.. Sunday...so yeah, Sunday right, was the day where I got home from tawnin' in town after the movies right? So yeah.. That night, I head down to Bella to hang out... It was just a random mode to slack.. so I called some of my classmates... or should I say, only one classmate... And that was Nad... she was chattin' with me before and I was askin' if they wanna tawn the night near katong area and well, Nad says ok, she doesn't mind.. Nizam is one of those IF-YOU-GO-I'LL-GO kinda person so yeah.. If there's a lot of people, Zam's there... As for Yati, she was already in Katong area... and lastly.. Shark... he couldn't go cuz by the time he could sneak out from his home, there ain't any bus left for him to take down to Bella... Well, the thing is, that isn't the issue.. Here's the thing.. I told Nad, to message me when the decision's made... be it go or not... So i was at Bella... First it was just me and B... watchin' him play Fight Night.. and then a li'l later, the guys came... Prince Isobelle (Shahrul a.k.a Pretty Boy's band) had a show down in L Cube studios so they came back to Bella to hang out... So yeah, Bella was already in full swing with people talking crap, playin' games and stuff like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, decided to go up and hang out at Beer Garden with the bunch to drink coffee and maybe have supper.. that's when Yati's message came..sayin' that she's at the coffee shop opposite of Blutail Studios... well, the thing is, she was with Black..and u know, i don't wanna bother them unless the REST WOULD HAVE dropped by to tawn... As for kecik, that's an exceptable reason cuz she's not stayin' like a stone throw away or anything..she's livin' in Woodlands and it's nuts to call her down to katong just to hang out... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's besides the point, sorry for going off track a li'l.. Anyways, 11 had past and then there was 12 midnight.. and until the next day... no message from nad.. Wow! Left me hangin'... but then, it's ok, Nad was just being Nad I guess... Well done crew! Let's hang out again someday!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after hangin' out at Beer Garden, I got back down again.. and met up with the bunch.. There was me, B, Yan, Gerryl or Gerald (I'm sorry if it's wrong), Syafiq, Farhan &amp; Nadi and Khaleed... Well, guess what, B, Yan and Gerryl head back home and left with just a few of us... (ok ok, it's gettin' a li'l long, let's fast forward it...) Bla bla bla.. yada yada... bla bla bla... bla ha... yadahabalaha... and until yesterday night..everyone was still there.. So all in all, we were a yesterday person... hahaha.. Coolness.. Total fun ah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ok, most real, I'm sleepy on the rocks already.. wobbling lah dey! Aight aight, till then.. do take care aight? Anyways, I'm going off yo bed.. so yeah... In the next entry, I will put up Alexis On Fire's video clips... they're one fuckin' cool band! I love them and the voice... it's awesome how he can reach at such a nice high tone... Aight aight, till the next entry, do take care...cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-1076183356757176011?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1076183356757176011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=1076183356757176011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/1076183356757176011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/1076183356757176011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2007/03/well-i-hope-that-u-guys-did-enjoy.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-1011623559985929727</id><published>2007-03-13T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T04:04:54.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before I enter my next entry, here's a video... a song by this band that we all once hear... Saves The Day, with the song "At Your Funeral"... This song brings back memories of the good old emo days... well.. just check it out aight? The video's simple and the song is very addictive.. so do watch and hear it... Do take notice of the video in the background of how life is... From a baby to a teenager to an adult and lastly, to an elderly and the funeral at the end of the video.. If u were to listen to the lyrics and watch the video.. it's a sad video... Well, just enjoy it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;.:: Saves The Day ::.&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At Your Funeral"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=1577640842"&gt;saves the day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=1577640842&amp;type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" height="346"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-1011623559985929727?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1011623559985929727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=1011623559985929727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/1011623559985929727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/1011623559985929727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2007/03/before-i-enter-my-next-entry-heres.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-1029597002935187855</id><published>2007-03-11T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T20:49:15.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;Emery&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Walls"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=1988775120"&gt;Emery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=1988775120&amp;type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" height="346"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-1029597002935187855?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1029597002935187855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=1029597002935187855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/1029597002935187855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/1029597002935187855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2007/03/emery-walls-emery.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-2870244538263979945</id><published>2007-03-11T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T20:47:32.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No reply...&lt;br /&gt;No Messages...&lt;br /&gt;No MSN...&lt;br /&gt;No nothing from her... Where could she be? Is she so mad at me? What have I done wrong?  What is it that made her so pissed? I'm still thinking and wonderin... why? I love her so, why can't she see that? Why can't she trust me with all her heart like how I trusted her... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please baby, please let me know where u are....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-2870244538263979945?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2870244538263979945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=2870244538263979945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/2870244538263979945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/2870244538263979945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-reply.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-5699120593973763541</id><published>2007-03-11T07:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T08:30:15.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[ Mood : Tired / Sleepy / Confused / Worried ]&lt;br /&gt;[ Time : 7:48 am ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: This Is Not Madness, This Is Sparta! ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey ho to everyone! It's been a while since I've updated my blog... Well, been a li'l busy with school, gf and the studio... so yeah, no time for the net to blog and all that... I just got home from the movies... well, not really just... but got home at around 6 plus coming to 7... Waited for the first bus to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I went to the movies with 30 people... Imagine that, 30 people! Basically the whole row was occupied by us... There's this movie called "300" and most of the guys were so excited to watch it and there were some that even followed us just to watch it again. It was sort of a last minute thing... I mean, they did plan about it and I never thought that I'd go but in the end, the guys asked me along and they were saying it's a once in a while thing where the whole bunch of us go out together to catch a movie and stuff.. they offered me to pay for the tickets.. so in the end, I went... The whole of the Bella Luna crew was there... well, not all, but most... Yan couldn't make it cuz he had to work that night and a few others who was working so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernard, Dzafir, Tweet, Mon, Lin, Ain, Ian, Syadie, Syafiq a.k.a Thomas, Gerald (hopefully I spelled it correctly), Shahrul a.k.a Pretty Boy, Rik, Ewick, Ewick's friend, Asyraf, Sammy, Zanna, Borhan, Syikin, Zad, Suhayl, Inn, Ikay, Nik, Dila (Nik's GF), Azim a.k.a Boy Sundal, Hidir, Elfrey, Fad and of course, myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was insane! It was as if it was some kind of a gathering of some sort... and it was zany, the mad bunch was basically.. crazy... Nik bought the ticket for most of us and as for me, they bought it a li'l later and I watched the movie with the Prince Isobelle guys, the four of us in another theatre while the rest went to the other theatre... We watched it in the same cinema (Plaza Singapura) and at the same timing (0040hrs) but it's just that... a different theatre... I gotta tell u guys, the movie was awesome! The effects on it was amazing... It's like matrix but it's in the medieval era... it was uber cool.. I recommend u guys to watch it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movies, some of them left for home, some went jamming (more like Alfrey only), and the rest of us went to eat at carpage (is that the spelling?) Hung out at the Coffee Shop till it's like 4 plus in the morning just now.. and we walked all the way back to Plaza Singapura's McDonald's and hung out there till the first bus arrived and right now, I'm still stoned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: Not Trusting The Truth ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was in the cinema, Hallie messaged me, askin' me to call her... and so I did... And here's the thing, I told her the truth and I didn't lie or anything... and the thing is, she thought I was lying... and the "bestest" part... She thought I went to the movie with some girl... Wow! It's more like with 29 other people... She thought that I didn't want to tell her that I went to the movies.. well, she's wrong, I wanna tell her but she got to me before I did... The best part, I messaged her in the afternoon and there wasn't any replies from her at all... Messaged her when I was at home (after I woke up from my accidental sleep when I got back from the studio) and I messaged her again, telling her that I'm going off to the studio... and when I was at the studio, I called her, a few times but no answer... And that was the point of time which I wanted to tell her that I'll be going to the cinema with the bunch to watch the movie and I kept calling but still she didn't answer and I wasn't pissed or anything.. just worried... It comes to the point where I forgotten to call her to inform her.. and that was when she got me first, by askin' me to call her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She messaged me with stuff like, don't message or call her again... or stuff like not seeing her... I mean, come on.. just because I forgot to tell her that I'm going to the movies? Guys, come on, don't u guys agree with me that's a li'l irrational? Where's the trust in our relationship? I gave her my all and she's half trusting me? She's workin' in the airport, for goodness sake, the AIRPORT, where it's full of those "buayas" out there wanting to know girls and my girlfriend happens to be one of the beautiful ones around... And I trust her, I trust her with all my heart that she doesn't do anything at work like flirting and all that, cuz I know she won't and I trust her... and she can't even trust me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, I tried calling her with Bernard's phone and she doesn't pick up... maybe she's busy or maybe she did that on purpose... I borrowed Nik's phone to call, and the same thing happened.. Again, she didn't pick up my call... So I'm trying to think that she fell asleep or something... so yeah.. If possible, I wanted to borrow everyone's phone to call her just to prove that I'm really with the bunch but what's the point when she doesn't even pick up any of my calls... It saddens me when she's in this mode of hers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before, she wrote something really sweet and it touches me deep in that I felt like crying with tears of joy, it was so sweet of her and that particular message makes me smile and love her even more and suddenly today, she's all mean and mad at me... I just don't understand this point about her... I'm tryin' to mellow myself down and not be my older self where I was so aggro about li'l things and get all pissed at her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if ur reading this, I just don't understand why are u so mad at me for? Please don't be too irrational baby? I love u a lot and I will never leave u... We've been together for a long time that u have became a part of me and a day without u feels like something's missing... somehow like a note missing from a song... I grew closer to u and love u even more, every hour and every minute of each day. Our relationship became stronger everytime we argued about li'l things and I'm trying my best to understand u and not be mad at u at li'l things... Please baby, all I'm askin' from u is trust.. how can it be love when u can't even trust me when I'm speaking the truth...? Isn't love all about trust? Please baby, I'm really sorry for not letting u know... I tried hard by calling u over and over again just to inform u but I just couldn't reach u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be all mad at me if u want to... all I can do is to say sorry my love... and hope that u'll understand and forgive me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: Big End To The Second Module ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more week and it's the big exam... just one subject that is... And there goes the long holiday... WEE HOO!! Well.. that's about that... heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: End Of The Line ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well folks, if u've read this... please keep it in here and let it stay here, do not speak any of these entries to anyone for those who have read it... I hope my lovely angel will forgive me....somehow... Take care everyone and have a good day ahead... Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Time End : 8:26 am ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-5699120593973763541?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5699120593973763541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=5699120593973763541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/5699120593973763541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/5699120593973763541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2007/03/mood-tired-sleepy-confused-worried-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-8985136352300149220</id><published>2007-02-28T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T02:54:54.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The most fucked up thing just happened. The warnin' letter from ITE just came in and it's pretty fucked up... It's a warnin' letter for missin' classes.. and which is.. ESS.. Just for one fuckin' subject...thanks ah eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if ur readin' this, I'm sorry I'm tryin' to sleep but I just can't.. I had to blog in... I promise u that I'll sleep after this... It's 2:37am right now.. and it's so fucked up.. First of all, my dad came into the room and started askin' me... "Did ur teacher say anythin' about coming to school late?" And I just replied no.. I said no because I'm hoping that he would not nag about all this shit..And well I told him, it's nothing, nothing happened as to avoid nagging sessions by him... And I told him it's just a small matter cuz it's just one subject and I'm not even debarred from the exams..which is..a good thing ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came in my brother, the biggest asswipe ever..why doesn't he just fuck off from here? Go get married as soon as u can and just fuck off! Holy shit, what a big fucker he is... He came into the room and starts nagging at me..and both my dad and brother said the same shit..."Ur repeating SHATEC all over again.." In my mind, what the fuck?! SHATEC was a course that wasn't even in my interest and as for this, I love this course..the subjects are subjects that I wanna learn about..not like shatec..I came in there cuz I had no where to go.. and fuck that shit..I skipped classes because I hate the subjects...as for this ITE case..it's not even that I wanna skip it on purpose..I mean..fuckin' hell, I woke up late..and I miss class...and now they thought that I'm skipppin' class...WHAT THE FUCK?!? What's up with that shit?! Ermm.. hello? It's multi media here..Something that I love to learn about and why can't they see that? Holy shit, what do they need, a log book? My brother's an asshole, that's for sure! He was sayin' something about "How can we trust u hezwan, u told us a lie... When I asked u what time u start, u would say that today it will start late.." Well, hello, the only reason I said that was because I do not wanna hear u nag.. that's why.. cuz ur bitch ass mouth can't shut up once u start..the actual fact is that I missed class because I WOKE UP LATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For cryin' fuckin' loud! And the part where he mentioned that I'm still a kid and sayin' things like I said I'm all grown up and stuff.. well fuck that shit..I may act like a kid, I may do things that not many adults would do.. so what? I do think like one.. and that is all that matters.. Hey, I'm young at heart and I still want to have fun... unlike them who's so god damn serious about stuff... Fuck that! I'm tellin' u peeps, with god's will, I hope one day that I'll be successful in life, have a proper job and earn well and that's when I'll show them what I've been doin... Especially to my stupid brother... I wouldn't even want to look at him.. If I had to, I'll spit on him if I earn better than him... Just because he have a job with good pay and all that shit, he seems to be looking down on me... And everytime, he will always act as if he's the smart one in the family... fucker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really thankful I have my baby with me.. and of course my friends.. all in all, My beautiful baby, my Bella family and of course my crew in class... Thanks to these bunch of people, my stress level ain't that bad.. they're the ones that cool me down or keep my mind off things.. and most real, I dare to say this...My gf and my friends knows me waaaay better than my family does.. They know shit about me.. All these while, they might think that I never think about stuff... well, ur wrong! I look happy and all joy on the outside but what's on the inside, do they even fuckin' know?! My dad, his money.. my mom's sickness..my dad's condition, the fuckin' house.. my own money to spend, my savings needed for many things (recording, future purposes, marriage )... Well, it's all running in my head but it's just that I don't wanna be some party pooper and show my problems to others and make them worry about me...I don't want that..that's why I put up a mask and act all happy towards everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who knows me well would know the real me... And they can really spot if there's something wrong with me even though I hid it well under that happy mask of mine... Not sayin' that I'm like the only one with problems, I'm sure some of u out there are full of it and I might say that some are even worse than mine... I'm just sharing my side of the story..letting out my frustrations by blogging. Hopefully u guys don't mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the fuckin' phase test..and I have to be in class by 8:30am... FUCK! That's fuckin' early..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And baby, I love u so much dear, don't ever leave me.. Cuz I need u here with me... Ur so part of my life now that I would be at lost if u ever go away dear... I love u so much baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the time's like 2:52am, better get my fuckin' sleep before I miss my class again just because I couldn't wake up and get the fuckin' accusations of SKIPPING classes.. Well, for ur fuckin' info brother, I've heard from others that there are those out there who got tons and tons of warning letters but they're still not out of the school..and the best part... they somehow graduated! It's not like I don't do my fuckin' work in school.. I do miss classes but I do my work as well... So what do they have to complain about? Fuckin' hell... Fuck this shit, I'm out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-8985136352300149220?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8985136352300149220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=8985136352300149220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/8985136352300149220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/8985136352300149220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2007/02/most-fucked-up-thing-just-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-1971387499787892950</id><published>2007-02-27T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T04:29:01.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[ MooD: Stoned / Sleepy ]&lt;br /&gt;[ Time: 3:50am ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stoned &amp;amp; Alone In The Living Room&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey everyone... here I am again, blogging away... I'm at my sweetie's place, all alone in the living room, ok, maybe not alone, her brother's sleeping... Well, poor baby angel of mine, she must be tired from her work. Well, I put her to sleep and looking at her sleep makes me smile... Seeing that beautiful face, that very face that I'm looking forward to wake up to every morning in time to come... I love her very much although at times we argued and stuff but somehow, that... got our relationship to be stronger... 2 years and 2 months... it's like, wow... Without realising, time flies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, talking about time flying... when I looked back... it's been like 1 year since I've ORD from NS and it's like 11 years No Direction had been together and there are many other things to mention but I'm just too lazy to type it out. Time flies too fast when ur just about to have fun and looking at my age.. god damn, I'm 24... the big 2 and 4! I mean... oh my god, with a blink of an eye.. First I"m like 18 and now...whoa... 24! And look at me, hopeless in life for now... had always been that way ain't it? I'm 24 and I'm still living off my parents, still schooling away while many of my friends of my age had started working full time and some are schooling for Diplomas or higher diplomas and some even degrees but look at me.. just some big sized dude starting back from basics... Some of them have their own cars! Only time will tell... Once I pass through this cert, I'm going further up, in hopes that I could get a higher education level so as to support myself and if possible, to return a favour to my parents who had been taking care of me since young and also to those who had taken care of me without realising it... one of those people is my baby, who took care of me well... Well, as I said, only time will tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life Scars, Life's Lessons&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading other people's blog (since I got not much to do, so I blog hopped) and i realised that life itself is such a complicated thing. To those who followed my blog since 2003, I did write about this once... Life and Fate... It's funny in a way... and as u grow older, u tend to learn from things, mistakes that u've made or mistakes that others made... U try to understand it and fix it to be a better person... I know I'm only 24 but seeing things happened to me or some others out there... it made me realise...life itself is a living classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons learnt from bad things or some good things, knowledge earned from people u know or the media or published materials. Teachers in life had to be those mistakes that u've made... well, at least from my point of view.. and somehow, the saying..."Shit happens for a reason" can somewhat... be true.. The man above didn't dump us down here for no reason... everyone goes through obsticles and it's all a big major test. Especially love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love itself is the most painful learning experience that we all have to go through... It doesn't hurt us physically but mostly emotionally and mentally... I was once emotionally wounded by girls that I dated and it sucked, big time and there was one point where I hated girls... a lot! It was because of them that I didn't want to date anymore but after a while.. after some thoughts.. i realised that not all girls are that way, there must be others out there who are splendid, who are not the bad ones and not all girls are the same... right? After years and many dates later..I found Hallie, my sweet Hallie... She's almost perfect.. Love that baby of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, people come in many forms, shapes and sizes and we're made on earth to be in pairs, ain't it? There are the big ones (i'm one of them), the skinny ones, the weird looking ones, the beautiful ones, the handsome ones, the tall ones, the short ones and the list goes on and on and on... And well, some group wouldn't favour the big dudes or girls out there but there are still those who loves them... there are those who don't like the skinny ones but there's still people who loves them... and the crazy, insane and outgoing girls.. there are those who would go like..."Dude, I won't date that crazy chick.. she's too out going.." But I"m sure there are some dudes out there who loves to have his future girlfriend to be insaned and fun and crazy... Ok ok, u guys get my point right? So yeah... To those who might be reading this and wanna give up on the opposite sex or love... well don't, try looking it in a different angle cuz it will only then broaden ur views about life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how life is.. when good things happen, they don't seem to complain or talk about it and enjoy the moment when it lasted but when things turns sour or bad... They will start saying things like, life's unfair or why me god? or things like I wanna kill myself... Why's that so? I couldn't understand it myself either but somehow, we have our own ways to handle things... Like I always say... it's all about an individuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing, have u guys ever wonder about how Fate works? Ok, here is how it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it Guy A, is currently in this school and met all the people in his class... Hangs out with them, knowing the people better and starting to realise that they somehow connect with their other friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now u take the "What If" context... Guy A didn't go to this school at all... and didn't meet up with this group B bunch... But somehow, in life, they do see each other's face or pass by one another but yet, they never even know one another... Ok, most probably u guys are lost now...ok ok, one example from my own account...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to ITE Simei, I met this dude Shark... he's a metalhead.. he goes to gig, yada yada.. I play in a band and I'm in gigs too.. yada yada... At that point, we have not met but somehow, we're in the same gig... He doesn't know me and I don't know him..but somehow, we saw each other before... and years later.. we met again, a total stranger... Bargh! It's hard to explain guys but I hope u guys get the point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my conclusion.. life is a funny thing... full of complications which we all don't understand but yet, we somehow manage to live through it, day by day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Phase Test&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total madness! I have a phase test tomorrow and I heard it's a practical... It's MFD... well, at least it's a subject which I can somehow understand... So I hope that all goes well... for those who's taking the test with me.. all the best ah eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Heavy Eyes, Cold Floors&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like totally stoned ya'all and fuck! I've not taken out my lens yet... Better do it. Well peeps, for those of u who read my stuff, I hope u guys like it... Just some views on things... I can't take it dudes and dudettes.. gotta hit the sack..or should I say...the cold floor... aight, peace outsiding to the left of the corner sideways under!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-1971387499787892950?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1971387499787892950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=1971387499787892950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/1971387499787892950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/1971387499787892950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2007/02/mood-stoned-sleepy-time-350am-stoned.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-2810981429625477459</id><published>2007-02-21T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T09:55:08.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ MooD :-: Zombified ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Stoned Beyond Stoned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm back again and the news to the job thingy.. I've completed it at night.. It was crazy and my ears was like fuckin' strained out man.. superly strained out... After completing my work, I head out to the studio and hung out with the boys... It's been a while since I've seen Sammy and he was there yesterday.. Hung out with Sam, Zanna and B at Beer Garden... Talked about army life since he's enterin' his new unit today... Well, all the best to u dude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Right now, I'm like fuckin' stoned... superly stoned... I didn't sleep the whole night, chatted with Hallie and was doin' some 3D shit on 3Dmax... I'm in school right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Typing Without Any Structure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, seriously dudes, I'm like fuckin' stoned.. superly stoned... And I'll be meeting my baby later on.. Hallie baby, here I come... Can't wait to see my sweet angel... Love that baby.. Love u honey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay guys, seriously, I"m stoned..I might take a nap for a while..OH SHIT! I just remembered somethin'... Haven't messaged my baby yet... Aight aight, write again some day.. cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-2810981429625477459?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2810981429625477459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=2810981429625477459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/2810981429625477459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/2810981429625477459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2007/02/mood-zombified-stoned-beyond-stoned-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-4264016062970300990</id><published>2007-02-19T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T18:44:23.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hey hey hey! i'm back! Hahahaha... Insaned.. And guess what, a plan that was planned like two days ago had been altered, by who? Well, by someone who sleeps... Suppose to meet up with an old friend but somehow that someone happens to be tired and sleeps... I'm not literally pissed about that person being tired but the fact that the person beats around the bush and stallin time about not going... What was said that sleepiness kicks in and was feeling fatigue.. and time was dragged on... Well, one thing's for sure, it ain't my lost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here I am now, waitin' for that reply but I guess it won't be appearin' anytime soon cuz what I feel is that... the person is asleep right now.. so yeah... But I'm still going off to see my old friend, a camp mate of mine... A promise is a promise... So yeah.. there u go, without having the need for me to explain things.. So yeah... I'm still wondering, where the heck are my archives..  god damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, whatever it is, gotta go off soon and buy food for my mom and dad and after that I'll be off to Toa Payoh... And guess what? I've yet to do that transcribing thing... should have done it just now.. so yeah.. Going to burn the late night oil tonight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight, be back by tonight peeps... cheers for now! Take caring...       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-4264016062970300990?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4264016062970300990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=4264016062970300990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/4264016062970300990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/4264016062970300990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2007/02/hey-hey-hey-im-back-hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-7659008764282186143</id><published>2007-02-19T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T03:28:16.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Holy shit... I just realised how much shit had happened in my life.... I read back from my previous entries and my life is like...whoa! It's kinda fun to read back ol stuff..u know, realising how pathetic I was..or how "smart" I was...or how interesting I was... Lookin' back at some of the entries, some was funny, some was emo, some was touching.. and there were even Poems! wow~! i didn't know I can write stuff like that.. And that was back in 2003.. The days where BK Century was still the "hot" place to hang out at. And guess what, I take a look on my blog that my archives disappeared... and it's like...HOLY SHIT!! Wah liau! Hahaha.. anyways, be back someday to type out my life "stories"... Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-7659008764282186143?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7659008764282186143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=7659008764282186143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/7659008764282186143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/7659008764282186143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2007/02/holy-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-4852864404312143262</id><published>2007-02-19T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T02:37:31.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess what? It's RIP again... hahaha.. HELLO EVERYBODY!! I'm back online... Well, many people had asked me to come back online.. My baby, Hallie, my classmates... So i guess it's ok to write up again ey? Anyways... it's been like...(look to the left side of the window under the archive segment)... say...4 years? Wow! I mean, I started bloggin' like what? 4 years ago.. And guess what guys? I read up some of my old entries and boy, it sure does bring back the good ol memories..the funny ones, the sad ones, the ones where I felt like givin' up, the ones where I was sooo in love...the ones where I went to NS... It was total memory there... And I can't even recall some of the events... I laughed about the things that I did back then..hahaa..Well, life it self is funny, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things with me and my dearest Hallie are going along just fine if u people wanna know... She's as sweet as ever and of course the occasional arguements that we would have... But hey, I mean, in every relationship, there's bound to be arguments right, I mean.. that's normal..it will only not be normal when a relationship have no arguments at all. I mean, dude! That's like a life of a SIMS character...even SIMs character have complications in their love life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a love life without complications... Wow! I mean, that would be like the most ultimate thing everybody wants to have but reality check, that's like impossible.. So yeah, I conclude that it's normal to have arguements in relationships...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. (Looks back at what had just been typed down)... I guess I sorta drifted a li'l..bit too far... Anyways, back to me and Hallie.. We're doin' fine right now.. And it's really wonderful to have her as my one and only beautiful one in my life...She's fine.. she's close to perfect (can't say perfect cuz....No one's perfect!) And yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... job u asked? Well... the last time I wrote in was... Coffee Bean right? Well, I quitted Coffee Bean (Yes!....Again!) and currently I'm workin' part time at Screenbox Productions as a transcriber... The pay's ain't much but I guess it's ok though... So yeah.. At least I'm earnin' somethin' right? Rather than not do anything...hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 bucks per tape... THat's all I'm gettin'... but I ain't complainin'... I mean, hey, got my own office space, my own computer, my own private corner.. air conditioned place...and I got a straight bus to work..so hey.. it's ok... and the job's kinda easy too! The only thing that will make me tired... is the hearing... U really gotta listen properly to things.. that's what the job is all about.. Listenin' and typin' out whatever the actor or interviewer or whoever is talkin in there into the computer...so yeah, that's my job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my school, things are ok I guess...a lot of things happened... Yati got back with someone... for those who knows..well, yeah..she got back with someone.. and there's one or should I say two who's paired up..is now seperated and back to singular... projects..this and that..bla bla bla..seperations in groups..diversity in race..bla bla bla...but overall, I still love my crew... Shark metalemo head guy, zam wail wail or should I say weaow... Hidayah lepak, lin kecik (my favourite adorable li'l one in my crew), yati go lucky a.k.a Yatster ( my home girl ),  Nadhirah a.k.a Kennet ( The one with the looks ), Yoda ( cool wise dude), The Cabuters ( Haziq, Nazri &amp; Didi ) and Su &amp;amp; The Gang... I love u peeps! as for the rest... A.K.A... Ehem... Goalie "master", Long Haired Princess of Darkness from the depth of Hell, Mr. Darkman, K.RrrRrrRrr and Mr. Slick-With-Girls-And-Finds-Almost-All-Girls-Attractive... U guys are my side dish.. AKA... Plaster Of Boredom... (Suddenly, I feel the evil inside me..holy madness!!) Well, whatever it is, I love my "crew" very much.. The Parisians, Eunosian, Tampinesians and of course, Woodlanders.. I thank u all for letting me know u people.. If not, I would have been stuck in my Haigians tribe and not explore what's beyond the borders of Geylangotopia... ( Oh...kay...as for this part..it's gettin' a li'l bit....lame... but somehow, it sounded cool, u know..like one of those ol school era..the times of kings and knights..so...yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together, the Parisians, Eunosians, Tampinesians, Woodlanders &amp; Haigians shall meet every 5 days of the week past their borders and into Simeilenia where they shall sit in a squared room with two other tribe members from Lecturions who will teach them of knowledge beyond knowledge... And together, they shall defeat... the cruel, MAILOTROZ!!!!!! Mailotroz was the ruler of Lameositrous where he bores his people to death with his boring stories but now the time has come for it to end! ( Oh kay, seriously, this is gettin' kinda outta hand...so let us stop with this medieval shit and snap back to reality...ehem...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok, fine, I'm back aight... but guys, seriously, imagine that was a trailer of some movie to be.. Imagine how singapore can actually be turned into one of those.. U know..LOTR shit... The Hobits, The ORcs.. yada yada..bla bla..u know.... The whole shebangs! ahahah... ok..whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got this new tape that I have to do... I have to transcribe and translate this show called "Santai".. for those of u who might know this show...yeah yeah, it's the one that's like on Suria every Sunday.. so yeah.. The episode that I"m holdin' right now is supposed to be played next sunday.. so that's why they need it as soon as possible.. so yeah.. cool! I watched the episode before u people did...nyeah! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaylah, I think my blog's gettin' superly boring.. and too long now...so enough lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be meetin' my dearest later on and we'll be visitin' Jae at his mom's shop...it's been a while since I've seen Jae..madness! Aight then... Take care folks... Do pop in once in a while to check my page out..oh wait wait..by the way, I no longer have that Tagboard thingy...cuz u know what..it sucks! Hahahahah! I mean, it doesn't suck literally lah but it can cause major arguments amongst people... So yeah.. So till then...Farewell!       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-4852864404312143262?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4852864404312143262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=4852864404312143262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/4852864404312143262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/4852864404312143262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2007/02/guess-what-its-rip-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-2990851763926051500</id><published>2007-02-16T12:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T12:04:54.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>R.I.P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-2990851763926051500?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2990851763926051500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=2990851763926051500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/2990851763926051500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/2990851763926051500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2007/02/r.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-116164645372869367</id><published>2006-10-24T07:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T07:34:13.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MooD : Stoning&lt;br /&gt;Date : 16th October 2006&lt;br /&gt;Time Starts : 4:48am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:: Hello School ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap! That's what it says in the headline, "Hello School"... Yeap, looks like my one month break is finally over and how I wish...I repeat that again.. HOW... I... WISH... that the break wouldn't end. It's like, too early for it to end. Just as I was about to really enjoy the moments.. u know, somewhat like how it felt after I ORD-ed? Well...ermm..yeah, it's somethin' like that. But hey, we gotta smell it.. yeap... it's school allright tomorrow. I mean, it all seems like a dream. One month had past and trust me, one month is like a fuckin' short time guys... Trust me.. it's super short. Without realizing it, it's over..I mean.. FLASH.. that's it.. GONE... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I guess I go a li'l bit too much on that... ermm... break thingy..I mean, just look at that.. (Looks at the upper part of this blog)... yeah.. there u go.. it's like... bla bla bla.. Hahaha.. I miss the bunch in school.. I mean, the crew I hung out with... Yeap.. Syakir, Nad, Yati, Fathu, Lin, Hidayah and the rest of my class.. Darn, it's been a month and I nearly forgot my class's number.. Hmm.. what was that number again.. oh yeah.. PU...ermm..PU0604J? Yeah..I think that was it... Anyways, it'll be a cool beginning to my next module. I mean, our first subject takes place in 06-08... For those of u who's in my class or at least, in my school would know... 06-08 is a lab.. a computer lab... with INTERNET access! Yes.. INTERNET access! Meanin'.. most of us wouldn't be payin' much attention to the teacher teaching.. Hehehe...I mean, come on guys, let's get real here... Who would, in a normal state of mind, pay attention to the teacher when ur sick of that subject... I mean, ain't that right? I took notice of that... Whenever this particular classroom was used, most of my classmates wouldn't ever bother to listen to the teacher. But yeah, tomorrow's 06-08!! That's right!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, somehow, whatever that I've just wrote, is either lame, stupid or simply unlogical... Cuz u guys wanna know why? I'm in my stonin' mode... Meanin'... That I'm like half awake... I can't sleep cuz I gotta get ready for school in like...one hour's time.. So yeah, if I were to fall asleep... that's it.. I wouldn't wake up, and yeah... No School! God damn it... Litenin' to Comeback Kid right now... to the song.. Wake The Dead... Yeah!! That's song is fuckin' awesome guys, check it out if ur into fast paced hardcore music. U know, one of those, sing along type... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:: In Bella I Sleep ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tellin' u guys... Bella Luna Studio is the place... Da' Place! And seriously, somehow, I have a feeling that Bella have this some kind of a black "evil power" or somethin'.... I mean, for us regulars.. those who always head there to hang out and stay the night there or nights there... Always have problems  going home. Cuz once u sit on that couch, or worse, lie down on that sofa... It's hard for u to get up and go. The longest that I slept there for.. was three days.. three fuckin' days.. I mean.. it's like, From afternoon day one.. over night... to day two.. overnight...and then day three morning.. only then, I would lift my butt up to head home. Seriously, for those who doesn't know what Bella Luna is.. Well, Bella Luna is a studio located at Katong Mall B02-02... Katong Mall is along Upper East Coast Road... And seriously, that place is so comfy, that it's definitely a home away from home for the Bella Luna Crew and Family... Fhasha grew attached to Bella.. hehehe.. She loves that place so much that she keeps comin' back and that's a good thing isn't it? Hehehe.. Love that girl, simply adorable... BELLA LUNA!! I LOIKE!!! Hehehe.. I love bella, it's my second home... It is SO... my home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:: Goodbye F&amp;B ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Food &amp; Beverage? Yeah, some of u may ask, what's up with Food &amp;  Beverage? Well, it's definitely not my stuff.. Just not my thang ya'all.. It's a super headache to work at such places. U have to remember recipes, the procedures, the proper split and stuff... madness! So I conclude that I won't be workin' in Coffee Bean anymore... I know that in my previous entry, it said that without work I'd have no fun and stuff right? Well u know what,  I'm quittin' Coffee Bean and I'm shifting to other places... Example, Times Bookstore.. I'm gonna try to work there, that is, if they want to.. Hehehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's like major pros and cons to everything. If ur in the F&amp;B industry.. Example, Coffee Bean, there's food, always food... No cash to buy food? Never fear, if ur a barista in Coffee Bean, we'll provide u with food (More like, experimenting with ur own food) and there's food and u can always drink.. But if ur in Times, it's like.. U only have to watch over books... that's it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, u know what? Seriously I need to take a nap.. I"m like super sleepy now.. madness I tel ya... hehehe... well then.. till then.. love ya'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Time Ends : 5:56am ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-116164645372869367?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/116164645372869367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=116164645372869367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/116164645372869367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/116164645372869367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/mood-stoning-date-16th-october-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-116009292666170517</id><published>2006-10-06T08:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T10:23:16.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[ MOOD :-: Lost / Confused / Frustrated / Hungry ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[ TIME START : 6:00am ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;U&gt;.:: Sahur Has Ended ::.&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, as u can see, it's like 6 in the mornin', meanin' that sahur ended like a few minutes ago. It's been like almost a week since the fasting month had begun. Here I am, once again, typin' out my blog... Hmm, well, guess what? There's like nothin' much to write about these days.. Here I am, sittin' in this stupid room typin' out my blog. I'm so sick of my home. Many of u, I mean... those of u who knew me long... and I'm talkin' about..waaaaay back, since the time we are still lame kids in the scene and such.. hehe.. U know how my house is... it's a place where... and I repeat... where no one wanna live at... Seriously, the conditions here is waaaay worse that a war torn country... Lookin' at boxes here and there, and ridiculous items that is not needed, but still around... Somehow, I come to conclude that my mom has some kind of sickness... I think it's called..."Hoarding"... or something like that.. it's whereby, u keep things that u THINK is needed but true fact that it's not.. in fact it's uneccesary (did I spell that right? or is it spelled with a double S?) Uneccessary? Hmm, whatever it is... Yeah, I think my mom's suffering from that sickness..and it's sad...truly sad.. It's a sickness which many would think, is not really serious, but trust me, from my point of view, oh wait...from my family's point of view...hell yeah it is.. it's damn serious... *sigh* That's why I'm either at my GF's place...or at Bella Luna... most of the time... Just don't wanna be home... drivin' everyone nuts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;U&gt;.:: Poor Hallie Must Be Tired ::.&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/HaLLiEedt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="240" height="320"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to call my dearest just now, to wake her up to "sahur" but I'm guessing that she's dead tired...Had a very long day at work I guess.... Loads of passengers... and there was some Japanese passengers who can't speak any English...I mean, talkin' about miscommunication.... this is bad... It's like... a pity in one way..yet it's kind of irritating on the other... I mean, they don't understand English, that's fine but pretend to understand it.. that's bad... Hehehe.. Poor Hallie, had to put up with such stuff at work.. hehe.. Well, baby, if ur reading this... just relax ok? hehe.. Love u baby! Muacks!! Well, just to let u know, if ur reading this (hmm, how many times have I said, "If ur reading this"? Wow! TWICE!) I'm still up after sahur and it's like...bored to the max... Brother's sleepin' outside.. my mom's awake..doin' god knows what..and my dad had taken the other room (and the other room is where I sleep), so right now, I'm like... bedless... I have no where to sleep again.. so here I am, blogging away honey... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;U&gt;.:: A New Wonderful Someone ::.&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/28820741243111l.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="330" height="320"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a month ago or was it two months ago... I met this wonderful person.. She's awesome, besides my girlfriend of course.. but the thing is, she's totally awesome and I like her... LOIKE her.. hehehe... Well, if u noticed to the left, there's my tag board right? And there's this name... Fhasha... Well, that's her... She's a special girl I tell u... Why can't u guys out there see that? I mean, for those guys who have hurt her.. why can't they see that.. well I tell u guys one thing...they're stupid! For the past two months of gettin to know her.. well, I say that she's special..because.. first of all, she listens to my kind of stuff..u know, hardcore, metalcore and all that... and she do musical at the same time.. I mean, whoa! Where can u get that? A musical chic who's into that kind of heavy shit? Hehehe.. that's one of the cool thing... And she dresses casually... no trend following whatsoever.. She's being herself.. and that's the other thing, why she's cool... And her character, simply sweet and amazing.. adorably sweet that is... And her smile... oh yeah, one more thing guys... she has nice eyes! Double eyelids! It's kinda rare to see people with double eyelids... and most real, love her eyes... big and sparkly.. hehehe... u know..anime kinda eyes! Well, for u guys out there who's kind hearted, sincere and single right now.. if ur lookin' for a companion.. Fhasha would be one of ur choice... (I'm referring to those guys who's really, literally kind hearted and sincere and not to those who just wanna break girls' heart, cuz whoever hurts my Fhasha, they're dead! BUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH*COUGH*COUGH*..ehem...haha...bluergh! haha...god damn cough!) Well dear, luv ya aight? Do take care and see ya at Bella again! Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;U&gt;.:: A New Beginning ::.&lt;/U&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/BellaLunaLogo.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="240" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bella Luna... It's a name where many is beginning to know of...A studio that started about a few months back and now a home to many... Crew...Family...new members formed up alongside Bella... and it's cool to see Bella's doing a good job... And Bella Luna's name on the rise. Kudos to Yan, B and the rest of the Bella crew... Bella's expanding guys so be on the look out for this amazing and lovable studio with the lovable and insaned bunch of guys in the Bella Family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;U&gt;.:: No Direction Update ::.&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v237/blindedheart/NoDirectionedt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="240" height="320"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, let's see here... updates..updates..oh okay..yeah...The recording now is roughly at the 65% mark...I think...The drums are done...bass is done...and the guitars are almost done... I'm roughly guessing that we'll take about 3 or 4 more sessions (hopefully we can get everything done by that time, cause seriously, I'm kinda tired of going up and down KL and so are the rest of the boys, I mean, it's a fun experience going up there but somehow, the financial issue is kinda...tight for us...especially me...) What I heard that on the last session, we gonna go up to the studio with a whole bunch of us from Bella... hehe, to do the sing along vocals on one of the tracks we recorded.. hehe.. Vocal recording, will always be fun! Hehe.. can't wait for that moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, No Direction's not having any local play gigs... but we do have one overseas gig coming up in November... November 25th, we're playin' in Ipoh... We're playing alongside FC 5 (For ur info, FC 5 is a Japanese hardcore band who's under Roadrunner record and had toured with big bands before and somehow we're honoured to be able to play with them...)... And before that, FC 5's coming down to Singapore on November 18th to perform. Details will be updated as soon as I check it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, No Direction is like any other dudes, work, school and hangin' around...and such...nothing big...heheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;U&gt;.:: School Reopen ::.&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After like, weeks of holiday, we're finally comin' back to class. This October 16th is the day where we're back to the same ol' routine again... Ngastness, madness, badongness to the maximus! Hehehe... But I hope that this module would be a much more..and I'm really hoping..a much much more interesting one! Hehehe.. But anyways, that's about it, just to let u guys know, school's starting again! Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;U&gt;.:: Hello Sir! Welcome To Coffee Bean ::.&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's been like almost a month or two months since I've last started work... Oh yeah, I started workin' on my birthday, which is... August 10th... so u guys do the math. Learnt a few stuff there, and gettin' to know the routine.. and knowing what to do and such, except that sometimes, I tend to forget stuff.. And well, just learnt just now at work that I gotta go to the stupid orientation classes...I mentioned this before in my previous entry right? About Coffee Bean having classes, bla bla bla bla... u know.. well, here it is.. HELLO CLASSES! Geez, since when Coffee Bean started having these stupid classes.. oh yeah, since like a few years back... It's kinda stupid, I mean, u can learn all this stupid shit at work right? I mean, Learn-As-You-Work kinda thing..but nooooouuuhhh.. They have to send us to classes... Oh, like as if one school's not enough.. Now it's like juggling... School, The other stupid school and work... Oh yeah, right, I have all the time in the world.. oh wait, I forgot to mention.. My girlfriend, my band, the studio...and family...WOW! Yeap, that's right! ALL THE GOD DAMN TIME IN THE FRIGGIN' WORLD! hahahaha... Well, I'll try... I have to work guys... well, here's the equation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Work = No Wage&lt;br /&gt;No Wage = No Cash&lt;br /&gt;No Cash = No Fun, No Freedom, No Cigarettes, No to whatever that needs money to buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, the conclusion of this equation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Work + No Wage + No Cash = No Fun At All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there u have it folks, my lame theory on....why work is important..especially at this stage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But so far, workin' in Coffee Bean is awesome, especially meeting the different kinda people each day... The weird ones, the cool ones, the ridiculous ones, the regular ones and the friendly ones... and so on and so forth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this one dude.. a regular customer... who orders nothing else but Snapple Grapeade... Without fail, everyday... Each time we saw him walking in, we don't even need to ask him what he wants..it's simple..Snapple Grapeade.. hahah... We even give him a nickname..."The Snapple Guy"... There's also this weird accent guy who comes in, order himself a latte or sometimes an ice blended drink... and just sit down there, reading up his newspaper and book... and he can sit there from 8 plus till we close... Well, apart from these people... There also those irritating students... U know, JC, Secondary.. and what not..simply said...those in Uniforms... I feel somehow, that Coffee Bean should have this "No Students In Uniform Allowed" stated at the entrance... It's super irritating... I mean, it's not like they're a big bother.. All they do is, get a drink.. and they'll just sit there studyin' their homework and what not till the end of the day... But the most irritating thing is that, they'll leave their eraser dust everywhere... And it's irritating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the overall thing is that... Work's just fine... except one thing... The pay's kind small for a big time company... Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;U&gt;.:: End Of Entry ::.&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Like what it says there...END OF ENTRY... Hmm, till the next time I'll write in (Which is god knows when)... I hope u guys enjoyed reading this one... And one more thing to my dearest baby, Hallie... Can't wait for next year... Love u lots honey.. Love u always.. Muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it for now... Cheers to ya! Hope that u'll guys come back again to read up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[ TIME END : 7:01am ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-116009292666170517?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/116009292666170517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=116009292666170517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/116009292666170517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/116009292666170517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/mood-lost-confused-frustrated-hungry_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-115872924470243611</id><published>2006-09-20T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T13:19:45.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;[ Mood: Groggy ]&lt;br /&gt;[ Date: 20th September 2006 ]&lt;br /&gt;[ Time: 12:40pm ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:: BACK FROM THE DEAD..........AGAIN ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;t's me again! I'm back! I'm sorry about yesterday, I was tired and well, halfway there, I simply just fell asleep... without even turnin' off my laptop...insaned ain't it? Well, yesterday's work was super fucked up..I mean, it was so full of pressure. Just me and Hallie's bro and the manager..just the three of us... And it was quite busy yesterday. I was super shagged....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: A DATE TO REMEMBER ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today's a date to remember...20th... Well, it's the anniversary date with Hallie. It was the date that me and Hallie got together. Togetherness... The day that she became mine... Love u baby! It's like 1 year and 9 months together already! And we've been through a lot together.. the ups and downs... like the waves... surviving it together... I love u Hallie! Love u many many to the maximus! And she's taking her Final Theory this 3rd October, right dear? Hehehe.. Let's wish her the best of luck and may she pass this one. I'll be there with u dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: FAST MONTH IS HERE AGAIN ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's that time of the year again.  It's  Ramadhan!  The fasting month is here!  And it's coming to u! This Sunday... Yeap that's right folks, this Sunday's the day! It's the day where we have to fast... And after that...it's Raya!! YEAH!! But then, it's always a sad thing for every Raya... for those who know me long would know why... What's the purpose of having a home when people can't come and visit? It's been like 3 or 4 years since no one..and I repeat..NO ONE visits my home anymore. Not a single soul... And how sad can that be? I mean, when it's Raya, people come to visit right? But this one, not at all.. and it's kinda sad for me... I mean, I VISIT others' home but people won't visit MY HOME... most of u would know why... But anyways! It's raya right! Well, the show must still go on somehow..hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna buy "baju kurung" with Hallie... gonna pair up.. but seriously, we don't know what colour would we be wearing this year..hehe...But it sure is going to be a pair... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: JAPANESE NAME ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I went to check out this website...whereby u can convert ur name to a japanese name... I don't know if that's a direct translation or what but somehow it sounded cool... Here's my Japanese name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasegawa Naoki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the meaning is really funny... Hasegawa means Long Valley River while Naoki means...Straight Tree...If u guys wanna try this Japanese Name Generator.. it's at:- http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/969&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: "ABEDIK ABEDIK ABEDIK, THAT'S ALL FOLKS!" ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight then, this will be all for today mates... I'm outta ideas on what to talk about... That's it....for now... Cheers to all! Do come again to check for updates...hehe..aight then..cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-115872924470243611?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115872924470243611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=115872924470243611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115872924470243611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115872924470243611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/mood-groggy-date-20th-september-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-115869157762202158</id><published>2006-09-20T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T02:46:17.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[ Mood: Irritated ]&lt;br /&gt;[ Time: 2:25 am ]&lt;br /&gt;[ Date: 20th September 2006 ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:: BACK FROM THE DEAD ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;t's been a while since I've blogged, I mean, seriously, a long time..Just take a look at the time space between my entries cuz seriously, I just don't know what to type in about anymore..or maybe I'm just sleep right now... Tired from work and stuff.. Aight..that's about it for now, l am just too tired from work just now.. Maybe I'll continue updating tomorrow... Aight then, I just need my li'l winkers.. Seriously guys, I"m super sleepy, I just had a shut eye.. Aight then, till then.. cheers to all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-115869157762202158?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115869157762202158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=115869157762202158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115869157762202158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115869157762202158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/mood-irritated-time-225-am-date-20th.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-115745796430268999</id><published>2006-09-05T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T20:11:08.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[ MOOD :-:  Clueless/Tired/Lost ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;.:: CLUELESS TUESDAY ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whoa, it's been like a few days...or maybe weeks since I've last entered my blog and I checked out my tags.. I mean, whoa... somebody's doin' that useless tags again. If u guys can see to the left, there's like HTML codes in the tags, I don't know how it got there... but anyways, thanks to those people who have nothin' better to do. Anyway, life had been... Well... rockin'... LIke a boat...some days it's like smooth sailin' and some days there's like....mad days..and some days...it's a total storm! Right now, I'm just bored at home. Bella Luna now have an internet connection and they're online. Ik's on the comp and so I asked him, who's there... he was sayin' that Himself, Hidir, B, Sha and irma... And oh my god.. IRMA? The li'l one! hehehe..She's at the studio! Ain't that awesome.. and I'm here at home.. hehe...Watchin' Animal Planet right now in memory of Steve Irwin... the Croc Hunter dude... He past away today... He got stung by a stingray... of all creatures... A STINGRAY! I mean, he was bitten by other dangerous stuff like snakes, or crocs or other stuff... but he ended up being stung by a stingray... It's sad... and well, Steve Irwin was an awesome host... A superb host who is so bold to do anythin'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:: COMPLICATED STORY ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Had a super misunderstandin' the other day with Hallie....Because of what I typed in my blog... and she got a li'l offended... And she thought that I didn't type in anythin' about her in my blog... But guys, I mean, for those who had been readin' my blog, should know.. I do write about her every entry right? I guess that she just read quickly without takin' notice of what I wrote.. HALLIE IF UR READING THIS: I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean to be that way the other day, I'm really sorry dear... What u said the other day, I'll keep it in my head... always.. and it shall never happen again... Promise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallie and I had both decided to get engaged next year... and the date's set... Won't be tellin' u guys yet..hehehe.. I guess I'll keep in disclosed for now. Well, she had spoken to her parents about it but somehow, I've not... I'm a li'l afraid of what my parents might say...I know I'm 23 and I have my rights but somehow, I'm still afraid of what my parents would say...I guess I just have to build up my confidence to tell 'em... super madness! And I can't wait to be able to call her my fiance... HALLIE BABY, I LOVE U LOTS DEAR!! ALWAYS WILL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: PROJECTS, EXAMS, TESTS ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whoa, just look at the titles... Projects, exams and tests...now, these are the stuff that what most students don't wanna hear about... and some, may even fear of it. And I'm one of those.. I mean, that red number on ur exams paper...will tell u of what is to become of u in the future... either ur de-barred...or u may proceed to the next module and stuff like that... Lotsa things to do.. gotta study, gotta to projects...*sigh* madness! Hahaha.. total madness...Whatever it is, my exams are just around the corner...Cheers to ya mates...to those who's doin' exams soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: THE END, FOR NOW ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The end for now... Yeap, that's right.. the end for now.. I guess I gotta call my baby up.. chat up with her for a while before I go and drop by at the studio for a while... Aight then... take care all and please... Do tag me if u feel like taggin' me.... Cheers to all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TAG REPLIES:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HaLLiE: Hey baby! Yeah I know, my blog sucks...madness! hehehe.. Love u dear! once again, I'm' really sorry for the other day.. Love u lots and love u always baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fhasha: Hey hey hey, it's fhasha lhasha khasha shasha...hahaha.. whatever the was, hopefully u had a good date with Sadiq.. hehe.&gt; aight then, take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pLuGGy: Hey buddy! What up? Been a while ey? Anyways, do update me on ur acting aight? Cheers to ya! And from me and on behalf of the Bella Crew, take care pluggy O!! Cheers to ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-115745796430268999?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115745796430268999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=115745796430268999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115745796430268999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115745796430268999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/mood-cluelesstiredlost.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-115646706746235478</id><published>2006-08-25T08:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T08:51:07.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh kay... so I've not been updating my blog... But... HERE I AM! TaDA~~~~ I'm back...with more fats! I'm lazy to do that format thingy..u know..the mood and then the whatever..hehehe.. That's insane..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm in class, with really not much of people here.. just about a handful. Skipped my last class yesterday to get to the stupid Coffee Bean course down at Bukit Merah... And i just got news that my whole table... which is the table at my comp lab, was not here yesterday... and that's like madness... Anyways, that's besides the point.. i got to that stupid place yesterday, I mean, I was late yeah, I admit that.. the class starts at 6pm and i got there by 7pm... Hey, it's not that I purposely did that... I don't even know where the place was and I only got some info from Hallie's brother. And the place was so god damn far. Irritating trip. so there I was at the main office... No one was in there and I waited and waited..suddenly a bunch of Coffee Bean kids came out.. I mean, the new staffs... they got out so i asked the question, "Are u guys from batch 107?" And yeah, they were... and the course started long ago.. So I changed my clothes to the uniform.. and then I went up to the lecturer with the intention of reporting. She asked me which outlet I'm from and so I said, SP.. Singapore Post, and then she mention that no one from SP sent anyone to the course today.. then to my surprise.. I was not in there. My name's not registered yet. And god damn, meanin', I was there.... FOR NOTHING! fuckin' hell.. And so, I head back to Hallie's place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept the night there, and head to school from her place, which is much nearer from my place. It was awesome spendin' the night there...As usual, eat, tv, hang out, chit chatting... hehehe..Well, not much about that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is like gettin' more and more hectic.. due to exams, projects and tests... Exams are just around the corner and that's like insaned...god damn... and projects...For EES, I have to do this circuit board.. where I have to connect the resistors, capacitors, diode, LED and shits like that together so that when i join the wires together and turn on the switch the LED would lit up... Electornics, never been my favourite. And as for my IFA.. I have to come up with a site.. a site that is able for users to log in and check details on items and do a shopping cart...I mean.. SHIT! that's a li'l tough but with the textbook, I hope I can do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to think of items to sell...meanin', it's like I'm startin' my own shop and I'm sellin' products online... so that's a bit of a hassle. So there u go... do all that.. HUERGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight, that's all for today.. hehehehe.. hehe..and hehehe....to u.. haha..whatever that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then, so long..and goodnight... hahaha.. I mean..bye...Cheers...offheidesen...tata...selamat jalan...chai chian...(i think I spelled that wrongly but it sounded that way..)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-115646706746235478?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115646706746235478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=115646706746235478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115646706746235478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115646706746235478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-kay.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-115613022621478929</id><published>2006-08-21T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T11:17:06.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[ MOOD :-: Tired As Fuck ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: A WHOLE DAY OF ACTIVITY ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday must have been the most tiring Sunday ever. I never worked the mornin' shift before and yesterday was my first mornin' shift in Coffee Bean. It was fuckin' busy at Singapore Post. See lotsa people and it was super mega extremely busy to the maximus of the maximum! 8 am - 4 pm shift... It was insaned! Met new people in  the Coffee Bean crew, it was the weekend crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I don't like the manager though.. although she's passive but sometimes, she simply can't see people sittin' still, unlike the usual night shift manager, Chandra, where he would just let u rest when he sees u not doin' anythin'. Learnt to do EB yesterday... F.Y.I, EB's the hot drinks available in Coffee Bean. Learn a couple of new stuff.. Too much to contain in my brain! ARGH!! NOUH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workin' is one thing, gig is another. Remember the Gas Haus gig that No Direction suppose to play, well, it happened on the same day when I worked. After knockin' off from work, I head down straight to the gig in Gas Haus. Tired, leg shaken and shagged... I made my way to Gas Haus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Gas Haus, I took a nap and it sure did feel so long. I was nappin' like a baby... Cool air con, comfy Sofa... "SHIOK!". When i woke up, I stored a li'l energy back into myself. hehe, but it wasn't that much. hehe. So yeah, I did that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for our set to start and it did... we played like we never played before, moved like crazy... And the best part, durin' our set, the big screen was showing the soccer match. So at the beginnin' of our set, Fad jokingly said, "I want u guys to watch the match and not us..." hehe.. that was crappy.. and the best part was... when Man U scored their first goal, Bernard was distracted by it.. and he stopped playing and celebrated the goal, all this while we're still playing our song.. it was funny.. and he continued on after that short stop..hehe..it was crappy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make this blog a short one... I'm endin' it here cuz class has ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: TAG REPLIES ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PluGGy: Hey sweet baby, Fallen Neo is Fathu, remember that dude at No Direction Video Shoot? He was that dude with the torn jeans and slippers. Yeah, that's fallen neo.. Miss ya, love ya! All the best for ur actin' career! MUACKS!! oh yeah, one more thing, I owe u a meal? if ur talkin' about the video shoot, that's yan, not me.. I already belanja u makan that day eh kat Long John..my last 5 bucks tau... hmph! hehe.. One fine day dear, I'll belanja u.. hehe...When I get my pay lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fasha: hehe, thanks cutie... welcome very much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-115613022621478929?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115613022621478929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=115613022621478929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115613022621478929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115613022621478929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/mood-tired-as-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-115579664529430046</id><published>2006-08-17T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T14:37:25.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[ MOOD :-: Insane/Irritated ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: STROKE OF A GENIOUS ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, in class.... and something just happened right before I enter this class..and god damn it.. There I was, tryin' to be smart..doin' a stupid move...this simple move called.."Stretching"... and guess what? My pants fuckin' tore! From the crotch to half of my butt! Fuckin' irritating... Notes taken.. NEVER STRETCH!!! Now I have a fuckin' problem... how am I to go back..hmm..let's find out! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: BACK TO NORMAL ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is goin' back to how it was back then cuz I'll be goin' back to Haig Road again... And that is what I not want... U see, I'm really like adapting to my uncle's place in Ubi... the atmosphere, the bus numbers, the location, the comfort..now to go back to my actual home in Ubi..I DON'T WANNA! Some of u know why... The situation back home makes me feel that way. I just don't wanna... NO! Sick of that place...When will my home ever be a home again? When?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: THE GIRL NAMED HALLIE ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love of my life... we're back to normal again... I guess we just have to understand one another better..and to give in whenever we need to... U see, both of us are hard headed buggers... And we're the kind of people who...well, fight till we're satisfied kinda people... hehe.. I mean, there's no lose..hehehe.. but now we're slowly beginning to understand... I give in to her at times and she give in when she needs to...I hope it goes on this way forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: WHEN 5 GUYS HAVE A MEETING ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be headin' down to the studio later on... Got some band meeting later on... Gonna have a li'l discussion... about something.. Hmm, head back home, change my pants... head down back to the studio..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haig Road = Nearer to studio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. there u go..hjahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: GIG UPDATES ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th August @ Gas Haus...I've found out the ticket price..which is 10 bucks... plus one free drink... along with few other bands... Paris In The Making, Rika, The Wreckage, Es War Emnal and a few other bands that I forgot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might have a gig on 26th August too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: TAG REPLY ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;f43n-n30:- Hey bro, thanks man.. first of all, thanks for comin' to the shooting session.. Tanks again! We will hang out again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PluGGy:- Love u sweetie! Muacks! hehehe.. see u around pluggy-o!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fhasha:- Yeah!! Poison Puff!! The best movie ever! hehehe.. Thanks for reading..dah update dah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-115579664529430046?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115579664529430046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=115579664529430046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115579664529430046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115579664529430046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/mood-insaneirritated.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-115519010118899813</id><published>2006-08-10T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T14:08:21.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[ MOOD:- Mundane/Plain ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: WHAT IS AUGUST 10TH?? ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 10th? That's the date today and some of u people may know what that date is about...the B word...Birthday..yeap..that's right..it's my birthday allright but I still feel like it's any other day. I mean, it's a norm... Birthdays...they're nothin' much special... It's just a date to remember when u were born. Gifts? I appreciate the gifts I'm given and really love it when people do remember my birthday.. but the thing is, no need to hassle urself... The best gift I can get...is simply u... Gifts are nothin'...really..the people are something.. The best gifts, my family, my gf and my friends... that's the best gift I can ever get... But anyways, to those who have messaged, give me gifts and remembered my birthday... Thanks to u guys... Thanks again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: EMPLOYED ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the Coffee Bean job? I finally got it... And today's my first day... of all days, my birthday.. startin' my job... will be goin' through trainin' later on at 6... have to rush down after school. I'm gonna be so uncomfortable there cuz the uniform they gave me.. is so fuckin' tight.. superly tight! How am i goin' to work in a comfortable manner if I'm wearin' that super tight fittin' polo T? Whenever I think about the pay...I'm like.."fine, whatever it is...Tight or not, I still have to work..." so yeah, news update...I'm employed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: LIGHTS, CAMERA, ACTION!! ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday was one heck of an insaned fun memorable day! No Direction head down to Ngee Ann Poly to do a simple video shoot for Yan's school project... It's like a TV programme..it's called "Unsung Heroes" and it's supposedly to feature local bands and stuff like that. And the school film studio is cool.. it felt like a real film set. The lights, the cameras and everything..it's awesome... And there are even Calafe casts...taking up the the spot as crowd..just to fill up the front, cuz u see, this video is supposedly a live video where we play in a show invited by the programme..u know...ermm..somewhat like...TRL? U know Mtv's TRL?! Somethin' like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was funny and fun..After rehearsals and rehearsals again we finally took our final shot. It was awesome... Before this video shoot, we did an audio recording cuz Yan wanted to mix in the recorded songs in the video...And to take the scene..was difficult cuz we have to like mime what we played in the audio recording..and it's kinda weird, I mean, after years and years of playing live.. as in, really strumming and stuff..it's hard to "pretend" to play... Overall, it was an experience... Pluggy was there too!! And it was awesome to see her super sweet, adorable, fun, whacky, insaned, happy go lucky self again... simply awesome... PLUGGY O!!! hehehe... Love that girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: CLASS OF BOREDOM ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I'm in my EES ( Engineering Essentials S.......) class... i don't know what's the S for...hehe..and it's kinda bored..we have somethin' to do right now but somehow, no one cares..everybody's like doin' their own stuff right now... hehe..It's IFA after this...god damn...so long..boredom..hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: NO DIRECTION UPDATE ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RECORDING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently we're like 45% done with our recordin' in KL... Drums are done.. Bass left one track...for bernard's part..his halfway done..and it's left with me and vocals... KL = $$$$.... SIGH... what to do... Everytime we go up there, it's always an experience..and it's fuckin' fun! Smokin' is cheap there..hehehe.. So we exploit that opportunity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;GIGS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently we have a gig on the 20th at Gas Haus... I'm not sure about the pricing and stuff... Currently we're layin' low on gigs due to the recording...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;OVERSEAS GIG&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumours has it that we might be playin' in the Bangkok Fest somewhere in mis September... but we have yet to get news from it... So keep on the lookout peeps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Pluggy, thanks for being there the other day, ur awesome! And it was nice to be able to see u again.... haha..I know ur reading this...Take care pluggy-o!! Keep in touch aight? Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the rest, thanks for reading, I shall be back again... CHEERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-115519010118899813?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115519010118899813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=115519010118899813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115519010118899813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115519010118899813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/mood-mundaneplain.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-115491499756282542</id><published>2006-08-07T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T09:43:19.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;[&lt;/u&gt; Mood:- Ridiculous/Mild/Fat ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: BACK HOME ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After three days, I'm finally back home. Recorded the whole bass tracks already and half of B's tracks. I thought I was goin' to record for this session but I guess there wasn't enough time. The day that we left for Singapore, there was some complications. I woke up late. The bus was to leave at 7 pm and I woke up at 6:45... Fell asleep thanks to my mom. The moment before that I argued with her...and I mean, ARGUED... a big fight sorta... And I was sittin' in my room to avoid any more heated exchange of words... So I sat down... after a while everything blacked out and I fell asleep. When i woke up, I rushed like mad, took the cab... And I said to the uncle,"Uncle, Goldenmile Complex"... And so he drove.. just as the cab left off, I got a message from B sayin'..."Wan, we left without u, can't wait... Try to catch us at the Checkpoint..." So when the word checkpoint was said, the first thing that comes to mind is Woodlands checkpoint and so i said to the uncle again..."sorry uncle, change location... Woodlands checkpoint.." and so he drive the route to Woodlands.. and again, I was halfway in hougang to head down to woodlands.. and that's where I received another message from B," Wan, meet us at TUAS checkpoint..." And again I told the uncle that the location had changed..and so.. there we go, from one end to another...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached TUAS and he dropped me off near the U-turn... and the fare had cost me 30 bucks. Walked in, stopped by the Police, explained my situation and then got escorted into the customs. Was told by one of the seniors ICA that my bus had just left. The guys did try to stall the bus but the uncle was being a bitch and so they left...split seconds after I got there. How nice that was. After that I was so stressed up that I froze and don't even have a clue on what to do. Had never gotten overseas alone before. I mean....ALONE...And well, overall it was an experience going alone. Learnt how to get to KL myself (wow that's like one  big accomplishment or something)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: NEVER GET TO SAY GOODBYE ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When I called my dad to inform him that I met up with the guys at the studio already... I got news, a bad news that changed my mood during that recording. The words I heard from my dad that broke me down..."...Just to let u know, Tok Ngah had just past away this morning around 2+..." It's like, I can't believe that... Somebody went away just like that and I didn't get to say goodbye to her. Everytime my mom and dad visits her at her home in Yishun, she would always ask for me and everytime I would tag along and whenever she sees me, she would smile and give a li'l laughter despite the sickness she's having...And she's gone... She died of old age and cancer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: GOTTA GO OFF, BE BACK LATER ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta do some stupid assignment now, blog in again whenever I can, cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"In memories of my grand auntie...with love"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-115491499756282542?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115491499756282542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=115491499756282542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115491499756282542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115491499756282542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/mood-ridiculousmildfat.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-115465302940857631</id><published>2006-08-04T08:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T08:57:09.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[ MOOD:- Thoughtless/Sleepy ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: SHORT CLASS, HAVE A BLAST ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I don't know what's up with my topic title, "Short Class, Have A Blast"? What's up with that? That's like.. what the hell... Well, it's like hopeless... hehehe... Anyways, I'm wearin' my un-dried sweater cuz it's somehow washed by my mom and I wanted to wear it today since it's cold. Whatever it is, I already worn it and it's done for... It's already past 8 am and the clas is not even quarter filled... Where the heck are the rest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talkin' about the rest...here comes a bunch of 'em...Suran, Adam, Lin and Yani... Where could the "Paris" people be at? They're always late, it seems that their "flight" is always delayed. Hehe.. Just jokin'... What I heard from ma'am that we'll be shifting classes in a few minutes time and god damn, I need a fuckin' smoke right now. Hmm, wonder wear I could polute my lungs? Toilet? Hmm, risky, desperate...but I'll might go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: KL TRIP ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few hours time, I'll be goin' off to KL with my band. Our bus is at 7pm and we're meetin' up at Goldenmile Complex around 6:30. Fad's not comin' along today cuz he doesn't have much to do since we're doin' guitars for this session. Gotta record a new track... a song that we just composed like two weeks ago. Dzafir made a pack with B that if he completes our new track within 5 takes, he'll buy him a bottle of beer... Just for a beer? hah.. that's like total insanity. Anyways, hopefully we can get this thing done as soon as possible cuz somehow it's killin' us slowly with the financial thingy. Every trip we made for the past two session.. it's like using up about 150 Sing bucks per trip... Depending on the bus fare that we have to pay.... This trip, I'm usin' like $230 for the trip... 120 for recording, 60 for the to and fro bus trip and 50 for expenditure. And all of this, is not comin' out from my pocket or my savings, it's from my dad and I feel bad about it but I guess it's all gonna be worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: GOING DRY ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like it says, going dry... If I don't start the job as soon as I can, things gonna get harder for me and my dad. Everytime I want to borrow cash from him, it's a total heavy burden for me to ask cuz I just feel bad about it... like totally. My dad's no longer working and he's dependin' on his retirement pay for everything and of course,with the slight support from my bro. I need that job so badly now. Let's just hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: OVERTIME, OVERKILL ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called Hallie up yesterday when I got home from the studio after a refreshment session with B as we prepare ourselves for the recording. Hallie got to stay behind at the airport to help her friend cuz she was alone so Hallie gotta cover her up... so she did an overtime... workin' supposedly from 3pm to 11pm had now extended to 5am the next day. Poor baby of mine... She had to do that cuz a flight to Hong Kong was detoured to Singapore for a stopover cuz Hong Kong had some bad weather or somethin', so they have to wait... and the lounge she was workin' at was full of people... Haven't got a message from her, I guess that she's too tired to message... poor angel...hope she's okay later on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: MISSING OTHERS ::..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Suddenly, and I mean, suddenly.. I'm missin' the old people again... puGGy, Ina (Sensei), Irma a.k.a Li'l One, Nik, Firdaus, Fattah and the rest of the ol' skool kids. *sigh* hopefully one day I'll get to see them again... especially my high school buddy, Tunggal... Totally missed that bugger...I know that somehow sounded gay... but hey, him and me, we're like brothers man... totally brothers... Just hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, I bade u farewell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-115465302940857631?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115465302940857631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=115465302940857631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115465302940857631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115465302940857631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/mood-thoughtlesssleepy.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-115449090945578710</id><published>2006-08-02T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T11:55:11.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[ Mood:- Emotionless/Bored ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: SAME OLD SAME OLD ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, again, in the classroom, with the same people that I see everyday. In class, not paying attention to the class but instead, doin' our own li'l stuff on the net and such. The server here sucks to the core and I really mean, to the core. It's like fuckin' slow. If it was a race... the server here is like the fuckin' tortoise in "Tortoise and the Hare". My group's not here at, the Paris people, always late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: TIME IS NEAR ::..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited my grand auntie yesterday and she was really in bad shape. It sorta kills me to see her like that. I found out that she's havin' some kind of cancer or somethin' and it's eatin' her up from within. She's gettin' all skins and bones and it saddens me to see her lying on the bed being weak. She's 70+ already... Remembering back all the times when she was still active and full of energy. It touched me yesterday when she wanted to send us off when we were going back. She actually wanted to get off the hospital bed and send us off but we stopped her. Even at her condition, she still wanted to send us off. It was really sad... Everyone was there, tryin' to talk to her but she just stares blankly, lookin' through us as though we're not there, it's as if she was not there. We talked to her, but she just stares blankly again. If she have to go, I wish that she will not feel any pain and leave peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: BAD MOVE, WiSE GUY ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallie's mad at me again after I told her that it would be a hassle to buy her the food she wanted to eat after my school ends. The thing is, I got a straight bus to her place from school which is super near... and she wants the food from Haig Road, so that means, I have to go back to Haig Road, buy the food and head back to Bedok. I mean, I know I would be tired by then so I told her how I feel. And she was mad at me somehow. I hope she would feel better when i drop by later and I think I'm going to buy her that food even if I'm tired of what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: KL, HERE WE COME...AGAIN ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band's goin' up to KL again this weekend, that's including me of course. We're going to record again but this time, the guitar tracks. It's so costly to go there often. I feel bad borrowing cash from dad knowing his conditions and stuff but I just have to. If not the recording won't be done. I'll pay him back one day...I will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: Offheidesen ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, till then... I"m goin' off again... Cheers to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TAG REPLY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;puGGy:- Hey ya pluggy! Yeah yeah, I'm back in the game of blogging. Hehehe. Do keep in touch aight? And remember that on the 8th of August, we're doin' that video shoot,  Just a reminder.. Hehe.. Aight then, do take care.. Miss ya and luv ya buddy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-115449090945578710?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115449090945578710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=115449090945578710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115449090945578710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115449090945578710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/mood-emotionlessbored.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-115431640304057497</id><published>2006-07-31T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T11:26:43.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[ Mood:- Bored/Moodless ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: DATABASE, DATABASE &amp; MORE DATABASE ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a Monday and it's like a super Monday blue... As we all know it, once u go through the weekends, u don't feel like startin the week again, somehow u just wished that u could stay in the weekend... Right now, we're doin' this database stuff which we need to learn to enter data for future reference. And we're doin' this CD shop project. It's like a pretend thingy, the boss of this CD shop had asked u to create a database to keep a record of customers their details, CD details and bla bla bla... It's drivin' everyone nuts somehow... i guess we just gotta get the hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: SMOOTH SAILING AGAIN ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things with me and Hallie are movin' along just fine again... Looks like the waves had finally calmed down and we're sailin' just fine now. Maybe we just needed to loosen up on things and head back to the things they were... Hours and hours of talks, jokes, senseless laughings and things are gettin' back to normal again. We're smiling like how we were again and it's an awesome feeling. i hope this will keep up and stays the same forever. (distracted by teacher upfront).. God damn, looks like I have to continue this later...Gotta go off, class had been dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right back....later....in about...a few hours..later...Allrighty then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-115431640304057497?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115431640304057497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=115431640304057497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115431640304057497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115431640304057497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2006/07/mood-boredmoodless.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-115402360109336371</id><published>2006-07-28T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T02:06:41.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sometimes I just wished that things are back to the way&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7442/158/1600/47b5db20b3127cce9132a725872700000016108cctHLNqY.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7442/158/320/47b5db20b3127cce9132a725872700000016108cctHLNqY.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; they were... I just missed it at times... and I still don't&lt;br /&gt;know why things turned around. What went wrong? I've been tryin' to find out but it's just so hard to get it right. They say that it's hard to get it right the first time but I've been through a lot of it and I'm still havin' a hard time to get it right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my baby a lot... and I really mean a lot but she just doesn't see it. I may be a loud shouting boyfriend. I mean, honestly, I would shout out if I lost my temper but that is only when she did somethin' wrong and even so, she still doesn't realise that she's the one at fault. I just don't get it and never will I guess. Just like the song by The Ataris, "The Last Song I will Ever Write About A Girl", in the line,"Why do I never seem to learn that love is wrong and girls are fuckin' evil. I guess I'll never figure out, what womankind is all about..."&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could have a Genie lamp or something and put up a wish...and that one wish would be how things were back then. The happy us, no hassle, no arguements, no uptight conversations, no worries, no paranoia and such. It was just... free of mind. She was my comfort zone and I'm sure that I was her comfort zone too but now it's like we don't wanna turn to each other... I guess I have to buck up on myself if I wanna make things right. Tolerate.....tolerate.....tolerate.....tolerate..one day it'll pay off... Cuz I love her so much that only her who holds the key to my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish things will be okay again... I hope...as time goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-115402360109336371?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115402360109336371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=115402360109336371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115402360109336371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115402360109336371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2006/07/sometimes-i-just-wished-that-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-115398716586856905</id><published>2006-07-27T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T15:59:25.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: A CONTINUATION ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngast, it's so friggin' bored in class.. and it's like total madness! insaned.. this classes can drive me nuts..i mean, for this module that is... lookin' back at my blog, it's so fucked up..messed up and so plain... Cuz why? I've accidently deleted my codings..I mean, some of my codings.. that is.. and it's like total madness! And look at it.. everything's gone...my links my pictures...only like..half of it was saved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: BOREDOM ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what it says... BOREDOM!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored X 10,000,000!!!&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!! hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: FAREWELL...again ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, be back when I'm back..cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-115398716586856905?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115398716586856905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=115398716586856905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115398716586856905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115398716586856905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-115398109341676020</id><published>2006-07-27T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T14:18:13.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: BLACK MONITOR, WHITE SCREEN &amp; LOTSA TINY WORDS ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh.... Here I am... Again, in front of my comp...not at home..but in school. It was total boredom in class the period before cuz there was nothin' but tables, chairs and a board for the teacher to write on. I was ignored... and that..was fuckin' irritating.. somehow. Still have a few more hours to go till home time... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: DISAGREEMENTS LEADS TO ARGUEMENTS ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the studio yesterday night for a jammin' session and some video diary interview done by Ikay... it's a video Diary of the band... but that's not the point... earlier, I told her that I would be home around 10 or 11 plus..but somehow, things got delayed, so we jammed a li'l later and the interview was pushed up as well, thus, resulting in the delay of comin' home. when it was roughly 11 plus, I decided to call her to inform her that I'll be a li'l late to come home cuz of the stuff I had to do in the studio... Well, she was unhappy somehow... Whenever I mention Band, Studio or gigs, she would suddenly turn into this.... thing... and she starts to throw a hate fits on me... other than that, she's super sweet and all.. So that was fine... Hung up..and I carried on with my business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I gave her a call.. took about 4 to 5 calls just to hear her say hello... And I said hello in a nice way..but what I got was an irritated tone by her sayin,"What?"... Wow, that was weloming enough...My intentions was good but somehow, she's tryin' to find trouble with me.. So I kept my cool.. Whatever it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was talkin' about stuff.. u know..THE Future... together and stuff like that.. I was explainin' my view on it.. and stuff.. but she just doesn't understand cuz she keeps sayin' the same things over and over even after explainin' over and over again...That's kinda sad for me...and in the end she was the one who was pissed... And the weird part is, the fault would always turn back to me when initially, she started it.. i love her but if she keeps this up, I don't know if I would still be here... When she's in her nice mode... she's super sweet.. and super nice and all..but if she's in that bad wind of hers... she's like a super Hitler of somethin' and without knowin', turnin' into some kind of a War General or somethin' like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know lah... whatever it is, i love her..I love her with my heart and soul and I'll ripped my heart out just to prove my love to her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry Hallie for being a jerk that I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: UPCOMING GIG ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upcomin' gig for No Direction.... NYP, tomorrow... It's free... hehe.. do come down if u want to..(that is if there's ever anybody still reads my blog)...Well, that's all.. nothin' excited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight then, that's the end for today, shagged like mad (although i did nothin' much physical)... till then, I shall bit all of u...a very good farewell...Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-115398109341676020?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115398109341676020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=115398109341676020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115398109341676020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115398109341676020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-115379930318793659</id><published>2006-07-25T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T12:37:59.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahaha.. Total madness to the maximus of the maxim posters all over the bus-stop place with that advertisement thingy on the side behind the chair....haha..(HUH?) hahaha... i'm in class right now and it's like total madness sia.. Boredom to the max..I'm just waitin' for my favourite module. Cuz right now, the module's that's goin' on... is so dull.. and dry.. hehehe.. madness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: TOTAL BUSTEDNESS ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the job I was so overly excited about... well, no news... I had to call them up for news. Everybody's like askin' me..."So ur workin' today?" or things like.."When u start work?" And my parents are like pressurin' me with the questions... most real, I have no idea. Called them up yesterday askin' whether they have a spot for me... I was tellin' the manager, this guy by the name of Chandra, on my school timetable since I've got my timetable already. Well, the thing is, he said that he will call me up to tell me whether he can slot me in into the available slots for the job. well, the thing is, no news at all... Just have to wait and hope I guess...Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: SWEET NIGHT WITH THY LOVE ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the most wonderful night with my love yesterday... It was Uber awesome. She came over to my house after she knock off her job at the airport.. Oh yeah, for those who have been readin' my blog should know who's my special one is.. Hallie it is.. back then she used to work in Delifrance in Bugis right? Well, she got tired of workin' there and she resigned her post. She began workin' at the airport like..last week.. as a Passenger Service Agent at the Transit Lounge in the rainforest Lounge... okay..enough of that.. let's get back to yesterday.. She swing by to my place and hung out with me and my family. She stayed from 6 plus right to about 11 at night.. Total fun and madness...somehow she became my mom's best friend.. that's like..INSANED!! GIRLFRIENDS!! ARGH! NOUH!! hahahaha.. Insanity to the maximus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borrowed my dad's car (somehow, by chance and luck... I got borrow my dad's car...MADNESS!) to send her home... It was sweet, sendin' her home, she lookin' all pretty and me...lookin' like some bummer..in my school's PE shirt and shorts..hahaha.. but all was good..Sayin' sweet good byes, kissin' away.. hehe.. after seein' her off as she disappears past the lift door.. I drove off back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: BED OF "HEAVEN" CALLING ME IN ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I got home, I simply couldn't take it anymore and just wanted to call it a day and hit the sack.. Well, that's what I did exactly.. Took a drive in the neverland... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.:: ANOTHER DAY, ANOTHER BOREDOM ::.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here I am, back in school. Was a li'l late today but all was good.. Oh yeah, one more thing... After a year of not blogging.. when i got back to the blogger site..I went to edit my stuff.. and guess what? I accidently deleted my links in my coding page..and that was fuckin' irritating.. MADNESS!! Aight then, gotta go and get back to my class work.. Cheers mates!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-115379930318793659?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115379930318793659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=115379930318793659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115379930318793659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115379930318793659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2006/07/hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-115364395750770475</id><published>2006-07-23T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T16:39:19.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeyyy.....EVERYBODY!!!!!!!!!!! I'm back from the past! Hahahah.. It's been a while ey? Well, that's because I was like fuckin' lazy! Been busy with shit... lotsa shit.. Girlfriend, family, band and school... A whole lotta thinkin... And what's more, with the band doin' recordin' right now and in need of money to travel and such... It's total madness, going up to KL every fortnightly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Startin' school tomorrow... after three weeks  of holidays... and also, my new job tomorrow at Coffee Bean... Total madness... IN NEED OF CASH!!! hahahaha... Aight then, gotta go... Cheers to u! BYE BYE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-115364395750770475?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115364395750770475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=115364395750770475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115364395750770475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/115364395750770475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2006/07/heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-113104651762781047</id><published>2005-11-04T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T03:35:17.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey all! How's it been? I know that some of u might lost interest in readin' my blog.. but what the heck, I'll just update it anyways. It's like, whoa, it's been a while since I've last entered my entry.. Been busy with my NS life and stuff... Ain't got time to update my blog.. Anyways, just to let u guys know, the pictures column on the left is already messed up.. I only realise it when my friend tried to take a look at some of the albums I have and he told me that he can't access it. So yeah, my link's messed up... So no point clickin' it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to Ikay for the pics above.. The pictures above was taken when the Friends/Enemies family went on tour in Malaysia... Taken in Seremban after our first show there... It was an awesome tour, a great experience for the first night.. Those who went, should know what I mean.. Lookin' forward for more tours like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm clearin' my leave.. my ORD leave that is... ORD-ing this December and well, freedom is near but lost is what the choice of word would be after I ORD if I do not have any plans.. Mixed feelings of happy and sad.. Sad to leave the guys in camp.. the memories we had is so crazy.. Lotsa shit.. Happy cuz I'm gonna be free, no longer under the control of higher rankin' butt fuckers... Whatever it is, it was all good.. Yesterday was the first day of Raya and well.. it ain't a big hoo ha anymore. My Raya spirit is somewhat... gone.. No longer have it in me.. Just another day for me.. Cuz no one would ever come over to my place and some of u may know why.. Well, whatever it is, wanna shout out to all the Muslim readers out there.. Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My camera's still busted up, so I can't update any pics yet.. And I have a lot of catching up with what I've missed all these while... A lot of things going on at such a short time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight, gotta make this one a short one... I'll update more when I feel like it, aight? Cheers to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160821-113104651762781047?l=blindedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/113104651762781047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160821&amp;postID=113104651762781047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/113104651762781047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160821/posts/default/113104651762781047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindedheart.blogspot.com/2005/11/hey-all-hows-it-been-i-know-that-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoshizumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04212735809913379523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cEOCi9KWjL8/S3uYdM2ni0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vheagtrC-XI/S220/Photo062.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160821.post-112375351832660146</id><published>2005-08-11T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T17:45:18.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: NATION'S BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago, it was the nation's birthday.. Without realizin'.. it's her 40th birthday! Wow.. that's awesome.. 40 years of independence.. Amazin' ey? Well, the parade was as usual.. every year the same 'ol same 'ol... The planes, the choppers, the birdmen with smokes attached to their feet, their mobile column, the crowd, the redness.. the singing.. the show.. the marchin'.. all the same.. it's just a different way of workin' it.. As for the fireworks.. well.. it was awesome.. The best part of NDP.. Always had been.. The fireworks.. Loud bangs in the sky lighting up the darkness of the night... Displayin' beautiful sparkles that shapes out all kinds of shapes.. Amazin'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: ANTICIPATING PAY DAY ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span st
