<?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-3246077036043485271</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:37:57.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Way Of Putting It In Words</title><subtitle type='html'>Feel how it's like to step into my shoes for a moment, to see things from my point of view...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxenarte.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3246077036043485271/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxenarte.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maxio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06468008024252578916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SFjADfx-kCI/AAAAAAAAAAo/BVIMN40JoRU/S220/IMG_1865.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246077036043485271.post-9039385942255185186</id><published>2008-06-26T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T08:08:06.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"爱上你是我情非得已"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;That line above meant a lot to me today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;So, that special boy-girl relationship, just how special can it get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When a girl is quiet - Millions of things are running in her mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;When a girl is not arguing - She is thinking deeply. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;When a girl looks at you with her eyes full of questions - She is wondering how long you will be around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When a girl answers "I'm fine" after a few seconds - She is not fine at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When a girl stares at you - She is wondering why you are lying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When a girl lays on your chest - She is wishing that you'd be hers forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When a girl wants to see you everyday - She wants to be pampered by you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;When a girl says "I love you" - she means it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When a girl says "I miss you" - no one else in the world can miss you more than her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Life only comes around once to make sure you spend it with the right person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To the girls:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Who calls you back non-stop when you hang up on him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Who stays awake just to watch you sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Who kisses your forehead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Who holds your hands in front of his friends.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and loves you, and how lucky he is to have you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Who turns to his friends and says "that's her!!!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Above all, guy or girl, always appreciate who you have in life. Remind them of how special they are to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; A simple gesture, or a little token. Life is never the same!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt; I received this little message in an email from an old friend today. All I have to say is, stop and ponder for awhile, is it worth getting into a relationship at where you are now, and what you are? Answer yourself, hope it makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3246077036043485271-9039385942255185186?l=maxenarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxenarte.blogspot.com/feeds/9039385942255185186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3246077036043485271&amp;postID=9039385942255185186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3246077036043485271/posts/default/9039385942255185186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3246077036043485271/posts/default/9039385942255185186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxenarte.blogspot.com/2008/06/that-line-above-meant-lot-to-me-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Maxio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06468008024252578916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SFjADfx-kCI/AAAAAAAAAAo/BVIMN40JoRU/S220/IMG_1865.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246077036043485271.post-6612108750067091677</id><published>2008-06-26T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T07:47:24.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Happy 18th Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOhWlFUhpI/AAAAAAAAADs/U9BRRBYudjw/s1600-h/IMG_2587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOhWlFUhpI/AAAAAAAAADs/U9BRRBYudjw/s320/IMG_2587.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216190202708788882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;^A portrait of me, drawn by Yee Jie in his "Happy Birthday" card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOj54_D3UI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZUSKJF-Uxcc/s1600-h/IMG_2329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOj54_D3UI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZUSKJF-Uxcc/s320/IMG_2329.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216193008369917250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^That man in the picture looks disturbingly similar to that police sketch above, he must be the culprit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;After a healthy dose of holidays, a number of things hit me badly, presumably they're negative items, otherwise they'd be null.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Firstly there was my Cambridge A-Levels first semester results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;, which turned out to be far worse than what I expected.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And then there was a sudden depression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;just a few days ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Imagine what it would be like when someone says they'd give you the world, where they would lift you a million feet off the ground&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;and push your hopes all the way up to heaven, and then thereafter they drop you like a fat rock.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In a layman's words, it's called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;giving you false hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOeHHG3LdI/AAAAAAAAABU/D4Bf9clUkSE/s1600-h/IMG_2549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOeHHG3LdI/AAAAAAAAABU/D4Bf9clUkSE/s320/IMG_2549.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216186638429269458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;^That's the Strawberry Cheese Cake Shu Ling got me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;This way, I'd hang a tag on me which says &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I'm a button, depress me for life"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Nevertheless, I decided that optimism was a better choice than always dull and unhappy like that man who just got fired from his daily job.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And then I remembered something,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm finally turning 18!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I can drink legally, and do some other things legally in Malaysia!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;(Whoopee!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;First and foremost, I'd like to give a million thanks to all those who had wished me a happy eighteenth birthday (by greet or by sms or even by thought) and celebrated both with and for me as well! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOfR55AaNI/AAAAAAAAAB8/lNdvRA5sFLc/s1600-h/IMG_2559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOfR55AaNI/AAAAAAAAAB8/lNdvRA5sFLc/s320/IMG_2559.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216187923371682002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;^This is no ordinary snake and ladders game. Bet it looks super-complex to the untrained eye. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOfSHfJy2I/AAAAAAAAACE/PruEp-xAYRE/s1600-h/IMG_2561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOfSHfJy2I/AAAAAAAAACE/PruEp-xAYRE/s320/IMG_2561.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216187927021341538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;^In the game, this "Dreadnought" unit has massive firepower, sadly, in real life, it's just a piece of plastic. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;The day before, Shu Ling paced a far journey to my place, where I was greeted by her ever sweet smile and a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strawberry Cheese Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;as a birthday present.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;She also gave me a leather wallet too! Thanks Shu Ling! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Thereafter, we went out to Waffle World for a short lunch and sadly that was all the time she had to spend with me for my b'day.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;How sad...&lt;/span&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOeHRACK4I/AAAAAAAAABc/HR6FyyygOA4/s1600-h/IMG_2552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOeHRACK4I/AAAAAAAAABc/HR6FyyygOA4/s320/IMG_2552.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216186641084984194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;^This game makes Monopoly The Boardgame look childish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOeH5JejfI/AAAAAAAAABk/7VIIRK3b5gQ/s1600-h/IMG_2553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOeH5JejfI/AAAAAAAAABk/7VIIRK3b5gQ/s320/IMG_2553.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216186651862011378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;^That's how Samuel feels after playing Twilight Imperium III.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOeIDQ4mDI/AAAAAAAAABs/cnVQgWvVCic/s1600-h/IMG_2554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOeIDQ4mDI/AAAAAAAAABs/cnVQgWvVCic/s320/IMG_2554.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216186654577432626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;^Alvin planning his master strategy to conquer the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;And the evening after, Alvin and Samuel decided to crash at my place for a round of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twilight Imperium III (T.I.3)&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(some "Real Time Strategy" board game, but it's actually turn based, think StarCraft the board game)&lt;/span&gt; and spend the night at my place.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Usually, girls are the ones having these "sleepovers", but us three did it as well, and it was fun to try finishing a 4-hour long round of T.I.3, and have McDonalds as supper too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;:s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I grew fatter thanks to that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOeIZUtrYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/JZeDGTVSxCQ/s1600-h/IMG_2557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOeIZUtrYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/JZeDGTVSxCQ/s320/IMG_2557.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216186660499074434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;^I decided to give up and simply make stupid moves in the game after a few hours, but I managed to win somehow. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOfTQyUkWI/AAAAAAAAACM/HUbwqH8B80A/s1600-h/IMG_2562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOfTQyUkWI/AAAAAAAAACM/HUbwqH8B80A/s320/IMG_2562.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216187946697527650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;^That's Carl's Jr's branch in One Utama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;The next morning had us three wake up around half-past eleven,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; where we washed up and had Samuel drive us to One Utama to meet up with Guan Huan, Yee Jie and Chun Shiun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; There, we had lunch at Carl's Jr. What I couldn't stand was the over-priced AND over-sized burgers there.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Imagine RM20 for a proper set lunch, and a burger as large as your granny's sagging bun (singular as "buns" means both sides of the rear, XD).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOfTkxFTqI/AAAAAAAAACU/2LmU0-V5Tgw/s1600-h/IMG_2563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOfTkxFTqI/AAAAAAAAACU/2LmU0-V5Tgw/s320/IMG_2563.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216187952061042338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;^Samuel, Guan Huan and Chun Shiun enjoying burgers with 6-inches in diameter, and 4-inches in height.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOfT8RJmyI/AAAAAAAAACc/Mv5OiNqarcw/s1600-h/IMG_2565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOfT8RJmyI/AAAAAAAAACc/Mv5OiNqarcw/s320/IMG_2565.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216187958369557282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;^The "coolest" gang from PE1 in Taylors? Definitely. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Movie time came shortly afterwards, where we watched Wanted, and my gawd, does the movie rock big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; It's rather unrealistic, especially if you're a physics concious person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Imagine shooting bullets than can curve so that they'd hit unsighted targets, and even shooting a fly's wings off with a 9mm gun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Impossible? I've got absolutely no idea...&lt;/span&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://www.slashfilm.com/wp/wp-content/images/wantednyccposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.slashfilm.com/wp/wp-content/images/wantednyccposter.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;^Wanted, The Movie. This is one movie not to be missed if you're a fan of assassins! Hitman, The Movie too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOgb0H5OxI/AAAAAAAAACs/Bt3sMkd5qXU/s1600-h/IMG_2570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOgb0H5OxI/AAAAAAAAACs/Bt3sMkd5qXU/s320/IMG_2570.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216189193133832978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;^Chun Shiun was begging us for some change to ride that kiddy hot-rod. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;And then we had another three hours left to burn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Chun Shiun decided to take us to Neway for Karaoke singing (I know it's not right, and I can't sing, but what else can we do?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; For some insane reason, the whole three hours had us singing emotional songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; (yes, songs like Hero by Enrique Iglesias and LOADS of other lonely mandarin songs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;which made us the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; "Los Lonely Boyz"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; there that time.&lt;/span&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/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOhVZpJMNI/AAAAAAAAADM/x2z87ArS7nY/s1600-h/IMG_2573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOhVZpJMNI/AAAAAAAAADM/x2z87ArS7nY/s320/IMG_2573.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216190182457946322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;^Alvin was searching for the MOST EMOTIONAL songs he can find in the Karaoke's list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOhVjNRmDI/AAAAAAAAADU/vx2pbeiSYzo/s1600-h/IMG_2575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOhVjNRmDI/AAAAAAAAADU/vx2pbeiSYzo/s320/IMG_2575.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216190185025411122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;^"Los Lonely Boyz" from PE1, hanging in a local Karaoke box trying to cheer each other up of our loneliness. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;What was out of place after today's outing you ask? Well, mainly the one thing at Carl's Jr. where they had this slogan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"She'll tell you size doesn't matter. She's lying."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;We all know what this means, don't we boys? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(I didn't really understand until Guan Huan explained it to me with raised eyebrows, XD)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;What's worse, you'll see another slogan shortly afterwards,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"It's gonna get messy".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Heck yeah it is, that's when the thing's like 12-inches big or so, and after the climax of the "fun", it's getting really messy alright.&lt;/span&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/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOgcvmwlqI/AAAAAAAAADE/mJwS_7T4a5w/s1600-h/IMG_2568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOgcvmwlqI/AAAAAAAAADE/mJwS_7T4a5w/s320/IMG_2568.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216189209100981922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^Samuel was staring at Alvin as he was getting high on a cup of Sprite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOgcd6SUvI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Jz4cOvMk3nw/s1600-h/IMG_2567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOgcd6SUvI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Jz4cOvMk3nw/s320/IMG_2567.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216189204351046386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^Guan Huan showing off some pictures or messages to Chun Shiun? Careful! Samuel's peeking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;If you want to continue thinking "out-of-the-box" with Carl's Jr. slogans, there's more.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Slogans like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Don't wear white."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; (especially if it's her first time, XD),&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Please don't lick this poster."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Screw the diet."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;are there for laughs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And then Alvin thought of something - if Carl's Jr. has their burgers at that price and size, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;what would happen if a franchise of Carl's Sr. (Senior) were to be opened? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOhWBAWmoI/AAAAAAAAADk/bt2HXpxR2Vg/s1600-h/IMG_2586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOhWBAWmoI/AAAAAAAAADk/bt2HXpxR2Vg/s320/IMG_2586.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216190193024277122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;^I've got nothing to say except think "out-of-the-box" and snigger all the way home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOgcIQk_mI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BKf_jqOHVjY/s1600-h/IMG_2572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOgcIQk_mI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BKf_jqOHVjY/s320/IMG_2572.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216189198538964578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;^Yee Jie's made a comeback after leaving us Taylorians for INTI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOgbjzqe_I/AAAAAAAAACk/waSQ_CUE3J0/s1600-h/IMG_2569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOgbjzqe_I/AAAAAAAAACk/waSQ_CUE3J0/s320/IMG_2569.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216189188754013170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;^They're all on a hunt for pretty girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Come to think of it, having such wonderful friends around to celebrate this "18th anniversary" is already good enough,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;but more fun was added to this "anniversary" of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I received some "super-cool" bag with carbon-fibre design from my parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;, and then I bought myself two shiny silk ties (which I desperately wanted ever since last year).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Fun fun fun, eh?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheers~!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOhV5NNzZI/AAAAAAAAADc/H0DiFvc7rZs/s1600-h/IMG_2582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOhV5NNzZI/AAAAAAAAADc/H0DiFvc7rZs/s320/IMG_2582.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216190190930742674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;^That picture came from Yee Jie's "Happy B'day" card for me. Fun mockery of me being a Polar Bear in class I guess. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3246077036043485271-6612108750067091677?l=maxenarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxenarte.blogspot.com/feeds/6612108750067091677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3246077036043485271&amp;postID=6612108750067091677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3246077036043485271/posts/default/6612108750067091677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3246077036043485271/posts/default/6612108750067091677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxenarte.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-18th-anniversary.html' title='A Happy 18th Anniversary'/><author><name>Maxio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06468008024252578916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SFjADfx-kCI/AAAAAAAAAAo/BVIMN40JoRU/S220/IMG_1865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SGOhWlFUhpI/AAAAAAAAADs/U9BRRBYudjw/s72-c/IMG_2587.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246077036043485271.post-5025877755725925542</id><published>2008-06-18T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T00:03:22.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fond Memories Of Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;My face was covered in the mud of disgrace, and my limbs were aching from the fall on the hard ground.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;With no confidence to continue whatsoever, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I looked upwards, I could see him smiling at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; He reached out his hand, and pulled me back to the ground. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;He gave me a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;handkerchief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; to wipe my face clean, and patted me on the shoulder with a word of advice, to build my confidence back up to that level I was at.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Now, I realized the importance of friends, where if they weren't there, I would've planted my face in that mudpie and suffocated myself to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"What are friends for eh?" he said, as he led me to start running on the Road of Life again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; It's simply astonishing, how friendship works.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Like how a see-saw works, if your side is low where you're down on Life, your partner will add downward pull to lift you up to the level of equilibrium again and vice versa. &lt;/span&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://www.joe-ks.com/archives_dec2006/RedneckSeeSaw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 406px; height: 256px;" src="http://www.joe-ks.com/archives_dec2006/RedneckSeeSaw.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Now, as I continue running down the Road of Life, I constantly see other friends in need of help, where I notice one special person with his face planted in the mud, and an empty strip of 24-Panadols in his hands (presumably, he consumed them).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;XD It wasn't just me who ran towards his aid, but others as well, where together, we held him back up and got his heart pumping and started him running again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Which reminds me of the old days running with old comrades, its saddening that we've now left each other, separated by distant roads, just like that stupid poem named "The Road Not Taken" faced by each and one of us.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;As I looked back with distant sight, I see the old footprints still left there in the tracks, like unforgettable memories imprinted within our heads.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When you look back at your tracks, do you see the same? I hope you do. Cheers!&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/3246077036043485271-5025877755725925542?l=maxenarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxenarte.blogspot.com/feeds/5025877755725925542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3246077036043485271&amp;postID=5025877755725925542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3246077036043485271/posts/default/5025877755725925542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3246077036043485271/posts/default/5025877755725925542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxenarte.blogspot.com/2008/06/fond-memories-of-friendship.html' title='Fond Memories Of Friendship'/><author><name>Maxio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06468008024252578916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SFjADfx-kCI/AAAAAAAAAAo/BVIMN40JoRU/S220/IMG_1865.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246077036043485271.post-5800834679667718500</id><published>2008-06-18T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T02:11:58.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Is Life, Life Is Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Think of both you and that person you wish to get in a relationship with as two countries, with no political ties whatsoever.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Being in a relationship is exactly like building a bridge;that special connection between you and your loved one.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The two of you, like the two countries, will start off with political ties, where you'll build such bridges to close the indifference gap between you two. &lt;/span&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SFjPrPx-kDI/AAAAAAAAAA0/xVm62zD4t18/s1600-h/Pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SFjPrPx-kDI/AAAAAAAAAA0/xVm62zD4t18/s320/Pic1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213144910558826546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;After building this bridge, you're both together, and usually the connection would be strong enough to keep you two together, such that being apart for even a few minutes can be heart-aching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;But it doesn't end there once a bridge is built, because there's maintenance of the bridge itself to be taken care of, because you know that the bridge's condition is going to deteriorate every single second time ticks by.&lt;/span&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SFjPrfx-kEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tJAQOQ2teXA/s1600-h/IMG_2467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SFjPrfx-kEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tJAQOQ2teXA/s320/IMG_2467.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213144914853793858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;You see, like a friend once told me, a relationship is like a two-way street. In the process of maintaining the connected bridge, the two of you will have to be interacting with each other;constantly "giving and taking" love or whatever closes the gap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;If you do find yourself constantly tripping/falling for that someone, in such a way that things turn out to be a one way street, it's definitely a no-go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SFjPsPx-kFI/AAAAAAAAABE/PwaE773-VLU/s1600-h/IMG_2274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SFjPsPx-kFI/AAAAAAAAABE/PwaE773-VLU/s320/IMG_2274.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213144927738695762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's always the question of loyalty and faithfulness. While in a relationship, never, ever take him/her for granted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Because you'd have to embrace him/her and be thankful that you have him/her. If you're already in a relationship, don't ever split your attention to other guys/girls, unless you're not serious and plan to be a person who plays a fool in a relationship.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Naughty naughty! XD&lt;/span&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SFjQwPx-kGI/AAAAAAAAABM/18O00vPg_q8/s1600-h/IMG_2476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SFjQwPx-kGI/AAAAAAAAABM/18O00vPg_q8/s320/IMG_2476.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213146095969800290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Ultimately, going for a relationship is all about keeping the connection there as long as possible, where no disconnections (like some lousy internet service providers, ISPs *ahem) happen at all.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;If possible, keep the relationship there forever in such that the love grows into something else better! Cheers!&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/3246077036043485271-5800834679667718500?l=maxenarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxenarte.blogspot.com/feeds/5800834679667718500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3246077036043485271&amp;postID=5800834679667718500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3246077036043485271/posts/default/5800834679667718500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3246077036043485271/posts/default/5800834679667718500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxenarte.blogspot.com/2008/06/love-is-life-life-is-love.html' title='Love Is Life, Life Is Love'/><author><name>Maxio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06468008024252578916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SFjADfx-kCI/AAAAAAAAAAo/BVIMN40JoRU/S220/IMG_1865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zWlwLnqZ0d8/SFjPrPx-kDI/AAAAAAAAAA0/xVm62zD4t18/s72-c/Pic1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
