tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55669691701211141322024-03-14T22:16:37.799+08:00Simple & CleanIt's about what you think, believe and hold on to that matters.. It's about faith..KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-42650114582288690902011-03-15T17:51:00.001+08:002011-03-15T17:52:14.004+08:00Radiation?<div style="text-align: justify;">Read so much about the hype caused when another one of Japan's nuclear reactor blew up, causing fear of radiation leakage to spread all the way here in Malaysia. Even dad texted me the same thing i read in most facebook statuses. But of course as a student of the sciences, one would point out how acid rains are formed. It's funny how learned people would go warn others of the impending cancer causing, radiation filled, burning acid rain would pour over the hapless citizens of the nearby countries around Japan. To make things simple, i'm going to borrow an excerpt from the so useful Wikipedia....</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>"The principal cause of acid rain is sulfur and nitrogen compounds from human sources, such as <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Electricity_generation">electricity generation</a>, factories, and <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Motor_vehicle" title="Motor vehicle">motor vehicles</a>. Coal power plants are one of the most polluting. The gases can be carried hundreds of kilometers in the atmosphere before they are converted to acids and deposited. In the past, factories had short funnels to let out smoke but this caused many problems locally; thus, factories now have taller smoke funnels. However, dispersal from these taller stacks causes pollutants to be carried farther, causing widespread ecological damage. Also, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Agriculture#Livestock_production_systems" title="Agriculture">livestock production</a> plays a major role. It is responsible for almost two-thirds of all <a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anthropogenic" title="Anthropogenic">anthropogenic</a> sources of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ammonia">ammonia</a> produced through human activities, which contributes significantly to acid rain."</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">In short, it is a clear NO that the radiation caused by the exposure of the fuel rods at the Japanese nuclear reactor which blew up will NOT cause acid rain which will make your life miserable. So rejoice and pray instead to the Japanese citizens who are the ones suffering the real, direct radiation.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>"Acid rain does not directly affect human health. The acid in the rainwater is too dilute to have direct adverse effects. However, the particulates responsible for acid rain (sulfur dioxide and nitrogen oxides) do have an adverse effect. Increased amounts of fine particulate matter in the air do contribute to heart and lung problems including asthma and bronchitis."</i> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.myspacegeek.net/graphics/backgrounds/2/PRAY.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://www.myspacegeek.net/graphics/backgrounds/2/PRAY.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Dear God, heal us all in mind, body and soul...</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">On a side note, i haven't been feeling too well since yesterday. Stomach was upset till today, had abdominal pains, constantly tired and sore arms. Seriously have no idea what's wrong since i'm taking so much naps to feel better but alas, to no avail. Sigh, hope things will get better soon. Signing off for now. </div>KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-77457068717494872112011-03-14T01:35:00.003+08:002011-03-14T01:56:01.464+08:00Death by Hiatus<div style="text-align: justify;">Spelling out what happened to this little space of mine in the vast net above, i'm compelled to write once more as life can really fill u to the brim especially with all sorts of nastiness. And though whatever i suffer from as a young adult cannot be compared to what the Japanese are facing right now due to the recent 8.9 quake, life isn't about who has the biggest problem but more about how the individuals' life goes on with it... no?<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.digitaltrends.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/japan-tsunami.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="225" src="http://www.digitaltrends.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/japan-tsunami.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <i>Life is full of 'tsunamis', it just doesn't destroy houses, cars and properties. It just ruins lives one way or another in different 'magnitudes'.</i></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Right, so i'm graduating in about 3 weeks but there is much to bear from the final of final exam papers to the elusive final year project thesis. A grand 3 course, eat-in only graduation meal to satisfy nothing else but the corporate world. Why are people working so hard for? One character says it all, $. Whoever who thinks money can't buy happiness probably has too much money to spend, or they live in a place where things are dirt cheap.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://goodbadandugly2.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/money_tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://goodbadandugly2.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/money_tree.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <i>Money not making u happy? U probably have too many of these that u don't notice...</i></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">One of the worst mistake a person can do in his/her life is to choose the wrong course to pursue for tertiary studies. Not only do u end up working on some of the things u'd hate, u get friends who couldn't ring with the same frequency as u do for your college life (which is supposed to be the best period of our lives?). Bummer much... And from all that downward spiral, hopefully there's still hope for the dreams and interests i had which didn't stand a chance due to FINANCIAL roadblocks. Capitalized as it carries so much meaning and dimmed so many possible futures. Reminds me of a lady who cried, pleaded and accused when the crew and Fly FM couldn't give her the chance to win a bundle of cash as she failed to do something. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Working would be certainly interesting for me at the very least considering how i don't have to go sit through classes in which everything seems like rocket science. It doesn't help having a dear professor who couldn't speak loud enough, or a lecturer holding a doctorate who is too ignorant to make sure the class doesn't start and end with him/her reading lecture slides only.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.nineorchards.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/screenshot.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.nineorchards.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/screenshot.png" width="222" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <i>Upcoming iPhone app. Check it out in your app store soon.</i></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Relationships are such complicated issues, even when u scale it all down to just friends. U try to be the best there is and they can't be the same, or they think u're trying to buy their hearts over something. Or they prefer being all buddy buddy with their ol' housemates and shut the entire world from themselves. The worst would probably be those that come to u like a friendly dog wagging its tail and running with u wherever u go, and when things are so great, u share your heart's burden, it runs away. When politely u approach it again, it treats u like a stranger. Man, even animals aren't THAT heartless. Am so going get a dog who deserves such attention. Maybe some hamsters, fishes and plants too.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.coolfunnycomments.com/img/hi_hello/018.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://www.coolfunnycomments.com/img/hi_hello/018.gif" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Beagles are awesome, period.</i></div><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I'm contemplating whether to get people to read this blog of mine. So that i can get feedback, and perhaps share some views with the many intellectuals out there. But the lack of attractive graphic content and happy words might seem to be deterrent. Perhaps when i really have readers do i start with the garnishing of the 'dish'? I hope the makeover for the layout of the blog is good enough to start things off...</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">That's about it for the first post in almost 2 years, do spam me with those comments itching to fill this space ya. Signing off~</div>KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-70322203080408467082009-03-22T14:49:00.004+08:002009-03-22T14:59:01.834+08:00Hope & Perseverence<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6DpeWrbjPfPo5-m0ZOPXQS4mlmWGipfo3RzGR4AK8wZZE-zdRSlPlOdo5NYMt8juBGV2w8ttuuR7fpwQ5o58bHxceHogopWhwY4ZVq52yN-Li7EHVo7_W42XWwJQZvMhfAH-lwCww3nW1/s1600-h/Perseverance___Motivation_by_LeslitGS.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6DpeWrbjPfPo5-m0ZOPXQS4mlmWGipfo3RzGR4AK8wZZE-zdRSlPlOdo5NYMt8juBGV2w8ttuuR7fpwQ5o58bHxceHogopWhwY4ZVq52yN-Li7EHVo7_W42XWwJQZvMhfAH-lwCww3nW1/s320/Perseverance___Motivation_by_LeslitGS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315901086166999298" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtUfayQL6B263ezs4T8bSw4HzcE9oSssBpIqhXTUxpxthjMNzxc-ATB4bL6o9E4IB7w8peFTu3beD8E0U_ahoSW1RePycmfLsTVGQVHHNm2-JhBcVWi8nk8uaGhBDFG7qOsruukSl9tVug/s1600-h/Hope___.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 328px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtUfayQL6B263ezs4T8bSw4HzcE9oSssBpIqhXTUxpxthjMNzxc-ATB4bL6o9E4IB7w8peFTu3beD8E0U_ahoSW1RePycmfLsTVGQVHHNm2-JhBcVWi8nk8uaGhBDFG7qOsruukSl9tVug/s320/Hope___.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315901083844817602" border="0" /></a><b style="font-style: italic;">Hope...</b><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Deep under heaven,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> where no sun may shine,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> a light has brightnened the dark..</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Believe it..</span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggth2l9AkxLIEOstEV9T3BUidP7iHx8jVRuZLVsOZ09VduuTewJNVbVwtSI4EqIVyiiXbJD32RGquoE981l0jdUZGzxQdgppSK2Gh4efCEZJ607yhVCiCLScZ-qZ7i7QEvgssFvaMhoinG/s1600-h/Persevere_by_Ankhalianet.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 458px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggth2l9AkxLIEOstEV9T3BUidP7iHx8jVRuZLVsOZ09VduuTewJNVbVwtSI4EqIVyiiXbJD32RGquoE981l0jdUZGzxQdgppSK2Gh4efCEZJ607yhVCiCLScZ-qZ7i7QEvgssFvaMhoinG/s320/Persevere_by_Ankhalianet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315901082760603890" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">"My mind tells me to give up, but my heart won't let me."</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(Source: DeviantArt</span>)<br /><br /></div></div>KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-52506954768766782602009-03-19T12:35:00.008+08:002009-03-19T12:56:02.809+08:00Thanx for the Visits!<div style="text-align: justify;">While idling around my blog, I noticed my ClustrMaps getting more and more red spots so decided to check it out... and to my surprise the number of visitors are amazing =D<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>Current Country Totals</strong><br /><strong>From 23 Aug 2008 to 6 Mar 2009</strong><br /></div><br /><table style="width: 427px; height: 456px;"><tbody><tr><td align="left">Malaysia (MY)<br /></td><td align="right">955 <-------- Terima kasih! </td><td style="vertical-align: top;"><br /></td></tr> <tr><td align="left">United States (US)</td><td align="right">53 <----------- Thank you! </td><td style="vertical-align: top;"><br /></td></tr> <tr><td align="left">Singapore (SG)</td><td align="right">29 <------------------------ " </td><td style="vertical-align: top;"><br /></td></tr> <tr><td align="left">Australia (AU)</td><td align="right">19 <------------------------ " </td><td style="vertical-align: top;"><br /></td></tr> <tr><td align="left">United Kingdom (GB)</td><td align="right">14 <------------------------ " </td><td style="vertical-align: top;"><br /></td></tr> <tr><td align="left">New Zealand (NZ)</td><td align="right">12 <------------------------ " </td><td style="vertical-align: top;"><br /></td></tr> <tr><td align="left">Indonesia (ID)</td><td align="right">6 <------- Terima Kaseh! </td><td style="vertical-align: top;"><br /></td></tr> <tr><td align="left">Brazil (BR)</td><td align="right">4---------------------------- </td><td style="vertical-align: top;"><br /></td></tr> <tr><td align="left">China (CN)</td><td align="right">4 <--------------- Xie Xie! </td><td style="vertical-align: top;"><br /></td></tr> <tr><td align="left">India (IN)</td><td align="right">2---------------------------- </td><td style="vertical-align: top;"><br /></td></tr> <tr><td align="left">Russian Federation (RU)</td><td align="right">2 <--- <strong>благодарность!</strong></td><td style="vertical-align: top;"><br /></td></tr> <tr><td align="left">Japan (JP)</td><td align="right">2 <-- Arigato Gozaimasu! </td><td style="vertical-align: top;"><br /></td></tr> <tr><td align="left">Italy (IT)</td><td align="right">2 <---------------- <strong></strong> Grazie!</td><td style="vertical-align: top;"><br /></td></tr> <tr><td align="left">Puerto Rico (PR)</td><td align="right">1--------------------------- </td><td style="vertical-align: top;"><br /></td></tr> <tr><td align="left">Mexico (MX)</td><td align="right">1--------------------------- </td><td style="vertical-align: top;"><br /></td></tr> <tr><td align="left">France (FR)</td><td align="right">1 <--------------- <strong></strong>Merci!</td><td style="vertical-align: top;"><br /></td></tr> <tr><td align="left">Germany (DE)</td><td align="right">1--------------------------- </td><td style="vertical-align: top;"><br /></td></tr> <tr><td align="left">Pakistan (PK)</td><td align="right">1--------------------------- </td><td style="vertical-align: top;"><br /></td></tr> <tr><td align="left">Slovenia (SI)</td><td align="right">1--------------------------- </td><td style="vertical-align: top;"><br /></td></tr> <tr><td align="left">Asia/Pacific Region (AP)</td><td align="right">1---------------------------</td><td style="vertical-align: top;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Nice.. Very nice! (self motivation, lolz) I wonder who are the few minors like japanese and italians who visited, hm... Either way, another big thanks to all the visitors or readers! :)<br /><br /></div>KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-69766831434877776022009-03-18T02:59:00.008+08:002009-03-19T10:10:23.986+08:00Myu-jikaru Kokugen<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGzIOUz60fFGGAOJox9JkCPR004fjJhFRY7ojV2LWqc53V-v0Xcw0FwcXCLfOa_qrPVBrOZOmzVlyZOr8dv3jUbjiv2zs6Pmdr9-KGFXNlUkJcsUPZUP3P2EVvyaOLJQkT3Gu4IgAfLmTD/s1600-h/_Music_Box_.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGzIOUz60fFGGAOJox9JkCPR004fjJhFRY7ojV2LWqc53V-v0Xcw0FwcXCLfOa_qrPVBrOZOmzVlyZOr8dv3jUbjiv2zs6Pmdr9-KGFXNlUkJcsUPZUP3P2EVvyaOLJQkT3Gu4IgAfLmTD/s320/_Music_Box_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314235775668450546" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Mamosuke and Hisano were a loving couple who have been together for a very long time. However their love was put to the test when Mamosuke and his family were pursued by loan sharks due to his father’s overdue debts. To protect Hisano and their love, Mamosuke told her that they both needed some time apart to think about their future. As he left her without any further explanation of his sudden decision, she had an emotional breakdown. Hisano’s love for him was so deep that her life almost depended on it.<br /><br />Since his absence, her only consolation was the music box that Mamosuke gave her during their 8th anniversary as a couple, which played a tune soothing enough to help her go through life without him. Tragedy befell when Hisano got into an accident as a car ran into her one day when she was traveling back from class. In her critical condition, she requested her parents to automatically play the music box in her ward as she was too frail to move.<br /><br />According to the doctor, Hisano couldn’t survive physically but was kept alive due to her will to live. As she rested almost motionless everyday on the hospital bed, the music box played everyday at two in the afternoon and consecutively every four hours. She wanted the timing to be so as Mamosuke used to call her during those times when they were still seeing each other.<br /><br />Weeks and months passed, Hisano waited patiently but he never returned. Unfortunately, ‘Death’ took her away not long after that as her body failed to keep up with her determined soul. Mamosuke returned to an empty hospital bed in Hisano’s ward, a day after she passed away. His heart was shattered, as the love he tried to protect was taken away by fate. As he left the room, a familiar tune struck him. He checked the ceiling clock and it was 2 p.m. Then at the corner of the room, he found the remnant of their love which is not meant to be. It was his music box to her playing its last requiem.<br /><br />Mamosuke found out from her parents about how Hisano waited for him everyday on her death bed while listening to the timed music box. Emotions hit him like a wave but he was too late. During her funeral, he left the cherished music box on her grave but never forgetting the sweet memories they shared.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw5yVvVLVZAbO7CTathevQpQ2r5tph1vLSszQZNn-3BBcBxEotpz34FrBAdn9XJiafsEt6wgdqC-fcYk0e3RIeQVdwi_0jzIy-TeFWk_Aeuqd7m5u8Mzq1hySaUTj6w4wf3pv6LJge8Abw/s1600-h/musica.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw5yVvVLVZAbO7CTathevQpQ2r5tph1vLSszQZNn-3BBcBxEotpz34FrBAdn9XJiafsEt6wgdqC-fcYk0e3RIeQVdwi_0jzIy-TeFWk_Aeuqd7m5u8Mzq1hySaUTj6w4wf3pv6LJge8Abw/s320/musica.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314235776551411138" border="0" /></a><br />(And the perfect tune for the musical box shall be...)<br /><br /><object height="265" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nSkGg-Ly8xI&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></object><div style="text-align: center;"><object height="265" width="320"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nSkGg-Ly8xI&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"></embed></object><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">To Zanarkand... Enjoy~</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic;">...Special credit goes to Loreki for the draft storyline...</span><br /></div><br /></div></div></div>KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-47118639376654443912009-03-17T18:21:00.007+08:002009-03-17T19:08:54.611+08:00New Stuff<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh3KfPbdwjUhwxzOjl8r6uIUwX7f2obvYNaPax7lNA5tcqLSlLJzqq8Ks00TnjdB7Kip4g9A7q0NI8MMC23qvhfcl0qdR4f0JJivxy9QzIzTt4YYgoI_LU4ahC2eFJpMq7U9dUdLL_5vuT/s1600-h/img139_0038.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh3KfPbdwjUhwxzOjl8r6uIUwX7f2obvYNaPax7lNA5tcqLSlLJzqq8Ks00TnjdB7Kip4g9A7q0NI8MMC23qvhfcl0qdR4f0JJivxy9QzIzTt4YYgoI_LU4ahC2eFJpMq7U9dUdLL_5vuT/s320/img139_0038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314102759462342034" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Edward and Envy~<br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">For the anime fans out there, if you have been watching Gundam00, I'm sure you'd noticed the little spoiler of the upcoming new Fullmetal Alchemist (FMA) series! Ah rejoice all FMA fans out there, as the new anime would be a version much more similar to the original manga! =D<br /><br />Well some would have wished... "I was really hoping for a continuation of the original anime... T_T I WANTED ED AND AL TO KICK HITLER'S A*S!! THAT WOULD BE EPIC!! EDWARD ELRIC VS. ADOLF HITLER XD!!"<br /><br />At first I had the same opinion, but come to think of it since the story itself is already great and they're going to retell it with a little tweak.. So why not?? Check out the video below for the exciting teaser.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6BsFHqaxsvo&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6BsFHqaxsvo&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">According to the video, the next issue of <a href="http://gangan.square-enix.co.jp/">Shounen Gangan</a> magazine promises to have further info concerning the new project — on sale December 12th.<br /><br />And here's some nice pics to share (Please click to enlarge!)! :) Enjoy~<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDorzYxm4l5AQojhtfe3P92RLKt_LJ0YkUjaXOahubP6Ex7moHBZKnSJ-IiJCBpFTgVKIJp9WwW0vi-YKgeVBMfsHxNqCV9r2NtVefbuv4e6k9WylZX-fvo0ZsTaa9AZw-RYdfg8l_WQY1/s1600-h/%5BAnimePaper%5Dwallpapers_Full-Metal-Alchemist_anbuu(1.6)_1280x800_82037.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 418px; height: 260px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDorzYxm4l5AQojhtfe3P92RLKt_LJ0YkUjaXOahubP6Ex7moHBZKnSJ-IiJCBpFTgVKIJp9WwW0vi-YKgeVBMfsHxNqCV9r2NtVefbuv4e6k9WylZX-fvo0ZsTaa9AZw-RYdfg8l_WQY1/s320/%5BAnimePaper%5Dwallpapers_Full-Metal-Alchemist_anbuu(1.6)_1280x800_82037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314108418828569298" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">The journey continues...<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNWyL5c7-Rqn1RPd_380ZoZg_9zIK0fUwVJ_Y8PU3EQX1cgXd7FfFHgRAUD81Q3lXgYpUY29F0mBM6K6UrgKEjZ1Z-QvAp0ueyldSI_xn1M1ga1H6cjtwjrCX-o6tCqGbCpn0qUXKkBYND/s1600-h/1209772886535.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNWyL5c7-Rqn1RPd_380ZoZg_9zIK0fUwVJ_Y8PU3EQX1cgXd7FfFHgRAUD81Q3lXgYpUY29F0mBM6K6UrgKEjZ1Z-QvAp0ueyldSI_xn1M1ga1H6cjtwjrCX-o6tCqGbCpn0qUXKkBYND/s320/1209772886535.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314109861805663266" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Military (Roy Mustang and...?)<br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwAoCUrmmPRcZGPkwA568-YA0gWiy0tlPb8J2EieFukPfDpeaLrL-h2Zy5M69mLIZ4wHSUlOF7wskYkqc-4NR4uYbmQY7b4Pq4li_Yd9n_8moIkgH7u3XU3nWgI6ovfrTC6_6FpGPmlhyu/s1600-h/3ec2aa2f.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwAoCUrmmPRcZGPkwA568-YA0gWiy0tlPb8J2EieFukPfDpeaLrL-h2Zy5M69mLIZ4wHSUlOF7wskYkqc-4NR4uYbmQY7b4Pq4li_Yd9n_8moIkgH7u3XU3nWgI6ovfrTC6_6FpGPmlhyu/s320/3ec2aa2f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314109857084990370" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Envy..<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzLjrLRjX58LhZE3p-hxbRoo5LQNqJx9CeRQ_xk9umxjAut9ozv6RMfCd3Ec_Y32_g2RZTCZaVUvy9xVxsF59pyRzjYaHXFiSFWy9FTRhAnMf0msE2N4rNhyyfMivlq4BB6PNL2O2B-zs1/s1600-h/1209771536862.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzLjrLRjX58LhZE3p-hxbRoo5LQNqJx9CeRQ_xk9umxjAut9ozv6RMfCd3Ec_Y32_g2RZTCZaVUvy9xVxsF59pyRzjYaHXFiSFWy9FTRhAnMf0msE2N4rNhyyfMivlq4BB6PNL2O2B-zs1/s320/1209771536862.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314109648007091666" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">The FMA Family..<br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMw41kPlvpZgsQO1Aj80if7hmRbM0uij748uBj4XJJj1I7Wc3YHBULhiSVKclUsFYAbkkmdmdj4eNSus_TVSdkE5kQ7OGwrhte-N6yUXNUN1dngbKi7kJijvtEWBcSzSM7Pu_IMqVFj_Ck/s1600-h/edo3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMw41kPlvpZgsQO1Aj80if7hmRbM0uij748uBj4XJJj1I7Wc3YHBULhiSVKclUsFYAbkkmdmdj4eNSus_TVSdkE5kQ7OGwrhte-N6yUXNUN1dngbKi7kJijvtEWBcSzSM7Pu_IMqVFj_Ck/s320/edo3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314109640521486914" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Edward Elric..</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoV6l9TWsS2YMzeo0km6930XyerxtdvuDzuYdVhdyLwKsqz8-DFC_PqIff_jvs0MPdaHl74GJg5fhS2jccAJcQDkNiDjQbI2ZSX6DtrLXDTeQCspLXjh4o7sc7v9nm7_PQR2H-Wq4HscZn/s1600-h/fma2qo5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoV6l9TWsS2YMzeo0km6930XyerxtdvuDzuYdVhdyLwKsqz8-DFC_PqIff_jvs0MPdaHl74GJg5fhS2jccAJcQDkNiDjQbI2ZSX6DtrLXDTeQCspLXjh4o7sc7v9nm7_PQR2H-Wq4HscZn/s320/fma2qo5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314109638178763186" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Winry & Edward Elric..</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAgTiw76x3zOsGKVMOrArE8uScj35yQpJoGcbHxJK8rwvPvRciMNSxCrgeend7-JDlHEaz1bDn-M42A-wRy8onww5GaYKBLXmSGrRqbuQiXnokdaY2-kCFbI-UYTObq9HFvMzuAEsloqP2/s1600-h/fullmetal_alchemist_04_1024.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAgTiw76x3zOsGKVMOrArE8uScj35yQpJoGcbHxJK8rwvPvRciMNSxCrgeend7-JDlHEaz1bDn-M42A-wRy8onww5GaYKBLXmSGrRqbuQiXnokdaY2-kCFbI-UYTObq9HFvMzuAEsloqP2/s320/fullmetal_alchemist_04_1024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314109632943004050" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Edward Elric vs Roy Mustang</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAlv_h1UW632hSVTUTFqIkm8HGHwusyv14wUFx484a8t1y1d3ZuAoDUBDvdacQsuN8w52GfGtdfI48T7fyumU2IgzkK8Pvcap7_6XbQDU9BledaxMenyDtx8mkncu3pCAeaVv7h3sztxfG/s1600-h/fullmetal_alchemist_01_1024.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAlv_h1UW632hSVTUTFqIkm8HGHwusyv14wUFx484a8t1y1d3ZuAoDUBDvdacQsuN8w52GfGtdfI48T7fyumU2IgzkK8Pvcap7_6XbQDU9BledaxMenyDtx8mkncu3pCAeaVv7h3sztxfG/s320/fullmetal_alchemist_01_1024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314109630648748322" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Edward Elric vs Alphonse Elric</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAtnUK02xB0uQFCZ-nLznIPGC0Udg2y0HkgPxYxual41N664pVfNqM9sxO1CKuXRRwVnpsGFMxhnSiIEA5b3emw9wNDGtCwy5TvUsvMh2AdFOsI1Yfv3eBp0qVJMLRrGOz7Zvj-NcRJITZ/s1600-h/%5BAnimePaper%5Dwallpapers_Full-Metal-Alchemist_yuriarrow2_49381.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAtnUK02xB0uQFCZ-nLznIPGC0Udg2y0HkgPxYxual41N664pVfNqM9sxO1CKuXRRwVnpsGFMxhnSiIEA5b3emw9wNDGtCwy5TvUsvMh2AdFOsI1Yfv3eBp0qVJMLRrGOz7Zvj-NcRJITZ/s320/%5BAnimePaper%5Dwallpapers_Full-Metal-Alchemist_yuriarrow2_49381.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314109176005543970" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Transmutation Cards (I really like this ^^)</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNleKctusVxEvmYmu5ixbk42LBL2uvrJQcxmshd1LInS0HswmB5Jg1Q8gFPKHENI1LfStsOakeiWb0fDSnRtXZ-Dz2oUGg269pa3FvRXKcCQ_IhiTgcLm-wT34lOzIPgkU4UDOb_SZyX4W/s1600-h/%5BAnimePaper%5Dwallpapers_Full-Metal-Alchemist_SoyLaTigre_-edit962.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNleKctusVxEvmYmu5ixbk42LBL2uvrJQcxmshd1LInS0HswmB5Jg1Q8gFPKHENI1LfStsOakeiWb0fDSnRtXZ-Dz2oUGg269pa3FvRXKcCQ_IhiTgcLm-wT34lOzIPgkU4UDOb_SZyX4W/s320/%5BAnimePaper%5Dwallpapers_Full-Metal-Alchemist_SoyLaTigre_-edit962.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314109164410862546" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Chibi Elric Brothers (Kawaii Mode) =3</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZPwHOURYef-V8VcDX0dZRaShEzoGNgP3tKo1JTEyMe7Kb5nnYggg5v0o4fDknxARc2fjnsVDvc8zJ2KzHHip8dRM2_yYcZeG9JkhIcDMT95B-mgkgR2B9OcnmhrHD9byyWKNzu3Z3hHPe/s1600-h/%5BAnimePaper%5Dwallpapers_Full-Metal-Alchemist_song-of-kuro(1.33)_1024x768_86423.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZPwHOURYef-V8VcDX0dZRaShEzoGNgP3tKo1JTEyMe7Kb5nnYggg5v0o4fDknxARc2fjnsVDvc8zJ2KzHHip8dRM2_yYcZeG9JkhIcDMT95B-mgkgR2B9OcnmhrHD9byyWKNzu3Z3hHPe/s320/%5BAnimePaper%5Dwallpapers_Full-Metal-Alchemist_song-of-kuro(1.33)_1024x768_86423.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314109166685063522" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Elric Brothers in White Sorrow</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPBAMGewKz3nNGIsrxtCyKXulL5NvyFuZycT48qPt-v6OOLI7sS0K7yBkeyNOXcpvPyi1rgIc5MhSxlpW-IMKBcpLUun5weFJZuj-W6ICLrhNBNnUYfIQL4LzVNxtOMavS9KrX1MAjcpAp/s1600-h/%5BAnimePaper%5Dwallpapers_Full-Metal-Alchemist_Obsidan(1.33)_1024x768_85654.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPBAMGewKz3nNGIsrxtCyKXulL5NvyFuZycT48qPt-v6OOLI7sS0K7yBkeyNOXcpvPyi1rgIc5MhSxlpW-IMKBcpLUun5weFJZuj-W6ICLrhNBNnUYfIQL4LzVNxtOMavS9KrX1MAjcpAp/s320/%5BAnimePaper%5Dwallpapers_Full-Metal-Alchemist_Obsidan(1.33)_1024x768_85654.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314109164574134290" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Edward Elric & Transmutation Circle</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik8FOlCvb9_IrdCpXwYPkHj8A7WQK-4lHSLp-ikp6h-cd72tSO_7lhvParGJIc0kJx5wkOLNS-o56hkd6lMZmdsYwM407_ppLbYNnjmFP2TfNcDYknOjthk4B6LojI4q0Xxb1yWTvG-bfZ/s1600-h/%5BAnimePaper%5Dwallpapers_Full-Metal-Alchemist_hagane28_-edit401.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik8FOlCvb9_IrdCpXwYPkHj8A7WQK-4lHSLp-ikp6h-cd72tSO_7lhvParGJIc0kJx5wkOLNS-o56hkd6lMZmdsYwM407_ppLbYNnjmFP2TfNcDYknOjthk4B6LojI4q0Xxb1yWTvG-bfZ/s320/%5BAnimePaper%5Dwallpapers_Full-Metal-Alchemist_hagane28_-edit401.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314109155592448114" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Looking for a brilliant future...</span><br /></div><br />There's actually a lot more that i wanna share but.. too many cooks spoil the broth.. :P So if you are interested please visit this nice site --> <a href="http://www.animepaper.net/gallery/wallpapers/Full-Metal-Alchemist/1/">AnimePaper.net</a> and get a better/more taste!<br /><br /></div>KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-30155383582708777302009-03-17T11:59:00.005+08:002009-03-17T18:17:42.256+08:00D R E A MJust woke up almost 2 hours ago.. And just had another weird dream which started from this...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdJ8MpquDEQNBn8-7n1g6h8cKqPL6Iorel_j-3k8SiFJfyjLbeJMLExEB6Id6ZyuqJ4c6H9MqMc52DUFavp0eh52SEf48uEsyBjKb-UsXOmQorpLNqc0loGsgUJj54AuPKBJJ1etrtJoft/s1600-h/Prison_Break_Wallpaper.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdJ8MpquDEQNBn8-7n1g6h8cKqPL6Iorel_j-3k8SiFJfyjLbeJMLExEB6Id6ZyuqJ4c6H9MqMc52DUFavp0eh52SEf48uEsyBjKb-UsXOmQorpLNqc0loGsgUJj54AuPKBJJ1etrtJoft/s400/Prison_Break_Wallpaper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314002052503088930" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Me and a bunch of people trying to jailbreak some "friends"..</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">And ended up becoming some run-and-scream (some other people were screaming, ain't me at least :P) horror scene...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2hkCKEDaGfbfY1kFq36VAKxvbeTuu78FSxTLT2PzEFauikYEHjIvl6yDCAG52KPjnFX8gMVhNWIp_z-TUCOEZIQ5vEfRpeLYbplMMFED-_80s0_FpraILD2e2b672WdSrfwy6ziyMcH6k/s1600-h/the_thing_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 405px; height: 302px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2hkCKEDaGfbfY1kFq36VAKxvbeTuu78FSxTLT2PzEFauikYEHjIvl6yDCAG52KPjnFX8gMVhNWIp_z-TUCOEZIQ5vEfRpeLYbplMMFED-_80s0_FpraILD2e2b672WdSrfwy6ziyMcH6k/s320/the_thing_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314003109219930946" border="0" /></a></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">If you've watched this 90's movie, you'll know how scary it is :)<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">And if you want me to be more specific on what really haunts the entire dream, please do click the following links to find out...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://img5.allocine.fr/acmedia/rsz/434/x/x/x/medias/nmedia/18/35/16/42/18365852.jpg">Click me!</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.split-screen.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/dead-space.jpg">Click me!</a><br /><br /><a href="http://thegamereviews.com/images/uploads/20080829_Dead_Space_01.jpg">Click me!</a><br /></div><br />Hm.. Come to think of it, the funny part was that I was running around a shopping mall and nobody (as in the "shoppers") seemed to pay attention..<br /><br />Ah well, considering I have not watched horror movies for a long while, wonder where these came from..<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOsVQ7SccIsuX924IHNm8HvAHqDo5xKFKBrzhAOHRtg2XRVn2zJorm5Yj75sCqgQC0pXOc4zf13_Eads6Rp8tcvw5qdgcYa1e3eziwvs1A_tV4-BOXfC-usVN2Vv0pCNy_EEWs1FmIQnpA/s1600-h/ripley-vs-facehugger.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOsVQ7SccIsuX924IHNm8HvAHqDo5xKFKBrzhAOHRtg2XRVn2zJorm5Yj75sCqgQC0pXOc4zf13_Eads6Rp8tcvw5qdgcYa1e3eziwvs1A_tV4-BOXfC-usVN2Vv0pCNy_EEWs1FmIQnpA/s320/ripley-vs-facehugger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314006412260334162" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Familiar, no?</span><br /><br /></div></div></div>KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-14370852858393316282009-03-11T00:39:00.002+08:002009-03-11T01:04:51.978+08:00C H A N G E<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh737_WRB-w2303vrZZw0m0akw51AuuU0cIFjpxueyhHuQXXVhS-LUxrHYxtSJfKsc67117dW51efvMrsdTraIaq6w90T9IRvJJ3seCXWRngAGxdpIx5X9qMoh25NKPd5N5LwXBLkw07xsA/s1600-h/change-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 359px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh737_WRB-w2303vrZZw0m0akw51AuuU0cIFjpxueyhHuQXXVhS-LUxrHYxtSJfKsc67117dW51efvMrsdTraIaq6w90T9IRvJJ3seCXWRngAGxdpIx5X9qMoh25NKPd5N5LwXBLkw07xsA/s400/change-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311604710941098034" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">May this desire be fulfilled...</span><br /></div>KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-35009069524607655532009-03-03T13:02:00.006+08:002009-03-03T13:14:43.481+08:00L I F E's Real Definition<span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >Wonderful Definitions</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> (courtesy of Yi Heng's forwarded mail :D)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">School</span>: A place where Papa pays and Son plays.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Life Insurance</span>: A contract that keeps you poor all your life so that you can die Rich.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Nurse</span>: A person who wakes you up to give you sleeping pills.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Marriage</span>: It's an agreement in which a man loses his bachelor degree and a woman gains her masters.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Divorce</span>: Future tense of Marriage.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Tears</span>: The hydraulic force by which masculine willpower is defeated by feminine waterpower.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Lecture</span>: An art of transferring information from the notes of the Lecturer to the notes of the students without passing through 'the minds of either'.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Conference</span>: The confusion of one man multiplied by the number present.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Compromise</span>: The art of dividing a cake in such a way that everybody believes he got the biggest piece.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Dictionary</span>: A place where success comes before work.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Conference Room</span>: A place where everybody talks, nobody listens and everybody disagrees later on.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Father</span>: A banker provided by nature.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Criminal</span>: A guy no different from the rest.... except that he got caught.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Boss</span>: Someone who is early when you are late and late when you are early.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Politician</span>: One who shakes your hand before elections and your Confidence after.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Doctor</span>: A person who kills your ills by pills, and kills you by bills.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Classic</span>: Books, which people praise, but do not read.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Smile</span>: A curve that can set a lot of things straight.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Office</span>: A place where you can relax after your strenuous home life.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Yawn</span>: The only time some married men ever get to open their mouth.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Etc.</span>: A sign to make others believe that you know more than you actually do.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Committee</span>: Individuals who can do nothing individually and sit to decide that nothing can be done together.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Experience</span>: The name men give to their mistakes.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Atom Bomb</span>: An invention to end all inventions.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Philosopher</span>: A fool who torments himself during life, to be wise.<br /><br />=D Enjoy...KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-17431265909003822072009-03-03T12:35:00.004+08:002009-03-03T12:48:47.169+08:00Alien?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBl9lrWVr7Kt4JmHvqFlQ8ZUtiNUqRUbnW3j7eP2Qcpil4RvN1qAgXaLRs3wnrUspXUnhn2bWtriskDJ1j0vP6D9CArEvHRB9puQ8ObXoNhrJGA24SCw17Tj1v1OFMwZbJa6Lzx3nWt6sg/s1600-h/Alien_by_Lestrim.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBl9lrWVr7Kt4JmHvqFlQ8ZUtiNUqRUbnW3j7eP2Qcpil4RvN1qAgXaLRs3wnrUspXUnhn2bWtriskDJ1j0vP6D9CArEvHRB9puQ8ObXoNhrJGA24SCw17Tj1v1OFMwZbJa6Lzx3nWt6sg/s320/Alien_by_Lestrim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308817576126549538" border="0" /></a><br />It's been a while since I've been wondering what it would feel like to be normal.. Being some what different than people around you can take it's toll at times when you don't know whether you're alone out in the world. There's also the option of exploring the possibilities of whether they are one of us.. Yet there's the risk.. We're so vulnerable yet we chose not to be part of the majority. Why? Are we made that way or it's a matter of choice?<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix4NNpqobQpplzdg6Ua5gbLhyHq9hlH8P1m_NXneNWHzqzsBeRQbrUj-aaxGmO2bN8ztGSUU9R8R1T1r5_IQQhyETDJyRNbcFao-J3Bo-K5k5Fwp5U9hN2hYCNgTD6PMRXS_r0tb-IkdyC/s1600-h/Alien_Machine_by_alyn.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix4NNpqobQpplzdg6Ua5gbLhyHq9hlH8P1m_NXneNWHzqzsBeRQbrUj-aaxGmO2bN8ztGSUU9R8R1T1r5_IQQhyETDJyRNbcFao-J3Bo-K5k5Fwp5U9hN2hYCNgTD6PMRXS_r0tb-IkdyC/s320/Alien_Machine_by_alyn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308817042565605154" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Is there anyone else out there like me?<br /><br /></span></div>KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-59666173273666362402009-02-18T00:34:00.007+08:002009-03-03T12:52:16.675+08:00Current Desktop Wallpaper!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA5vp68zdr1w1iQyZQl-UVpTr_qDH-pJkZN4Q30VlBIjSo0VuFmorsG5uF92TxsjOniVitoFbP3p4qTZVth-N1UsRc_cy-b0zv6GAsjm_r4HyvTj3PVpC7urHpebAQ6dmSjHUs8kdGCEf2/s1600-h/GAME_14.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA5vp68zdr1w1iQyZQl-UVpTr_qDH-pJkZN4Q30VlBIjSo0VuFmorsG5uF92TxsjOniVitoFbP3p4qTZVth-N1UsRc_cy-b0zv6GAsjm_r4HyvTj3PVpC7urHpebAQ6dmSjHUs8kdGCEf2/s400/GAME_14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303807382729248290" border="0" /></a><br />Just because i think it's wonderfully nice ^^<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhICLKxZd6SP0TQOq7GoVNbdGE7HJj1-xTAfkZdZf1AYkUU6cddplgos6goT-oxsPvYgAWFSLsR-cOmpxnhSmjSU_bjvQvcf79lJXBINSjRAWyJUlbrWaLrQggpE5HHofx1KNr7dKPWoq1B/s1600-h/GAME_26.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhICLKxZd6SP0TQOq7GoVNbdGE7HJj1-xTAfkZdZf1AYkUU6cddplgos6goT-oxsPvYgAWFSLsR-cOmpxnhSmjSU_bjvQvcf79lJXBINSjRAWyJUlbrWaLrQggpE5HHofx1KNr7dKPWoq1B/s400/GAME_26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303806378555910114" border="0" /></a> <strong><br /><span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;">Overweldigend! </span></strong><strong style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;">Somptueux! </strong><strong style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;">Grandioso! </strong><strong style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;">Subarashii! </strong><strong style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;">Bеликолепный! </strong><strong style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;">Lucido! </strong><strong style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;">Magnifik! </strong><strong><span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;">Magnífico! Simply magnificent...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">And there's more! Save the amazement for later... =D</span><br /><br /></strong>KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-48313401005580724002009-02-18T00:07:00.011+08:002009-03-03T12:55:23.062+08:00Procrastination Strikes Back! o.oI'm finally giving up in trying to capture every single moment of my life here.. It's WAY too difficult (maybe I just don't have that discipline) for me to either post here often or always trying to recall what happened whenever i make a super late post (now for instance, after abandoning my blog for almost a month?)<br /><br />For my dear readers (if there's even any out there :P), i deeply apologize for being such a lazy procrastinator when it comes to updating my blog. Not that my life has been a monotonous tune, it's just that i'm looking for another way to present my blog. Instead of just posting smart/deep/emotional/philosophical/utterly-spam posts, i'm seeking a more unique approach. Main reason to be considered is that updating my blog wouldnt be as tedious as writing essays here.<br /><br />Well of course, the 1st and so far, the only thing i can think of now is a photo blog.<br />80% photo, 20% words...<br /><br />Hm.. I wonder how tat wud work out.. Anyhow here's some randoms of my life so far... Enjoy!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE_lID0re3S-uYRGv23ynvEwGWpzz7hCDwztRAyXuAE8H0a_bh5WQ4Zl2besBTvdXEpdJs1PAeYqtLPB5XMzzF8xx4-DhUgxJYYfxPdSdG8Kei-iInDMDG-9YTjhhoWWq0zDQmHCgDyDeW/s1600-h/DSC00976.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE_lID0re3S-uYRGv23ynvEwGWpzz7hCDwztRAyXuAE8H0a_bh5WQ4Zl2besBTvdXEpdJs1PAeYqtLPB5XMzzF8xx4-DhUgxJYYfxPdSdG8Kei-iInDMDG-9YTjhhoWWq0zDQmHCgDyDeW/s320/DSC00976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303801246230728338" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Yap and his trademark pose, lol! =D<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOC-FjOeDgmy_SU8yhY4_aVcyW0xvl8R3xen0gEK4GXuaX5ereuHUkjv0Ftxghyphenhyphenzulk2yIVa2JmPfM20lDquhelw7sVJUAHP8mTriblV3n-U6Gkf5cSb_OoDHoTNkPYsoeV2G6nrUaSTDa/s1600-h/DSC00993.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOC-FjOeDgmy_SU8yhY4_aVcyW0xvl8R3xen0gEK4GXuaX5ereuHUkjv0Ftxghyphenhyphenzulk2yIVa2JmPfM20lDquhelw7sVJUAHP8mTriblV3n-U6Gkf5cSb_OoDHoTNkPYsoeV2G6nrUaSTDa/s320/DSC00993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303801712088402770" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Monkey madness! Guess where this is?<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtgQV0J91wf6YjdH75tjbOaDDGlHOIC3X1s5f84xvPwvCWYC_QQcV8N9vzNyqm95xzK7T-FL1kpuhAXa_aporqqSIzAWkBn83LjH1D2GDi9U_lTrjiu1eA1E7tOu0F4xFNsp8oISpAH97W/s1600-h/DSC01019.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtgQV0J91wf6YjdH75tjbOaDDGlHOIC3X1s5f84xvPwvCWYC_QQcV8N9vzNyqm95xzK7T-FL1kpuhAXa_aporqqSIzAWkBn83LjH1D2GDi9U_lTrjiu1eA1E7tOu0F4xFNsp8oISpAH97W/s320/DSC01019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303801935605583938" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">This is so randomly-rare that I believe it's pic-worthy, haha.. Can't recall where tho, anyone?<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFjptQk7jBGjtw9CIPjXqDo6VOCHqVEEP67_zt7829Ww-w0T7zD-oQYYTBc0r3fQj5x_5gig8Yt9pqzpRhoxR0695W-KiKNUbcunUOGMPF7iMwloH-rfFMZ1HmwNFx2_RY0HP8ueRuP9S0/s1600-h/DSC01024.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFjptQk7jBGjtw9CIPjXqDo6VOCHqVEEP67_zt7829Ww-w0T7zD-oQYYTBc0r3fQj5x_5gig8Yt9pqzpRhoxR0695W-KiKNUbcunUOGMPF7iMwloH-rfFMZ1HmwNFx2_RY0HP8ueRuP9S0/s320/DSC01024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303802299718634114" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Xmas deco at 1 utama was great, which I saw during new-year's eve.. Too bad didn't take some upclose pics :(</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNVoFDdsgguScobXkMcNVKR4qhKHHeEC6WBrnfa_7LHyV5El19csPbT_8Glo3YwakVucbh-L0uAQSFH0bl-D6ui6q4ts3q_LMUbZNJwNYJVU22i6lsjgdYJKglxo5JM5Vwyt2PC6GDuR2f/s1600-h/DSC01052.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNVoFDdsgguScobXkMcNVKR4qhKHHeEC6WBrnfa_7LHyV5El19csPbT_8Glo3YwakVucbh-L0uAQSFH0bl-D6ui6q4ts3q_LMUbZNJwNYJVU22i6lsjgdYJKglxo5JM5Vwyt2PC6GDuR2f/s320/DSC01052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303802748160345762" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Lulz, Yap once again with the T-shirt we got him for his 21st birthday.. Check out the wordings ^^</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> Want one?</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlDRHjDOVWJzKzWYv_UYQGoUImyUJAkaK0dGGKgHpCC4braCG2u3lAU0uXOtcw0JuZ9tmUjbk5ffSx1ESQc8QZs7cJSNmLMdMpKGRCn3qK041G7YKyRbabRytE41gjttkAE3L9C3jgUwFi/s1600-h/DSC01059.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlDRHjDOVWJzKzWYv_UYQGoUImyUJAkaK0dGGKgHpCC4braCG2u3lAU0uXOtcw0JuZ9tmUjbk5ffSx1ESQc8QZs7cJSNmLMdMpKGRCn3qK041G7YKyRbabRytE41gjttkAE3L9C3jgUwFi/s320/DSC01059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303803098806753250" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">My lil' nephew was up to his usual mischief before i snapped this candid pic as he shyly runs away :P</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMUo9XoXP0nX4WzvW_9rIOha97zbo4W_sZq-S9D8ih3lOAscwWIc2GAwJVgPEr3z3RI0TyMd3YyaU6jM1HgJNRKHegPdhqdCcuyTEeeH_Ld3YlNaBQG7di2W5e5Qu1CFe-Ace9Jnj_2KNX/s1600-h/DSC01062.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMUo9XoXP0nX4WzvW_9rIOha97zbo4W_sZq-S9D8ih3lOAscwWIc2GAwJVgPEr3z3RI0TyMd3YyaU6jM1HgJNRKHegPdhqdCcuyTEeeH_Ld3YlNaBQG7di2W5e5Qu1CFe-Ace9Jnj_2KNX/s320/DSC01062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303803577482159538" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Recent products of the dog-breeding-fiesta happening right in front of my 2nd home at Kajang... These pups would be adorable if they weren't strays, ah well...</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">And now i retire to information-cramming, with hopes of returning here soon!<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(I would so need a camera, handphone camera just fails sometimes.. sigh..)</span><br /><br />Signing out~<br /><br /></div></div>KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-81584757508907982162009-01-20T11:32:00.009+08:002009-03-03T12:54:33.202+08:0028 Days Later...<div align="left">28 Days later.. (sounds familiar no? <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/28_days_later">Click here</a>) Almost a month since my last post, I can see that my blog a bit "fat mou" (a term for rotting in Cantonese) Alas, I've finally drawn enough strength to get me out of my extreme laziness to freshen up this place. Recalling where I stopped, my year 2008 ended with quite a blast! First off was Christmas Nite 2008 which is an annual musical event held by my uni's Christian Fellowship TECHFLOW, and it was a great success.<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293221979914369778" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 224px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicjgJaO6DLARC0DtNdbMvBYolIPHhe0t-8WfKAuvYE0qOWIA8RzVnyZhxdj2RjREtJjxxdFPlpJRLQ5REqPDPgbe07LLeyMDE7LV3uZ_ruzRHnt3NkbHafnrctszRclAg-mgDT_y8VEgZ7/s320/Posterpic2.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center"><em>The cool poster by our dear Publicity Director, Phoebe!</em></div><div align="center"></div><div align="left"><br />This time I get to watch the entire production for the 2nd time as a secretary of the event, compared to last year as I was part of the cast (who needs to wait around half a year to see the musical, lol) After the whole 'hoo-hah', I skipped the post-celebrations as due to dead-tiredness (stood for the whole 3 hours of the event, and plenty of walking with chit-chatting can take out a lot from you) =P</div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">And then Christmas came on a Thursday, me and my highschool pals went over to Jia Yee's place for a little gathering (which indirectly celebrates her birthday as it is due in 2 days) Food was home-made, thanks to Jia Yee's culinary skills as she prepared pasta, a great sauce to go with it, pizza and the classic garlic bread (which tasted better than Pizza Hut, seriously)</div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">December was so filled with holidays that I felt like having a real semester break. During New Year's Eve, I managed to successfully planned a gathering for my highschool pals once again (sadly my uni buddies couldn't make it T.T) Booked FOURTEEN tickets for the movie Bedtime Stories at GSC and had a table for 10 at Itallianies. After all the commotion to get everyone due to jams here and there, by God's grace all made it to dinner =D</div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">First time in Itallianies was rather pleasant, though the food wasn't too great as the portions were moderate as we shared everything we ordered due to its pricey-ness. We had a lot servings of their free appetizer breads though, so most of us didn't complain not having enough. When movie time came, I recalled being unable to pay the lump sum when collecting the tickets at the booking counter. Didn't I expect the price to be more than 150 bucks, the cashier had me unprepared with that long stub of tickets.. I quickly resorted to calling one of friends, but ended up the whole gang came to save the day, woots~</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><p></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293234121177488642" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 217px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj54numztF-0FyjCJRgd-eQvRRNRVCI7At_Yt0pWypgiv1d769c9ONbEoe3K5v1ARvtWiZbwL6uQeweJ2-ymIp0ZravKpghQBBO8p86GUdjqA64Ww2E_SBk58JQ7bAHBjldm4Cw2sAJKb4n/s320/Bedtime_stories.jpg" border="0" /></p><p align="center"><em>Notice Bugsy the hamster?</em></p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"><em></em></p><p>The only thing that's interesting in this movie is the hamster, plot's rather predictable (happy endings where the protagonists live happily ever after, typical Disney movie ending) Adam Sandler was a tad little funny (I think <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deuce_Bigalo:_Male_Gigolo">Rob Schneider</a> can do better than him, just that he doesn't look fatherly)</span>. Loved the Ferrari, chick was hot, but didn't feel magical. Probably I'm getting old, sigh..</p><p> </p><p>Timing was great as we had only an hour and a half's time before the fireworks spectacle...</p><p> </p><p>*** To be continued, lol***</p>KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-68950992776875246542008-12-23T00:29:00.003+08:002009-03-03T12:52:44.241+08:00P r a y e rDear God.. Why is it so difficult for both of us.. Or is it just me.. dear God..KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-27568054176797853402008-12-18T00:03:00.002+08:002009-03-03T12:56:15.186+08:00Pororo dance!<div style="text-align: center;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Fb5xpscdh8&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Fb5xpscdh8&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />I have no idea what language this is, but it's just so kawaii that I can't bear not sharing it =P<br /></div></div>KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-25134982750906379312008-12-17T17:59:00.004+08:002008-12-17T18:09:38.806+08:00Latest 2008 "Christmas Carol"Dear all,<br /><br />This is the year 2008's "special" Christmas song!!<br /><br />**Just for the fun of the current situation the world is facing =P, enjoy!**<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9wKayaeomes0_6B4vg2tNDbZ9V7tr8T5UEYgt7qJ-t8yYHR97E6oPUHR0yKE6SQOyPWpaQXGiJd1WvA7KZsMAOSbNRPx7_EgWvwl7s27mZiba8d0aBxM5uFsAw0fapKAHhb3B-R132ljs/s1600-h/SantaCash.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 120px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9wKayaeomes0_6B4vg2tNDbZ9V7tr8T5UEYgt7qJ-t8yYHR97E6oPUHR0yKE6SQOyPWpaQXGiJd1WvA7KZsMAOSbNRPx7_EgWvwl7s27mZiba8d0aBxM5uFsAw0fapKAHhb3B-R132ljs/s320/SantaCash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280698608092773250" border="0" /></a><br />You'd better watch out<br />You'd better not cry<br />You'd better keep cash<br />I'm telling you why:<br />Recession is coming to town~<br /><br />It's hitting you once<br />It's hitting you twice<br />It doesn't care if you've been careful and wise<br />Recession is coming to town~<br /><br />It's worthless if you've got shares<br />It's worthless if you've got bonds<br />It's safe when you've got cash in hand<br />So keep cash for goodness sake, HEY!<br /><br />You'd better watch out<br />You'd better not cry<br />You'd better keep cash<br />I'm telling you why:<br />Recession is coming to town~<br /><br />Finance products are confusing<br />Finance products are so vague<br />The banks make you bear the cost of risk<br />So keep out for goodness sake, OH!<br /><br />You'd better watch out<br />You'd better not cry<br />You'd better keep cash<br />I'm telling you why:<br />Recession is coming to town!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivWCeQxQrOcbCiM5lJKMsgCgts3nojMsIITXurQE8LsVH4R-NB8gfxW8fR7say3Ji_W7OUQF-vD4rmU-bcMdIvIfdyfkpxbzBqmuYaHj4S1HUyeoUdn7-lURdQlrXF-qt8YBNXaRNgjTSc/s1600-h/santabill.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivWCeQxQrOcbCiM5lJKMsgCgts3nojMsIITXurQE8LsVH4R-NB8gfxW8fR7say3Ji_W7OUQF-vD4rmU-bcMdIvIfdyfkpxbzBqmuYaHj4S1HUyeoUdn7-lURdQlrXF-qt8YBNXaRNgjTSc/s320/santabill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280698782680320418" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">~LuLz~</span><br /></div><br />Do enjoy the coming Christmas Day! Hohoho~!KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-57468397076943511542008-12-05T14:32:00.005+08:002008-12-05T14:59:50.139+08:00The 99 ClubTaken from a very apt article depicting the rat race that all of us are involved in our daily lives. Please read the following and if you happen to be a member of this "Elite Club", then quit it today itself and give an opportunity to happiness and peace of mind to enter your life. It's truly worth trying. =)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHIXzCOKCfzcP9GzEvTOT2RUXnXx7qCYhuNChwRRI-d-i0yQ1JYaodkfeF2xBTRIu8fb5aDeihDXPa_vjdDZYL-1yxgObOU_50WLmn-TFv0K8JY1h4uD0FgiCgSqkeh2jAqqTDek2ccJxP/s1600-h/99_Club_Presents-1-157-145-85-nocrop.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 145px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHIXzCOKCfzcP9GzEvTOT2RUXnXx7qCYhuNChwRRI-d-i0yQ1JYaodkfeF2xBTRIu8fb5aDeihDXPa_vjdDZYL-1yxgObOU_50WLmn-TFv0K8JY1h4uD0FgiCgSqkeh2jAqqTDek2ccJxP/s320/99_Club_Presents-1-157-145-85-nocrop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276196380061977090" border="0" /></a>Once upon a time, there lived a King who, despite his luxurious <br />lifestyle, was neither happy nor content. <br /> <br />One day, the King came upon a servant who was singing happily while he<br />worked. This fascinated the King; why was he, the Supreme Ruler of the<br />Land is unhappy and gloomy, while a lowly servant had so much joy. The<br />King asked the servant, 'Why are you so happy?' <br /> <br />The man replied, 'Your Majesty, I am nothing but a servant, but my family and I don't need too much - just a roof over our heads and warm food to fill our tummies.' <br /><br />The king was not satisfied with that reply. Later in the day, he sought<br />the advice of his most trusted advisor. <br /> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijWLa839dgtSniuz-ePYnT0ay4ezwPvu-kNy9Uvjttogy0ljLs7dhiJMdzYFCFdwPlvkHEnZ6KKVUB6XoTh1UnxSw7_3JoDQC9SeaMYVqot1VH_r0qFUKFyI13POoV1zvBne9S1AEaXy9d/s1600-h/the_kings_advisor.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijWLa839dgtSniuz-ePYnT0ay4ezwPvu-kNy9Uvjttogy0ljLs7dhiJMdzYFCFdwPlvkHEnZ6KKVUB6XoTh1UnxSw7_3JoDQC9SeaMYVqot1VH_r0qFUKFyI13POoV1zvBne9S1AEaXy9d/s320/the_kings_advisor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276196718045180946" border="0" /></a>After hearing the King's woes and the servant's' story, the advisor<br />said, 'Your Majesty, I believe that the servant has not been made part of the 99 Club.' <br /> <br />'The 99 Club? And what exactly is that?' the King inquired. <br /><br />The advisor replied, 'Your Majesty, to truly know what the 99 Club is, place 99 Gold coins in a bag and leave it at this servant's doorstep.'<br /> <br />When the servant saw the bag, he took it into his house. Then when he opened<br />the bag, he let out a great shout of joy, 'So many gold coins!'. <br /> <br />He began to count them. After several counts, he was at last convinced<br />that there were 99 coins. He wondered, 'What could've happened to that<br />last gold coin? Surely, no one would leave 99 coins!' He looked everywhere he could, but that final coin was elusive. Finally exhausted, he decided that he was going to have to work harder than ever to earn that gold coin and complete his collection. <br /> <br />From that day, the servant's life was changed. He was overworked, horribly grumpy, and castigated his family for not helping him make that 100th gold coin. He stopped singing while he worked. <br /> <br />Witnessing this drastic transformation, the King was puzzled. When he sought his advisor's help, the advisor said, 'Your Majesty, the servant has now officially joined the 99 Club..' <br /><br />He continued, 'The 99 Club is a name given to those people who have enough to be happy but are never contented, because they're always yearning and striving for that extra 1 saying to themselves: 'Let me get that one final thing and then I will be happy for life.' <br /><br />We can be happy, even with very little in our lives, but the minute<br />we're given something bigger and better, we want even more! We lose our sleep, our happiness, we hurt the people around us; all these as a price for our growing needs and desires. <br /> <br />That's the 99 club.<br /><br />~Courtesy of dear cousin Allan J.L.~KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-86266277190570915222008-12-03T20:47:00.009+08:002008-12-03T22:15:37.414+08:00Revival CallsIt's been 3 days since my seemingly quick, 3-week holiday ended and I finally have the heart to update my blog. As I type this post, I hear some weird, creepy wailing of either a tortured animal or some crazed neighbor. And so we have the title above.. =P<br /><br />I guess one of the main reasons I did not bother posting anything is because nothing much happened since my last update. Well actually there are a few, but just not enough to inspire me lol.. Now for a little flashback of what happened almost a month ago. Hm...<br /><br />1st week, right after exams, I literally grew wings and fluttered with my buddies to Times Square for some fun. Unfortunately, the theme park experience was really nauseating, I am so bad in handling rides that spins you around like a top and swings your insides out. Then there was Quantum of Solace which proved rather... insignificant as I had even forgotten the plot. Huhu... Guess I compare the new Bond to Pierce Brosnan too much. (But hey, he's IS better!)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVzuQ_asDzk0lGm3t8jzm6IZFi-RSqen7VXKVEFId-bGO5aeUQE7hJn1Osv09cqEYpKvadIufaOdhgGCMcatYsDujb-2mEZsyrMr3JnX-WAp_cyRRERwmAyktCyEwEbjgOeMPFyIIYqToP/s1600-h/Bonds.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVzuQ_asDzk0lGm3t8jzm6IZFi-RSqen7VXKVEFId-bGO5aeUQE7hJn1Osv09cqEYpKvadIufaOdhgGCMcatYsDujb-2mEZsyrMr3JnX-WAp_cyRRERwmAyktCyEwEbjgOeMPFyIIYqToP/s320/Bonds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275549131598088226" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I guess there's just no competition here, tsk tsk...<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">As days passed after I parted with my uni friends, I started to get real lazy at home. But with a little effort, managed to paint part of the wall outside my house. Ironically, the difficulty of this work lies not in the area I have to paint, but mostly in trying to figure out which part of the wall is already covered with a new coat because I'm painting white over a white wall! @_@<br /><br />My holiday continued with me spending some quality time with my brother over a computer game which we had been playing together (once in a while) since I was 14! Well, the game's good but main reason being it's the only multiplayer game we could enjoy playing with only 1 pc.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigtt6JcbZSjNPAtbnaXLrUiIA_Q17vLeAb5Pia6ZcB1Pc1iwTAfXL61O66edPnSEG546iJYDqWsoImuEDm1e-mllsvUcSudGWYlgFiu60x9lc9D_U_bHlRj44LX7Y2_IyYb0OsgN83VMZ2/s1600-h/heroes.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigtt6JcbZSjNPAtbnaXLrUiIA_Q17vLeAb5Pia6ZcB1Pc1iwTAfXL61O66edPnSEG546iJYDqWsoImuEDm1e-mllsvUcSudGWYlgFiu60x9lc9D_U_bHlRj44LX7Y2_IyYb0OsgN83VMZ2/s320/heroes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275550990148547506" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">I recommend this if you like turn based strategy games and you don't care about graphics..<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">Then with more slacking and not-doing-anything-useful, it came to the third and final week of holidays. Oh, but before that, I got to catch my first experience of a live drama performance at Kuala Lumpur Performing Arts Centre (KLPac). Thanks to Joshua and his friends, it was a well worth show, certainly no regrets =)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYlP8PZ8Hmgqz6V2yexyY361FJiiAPeKXMvv3gtuVyDZr1cqvf8h2ZFcttKN5FODQ1JHJSbzUfwps-c8tK-KhdO36zWNtY_MdCMasPR3d-Z_vmjjVRv3pBNdHne_UxO99IwNjT6UInqqHH/s1600-h/CLTCL3_big.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYlP8PZ8Hmgqz6V2yexyY361FJiiAPeKXMvv3gtuVyDZr1cqvf8h2ZFcttKN5FODQ1JHJSbzUfwps-c8tK-KhdO36zWNtY_MdCMasPR3d-Z_vmjjVRv3pBNdHne_UxO99IwNjT6UInqqHH/s320/CLTCL3_big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275552886940075762" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Crazy Little Thing Called Love.. Click <a href="http://www.footstoolplayers.com/current.htm">here</a> for more info! =D<br /></span></div><br />In the beginning of the month I tried looking for a job, but sadly none wanted to hire a 3 week part-timer, sigh... However before my short lived freedom ended, Loreki organised a great mini-lan party at his luxury apartment as a final treat before he flies off to Japan for his holiday. And the good news is that we would have a second one as soon as he's back on the 14th! Daym, now I'm getting anxious! Hehe...<br /><br />Ah yes, I've also come to love a few more great songs.. So instead of putting the whole song here like I did previously, here's a few videos you can view. If u like them then quickly go download or you could always get them from me =D<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rTWOJxjCdio&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rTWOJxjCdio&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br />Final Fantasy - Gotta Be Somebody (Music by Nickelback) ~ Pity no official music video</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k-xrlONMEpM&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k-xrlONMEpM&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br />Michael Buble' - Crazy Little Thing Called Love ~ Also pity no official music video</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VyyYnUQo80U&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VyyYnUQo80U&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br />Hinder - Without You ~ Emo song sia... But also no official mv T.T</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">As for this week, lectures kinda just started today and as always I have interesting classes which have lecturers that are more interesting than their lectures. lulz.. Hey, what can be cooler than a cute bear teaching politics and having learn what other wonders a super glue can do in engineering! Hahaha...<br /><br />Here's some food for thought...<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><blockquote><span style="font-style: italic;">Science may have alleviated the miseries of disease and drudgery and provided an array of gadgetry for our entertainment and convenience, but it has left us in a world without wonder. Our sunsets have been reduced to wavelengths and frequencies. The complexities of the universe have been shredded into mathematical equations... Science proclaims that Planet Earth and its inhabitants are a meaningless speck in the grand scheme. A cosmic accident. Even the technology that promises to unite us, divides us. Each of us is now electronically connected to the globe, yet we feel utterly alone....</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">It shatters God's world into smaller and smaller pieces in quest of meaning... and all it finds is more questions...<br /></span><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Carmerlengo Carlo Ventresca<br />(an excerpt from Dan Brown's Angels & Demons)</span></blockquote><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span><br /><br />And I definitely can't wait till this comes to our local cinemas!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jbK-r651sNI&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jbK-r651sNI&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br />So much for now, here's me signing off~KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-87629717464148941302008-10-30T00:50:00.005+08:002008-10-30T01:02:55.538+08:00Do You Remember?<div style="text-align: center;"><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n1vi0elHUdg&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n1vi0elHUdg&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br />Pepsiwoman Japan Commercial<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rTGifrYPTas&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rTGifrYPTas&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br />Pepsiman Commercials<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSAPJ56URzaCXId3V6PPrtazyXXQQ8pAY21qz9IdmB5PPmJJ4KmWJ5mY4jqoG0d3f8s7DvPJaiJmW7XgpQYNfyPc-Q5SdHDF8ezV90tRjmcDjYHFL9xc2_GkRnRpZDJGV0W4gt1poX3Z1X/s1600-h/pepsiman3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSAPJ56URzaCXId3V6PPrtazyXXQQ8pAY21qz9IdmB5PPmJJ4KmWJ5mY4jqoG0d3f8s7DvPJaiJmW7XgpQYNfyPc-Q5SdHDF8ezV90tRjmcDjYHFL9xc2_GkRnRpZDJGV0W4gt1poX3Z1X/s320/pepsiman3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262620587188599714" border="0" /></a>Find this cool, thirst-quenching guy familiar? I know I do =)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Ah, the good old days of childhood~</span><br /><br /></div></div></div></span></div>KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-28143534925154166902008-10-22T20:02:00.020+08:002008-12-05T15:02:21.773+08:00A Series of Not-So-Unfortunate EventsMuch has happened since I last posted on what I've been going through. Stress is in the air with finals approaching, and now that my tests have just ended, it's just the beginning of a nightmare. Oh well, at least life wasn't too disappointing. Last week I celebrated my sister's birthday at home and when I arrived home after a torturing 2 hour jam in KL, the day's surprise was already on the table...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGnU28CbF3haxvgTdX2Km2SpZogIbYHp_FcE4NubJjUuzdOn7CAA5r1YJmVNqUUFV_dWydl42M0CLM3onRHN4cWr9MGsboiec9ZzaBhD8Opbq4f_9B43Fvwsw1ZREEgyg2xcpW_VgDiGwM/s1600-h/DSC00920.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGnU28CbF3haxvgTdX2Km2SpZogIbYHp_FcE4NubJjUuzdOn7CAA5r1YJmVNqUUFV_dWydl42M0CLM3onRHN4cWr9MGsboiec9ZzaBhD8Opbq4f_9B43Fvwsw1ZREEgyg2xcpW_VgDiGwM/s320/DSC00920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259970097961090978" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Mum's homemade "Pandan Layer Fruit Cake"!</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I was like.. lol?.. Then my mum explained that since my sis already had two cakes the day before (that day was her belated birthday), so she came up with something special. Nice try mum! =P<br /><br />Then on Saturday night I attended the 40th Anniversary Dinner of the Lions Club of KL Central held at the Royale Bintang Hotel, KL (near Times Square).<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNiS_DqTuboLUM6sGFq3Mnm17FL6plvLUPJDCYyYVuLc16oBqVtjsMSTJ_t_kCzpQPwcEuLdD0qvS5gedlsvGdC9jENsiGThc9Vuy-RPaPoq00d_qRipwamI27EiVrg39p_XiP1G999Djo/s1600-h/DSC00921.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNiS_DqTuboLUM6sGFq3Mnm17FL6plvLUPJDCYyYVuLc16oBqVtjsMSTJ_t_kCzpQPwcEuLdD0qvS5gedlsvGdC9jENsiGThc9Vuy-RPaPoq00d_qRipwamI27EiVrg39p_XiP1G999Djo/s320/DSC00921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259971533342909810" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Stage backdrop</span>..<br /></div><br />The event was a success and me and my fellow Leo friends who helped out during the event celebrated together with the organizing Lions. We were treated to some whisky which gave me a total blood rush with my first sip. It was then I realised that I had it "on-the-rock" and the liquor was actually quite strong, making me feel a sudden rush of liquid in my head @_@<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzUO7Uv8fwCD_ibBVZalKlMrs7_KqtCql0TW2rc16JoQ2_SJIEowji159BF_HrLB29Woc2ylTx838NYITY-_ZujsnXpZUlYHGAvoZ8OKJg584ne6ebRsyoTdc9gbxfsf6eI8dmdDBMEU19/s1600-h/DSC00922.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzUO7Uv8fwCD_ibBVZalKlMrs7_KqtCql0TW2rc16JoQ2_SJIEowji159BF_HrLB29Woc2ylTx838NYITY-_ZujsnXpZUlYHGAvoZ8OKJg584ne6ebRsyoTdc9gbxfsf6eI8dmdDBMEU19/s320/DSC00922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259972627417214338" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">What we had during the pre-celebration..</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Well I wasn't drunk but was later told that my face was flushed red when we exited the hotel. The night was still young, so me and my Leo friends were then brought to a near by pub/bar named Oasis where we had more liquor, mostly brought by one of the Lions. We talked loads of crap, played some drinking game, sang, had supper, etc.. and I finally reached home at 4am, woots.. So much for an adult hang-out experience I suppose. Then again I enjoyed the night and really thank them for it =)<br /><br />When I was on my way back to campus, I came across some cute vehicles towing an interesting load as they paraded on the highway unexpectedly.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMJa4a7sf9OAHDhdwspVQaU1LwADxfDWLEoYiXWcA_Od7iUxE5NKc1qQuq5soHB2aI2-UHU9FiFasxugZRFurKrkNkbJK4pF2C5mFYKGWcu2kHuEt86wDhqPcFUz0FudhqZ5vgyaf_JdUJ/s1600-h/DSC00923.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMJa4a7sf9OAHDhdwspVQaU1LwADxfDWLEoYiXWcA_Od7iUxE5NKc1qQuq5soHB2aI2-UHU9FiFasxugZRFurKrkNkbJK4pF2C5mFYKGWcu2kHuEt86wDhqPcFUz0FudhqZ5vgyaf_JdUJ/s320/DSC00923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259975834440186386" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">The Snickers Road Cruisers!</span><br /></div><br />After that episode of unique advertisement, I reached campus and it was all about studying for my last test before the finals. Classes were few but still went on as lecturers tried to wrap up the syllabuses. The gang seemed more tense day by day, ah the sad-ness.. But during one of my classes I stumbled upon what seemed to be like the remnants of student rampage..<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh70MuPbKx0b0-85jnp9WrqPn3I_tCa3iP0gWFYXlvHWI6ByZTw8meVX9eM2lJ_Bc8rxVyqvluTAQzH5IpRV-N_gTwqHRM3w2ZxdN_W_gm5N8GVJw7iCrQ9UGWoibH9j5vTZanSGTau25VV/s1600-h/DSC00925.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh70MuPbKx0b0-85jnp9WrqPn3I_tCa3iP0gWFYXlvHWI6ByZTw8meVX9eM2lJ_Bc8rxVyqvluTAQzH5IpRV-N_gTwqHRM3w2ZxdN_W_gm5N8GVJw7iCrQ9UGWoibH9j5vTZanSGTau25VV/s320/DSC00925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259974126354661410" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Pity the projector head to have suffered this cruel fate..</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Due to that, we shifted class and continued lectures as usual. After that I proceeded to one of the hang out places (Techflow room) in my campus for a little revision in preparation for my test. Unfortunately, the disturb-bug got me and I started to.. disturb, hoho.. And here are my victims..<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZXzlhI41vKdfab2FNaauzZ4KIs3Z5XUrExKzprN_HWBk0s85Bhp8pxKPru8gZhaLnzGoIqsWFGCpmnEVMKKBCATsR-0eSy_qw4IX-oxy0JRysT_TGdzLPhHMcmtBdgZBKhSTtq6-vCwbG/s1600-h/DSC00935.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZXzlhI41vKdfab2FNaauzZ4KIs3Z5XUrExKzprN_HWBk0s85Bhp8pxKPru8gZhaLnzGoIqsWFGCpmnEVMKKBCATsR-0eSy_qw4IX-oxy0JRysT_TGdzLPhHMcmtBdgZBKhSTtq6-vCwbG/s320/DSC00935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259974992069852754" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Jo-chan, who's feeling sleepy after lunch ^^"</span><br /><br /><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC8avRb_4EzPMBXyjlgRQwMZHAYlPEgzOXvmQK4nehGZylrnQRMS1hsm2bIlcXAtvsX3vbxRZVamtQ5NihqFHm4WnML18PKDl6JAN0CkemKu9SIPxBhkWO9XQ4RanSzemPvKgooQE2bp80/s1600-h/DSC00932.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC8avRb_4EzPMBXyjlgRQwMZHAYlPEgzOXvmQK4nehGZylrnQRMS1hsm2bIlcXAtvsX3vbxRZVamtQ5NihqFHm4WnML18PKDl6JAN0CkemKu9SIPxBhkWO9XQ4RanSzemPvKgooQE2bp80/s320/DSC00932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259975189898482882" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Panda-san who just wouldn't let me have a proper picture, tsk tsk.. =S (had to use "burst mode" to get one picture that can be used out of ten!)</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Studies continued as usual, and when my test was finally over yesterday, I found myself getting back to square one as I had to start preparing for the looming finals (which is next week T.T). So what can I say? I wish there's no exams, hohoho... Oh, how I wish, wish, wish~ Now let's proceed to this much anticipated part!<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Randoms~</span><br /><br />Yes, I've gotten some pretty cool and blog-worthy pictures along the way.. =D<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3FVLdpgozs6KiGkf74KpIR57pqar5azHgJ0KNawJGLjYdTAm5F9EKToHydVBuTW7OghlwfR_Kgf3LKdlPs72jNisoXhOYcFXR6E6FTJr8dRabikKxlWPHGaPvYG4y_p79fglvxHsbyWOx/s1600-h/DSC00850.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3FVLdpgozs6KiGkf74KpIR57pqar5azHgJ0KNawJGLjYdTAm5F9EKToHydVBuTW7OghlwfR_Kgf3LKdlPs72jNisoXhOYcFXR6E6FTJr8dRabikKxlWPHGaPvYG4y_p79fglvxHsbyWOx/s320/DSC00850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259977508690161090" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Look, look! The spirit of Free Hugs still lives on!<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbciEleRIZ9J-63BnGlH6HuzQJ0LvbNSChQTf-sDJe_vbXgThU6WWTdXpZpiFtp1Y7Jo6cRNTr0v1S02VlhPoJP9dE7-Dao5M8Vz8d_tVl8kzr5PpaZDipkOR3IlI_94y4c_UyqvvqJaLB/s1600-h/DSC00560.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbciEleRIZ9J-63BnGlH6HuzQJ0LvbNSChQTf-sDJe_vbXgThU6WWTdXpZpiFtp1Y7Jo6cRNTr0v1S02VlhPoJP9dE7-Dao5M8Vz8d_tVl8kzr5PpaZDipkOR3IlI_94y4c_UyqvvqJaLB/s320/DSC00560.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259977783981573074" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Introducing my "si fu" when it comes to being a real man/friend, Yap-dono!</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">And here you are lucky to witness him striking the Rejuvenating Pose! XD</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWr2s4sJnDql9Jc3LP1TM-y-A4ho9UkZHeHWPRv2YUH7Nu6lAQ98d-W7jaY_Jesk6znPQXsDzUTlW8ASEz-QewmtK6HbyeTAfdQGvCUSbIbvzsEFDDtayTOC0C-zJB1Aj9dHdoWXuFPcV1/s1600-h/DSC00903.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWr2s4sJnDql9Jc3LP1TM-y-A4ho9UkZHeHWPRv2YUH7Nu6lAQ98d-W7jaY_Jesk6znPQXsDzUTlW8ASEz-QewmtK6HbyeTAfdQGvCUSbIbvzsEFDDtayTOC0C-zJB1Aj9dHdoWXuFPcV1/s320/DSC00903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259978564722935282" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Here is the Japanese Expert of the gang, Rey-sama who apparently was feeling shy so he had to put the shades on while expressing his cool hand gestures ^^</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">So what happens when everyone is so pressured with exams and feeling all down? Here's a few tips..<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0gO9Aj5I7F9plrfW-Hu76jDRF2m0RZVSUF_3j4rIprsEiGgZDch5MPzC_tkI7e_Y1nFVPrY31ducpLzRAVaBB1I2XMoxTInBmYfU1j55bn89vXmlv_ObBPjGM0uNZnXFWLXu5XDhtPyG2/s1600-h/DSC00110.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0gO9Aj5I7F9plrfW-Hu76jDRF2m0RZVSUF_3j4rIprsEiGgZDch5MPzC_tkI7e_Y1nFVPrY31ducpLzRAVaBB1I2XMoxTInBmYfU1j55bn89vXmlv_ObBPjGM0uNZnXFWLXu5XDhtPyG2/s320/DSC00110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259979137998144034" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">We try to comfort each other in anyway we can.. Aw..</span><br /><br /><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_01L6VFo4DP92zitkJkvocLdWkR8A5E-uc5Wt4rs3VM7w9R3q_xd6enXX2aHWBv9UdXwARVaJgDjBsc6nw8lrgroxLPveIFTFmYLIXe9i5mP9_Xa2SoXdcxGMBjFaLx6k1HBBfCNCcRX4/s1600-h/DSC00586.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_01L6VFo4DP92zitkJkvocLdWkR8A5E-uc5Wt4rs3VM7w9R3q_xd6enXX2aHWBv9UdXwARVaJgDjBsc6nw8lrgroxLPveIFTFmYLIXe9i5mP9_Xa2SoXdcxGMBjFaLx6k1HBBfCNCcRX4/s320/DSC00586.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259979593824125986" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Or you can send messages of inspiration/motivation like what I got here from Panda-san.. You're so "sweet"! Hahahahaha...</span><br /><br /><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHMgFBfJIBYYwmt_pq9YVQ4quCEf053kBcakq4Ez_bmG6AWZ_w6UxdJY4EtT1ccRR0aUeSD1Ddt-EDaX0Vd0WAg5VZttj9kI3_ze3WjGIAiCCwfoZbk7qf6-33pDyKByKXTiXbL_MPiuRO/s1600-h/DSC00121.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHMgFBfJIBYYwmt_pq9YVQ4quCEf053kBcakq4Ez_bmG6AWZ_w6UxdJY4EtT1ccRR0aUeSD1Ddt-EDaX0Vd0WAg5VZttj9kI3_ze3WjGIAiCCwfoZbk7qf6-33pDyKByKXTiXbL_MPiuRO/s320/DSC00121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259979886206021458" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Or you can unleash your hidden powers by splitting yourself to the amount needed to reduce the stress, like what Alex is doing here! (three heads are better than one rite?)</span><br /><br /><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2Xr7nJN4zJwRm7yYu1APwzvOsRwixQlmae74RsjxkCulwEs8sQJIBq8iGRssNO6JMz7_F-QWHnrA-RnHKpjL8Vndp2fE8Ibzb-PPpdj3u8-jJ9OFricuULnqcb3kuxlCn-1n7wH1cG02O/s1600-h/DSC01565.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2Xr7nJN4zJwRm7yYu1APwzvOsRwixQlmae74RsjxkCulwEs8sQJIBq8iGRssNO6JMz7_F-QWHnrA-RnHKpjL8Vndp2fE8Ibzb-PPpdj3u8-jJ9OFricuULnqcb3kuxlCn-1n7wH1cG02O/s320/DSC01565.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259980377444865938" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">And you can teach another to do the same just for lulz.. Here we have Ivor(s) trying out the Kage-Bunshin-no-Jutsu (Shadow Clones Technique)!</span><br /><br /><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaT8wm7lwdT7quia31NjRCMECKanduyL9sweUhyxERDVG1voFzGEYkBvCJ3iRykvUyzJYVuYlHWrrSugvLICH0NYU8kGXehEUdupXgIE02RdEVu9UTjqBjG58p-dpqDRnsoGaHsfsOwoHD/s1600-h/DSC00926.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaT8wm7lwdT7quia31NjRCMECKanduyL9sweUhyxERDVG1voFzGEYkBvCJ3iRykvUyzJYVuYlHWrrSugvLICH0NYU8kGXehEUdupXgIE02RdEVu9UTjqBjG58p-dpqDRnsoGaHsfsOwoHD/s320/DSC00926.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259980909152367682" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Or you can just sit on a comfy chair under the air-conditioning and just snooze away~</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">And last but not least, you can always resort to the easiest way to relieve yourself of troubled feelings or exam anxieties..<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwAT-QhMDfGF_pH3UTcVQ2w2e3FmVPGXyn9iZAIfRlNJG8g9vSC7bfKBiGZBUdGx3OkB28kaY_dRK1ZZop1qsYv6v7zlqQ7zhqDiDRF2p9z3BdAmTMEy97YVQuH_82xpAo8LibHDEzPg-p/s1600-h/DSC01893.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwAT-QhMDfGF_pH3UTcVQ2w2e3FmVPGXyn9iZAIfRlNJG8g9vSC7bfKBiGZBUdGx3OkB28kaY_dRK1ZZop1qsYv6v7zlqQ7zhqDiDRF2p9z3BdAmTMEy97YVQuH_82xpAo8LibHDEzPg-p/s320/DSC01893.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259981382721400018" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Just run to that great friend of yours, and he or she would always know how to make you smile (or LoL in this case) like how William tries to put that smile on your face! =3</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">As always, that's all for now.. Do enjoy your week and wish me luck for the coming exams.. Cheers and this is KeLv signing off~<br /></div></div></div><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-37497513941149713342008-10-20T16:54:00.003+08:002008-10-20T17:12:55.856+08:00I'm Leavin'<div style="text-align: center;"><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LYMDXK9ZpxQ&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LYMDXK9ZpxQ&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br />Jesse McCartney - Leavin'</span><br /><br />Mmmm<br />Hey baby girl I been watching you all day (all day, all day, all day).<br />Man, that thing you got behind you is amazin'.<br />You make me want to take you out and let it rain (let it rain, let it rain, let it rain).<br />I know you got a man but this is what you should say...<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />Why don't you tell him that I'm leavin' never to come back again...<br />You found somebody who does it better than he can,<br />No more making you cry,<br />No more them grey skies.<br />Girl we flyin' on the G5, G5.<br />And we're leavin' never looking back again...<br />So call your shawty and tell him you found a new man.<br />The one that's so, so fly...<br />The one to keep you high...<br />Have ya singin' all night like that...<br />(Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh...)<br />Man she gonna be singing...<br />(Oh oh oh ohh oh oh ohh oh oh ohhh...)<br /><br />Now if I talk it girl you know that I'ma walk it out (walk it out, walk it out, walk it out).<br />Man I put my money, money where my mouth is (mouth is, mouth is, mouth is).<br />Cuz you're the baddest little thing that I ever seen (ever seen, ever seen, ever seen).<br />So I'm gonna ask you one time if you got a man...<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />Why don't you tell him that I'm leavin' never to come back again...<br />You found somebody who does it better than he can,<br />No more making you cry,<br />No more them grey skies.<br />Girl we flyin' on the G5, G5.<br />And we're leavin' never looking back again...<br />So call him shawty and tell him you found a new man.<br />The one that's so, so fly...<br />The one to keep you high...<br />Have ya singin' all night like that...<br />(Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh...)<br />Man, she gonna be singin'...<br />She gonna be singin' uhh...<br />She gonna be singin', She gonna be singin,<br />Boy you got me singin'.<br /><br />[Bridge]<br />Don't stress, Don't Stress, Don't stress...<br />Just turn him to the left, left, left.<br />Don't stress, Don't Stress, Don't stress...<br />Cuz we gone, and we gone, and we gone.<br />No stress, No stress, No stress...<br />Girl you deserve nothing but the best.<br />No stress, No stress, No stress.<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />Girl, you need to tell him that I'm leavin' never to come back again...<br />You found somebody who does it better than he can,<br />No more making you cry,<br />No more them grey skies.<br />Girl we flyin' on the G5, G5.<br />And we're leavin' never looking back again...<br />So call your shawty and tell him you found a new man.<br />The one that's so, so fly...<br />The one to keep you high...<br />Have ya singin' all night like that...<br />(Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh...)<br />Man she gonna be singing...<br />(Oh oh oh ohh oh oh ohh oh oh ohhh...)<br />Gonna be singin' all night like that...<br />(Ahh ahh ah...)<br />Man, she gonna be singin'...<br />She gonna be singin' uhh...<br />She gonna be singin', She gonna be singin,<br />Boy you got me singin'.<span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Another recommendation for your listening pleasure, also one of my new favorites when I finally figured out what the song's title is =P (At first I thought it was "No Stress", lulz)<br /><br />From the comments that I read for the video above in youtube, quite a number mentioned that it's kinda "dirty" due to the amount of sex appeal. @_@ Well, I think it's ok lar.. western style? haha.. the babe's hot! ^^<br /><br />Do enjoy!~ Signin' off for now...<br /><br /></div></div>KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-26641381577365222982008-10-16T21:19:00.008+08:002008-10-16T22:15:49.332+08:00Stranger than Fiction?Not too long ago, I've treated myself to a movie that is rather inspiring...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvEU11bu4cKrVPgk73aHhFghGEQSouwp3tBM9ZpMVZHdz1yantbIlVhv9VRBoo5ih8bWJmKzg9ic8_jv2VN5L6DQ5twGbA8MTUK_cGn-bWySs6zTapyoXqwSWEwzpx31L2Ow1z_v1QyG0B/s1600-h/stranger_than_fiction.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvEU11bu4cKrVPgk73aHhFghGEQSouwp3tBM9ZpMVZHdz1yantbIlVhv9VRBoo5ih8bWJmKzg9ic8_jv2VN5L6DQ5twGbA8MTUK_cGn-bWySs6zTapyoXqwSWEwzpx31L2Ow1z_v1QyG0B/s320/stranger_than_fiction.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257742143316812962" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Stranger than Fiction (2006)<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">Had it in my pc for quite some time and finally had the time to watch it. Can't believe I had actually neglected such an interesting movie, silly me. Well in a nutshell, the movie's about a man named Harold Crick who realizes his life is being literary written as he woke up one fine day. As an auditor, being a compulsive counter and an obsessive time-saver had never been more interesting when he begins to hear someone narrating his life to him. The show goes on until the writer decides to end the novel (featuring a Harold Crick) by killing him. Rather difficult to put it in words how that's going to happen, so I recommend you watching the movie. =)<br /><br />What caught my attention is how the writer finds inspiration in the movie. She's portrayed as a person who needs to feel and see what she's about to write about. For example, when she needed to kill Harold Crick in her novel, she went to different situations, different heights in such that she could feel/see how it would be like to jump off a tall building. She puts herself in the shoes of the character she is killing off and imagines it before judging if the cruel fate she's deciding for the character made any sense or had any impact. What could be better than a beautiful death?<br /><br />It seems that writing a good story/novel is not all about sitting in front of a type writer or a piece of paper and just write what ever that comes to your mind that's related to the story. Feeling what the story describes, experiencing it first hand.. It all made sense. For instance, how could one describe the rain in detail if he had never tried feeling the rain falling on him, it's pressure, drenching himself in it, feel it trickle down his body, listening to the harmony of water falling from the sky.. I mean, wow, to what extent did great writers like J.R.R. Tolkien, Christopher Paolini, Jeffrey Archer, Dan Brown, etc.. ever go to tell their story with such depth I wonder. And the amount of credit that certain writers get seemed rather little despite the effort they put in their work.<br /><br />I believe people these days are more absorbed into money making that they have been blinded to such amazement. Why do parents want their kids to be doctors, lawyers, engineers, dentists, businessmen, etc? Because they believe these are the kind of future that guarantees the cash coming in to support one's family/life. As the coming generations become more and more tied down to this sad fact, will the beauty of literature, art of poetry, masters of story-telling dwindle and eventually reach death due to ignorance as it doesn't make that much money? I'm certainly pained by this fact, more when I do not have the oppurtunity to pursue this field which seemed more meaningful to me.<br /><br />Ah well, as an acquaintance of mine has once told me, you can't change anything by just saying it (or even writing about it for this matter). Actions speaks louder than words indeed. The journey I need to embark to be part of this love in the art of written works seems like fantasy (building castles in the air?) and rather unlikely when I'm done with my current studies for engineering. However, I do hope this would remind me what I've always wanted to do, and also plan to do (or at least always dreaming/thought of doing).. Wish me luck! =)<br /><br />Now, back to more reading and watching (while being mesmerized/impressed in the process) like all of us do~<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></div></div>KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-4732742016089341702008-10-15T19:01:00.013+08:002008-10-16T01:24:25.039+08:00The Silver Hourglass (Prelude)A long time ago in a place you'll never know...<br /><br />There was a place called La Gaea, a land filled with lush greenery, cloudy blue skies, and peaceful air filled with the enticing chirps of wild birds (picture your version of a tropical paradise =D). The legend that lived among the inhabitants of this heavenly place are about six mythical creatures. Ordinarily, they are a gang of animals which consists of a monkey, a cat, an owl, a dog, a polar bear and an ant. Let us begin with a little introduction of these uncanny heroes..<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlPVwDXEW00lvwCfYTNOX6UvZhpj2BJEsvTlL4_WlP9RrC3scoP56MBlU_vfjWB4NvR09XUzrgFa7QQcVIDevF51OXZBlja2kGr7jiDXwW4bj2aatj5lVFjjfEjSccBZhvMQcqpzYJkYKD/s1600-h/16156785_500.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlPVwDXEW00lvwCfYTNOX6UvZhpj2BJEsvTlL4_WlP9RrC3scoP56MBlU_vfjWB4NvR09XUzrgFa7QQcVIDevF51OXZBlja2kGr7jiDXwW4bj2aatj5lVFjjfEjSccBZhvMQcqpzYJkYKD/s320/16156785_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257345329396631602" border="0" /></a>This is Maybelle, the insomniac dog which is the Jill-of-all-trades in the gang. As the only female animal in the entourage, she's like an unpolished gem seeking for perfection in her life. Her passion for her duty as border guard of the land made her very responsible. Thus her motto was none other than.. "Duty calls!"<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi06YsKoHS5I9EZrZXql13Y-crj1yTiJmUNjRR62GZa27DrA5wcfBB1YSt13TwVQm0wWFhTx0JG0cBCUlcvIGnitPpLURpaRTUajarz1GKGtoQhHr__EK3w2fv2Y5qO6cW28hjiJrfRtL-W/s1600-h/KingEtemon.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi06YsKoHS5I9EZrZXql13Y-crj1yTiJmUNjRR62GZa27DrA5wcfBB1YSt13TwVQm0wWFhTx0JG0cBCUlcvIGnitPpLURpaRTUajarz1GKGtoQhHr__EK3w2fv2Y5qO6cW28hjiJrfRtL-W/s320/KingEtemon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257349954188172850" border="0" /></a>Next is Saru-man, the monkey that has always been the charming one. Attractive, gentle, care-free and a genius in disguise, he's the star of the gang despite being passively calm and modest at most times. Lavish as he may seem, he ironically tries to keep a low profile.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf-jLRApQqK3vIdFM3ZSibQmn1tajZC8MyOmOTWdwvwfMSeFhc8WxNiMY_HMjz0snE5_vORaxDxypCxD2ZxVv23sxI6p7pnR4j7XQ4GAnfrzmVQRzYnaO4npge4XtgGOUxi4Yz21qnoH_D/s1600-h/Gatomon-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf-jLRApQqK3vIdFM3ZSibQmn1tajZC8MyOmOTWdwvwfMSeFhc8WxNiMY_HMjz0snE5_vORaxDxypCxD2ZxVv23sxI6p7pnR4j7XQ4GAnfrzmVQRzYnaO4npge4XtgGOUxi4Yz21qnoH_D/s320/Gatomon-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257350467791904098" border="0" /></a>Wilneko, is the cheerful cat and a friend of all. With a sweet smile stuck to his face, he brings about joy where ever he goes and hardly has any reason not to talk or even frown. He keeps the gang lively with his daily mischief. One should not underestimate this cat as he's both a blessing and a menace if provoked.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBND8eyi8QSDXjc4BpRuJHLgwnlyjGC6tEoPR2Wk59GV2Cbqc0_a4Fl_Ni75CcEm52I8z4vIAV7AsvcM9jmoMiB5ra5m4-XNAS7WQoiFS6lBOm8gTOFibR66-lGXRW4Xrw-ffFTOcfjQAg/s1600-h/Noctowl.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBND8eyi8QSDXjc4BpRuJHLgwnlyjGC6tEoPR2Wk59GV2Cbqc0_a4Fl_Ni75CcEm52I8z4vIAV7AsvcM9jmoMiB5ra5m4-XNAS7WQoiFS6lBOm8gTOFibR66-lGXRW4Xrw-ffFTOcfjQAg/s320/Noctowl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257352347723907154" border="0" /></a><span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry">Oshea </span>, an owl whose intellect surpassed all beings and is so wise that he could appear human. A cool bird with a life filled with mystery, he excels in being sarcastic and occasionally becomes the Mr-know-it-all of the gang.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipqbk3zIP_ZcqTLTJO-K0T3hUyqJstaVD0XNNFAzV0crch3KKcLdoVDC8FaSPJkn7MgRzZto8WmNh5QwToyfBR5Vsu5X47DNp4nFE8q4Ec9_BH93mcBmtM5E6HOdHbRjuE5nMEnceg3GzB/s1600-h/Iorek+Byrnison.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipqbk3zIP_ZcqTLTJO-K0T3hUyqJstaVD0XNNFAzV0crch3KKcLdoVDC8FaSPJkn7MgRzZto8WmNh5QwToyfBR5Vsu5X47DNp4nFE8q4Ec9_BH93mcBmtM5E6HOdHbRjuE5nMEnceg3GzB/s320/Iorek+Byrnison.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257355290467296754" border="0" /></a>Shiraz the polar bear, being the largest animal among them is protective, inquisitive yet careless in making decisions. Even though he's the youngest male in the gang, he indirectly becomes the leader with much support from his fellow friends. Tough as steel as he may seem on the outside, his heart is as frail as glass. His potential would not have been unleashed if it wasn't for maintaining peace in the land.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5wj2OWt1WbNlEMUkRIBlDV24v2xaYcSU_0V7ct_UFJH2bM3UJgcodDblRW8x2m4Trb6om926GyY__X9b_dbTCwAHxcVVplHbRUKgpfSBE0X21WBMCGxvGrzKBBmB4awtt_biVORWdVnKJ/s1600-h/AntMan-Armor-Legs.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5wj2OWt1WbNlEMUkRIBlDV24v2xaYcSU_0V7ct_UFJH2bM3UJgcodDblRW8x2m4Trb6om926GyY__X9b_dbTCwAHxcVVplHbRUKgpfSBE0X21WBMCGxvGrzKBBmB4awtt_biVORWdVnKJ/s320/AntMan-Armor-Legs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257356920506091474" border="0" /></a>What about this guy? Wait for it!!<br />Till next time, signing off for now~<br /><br />(Picture credits go to Google.com ^^)KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-59252440720336347852008-10-14T01:34:00.009+08:002008-10-14T01:53:18.845+08:00Crumbling SpiritCurrent status:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4skBN0HfK2PoOh-KcMg0arSMzdZQ996GN3AyL_kpM6032yEcXq9eBfCNoXi8aTtX5iSiEyKb_f8oWCKqCS9bgoRcdbyE-fnZRUMxPiRvy5rnvU417rQIqpgnuKyLSomKNqV74jcYI9gcM/s1600-h/no_inspiration.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4skBN0HfK2PoOh-KcMg0arSMzdZQ996GN3AyL_kpM6032yEcXq9eBfCNoXi8aTtX5iSiEyKb_f8oWCKqCS9bgoRcdbyE-fnZRUMxPiRvy5rnvU417rQIqpgnuKyLSomKNqV74jcYI9gcM/s320/no_inspiration.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256694367883607378" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">No inspiration..<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTAazc7B_v5Nr04eLVo-XGxVxyOekhW83IsW16YcF5gC_uNsIO-RHoZWwD4nOmIYOCEtdeT_SM6Y5OP44ugCqEUXWuU4cgzuRRIagrr1Njug7t7QwHyfKKtjgs3E9MqP7JKlt35cAvgmsw/s1600-h/ojsimpson.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTAazc7B_v5Nr04eLVo-XGxVxyOekhW83IsW16YcF5gC_uNsIO-RHoZWwD4nOmIYOCEtdeT_SM6Y5OP44ugCqEUXWuU4cgzuRRIagrr1Njug7t7QwHyfKKtjgs3E9MqP7JKlt35cAvgmsw/s320/ojsimpson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256694530638990882" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Head filled with lotsa "dunno"s..<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">And I have finally succumbed to being this...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxzsofQkjUZhjK1jfdPVrLg-bMWsl_ASabv-QXxlA1BS268KFntenRTh3qw7DvHA-Sjl3CpQYM_tH2j9SQm6lyxc_lsiDIzv7EheHZHCwcfoCjRxKMP43HLxVAWL44Fl8HWIQZN0wHYziY/s1600-h/emo_cow.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxzsofQkjUZhjK1jfdPVrLg-bMWsl_ASabv-QXxlA1BS268KFntenRTh3qw7DvHA-Sjl3CpQYM_tH2j9SQm6lyxc_lsiDIzv7EheHZHCwcfoCjRxKMP43HLxVAWL44Fl8HWIQZN0wHYziY/s320/emo_cow.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256694796209624610" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Emo..</span></div></div></div><br />And what I seriously need at the moment...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3eRtBlXDGlGSFC2XMVn2ODdY6OdQUtt6BylOIfM9e6_9-6Yt2wrkF3yP5AfwCdjPBgBkZU_-S8rXGwOJdqGFH_6wL8rDDby7tqSY8bX8SQWLbSiwmPO56yLw2RcVsgW81jtz8RdYJ4JrR/s1600-h/hugs_05.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3eRtBlXDGlGSFC2XMVn2ODdY6OdQUtt6BylOIfM9e6_9-6Yt2wrkF3yP5AfwCdjPBgBkZU_-S8rXGwOJdqGFH_6wL8rDDby7tqSY8bX8SQWLbSiwmPO56yLw2RcVsgW81jtz8RdYJ4JrR/s320/hugs_05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256697203583200482" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Free hugs anyone?<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span></span>Me being wishful, haha.. signing off~<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></div></div>KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566969170121114132.post-80966335097445203382008-10-07T23:47:00.007+08:002008-10-08T00:50:37.825+08:00College Kid<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq5YI98x_UaJ2heQdW10OggN7KAQZIHli6szgpg0a9FXJTfi_Jr5ybFaF6Y8IOYvqrW08A3L201vYf7_3gWpGQF6GVxyM6oNHcsToVO_QHSg-OU3HhUtqV5HEQckgtov46u7PpEgS_Aacu/s1600-h/ade-macho.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq5YI98x_UaJ2heQdW10OggN7KAQZIHli6szgpg0a9FXJTfi_Jr5ybFaF6Y8IOYvqrW08A3L201vYf7_3gWpGQF6GVxyM6oNHcsToVO_QHSg-OU3HhUtqV5HEQckgtov46u7PpEgS_Aacu/s320/ade-macho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254453403440222754" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Macho? So what?<br /></span></div><br />It's rather sad to face the fact that as we grow up, we need to be more independent. Seems that it applies even more to guys, being independent, able to live through hardships alone. I wonder why we are made that way.. or the better question would be, why do we (as guys) have to live that way? Is it a norm set by our ancestors? The significance of this rule baffles me..<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpk3QU256el5NbB8Ovby4Vbc_oHpqNWRg7oRGDATrAVvZeEb-UD9JvVXDILDLYikOvjdtvKGYaVqjSxjQs3FDvIGD40ltDN__YBb4nakCzBlf8FL00aHWNwwxMma2ntSxv1yeQdyeqQxNI/s1600-h/guy+alone.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpk3QU256el5NbB8Ovby4Vbc_oHpqNWRg7oRGDATrAVvZeEb-UD9JvVXDILDLYikOvjdtvKGYaVqjSxjQs3FDvIGD40ltDN__YBb4nakCzBlf8FL00aHWNwwxMma2ntSxv1yeQdyeqQxNI/s320/guy+alone.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254453534836963778" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Is it a MUST for guys to settle any problems by themselves?</span><br /></div><br />This makes the dream of being a child again so tempting. Going back to high school again seems to be so fun right now compared to the time when I actually should be attending. When college seems like a luxury then, it's part hell now! So very the ironic, haha..<br /><br />Ah, well as I'm used to this stick-to-friend thing, the days of college life ain't so fine and dandy anymore. And what shall I resort to.. (any advice?) Hm.. Check <a href="http://www.thelifechangecoach.blogspot.com/">this</a> out for those experiencing the same thing =)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJr2o37bnzCeGD1hYCiKscJ2eAlQPEba6xvgReVxR2alT8uCA4XfTFp5rMJwOyPf9tR3VXMdHgLf9VANJaSr9FmcHq3XE7GN37rBCDM4WPneHeVhPdoGrs71CfQnOwcIECDMYYVZ3W7rX4/s1600-h/best_friends_5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJr2o37bnzCeGD1hYCiKscJ2eAlQPEba6xvgReVxR2alT8uCA4XfTFp5rMJwOyPf9tR3VXMdHgLf9VANJaSr9FmcHq3XE7GN37rBCDM4WPneHeVhPdoGrs71CfQnOwcIECDMYYVZ3W7rX4/s320/best_friends_5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254453772679575970" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">How long can you hang on to a friend?<br /></span></div><br />Anyways, today me and my beloved buddies went for a movie after a long hiatus of going-out-for-fun. Watched Flight of the Living Dead, a horror movie which managed to end up with us laughing as we left the cinema. It's funny how horror movies tend to fail in being scary these days. Or is it just us being old enough to be able to see through all that acting? Explains why our parents always think horror movies are crappy XD<br /><br />The movie is not worth a review since I noticed a lot of "fake" stuff throughout the movie. At the very least it's not boring or a drag. All in all, a mild roller-coaster ride that wouldn't be fun without your friends around to laugh along with you =)<br /><br />Hm.. I've been planning to do some "gotong-royong" to tidy up the garden in front of my second home. Sadly, I can't seem to get myself up to do it in the morning =(<br /><br />Now I would like to pray it actually happens tomorrow! =P<br /><br />The house has been quite lately, probably due to the exam stress since finals is in less than a month's time. Life is so much better if exams never existed. With no competition, studying wouldn't be a hassle I suppose.<br /><br />"You wish!"<br />I'll have to remind myself about the rough reality that I'm living in.<br /><br />So much for another post, nothing much inspiring me these days. Even nothing picture worthy! Pity.. KeLv signs off for now~KeL VeeN C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/17020592551459621853noreply@blogger.com0