<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291</id><updated>2011-08-02T03:02:49.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B.B.B</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-2171587062086516552</id><published>2010-02-26T02:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T03:18:21.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYP</title><content type='html'>200 questionnaires.&lt;br /&gt;RM200+&lt;br /&gt;77 pages.&lt;br /&gt;15,888 words.&lt;br /&gt;5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an achievement I'm afraid to be proud of, due to the fact I had 7 weeks to do it but nevertheless left it until the very end, until when there's finally some pressure, some sense of urgency, that I'm forced to start work on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's an achievement simply because I've completed it on time. Miraculously. From the very start I wasn't very concerned about it because all these while in my uni years I've been able to complete a 5k words assignment in 1 day, therefore I was thinking: "10k words project shouldn't take me more than 3 days!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How very naive of me. swt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S4bKiSQfz-I/AAAAAAAAASY/f883fJfg0ic/s1600-h/P1060738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S4bKiSQfz-I/AAAAAAAAASY/f883fJfg0ic/s400/P1060738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442259890089218018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;reading a sample copy trying to understand why is it like it is. WHY??? @@"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only until I've started working on it that I realised how different it was compared  to all my previous assignments. Well to be it bluntly I used to bullshit  (successfully) through my previous assignments, with few hours preparation  of searching for information and reference sources, and then 1 day of  bull-rushing, it'd be completed. English too geng edy u see =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this final year project of mine was a different kind of beast. Utterly different. I underestimated the time needed to get the questionnaires all filled up and recollected, misunderstood certain chapters hence wasted time needing to figure it out, and the most serious part was I've underestimated the time needed to analyze the data collected, which was the part that took up most of my time, 3 full days specifically, despite accounting only for 3k words of the whole assignment. I ended up with 7.5k words for this one single chapter wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S4bKiicmH4I/AAAAAAAAASg/DXb0MLHumIU/s1600-h/P1060794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S4bKiicmH4I/AAAAAAAAASg/DXb0MLHumIU/s400/P1060794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442259894434930562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dining-table converted into my workstation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S4bKjFEvpGI/AAAAAAAAASo/CabWz-9v6aU/s1600-h/P1060792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S4bKjFEvpGI/AAAAAAAAASo/CabWz-9v6aU/s400/P1060792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442259903730132066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with snowman-milo for companion on my lonely nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The project was due on Friday 5th of February, due time was 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;I finished it on Thursday 4th of February, 6pm. Rushed to Wangsa Melawati (the place where I stayed for most of my lives). Handed it to a photocopy specialist I sourced from the internet, and the worker there said the special hard-cover-thesis-binding can be completed EARLIEST on Friday 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;Which was like 1 hour before my due time. And it was the estimated EARLIEST possible time wtf. I was like, WTF???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there were no choice because that place was the fastest I've found, hence I've just handed the original copy over, pleaded them to be swift and fast with their responsibilities wtf, and then went back home and hoped for the best. Another sleepless night on top of the many previous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, my prayers was answered and by 345pm the other day, the worker from the shop called telling me my 2 copies of thesis was done. Anxiously but at the same time excitedly, I hurried to the shop from my house, picked up my stuffs, rushed back to HELP within 40 minutes, reaching there around 4:45pm, and then successfully passing up my FYP on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew. A big fucking PHEW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S4bLtT8m8VI/AAAAAAAAASw/eQm0rM7gkG8/s1600-h/P1060850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S4bLtT8m8VI/AAAAAAAAASw/eQm0rM7gkG8/s400/P1060850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442261179032858962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my room during the last 2 days of the rushing period&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would never forget the period when I was rushing the project, that particular period when I was repeatedly analyzing 29-fucking-questions INDIVIDUALLY and coming up with elaborations for each and every fucking one of it. CRAZY I TELL YOU -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I wouldn't wanna forget most was the feeling, when the whole thing was finally completed. Finished. The End-ed.&lt;br /&gt;It was indescribable, the feel of satisfaction, the sense of accomplishment, to finally complete such an difficult task, and to a further extent, to complete the last task required for my tertiary education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The presentation that I needed to do on the following Monday was a piece of cake compared to this. And after all's done and dusted, I said to myself, "Is this all?"&lt;br /&gt;A sense of disbelief overwhelmed me as I was left nothing else to do except for results waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What~E~Ver~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still a long road ahead of me, and I long for new challenges like these to keep my hunger for accomplishment satisfied. Yes I'm being serious when I say I like more of these plz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what Admiral Farragut used to yelled in the face of danger, "FULL SPEED AHEAD!" XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-2171587062086516552?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/2171587062086516552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=2171587062086516552&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/2171587062086516552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/2171587062086516552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2010/02/fyp.html' title='FYP'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S4bKiSQfz-I/AAAAAAAAASY/f883fJfg0ic/s72-c/P1060738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-1838968191227693138</id><published>2010-02-22T13:46:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T16:03:31.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Papaya's 22</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S4IhLTQaqSI/AAAAAAAAARo/_oGKU8CPvls/s1600-h/P1060880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S4IhLTQaqSI/AAAAAAAAARo/_oGKU8CPvls/s400/P1060880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440947777848387874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Here's the b'day post I was forced to promised to write~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Dear Janice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I first saw you when I was 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I became friends with you when I was 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I fell in love with you when I was 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Things didn't work out but we then became bestest friends for more than 5 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Today, you finally turned an elderly old age of 22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;How time flies right? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;There was a time when I used to write love letters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S4IhMBseFmI/AAAAAAAAAR4/vFeUIOrsK1Y/s1600-h/P1060995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S4IhMBseFmI/AAAAAAAAAR4/vFeUIOrsK1Y/s400/P1060995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440947790314083938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;used to use your nick as my password&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S4IhMfUqz8I/AAAAAAAAASA/U1BBAOIGhI0/s1600-h/passwordpapaya.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S4IhMfUqz8I/AAAAAAAAASA/U1BBAOIGhI0/s400/passwordpapaya.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440947798267318210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;used to bring along this lucky crystal-stone-thingy of yours wherever I went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S4I11ZfEq2I/AAAAAAAAASI/4JPsIR71jgc/s1600-h/P1070103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S4I11ZfEq2I/AAAAAAAAASI/4JPsIR71jgc/s400/P1070103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440970491307535202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;and (still) have my only soft toy on my bed with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S4IhL1vfI7I/AAAAAAAAARw/I2tueFBncME/s1600-h/P1060907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S4IhL1vfI7I/AAAAAAAAARw/I2tueFBncME/s400/P1060907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440947787105510322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Without a doubt, you will always be the one that got away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;and the fact that you're the ugly duckling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;*never ugly la in my eyes but juz a metaphor k =P* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;turned beautiful swan makes it even more sour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;*lol green envy monster inside surface its head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;But but but,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I wouldn't change it one bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Looking at how happy you've became over these years, how grown up and how you've matured (albeit very slowly), and how you've finally settled down love-wise, is the best answer to the dreaded "What if?" question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;So everything is ideally in place, all that's left is to do is the obligatory wishes of all the best, be healthy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;lose some fat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; dun fall sick you weakling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; do some exercise plz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;, and be happy with a smile on your chubby face always =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Happy Birthday drunkard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S4I3F2mtXyI/AAAAAAAAASQ/c7lo28e3LrU/s1600-h/P1070062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S4I3F2mtXyI/AAAAAAAAASQ/c7lo28e3LrU/s400/P1070062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440971873513725730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;the only photo u took wif me during ur bday. drunk, eyes closed, head pointing downwards, and fugly as f*ck.&lt;br /&gt;-__-" u seriously dun like to take pictures wif me hor zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;B~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-1838968191227693138?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/1838968191227693138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=1838968191227693138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/1838968191227693138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/1838968191227693138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2010/02/princess-papayas-22.html' title='Princess Papaya&apos;s 22'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S4IhLTQaqSI/AAAAAAAAARo/_oGKU8CPvls/s72-c/P1060880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-4516728420637982217</id><published>2010-02-14T01:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T01:43:40.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twinkle Twinkle Little Stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Chinese New Year&lt;br /&gt;The skies are filled with fireworks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Valentine's Day&lt;br /&gt;The air is filled with love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like stars in the skies&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks light up the horizon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;Lovers watched in awe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks and Love&lt;br /&gt;What a marvelous combination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S3bgoR1-iNI/AAAAAAAAARY/xCZ2vO6POSU/s1600-h/P1060924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S3bgoR1-iNI/AAAAAAAAARY/xCZ2vO6POSU/s400/P1060924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437780582685640914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;insufficient stars, swt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy CNY to everyone~&lt;br /&gt;and Happy Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt; to anyone in love~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I♥U =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-4516728420637982217?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/4516728420637982217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=4516728420637982217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/4516728420637982217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/4516728420637982217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2010/02/twinkle-twinkle-little-stars.html' title='Twinkle Twinkle Little Stars'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S3bgoR1-iNI/AAAAAAAAARY/xCZ2vO6POSU/s72-c/P1060924.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-4903026042237871481</id><published>2010-01-31T14:22:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T22:23:55.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wasn't forgotten!</title><content type='html'>Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S2UiA5e1qUI/AAAAAAAAARA/TCZK61lpV1c/s1600-h/P1060740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S2UiA5e1qUI/AAAAAAAAARA/TCZK61lpV1c/s400/P1060740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432785924317882690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They remember me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They who you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S2UiBsG_KYI/AAAAAAAAARI/yjAjc9di02I/s1600-h/P1060741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S2UiBsG_KYI/AAAAAAAAARI/yjAjc9di02I/s400/P1060741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432785937908050306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They means the gym which I had membership with =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... it's been dunno how many months since I last went there for workouts. maybe half a year. or more. swt.&lt;br /&gt;and last I remembered, the last visit I went there it was still called CALIFORNIA FITNESS, with the huge Jackie Chan poster outside as their ambassador in Midvalley. Remember or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's called CELEBRITY FITNESS. swt.&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing California Fitness went bankrupt or something and Celebrity took over hmm whatever la I still got my membership although they've changed owner and management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S2UiCQQXiCI/AAAAAAAAARQ/UQPrY8sqmuo/s1600-h/P1060742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S2UiCQQXiCI/AAAAAAAAARQ/UQPrY8sqmuo/s400/P1060742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432785947611072546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's valid through October of 2012!&lt;br /&gt;which is like 3 more years to go buahaha XD I'm happy I dunno why lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna pay a visit to the gym soon when I'm done busying my argh-signment &lt;=\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-4903026042237871481?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/4903026042237871481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=4903026042237871481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/4903026042237871481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/4903026042237871481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-wasnt-forgotten.html' title='I wasn&apos;t forgotten!'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S2UiA5e1qUI/AAAAAAAAARA/TCZK61lpV1c/s72-c/P1060740.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-1646839008700597192</id><published>2010-01-30T00:02:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T00:25:47.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mommy~</title><content type='html'>It's my mommy's bday 2day~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well she's been getting really emo and grumpy of late due to stress at work, hope that she relax abit and grow up! stop acting like a child under certain situations! sometimes she makes me think that I'm way older and more matured than her due to her short temper, emo-ness, and lack of common sense SWT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and her constant nagging!!!&lt;br /&gt;and her random bear hugs @@" behtahan~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S2MIgXP2ucI/AAAAAAAAAQw/wH8Au_J4NZQ/s1600-h/P1020820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S2MIgXP2ucI/AAAAAAAAAQw/wH8Au_J4NZQ/s400/P1020820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432194927628302786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;urgh, that's a bit too tight mom X(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite those annoying things that she does,&lt;br /&gt;I still know she loves me very much.&lt;br /&gt;always gets me anything I ask for since I was a little boy.&lt;br /&gt;I wan to eat mentos, she bought me and let me eat until I kena asthma.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted a bicycle upgrade when I was still a kid riding the three-wheelies, she went and bought me the bestest bike available.&lt;br /&gt;I wan a pair of jogging shoes, she went and bought me the best and most expensive pair.&lt;br /&gt;I wan phone she went and and got me one immediately.&lt;br /&gt;and those bearhugs! yes they annoy me but I still like them =D I think I grew up becoming a cuddly guy is all because of my cuddly mommy lol&lt;br /&gt;she not that good in showing her feelings, so she does it her own way for showing her love to me, and yes after so many years being her son I do get what she wants to express although sometimes she does it so damn weirdly swt&lt;br /&gt;and ANNOYING! oh it's that word again XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she's turning 55 today~&lt;br /&gt;can take out all her EPF to enjoy life edy lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish her a happy, and I really mean HAPPY days in the coming years... no more emo-ness and no more nagging me -.-&lt;br /&gt;and share me some of her EPF money~ lalala XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday mommy, I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S2MI6dBb5uI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/81f_MTuYtB8/s1600-h/P1060141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S2MI6dBb5uI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/81f_MTuYtB8/s400/P1060141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432195375855036130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cute mommy =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-1646839008700597192?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/1646839008700597192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=1646839008700597192&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/1646839008700597192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/1646839008700597192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-mommy.html' title='Happy Birthday Mommy~'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S2MIgXP2ucI/AAAAAAAAAQw/wH8Au_J4NZQ/s72-c/P1020820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-3170855124946759834</id><published>2010-01-21T23:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T01:32:32.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Premature #2</title><content type='html'>Well, the thing is, I've been jumping to conclusions too harshly recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why there's the need to clarify things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things such as why there is a need for the modification of my previous "Premature" post #1, as it no longer serve its purpose anymore, hence is inappropriate to be shown in its original version to the masses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And things like, urm, decision should always be made under a clear mind, not when in anger or frustration, as these emo-ness often cloud logical thinking and leads to irreversible consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consequences like losing your loved one?&lt;br /&gt;Over some small stuffs, some insignificant arguements?&lt;br /&gt;Hrm that's some food for thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls, they're an emo bunch. Why ar? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me as I seem to be stereotyping people, but it annoys me to no ends when I see the fairer sex erupting over some non-substantial issues, or self-imposing curfew into a self-made cocoon while under pressure, or even choosing the easy route out of an problem by just simply giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving up.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I don't particularly like this attribute.&lt;br /&gt;Me myself is the type where giving up is not an option, and fight-til-the-end is usual how I do stuffs. Too much testosterone I guess XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright back to the topic, yes I hate people giving up, and yes, decision should be made after thorough consideration.&lt;br /&gt;One is my personal preference and the other is pure common sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to both of these, my life of late has been consisting of all sorts of premature incidents.&lt;br /&gt;Premature starts. Premature decisions. Premature endings. And yes, Premature blog posts that appeared way too early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grow up already I say, what do you expect from a man turning 23 this coming march @@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm not thinking straight anymore, time to sign off yet another emo post Wohoo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-3170855124946759834?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/3170855124946759834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=3170855124946759834&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/3170855124946759834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/3170855124946759834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2010/01/premature-2.html' title='Premature #2'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-4067332289914286776</id><published>2010-01-11T23:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T01:32:43.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Premature</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;started with a spark,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fueled by foolish naivety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over the horizon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expectations were lurking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when love was going to take over,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a void appeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the rabbit hole Alice fell into,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything started to crumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flushed by empty promises,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our flame of lust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended with a fizz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S0tOXcn6y7I/AAAAAAAAAQg/TCsUv08UnTg/s1600-h/Candle_by_BaselMahmoud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S0tOXcn6y7I/AAAAAAAAAQg/TCsUv08UnTg/s400/Candle_by_BaselMahmoud.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425516340825476018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN&lt;br /&gt;I WOKE UP FROM THIS NIGHTMARE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*wtf is wrong. this post has been published then hidden then published once again due to certain lousy reasons fml&lt;/span&gt;* *&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;here we go again lol XD*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-4067332289914286776?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/4067332289914286776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=4067332289914286776&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/4067332289914286776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/4067332289914286776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2010/01/premature.html' title='Premature'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/S0tOXcn6y7I/AAAAAAAAAQg/TCsUv08UnTg/s72-c/Candle_by_BaselMahmoud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-7661917510162354030</id><published>2009-08-24T02:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T02:57:18.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SpGPS1sX5II/AAAAAAAAAQY/hLBx3v8d6mM/s1600-h/128980322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SpGPS1sX5II/AAAAAAAAAQY/hLBx3v8d6mM/s400/128980322.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373233384243324034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A knight in shining armour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damsel in distress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fairy tales aren't suppose to be like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-7661917510162354030?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/7661917510162354030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=7661917510162354030&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/7661917510162354030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/7661917510162354030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2009/08/when.html' title='When?'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SpGPS1sX5II/AAAAAAAAAQY/hLBx3v8d6mM/s72-c/128980322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-4209732275720638307</id><published>2009-06-28T03:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T03:39:21.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F*cking Hilarious</title><content type='html'>This brings tears to my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TtJRNyPK-lc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TtJRNyPK-lc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure pwnage OMFGGGGGGGGG XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw R.I.P MJ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-4209732275720638307?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/4209732275720638307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=4209732275720638307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/4209732275720638307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/4209732275720638307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2009/06/fcking-hilarious.html' title='F*cking Hilarious'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-4458965940813647516</id><published>2009-06-08T13:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T13:35:34.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitty Kat</title><content type='html'>I was having my breakfast today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I suddenly felt there's something under the table touching my leg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down I looked, and there she was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SiyhAAbb2vI/AAAAAAAAAP8/_VuqbPkbwR0/s1600-h/08062009203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SiyhAAbb2vI/AAAAAAAAAP8/_VuqbPkbwR0/s400/08062009203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344823879269079794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D cute kitty playing with my leg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SiyhASh4OGI/AAAAAAAAAQE/-IdycVZ9184/s1600-h/08062009201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SiyhASh4OGI/AAAAAAAAAQE/-IdycVZ9184/s400/08062009201.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344823884127942754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheeky kitty :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to concentrate on my studies lo!!!! 2molo exam edy WTF!!! GOGOGO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-4458965940813647516?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/4458965940813647516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=4458965940813647516&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/4458965940813647516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/4458965940813647516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2009/06/kitty-kat.html' title='Kitty Kat'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SiyhAAbb2vI/AAAAAAAAAP8/_VuqbPkbwR0/s72-c/08062009203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-5011658763491022549</id><published>2009-06-06T21:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T02:33:14.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasar pagi</title><content type='html'>This morning I went to the wet market aka. pasar in Sri Rampai.&lt;br /&gt;Sri Rampai is the area where I spent most of my childhood living in, and this particular pasar pagi I used to visit every sunday when I was a kid together with my mom and dad for buying groceries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it so happens that grandma who stays there ordered us (LOL ordered XD) to go her place to drink some 药材汤 she prepared for us.&lt;br /&gt;So we went there, had breakfast nearby grandma's house eating my favorite 猪肉丸粉.&lt;br /&gt;Then after breakfast we went to the pasar, to buy some vege and some stuffs for cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, it has been like at least 6 to 10 years since I last went to this pasar edy =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one visit to this place which used to be so familiar to me, and hasn't changed a bit which I realised after been there once again today, that it occurred to me that how how how I missed my childhood T.T~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's how it looks like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip0XHPictI/AAAAAAAAANs/dy5cmBT16po/s1600-h/06062009103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip0XHPictI/AAAAAAAAANs/dy5cmBT16po/s400/06062009103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344211848258548434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful isn't it? how there's elderly people on bicycles with baskets of groceries =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip0XbMaAUI/AAAAAAAAAN0/94lHyu3Rxrs/s1600-h/06062009104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip0XbMaAUI/AAAAAAAAAN0/94lHyu3Rxrs/s400/06062009104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344211853614121282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a one straight line of a street the pasar, with those trees hovering above it which I love so much~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip0XvkRCAI/AAAAAAAAAN8/DtnaXAEgMEo/s1600-h/06062009106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip0XvkRCAI/AAAAAAAAAN8/DtnaXAEgMEo/s400/06062009106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344211859082905602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip0X88c3HI/AAAAAAAAAOE/c4rRNuG_Yw4/s1600-h/06062009107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip0X88c3HI/AAAAAAAAAOE/c4rRNuG_Yw4/s400/06062009107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344211862674005106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a vege seller store.&lt;br /&gt;When I was a little boy, and I really mean a LITTLE 7, 8 year old boy, I used to curi those long beans they sell to use as playthings XD&lt;br /&gt;You know, long beans are stacked together in one whole big bunch, and when I was a short lil boy I could barely show my head above the table they put their vege on. So I used to just pulled one  long strand of the long beans when the seller isn't looking, and that single strand of long bean I would used as a "whip" or just something to spin around while I was following my parents boringly around the pasar... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip0YPiLgVI/AAAAAAAAAOM/V6W1UfFk1W0/s1600-h/06062009108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip0YPiLgVI/AAAAAAAAAOM/V6W1UfFk1W0/s400/06062009108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344211867664089426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Pak who sells us fresh nice 白鲳, but he's a little discriminative cause he sells those bad, not-so-fresh stock only to the Malays, not to Chinese =\&lt;br /&gt;I like him tho XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip27lRDdZI/AAAAAAAAAOU/KxxNpIsl1do/s1600-h/06062009110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip27lRDdZI/AAAAAAAAAOU/KxxNpIsl1do/s400/06062009110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344214673816515986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and sis walking in front of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip277PXpNI/AAAAAAAAAOc/hsB3fOP8iPQ/s1600-h/06062009111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip277PXpNI/AAAAAAAAAOc/hsB3fOP8iPQ/s400/06062009111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344214679715030226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad choosing vege =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip28N5zSRI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ACIZkWYVj7I/s1600-h/06062009112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip28N5zSRI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ACIZkWYVj7I/s400/06062009112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344214684724840722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuffs I don't particularly like to eat =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip28XDPotI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Y2LqSdD-H_U/s1600-h/06062009113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip28XDPotI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Y2LqSdD-H_U/s400/06062009113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344214687180366546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Shop~&lt;br /&gt;bought 4 pieces of chicken thigh+drumstick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip28qbor6I/AAAAAAAAAO0/e1bWOBaoAyg/s1600-h/06062009114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip28qbor6I/AAAAAAAAAO0/e1bWOBaoAyg/s400/06062009114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344214692382945186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoodie mom who's half vampire and would melt under direct sunlight -_-"&lt;br /&gt;she really hates the sun swt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip4HmAxA-I/AAAAAAAAAO8/zA_ExxrGHdI/s1600-h/06062009115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip4HmAxA-I/AAAAAAAAAO8/zA_ExxrGHdI/s400/06062009115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344215979686691810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another sad looking bunch of 白鲳 laying on the ground... "plz dun eat miii... T.T" - fishies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip4HwfpG2I/AAAAAAAAAPE/YiCsdP_OvWc/s1600-h/06062009116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip4HwfpG2I/AAAAAAAAAPE/YiCsdP_OvWc/s400/06062009116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344215982500551522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly~ The forbidden secret area of any Pasar~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip4H1paXWI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cHjqo9FR4zI/s1600-h/06062009117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip4H1paXWI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cHjqo9FR4zI/s400/06062009117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344215983883705698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pork Store XD&lt;br /&gt;It is located in the back alley, where it can't be seen by people walking on the main street. People need to travel through a secret route to reach it, hence it's the most exclusive store of the whole pasar~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip4IPOTEOI/AAAAAAAAAPU/IK4YoeEcRAo/s1600-h/06062009118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip4IPOTEOI/AAAAAAAAAPU/IK4YoeEcRAo/s400/06062009118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344215990749303010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad choosing some yummy daging babi =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip4IZ4ObfI/AAAAAAAAAPc/rRdo8K2n3o8/s1600-h/06062009119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip4IZ4ObfI/AAAAAAAAAPc/rRdo8K2n3o8/s400/06062009119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344215993609514482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's ribs and.. liver.. I guess XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip6J4rrD-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/uMxAa3PkiKk/s1600-h/06062009120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip6J4rrD-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/uMxAa3PkiKk/s400/06062009120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344218218081488866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's sharpening the giant knife.. the scraping noise so nice BUAHAHAHA &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*crazy killer laugh XD*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip6KryDtFI/AAAAAAAAAP0/86VU_cS1U8U/s1600-h/06062009123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip6KryDtFI/AAAAAAAAAP0/86VU_cS1U8U/s400/06062009123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344218231798477906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the uncle with the apron on, there's many of them on the street so cute =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip6KMSrgXI/AAAAAAAAAPs/oLABnvHdCYU/s1600-h/06062009121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip6KMSrgXI/AAAAAAAAAPs/oLABnvHdCYU/s400/06062009121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344218223345369458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking back after finished buying all needed stuffs~&lt;br /&gt;返屋企-ing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this place so much~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw I have a new handphone, and this blog entry shows why I had craved for a phone with a good camera for a long long time...&lt;br /&gt;My previous HTC was hopeless in terms of taking pics, but now I have my new phone with its capable camera, I can take down images I encounter in my everyday life without needing to worry about the pics coming out like shit ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today, more about my new phone on my next post~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-5011658763491022549?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/5011658763491022549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=5011658763491022549&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/5011658763491022549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/5011658763491022549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2009/06/pasar-pagi.html' title='Pasar pagi'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sip0XHPictI/AAAAAAAAANs/dy5cmBT16po/s72-c/06062009103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-8549358425673222338</id><published>2009-05-31T02:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T12:15:12.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Brave =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Love is a gamble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;It involves great risks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;But great risks brings great rewards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;and love is exactly like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;You may win or you may lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;but if you don't give everything every time you love, then what is the point?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Giving everything may result in losing a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;but if all goes well, you could have the whole world in exchange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Don't be afraid to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;or else you may risk missing out on everything you hold dear to your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;At the very least, that's what I believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;like you said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Be brave =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SiLSDaVZ2lI/AAAAAAAAANM/QkLvNLYVfRU/s1600-h/57f06ba3adf9ffb5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SiLSDaVZ2lI/AAAAAAAAANM/QkLvNLYVfRU/s400/57f06ba3adf9ffb5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342063064065366610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;what I'm trying to say is, just go for it =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-8549358425673222338?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/8549358425673222338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=8549358425673222338&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/8549358425673222338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/8549358425673222338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2009/05/be-brave.html' title='Be Brave =)'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SiLSDaVZ2lI/AAAAAAAAANM/QkLvNLYVfRU/s72-c/57f06ba3adf9ffb5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-7365429460525130903</id><published>2009-05-31T00:48:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T10:42:00.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF IS THIS</title><content type='html'>Today while I was having dinner with my family, suddenly a huge bulge appeared out of nowhere on my left hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like, one minute there was nothing, then the other minute it just appeared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bulge is sized like a 10 sen coin, popping out like a f*cking gigantic pimple shit -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't hurt, is not painful, not itchy.&lt;br /&gt;I can press it push it move it scratch it do all sort of things to it but it still feels the same like any other part of my hand, nothing especially painful or weird feeling about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's still there!!!&lt;br /&gt;Poking out... being a standout among other parts of my hand... staring at me.. WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG WTF IS THIS @@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SiFkpdDsSNI/AAAAAAAAAMk/4FpJ-Mi4kpw/s1600-h/P1040363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SiFkpdDsSNI/AAAAAAAAAMk/4FpJ-Mi4kpw/s400/P1040363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341661296375646418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SiFkqW9PJeI/AAAAAAAAANE/UEeEIifavjg/s1600-h/P10403662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SiFkqW9PJeI/AAAAAAAAANE/UEeEIifavjg/s400/P10403662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341661311917827554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SiFkqHJPXzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/B4RrzFlLcCY/s1600-h/P10403652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SiFkqHJPXzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/B4RrzFlLcCY/s400/P10403652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341661307673206578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SiFkp_vaYII/AAAAAAAAAM0/Y9WBq0dgsQ4/s1600-h/P1040368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SiFkp_vaYII/AAAAAAAAAM0/Y9WBq0dgsQ4/s400/P1040368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341661305685827714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SiFkpoyQqeI/AAAAAAAAAMs/9Cb-rTt--0Q/s1600-h/P1040367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SiFkpoyQqeI/AAAAAAAAAMs/9Cb-rTt--0Q/s400/P1040367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341661299523758562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last pic wtf so obvious/disgusting/Zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna see the doc if it doesn't disappear by itself in a day or two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling down cuz of this T.T&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forum.lowyat.net/topic/1047211"&gt;here's&lt;/a&gt; a forum topic I opened to inquire about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;latest update @4/6/09:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's a Ganglion -__-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"A &lt;b&gt;ganglion cyst&lt;/b&gt; (also known as a &lt;b&gt;bible bump&lt;/b&gt;) is a swelling that often appears on or around joints and tendons in the hand or foot. The size of the cyst can vary over time. It is most frequently located around the wrist and on the fingers. The term "Bible Bump" comes from a common urban legend that treatment by pounding on the cyst with a Bible or another large book occurred in the past."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Ganglion cysts are idiopathic, but presumably reflect a variation in normal joint or tendon sheath function. Cysts near joints are connected to the joint and the leading theory is that a type of check valve forms that allows fluid out of the joint, but not back in. The cyst contains clear fluid similar to, but thicker than normal synovial fluid. They are most often found around the wrist joint, especially at the scapho-lunate joint, which accounts for 80% of all ganglion cysts."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It says there that it's IDIOPATHIC, meaning that its actual causes are UNKNOWN in scientific terms, which kinda sucks -_-&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping for some definite answers, and this is all i got =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Settled it myself by hitting it with a hard cover book, as one of the methods mentioned to cure the thingy was exactly that... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SifSSND1u0I/AAAAAAAAANU/B3he2gd3pdg/s1600-h/P1040370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SifSSND1u0I/AAAAAAAAANU/B3he2gd3pdg/s400/P1040370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343470693083626306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the book, and the towel where I put my hand on for the "operation" XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SifStdvNd8I/AAAAAAAAANk/f5E360RrNig/s1600-h/P1040371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SifStdvNd8I/AAAAAAAAANk/f5E360RrNig/s400/P1040371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343471161416972226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bump disappeared after hitting it hard with the book~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-7365429460525130903?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/7365429460525130903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=7365429460525130903&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/7365429460525130903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/7365429460525130903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2009/05/wtf-is-this.html' title='WTF IS THIS'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SiFkpdDsSNI/AAAAAAAAAMk/4FpJ-Mi4kpw/s72-c/P1040363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-2718108470139261295</id><published>2009-05-29T18:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T18:14:47.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DotA Rehab</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been more than 1 month since I last played a Dota game.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not playing it at home anymore so my GGclient is redundant now.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel the urge anymore&lt;br /&gt;uninterested anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more time wasting on these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 6 years of indulgence in this,&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm done and over my Dota-playing addiction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A change for the good obviously =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sh-02Q9ydtI/AAAAAAAAAL0/pdB6Sfu_R4I/s1600-h/NO+TO+DOTA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sh-02Q9ydtI/AAAAAAAAAL0/pdB6Sfu_R4I/s400/NO+TO+DOTA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341186527444760274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Tak nak! Setiap tekan membawa padah" =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-2718108470139261295?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/2718108470139261295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=2718108470139261295&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/2718108470139261295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/2718108470139261295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2009/05/dota-rehab.html' title='DotA Rehab'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sh-02Q9ydtI/AAAAAAAAAL0/pdB6Sfu_R4I/s72-c/NO+TO+DOTA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-7692654668767252566</id><published>2009-05-28T16:01:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T16:37:08.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird day</title><content type='html'>Today was/is a weird day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technically Today started 12am midnight so....&lt;br /&gt;I was playing mahjong with my buds in my room from 12am til around 3am.&lt;br /&gt;Won RM10 in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then waited for Champions League Final to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched together with dad to see how ManUtd got outclassed and beated. sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reluctantly went to sleep at around 5am. Doesn't feel nice when your team lose, especially in the f*cking final wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alarm rang at 630am. Continued sleeping til 715am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reluctantly woke up and realised I'm so gonna be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washed up quickly and gone straight to uni, bypassing my usual morning 8am class breakfast place @ Jinjang cause no time for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sh5HYDaR2vI/AAAAAAAAALk/zka9AAYpjes/s1600-h/IMAG0351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sh5HYDaR2vI/AAAAAAAAALk/zka9AAYpjes/s400/IMAG0351.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340784686665947890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Morning sun and traffic congestion. Typical 8am commute =\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nice sun tho 2day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat breakfast at Wisma UOA opposite my uni, had fried mee/beehun hybrid and 1 fried egg yummy =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone into class 15 minutes late, lecturer had already given the first 3 exam tips wtf&lt;br /&gt;copied from nice nerdy guy sitting behind me after class finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class finished after Mr Ravi finished giving all 8 exam tips. Juz 1 hour after I entered the classroom door Zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove back home 930am morning wtf so early -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to bed slept until 11am when mom and dad quarreling sound outside woke me up wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out walked around like a zombie asking what the f*ck for 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dropped dead back onto my bed. Slept til 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed clothes. drove to my favorite hawker in front of Sg Mas @ Jln Ipoh for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;While finishing my Pork-ball noodle, realised was gonna be late. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove speedily (lol speedily I like that) to uni again. Went in 15 minutes late again for class.&lt;br /&gt;THEY WERE HAVING MOCK EXAM!!! how come no 1 inform me 1 wtf Zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrote 7 pages for 4 essay questions, all pure self-sourced intelligence aka. bullshit cuz I didn't study at all DUH&lt;br /&gt;Last to pass up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to bread shop and bought a piece of kaya bun. Consumed before arriving to my car down the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove speedily home once again and here I am blogging about my weird day! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuffs waiting to be done for the rest of the day:&lt;br /&gt;- Badminton with buds @ Selayang mall 5pm, swt juz realised why so soon now 420pm edy -_-&lt;br /&gt;- dinner&lt;br /&gt;- ???&lt;br /&gt;- Terminator Salvation @ Mid Valley 920pm YEA BABY~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sh5JQ-IzW8I/AAAAAAAAALs/PiGLDSW7GSA/s1600-h/P1040362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sh5JQ-IzW8I/AAAAAAAAALs/PiGLDSW7GSA/s400/P1040362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340786764014640066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tickets bought yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan signing out lalala =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-7692654668767252566?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/7692654668767252566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=7692654668767252566&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/7692654668767252566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/7692654668767252566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2009/05/weird-day.html' title='Weird day'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sh5HYDaR2vI/AAAAAAAAALk/zka9AAYpjes/s72-c/IMAG0351.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-2379824004662529926</id><published>2009-05-25T23:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T01:13:45.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left or Right?</title><content type='html'>I've just found out a weird thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seems to have their toolbar/gadgets/widgets or whatever you call them on the RIGHT SIDE of their blogs. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was something I suddenly realized after staring at my blog for a split second today, which was weird cause it just suddenly struck me how glaringly obvious it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was DIFFERENT. Something was standing out. Was special? I don't know &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;It just suddenly hit me, like me hitting a wall.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I panicked.&lt;br /&gt;I hastily opened a completely new browser window, pressed "Bookmarks", right-clicked my "blogs" folder and pressed "open all in tabs".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screened through all THIRTY THREE (33) of them.&lt;br /&gt;Mind you these are the blogs that I visit daily, and I found out there are only THREE (3) of them that have their toolbar/gadgets/wateverf*ck on the left side. &lt;a href="http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Me&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://jadegoh.blogspot.com/?zx=24bc0dcf7bf4be17"&gt;PY&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://april22childreborn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carol&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remaining 30 all have their stuffs on the right. 3 vs 30 wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smack-in-the-face type of feel =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was because I've been reading these blogs everyday and NOT reading/taking care of my own blog for a very long time, and it has already left the impression that blog toolbars on the right is the norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not until today.&lt;br /&gt;Not after I casually logged into my own blog like I do everyday, the Left and Right issue suddenly popped up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why on the right?&lt;br /&gt;Coincidence?&lt;br /&gt;Or is there a logical reasoning behind this phenomenon:&lt;br /&gt;being on the right is the optimum layout?&lt;br /&gt;makes it easier on the eyes?&lt;br /&gt;looks more attractive to people?&lt;br /&gt;provide orgasm while reading the blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno &gt;.&lt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I swap sides? =\ &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am I even bothering -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my moodget isn't working &gt;.&gt; fml?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-2379824004662529926?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/2379824004662529926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=2379824004662529926&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/2379824004662529926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/2379824004662529926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2009/05/left-or-right.html' title='Left or Right?'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-1837168637125978351</id><published>2009-05-08T00:45:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T01:03:07.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once upon a... recent time &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Watcha doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;kekeke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i'm doing nth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;swt swt swt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;jus lying down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;u doing ntg u dun wan to do ur hw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i got things to do eh i helping u do ur h&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &gt;:0 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;wat is this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;-_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;u ar.. spoilt edy la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;eee u so sayang me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;sayang oso cannot like dis 1 ma~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;y?&lt;br /&gt;say u wanna spoil me forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;u wan me to spoil u forever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i'll spoil you for as long as u love me lo k..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;fair deal :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;deal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;now starts my horrible life full of doing stuffs for u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;I love u so much &gt;3&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-1837168637125978351?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/1837168637125978351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=1837168637125978351&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/1837168637125978351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/1837168637125978351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-7314534485025935434</id><published>2009-04-13T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:33:01.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SeM-YFI9jMI/AAAAAAAAALc/0OppMTdJPTo/s1600-h/_MISSING_YOU__by_evol1314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SeM-YFI9jMI/AAAAAAAAALc/0OppMTdJPTo/s400/_MISSING_YOU__by_evol1314.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324167767899606210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a touch from being together&lt;br /&gt;a tear for being apart&lt;br /&gt;although you're not by my side&lt;br /&gt;you're always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;courtesy of evo1314 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-7314534485025935434?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/7314534485025935434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=7314534485025935434&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/7314534485025935434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/7314534485025935434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2009/04/missing-you.html' title='Missing You'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SeM-YFI9jMI/AAAAAAAAALc/0OppMTdJPTo/s72-c/_MISSING_YOU__by_evol1314.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-3398828838307319523</id><published>2009-03-14T17:15:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T18:16:43.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Flower &gt;:O</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sbt1-J-JbLI/AAAAAAAAALM/l7vtlL-6zLk/s1600-h/whiterose2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sbt1-J-JbLI/AAAAAAAAALM/l7vtlL-6zLk/s400/whiterose2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312969896102554802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4 years ago today,&lt;br /&gt;This rose never reached its intended destination.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly,&lt;br /&gt;It ended up with him instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years later this day,&lt;br /&gt;No flower was given,&lt;br /&gt;because his role in this has expired.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately,&lt;br /&gt;He no longer is the one who should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;never liked leaving anything half-done&lt;br /&gt;neither like doing anything half-heartedly&lt;br /&gt;but looks like this is something I'll have to leave it as it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-未完成-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;白色情人节快乐~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Happy Graduation to PrincessP&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-3398828838307319523?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/3398828838307319523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=3398828838307319523&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/3398828838307319523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/3398828838307319523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-flower-o.html' title='No Flower &gt;:O'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/Sbt1-J-JbLI/AAAAAAAAALM/l7vtlL-6zLk/s72-c/whiterose2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-7837617798052123836</id><published>2009-03-13T00:26:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T00:41:53.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Love Bug</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/user/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/user/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GxaQhLc9pW0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GxaQhLc9pW0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GxaQhLc9pW0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GxaQhLc9pW0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GxaQhLc9pW0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Aww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Such a sweet song~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;makes my mood a little better every time I listen to it (^^D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-7837617798052123836?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/7837617798052123836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=7837617798052123836&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/7837617798052123836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/7837617798052123836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-love-bug.html' title='Little Love Bug'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-1426457701484949008</id><published>2009-03-11T01:49:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T02:52:31.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Take Me for Granted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when people do you a favour no matter how big or how small&lt;br /&gt;say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you've made people sad or mad or upset&lt;br /&gt;say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only when you mean it,&lt;br /&gt;when you really really mean it&lt;br /&gt;say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be a nice guy&lt;br /&gt;I will talk to you politely&lt;br /&gt;I will treat you nicely&lt;br /&gt;I may back off to avoid confrontations&lt;br /&gt;and I will definitely give help in whichever way I can&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't take me for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please understand that,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not asking for a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the little details that counts.&lt;br /&gt;and it's those little details that makes you a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SbaxOeDQ0uI/AAAAAAAAAK8/pTtIkV66CYs/s1600-h/frustrated.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SbaxOeDQ0uI/AAAAAAAAAK8/pTtIkV66CYs/s320/frustrated.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311627672673112802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Me no likey &gt;:( "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-1426457701484949008?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/1426457701484949008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=1426457701484949008&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/1426457701484949008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/1426457701484949008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-take-me-for-granted.html' title='Don&apos;t Take Me for Granted'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SbaxOeDQ0uI/AAAAAAAAAK8/pTtIkV66CYs/s72-c/frustrated.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-4019323708809491877</id><published>2009-03-06T01:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T02:27:12.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random rant</title><content type='html'>Now I understand how on earth can I waste so much time online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st is so many websites nowadays load damn bloody slow.&lt;br /&gt;For example, Facebook is one of the slowest loading sites I've ever used, even a simple refresh would take at least 30 bloody seconds, imagine using it whole night how much time it would take me zzz&lt;br /&gt;PhotoBucket is another site that is getting overpopulated with each passing day, hence it has become one of the slower loading sites nowadays. I remembered back then when I changed over from imageshack to photobucket was because of the more user friendlyness and also the SPEEDIER upload!!! now it's like so bloody slow...&lt;br /&gt;Then there is those comic sites that i do my regular comic reading, and they are also one of the slowest loading sites ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time wasters these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is DotA, which is time consuming/wasting/unhealthy, hence I spend less time on it edy nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;1 game of dota would last around 1 hour, and imagine playing 3 games a day, that's 3 hours from a day's 24 hours gone!!! Such a fukin waste wtf&lt;br /&gt;Should bloody cut off from playing this crap at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatting online will also waste lots of time, cuz time just flies when people chat online via msn... Ever wondered why by the time you've finished a nice chat conversation with someone, it has already passed 2 hours since you both started??&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how time passes so fast while chatting wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should throw away my laptop once and for all, problems solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not. X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SbAZZYCIeGI/AAAAAAAAAKs/I65HAb2LcC0/s1600-h/funny-pictures-kitten-does-not-understand-why-you-use-your-laptop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SbAZZYCIeGI/AAAAAAAAAKs/I65HAb2LcC0/s320/funny-pictures-kitten-does-not-understand-why-you-use-your-laptop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309771884408633442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-4019323708809491877?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/4019323708809491877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=4019323708809491877&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/4019323708809491877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/4019323708809491877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-rant.html' title='random rant'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SbAZZYCIeGI/AAAAAAAAAKs/I65HAb2LcC0/s72-c/funny-pictures-kitten-does-not-understand-why-you-use-your-laptop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-172338148969245507</id><published>2009-02-26T01:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T01:18:36.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zwGw5oU5Alc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zwGw5oU5Alc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Will Be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There’s nothing I could say to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Nothing I could ever do to make you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; What you mean to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; All the pain the tears they cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Still you never said goodbye and now I know how far you’d go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I know I let you down but it's not like that now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; This time I’ll never let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I will be all that you want and get myself together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Cause you keep me from falling apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; All my life I’ll be with you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; To get you through the day and make everything OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I thought that I had everything I didn’t know what life could bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; But now I see honestly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; You're the one thing I got right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; The only one I let inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Now I can breathe 'cause you're here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And if I let you down I’ll turn it all around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Cause I would never let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I will be all that you want and get myself together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Cause you keep me from falling apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; All my life I’ll be with you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; To get you through the day and make every thing OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Cause with out you I can’t sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I’m not gonna  ever ever let you leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; You’re all I got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; You’re all I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And without you I don’t know what I’ll do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I could never ever live a day without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Here with me do you see you're all I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And I will be all that you want and get myself together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Cause you keep me from falling apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; All my life (my life) I will be with you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; To get you through the day and make everything OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I will be (I’ll be) all that you want and get myself together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Cause you keep me from falling apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And all my life you know I will be with you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; To get you through the day and make everything OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Was in the car this evening when I heard this song over the radio, and something about it just doesn't seem right.&lt;br /&gt;Found out that it was sang by Leona Lewis, which kinda fxcked up the song IMO cuz when I 1st heard this being sang by Avril, it was a fantastically lovely song!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later found out that the Avril version was the unreleased song that she wrote but never went into the "Girlfriend" album..&lt;br /&gt;Sad thing cuz it is such a lovely song.&lt;br /&gt;In the end Leona somehow got her hands on the song and was released in her album, which she bloody messed up the song wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Duly went home and repeated the song (the original by Avril of coz) I have in my computer for the rest of the night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PM me if u wan dis song I'll happily share ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-172338148969245507?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/172338148969245507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=172338148969245507&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/172338148969245507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/172338148969245507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-will-be.html' title='I Will Be'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-2032896753593816835</id><published>2009-02-24T00:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T00:54:14.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna watch movies~~~</title><content type='html'>Swt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching the Oscars, and now I so bloody wanna watch a shitload of movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curious case of Benjamin Button&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slumdog Millionaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frost/Nixon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Reader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wrestler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defiance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valkyrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot!! Need to catch Slumdog/Benjamin/Changlings/Valkyrie before they stop showing on the big screen!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is probably by next week... wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... Frost/Nixon and Milk would probably not be available for showing in our lovely tanah air due to our country's "openness" on religion/history/political views..&lt;br /&gt;which is so totally KNS&lt;br /&gt;hope that it'll show in the cinema in due time, or I'll have to result to supporting the pirated DVD peddlers once more zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies Movies Movies~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some company~~~ and I need money wtf  -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go watch some nice shows~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and pls no more chickflick/dumbass comedy/anything relating to hong kong comedy pls I dun want to fucking waste my time and money on these anymore I had enough of it for 2009 zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-2032896753593816835?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/2032896753593816835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=2032896753593816835&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/2032896753593816835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/2032896753593816835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-wanna-watch-movies.html' title='I wanna watch movies~~~'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-4371723004400548174</id><published>2009-02-15T00:33:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T15:45:12.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lurking Love is waiting to be found</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SZcSoYlCjPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ON9qrfnD06Q/s1600-h/P1030248edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SZcSoYlCjPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ON9qrfnD06Q/s320/P1030248edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302727571253923058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;It may be lurking around the corner,&lt;br /&gt;or may be under you bed,&lt;br /&gt;or inside your closet;&lt;br /&gt;It may be lurking few thousand miles away from you,&lt;br /&gt;or it may be just beneath your nose,&lt;br /&gt;right in front of you,&lt;br /&gt;behind you,&lt;br /&gt;lurking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Everybody may have that unfulfilled love, lurking somewhere waiting to be found,&lt;br /&gt;it may be the girl you never had the courage to tell her that you love her,&lt;br /&gt;or the guy that you've just quarreled with a few moments ago,&lt;br /&gt;or the gal that you've been chasing all these while,&lt;br /&gt;or the guy that you thought were just good friends but deep down inside he loves you oh so dearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Love is everywhere, but they are hidden, they lurk and they want to be found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may sound ridiculous, but I've only been through 3 Valentine's Day together with a partner...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twice was with my dear, the 2nd time is this very day (14/2/2009), while the other was with PrincessP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Such a coincidence that so many years with her, we so very seldom crossed each other's life during Valentine's Day, and I wonder why... &gt;"&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Well this year it's different and I'm indeed celebrating my Valentine with my love, although in an unorthodox way in the sense that we're thousands of miles apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Still, it feels different compared with while being single, and in a better way too ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Juz wanna wish everyone a happy Valentine's Day~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;and I love you dear... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-4371723004400548174?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/4371723004400548174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=4371723004400548174&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/4371723004400548174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/4371723004400548174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2009/02/lurking-love-is-waiting-to-be-found.html' title='Lurking Love is waiting to be found'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SZcSoYlCjPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ON9qrfnD06Q/s72-c/P1030248edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-1758970613008499515</id><published>2009-01-15T01:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T02:30:06.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning Point vs Point of No Return</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SW4tY8x1bWI/AAAAAAAAAJU/bZrmWpmNuyo/s1600-h/Waiting_to_Long_for_some_Love_by_suphafly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SW4tY8x1bWI/AAAAAAAAAJU/bZrmWpmNuyo/s320/Waiting_to_Long_for_some_Love_by_suphafly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291216518862171490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you.&lt;/span&gt; I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm glad that you had to go.&lt;/span&gt; I'm sad that you must leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I hope you never come back.&lt;/span&gt; I wish you never have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Please leave me alone.&lt;/span&gt; Please don't leave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's good that you won't be around.&lt;/span&gt; I'm scared that I won't see you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Life without you would be so much better.&lt;/span&gt; I cannot possibly live without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I can start a new life.&lt;/span&gt; I wanna die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of every statement, one side of it is true while the other is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I cannot differentiate which is which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish all of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; is true, but it's the white that is hard to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, could be my Turning Point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or it could be my Point of No Return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;emo-ed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-1758970613008499515?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/1758970613008499515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=1758970613008499515&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/1758970613008499515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/1758970613008499515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2009/01/turning-point-vs-point-of-no-return.html' title='Turning Point vs Point of No Return'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SW4tY8x1bWI/AAAAAAAAAJU/bZrmWpmNuyo/s72-c/Waiting_to_Long_for_some_Love_by_suphafly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-1067133531438319029</id><published>2009-01-11T01:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T17:49:02.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st post of 2009</title><content type='html'>Been busy lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been doing lots of stuffs lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been going  places lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been hurting myself lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been playing lots of Dota lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been exercising less lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been playing less mahjong lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been confused/uncertain/complicated  lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been naughty lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been happy lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Festive seasons... Christmas, New Year and now the oncoming CNY..&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like it and hate it at the same time, because it brings stuffs for me to do like going out having fun, but sometimes when life gets too busy you'll end up wanting to stay at home and relax, away from all the hectic chaos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's the problem of being a slight sadist, wanting everything of both sides when actually everything of both can't really fit into my itsy bitsy life..&lt;br /&gt;itsy bitsy in the sense of being confined by financial constraints and limited by my physical conditions.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and not forgetting emotional frailty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes by so fast when everything goes according to plan, not that I have a plan but I do have a hectic life involving plans made by others and people to catch up with, hence it has been quite awhile where my life (not including the rest time that I need to fix my health) is filled with doing all sorts of things...&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into lots of friends that I haven't seen for a long long time, in b'day parties, countdown gathers, even on shopping outings ^^&lt;br /&gt;And I've seen almost every available movie on show this festive period, and it's been a long time since I last gone on a movie spree watching on average 2~3 movie per week for 3 consecutive weeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah times flies and sometimes I wondered what have I done so far, what hasn't been done, and what should I do next?&lt;br /&gt;I hope after this hectic period I can settle down abit and get to grips on some issues going on in my life. Find some answers. Apologize to some people. Pursue some goals. And find some solutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been at home for the last 3 days due to being slightly immobilized no thanks my injured toe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SWm-Li4YGQI/AAAAAAAAAJM/zJNw9--yZbk/s1600-h/P1030057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SWm-Li4YGQI/AAAAAAAAAJM/zJNw9--yZbk/s320/P1030057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289968342874462466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toe in its sorry state =..=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has been quite a good start to the year &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apart from this&lt;/span&gt;, am actually looking forward to the rest of 2009 XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-1067133531438319029?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/1067133531438319029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=1067133531438319029&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/1067133531438319029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/1067133531438319029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2009/01/been-busy-lately.html' title='1st post of 2009'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SWm-Li4YGQI/AAAAAAAAAJM/zJNw9--yZbk/s72-c/P1030057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-8500600523526034342</id><published>2008-12-14T00:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T01:30:31.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sick" Zombie Slayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/1928466/call_of_duty_world_at_war_nazi_zombie_gameplay.swf" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/1928466/call_of_duty_world_at_war_nazi_zombie_gameplay/"&gt;Call of Duty: World at War - NAZI ZOMBIE GAMEPLAY&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;Awesome video clips here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is Call of Duty - Nazi Zombie.&lt;br /&gt;a mini game from the WWII first person shooter, where a group of 4 people can play together and defend against invading Nazi zombies into their shelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, 2day I spent 3 hours playing this game in a cyber cafe with my buddies, and it was fun actually, extremely exhilarating especially when we get to the later stages when the zombies come in big fuggin waves, they get stronger and faster, and we were like screaming "get the fxxk away from me ccb niasing XXXXXXXXXXX WAAAAAAAAAAAAA" *dead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, when u hear these cursing it normally ends up in someone dying in the game.&lt;br /&gt;fuggin fantastic XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u guys should try it when u have the chance, one of the most exciting FPS in recent times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more serious note, I almost vomited after the gaming session ended.&lt;br /&gt;I have this problem where after playing First Person Shooter (FPS) games I will end up freaking nauseated.&lt;br /&gt;like fuggin wanting to puke.&lt;br /&gt;especially FPS with dark surroundings, small/covered environment, and fast actions aka flinging the mouse everywhere to shoot the fuggin buggers.&lt;br /&gt;and Nazi zombie is exactly those of what I mentioned, but multiplied by at least 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so apart from dying in game, I felt like half dead when I finished playing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more zombie slaying for me in the foreseeable future, it's a health hazard for me 凸 =..="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-8500600523526034342?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/8500600523526034342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=8500600523526034342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/8500600523526034342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/8500600523526034342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/12/sick-zombie-slayer.html' title='&quot;Sick&quot; Zombie Slayer'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-5944996826928822959</id><published>2008-12-08T21:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:02:42.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When? Why? How? I Don't know~~~</title><content type='html'>噢~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又平平淡淡地过了今年的7/12了~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好~~~无~~~聊~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/12又是什么日子呢???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;应该..只有几个人知道这一天对我有什么意义吧...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道的那些人呢? 想知道吗???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;噢~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;都~~~过~~~了~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;算~~~了~~~罢~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;呜呜呜~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLX~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw，最近好多人庆祝anniversary喔...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有的去烛光晚餐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有的打算去马六甲玩&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有的结果因为经济不景气而上了云顶&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有的比较有米的又跑到了金马伦玩&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感觉好幸福喔~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也想过纪念日~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;买多多的花，巧克力送她，带她到处逛游~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;拖着她的小手~~ 给她温柔的亲吻拥抱~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好想要有二人世界的幸福感觉哦~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;呜~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLX x 100~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21岁了，其实身边多了很多感情方面稳定下来了的情侣...&lt;br /&gt;一起共度了一周年，两周年，甚至更多的都会有..&lt;br /&gt;当然也有那些结了婚的另当别论啦，搞大人家或什么的都不是普通人想要发生的 @@"&lt;br /&gt;但其实发现现在身边的朋友要就是已多年老夫老妻的情侣，要不然就是死命单身的那些可怜家伙，而我就很可惜的被入围后面的那可怜组 T_T~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说要找女朋友，就不知道为什么酱难...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从哪开始找起?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从现有的朋友圈?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从不认识的人那儿开始找起?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从前任女友那儿找回以前的感觉?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现有的朋友圈里，若要找个伴侣，意思就是会少一个朋友。&lt;br /&gt;这方面的起点就是要确认哪些朋友有机率或比较有可能性成为伴侣。&lt;br /&gt;若表白不成功，通常就等于会少个朋友了...&lt;br /&gt;成功的话就有女友了，但若过后进展受挫而分开的话，往往也就酱不只没了情人，也浪费了之前向本为朋友的她表白所冒的险，一样地失去了个很要好的朋友...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;若说要从不认识的人哪找女友，别说要认识女友啦，就连要认识新朋友都难... ="=&lt;br /&gt;我现在的环境和现况，说实在不利于认识新朋友呢...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;前任女友?&lt;br /&gt;这其实就是最容易的方式了。&lt;br /&gt;最熟悉的感觉往往就是最舒服的了，所以ex的appeal就在于它的熟悉感...&lt;br /&gt;分了酱多年还可以谈天时还很自然地dear来darling去..&lt;br /&gt;说的话题不论从八卦到时事到性爱到空谈都可以讲得自由的感觉..&lt;br /&gt;清楚她喜欢些什么，讨厌些什么..&lt;br /&gt;知道她喜欢你的什么，讨厌你的什么..&lt;br /&gt;而自己也清楚喜欢她的什么，不喜欢她的什么...&lt;br /&gt;对于她的了解，就会变成想回追她的推动力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但这所有所有的了解之中，往往最明刻骨铭心最记得的最清楚的，&lt;br /&gt;就是当时是为了些什么而分开...&lt;br /&gt;而这记忆，就会成了想回追念头的最大阻碍。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;噢~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;懊恼~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wow，好像做assignment酱写了个分析自己"找女友"的analysis...&lt;br /&gt;tmd i need to get a break from my assignments X.X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然...我单身了几久一下，但也其实谈过很多年的恋爱啦...&lt;br /&gt;多多少少都至少有7，8年了吧..&lt;br /&gt;在这么多年里对象不多，只围绕在2，3人之间...&lt;br /&gt;奇怪的是...我还没正式度过过哪个周年呢!!!&lt;br /&gt;not even an 1 year anniversary!!!&lt;br /&gt;要怪就怪我所有过的爱情都挨不过一年吧...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;失~~~~~~~败~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;伤~~~~~~~心~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哇哇哇~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;stupid post XD... happy public holidays everyone~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-5944996826928822959?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/5944996826928822959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=5944996826928822959&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/5944996826928822959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/5944996826928822959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-why-how-i-dont-know.html' title='When? Why? How? I Don&apos;t know~~~'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-1346871853520070641</id><published>2008-12-02T00:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T16:54:50.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anonymous IV</title><content type='html'>Things hasn't change a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a bit at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then why am I yearning for the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so afraid to commit to the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I scared to make the next move?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The move that I'm not even sure which would lead me to something good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confused, but at the same time excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is certainly a first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-1346871853520070641?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/1346871853520070641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=1346871853520070641&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/1346871853520070641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/1346871853520070641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/12/anonymous-iv.html' title='Anonymous IV'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-2011976821617634090</id><published>2008-11-17T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:44:41.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare</title><content type='html'>Finally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nightmare of a semester has ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today I've just finished my last final exam subject, and will gladly put this horrible semester of mine behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have screwed this semester up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is probably the worst semester I've had in the three years of my time in HELP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably due to the fact that somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't in the mood to study at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That after so long til the sem has started, passed by, and finished in front of me but me still having the holiday hangover from my PREVIOUS sem break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that I had no motivation whatsoever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is something that has been getting on me for the pass few semester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;motivation is decreasing at a steady rate with each passing semester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence is that's probably why my grades are at a similar downward slope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no motivation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to having no target to achieve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to being single and having no moral support&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to being sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to having too many excuses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe a bit of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot deny the fact that the things I've mentioned is indeed having a negative effect in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to change those situations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But change takes time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and time is not on my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday my aunt chatted with my mom, suggesting that I should travel to UK next year when my degree finishes to get my masters. My cousin bro is going during that time so they agree it would be a great time to tag along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind going, if it does not burden my family financially, and I would certainly like the exposure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held my stand that if my sickness haven't healed, I will not be going, or else I know I'll suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is running out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is running out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is running out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightmare of a semester has ended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not have high hopes for my grades this sem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pass for every sub would be good enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not then I wouldn't complain as I know I deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad bad nightmare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I wake up to a better dawn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-2011976821617634090?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/2011976821617634090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=2011976821617634090&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/2011976821617634090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/2011976821617634090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/11/nightmare.html' title='Nightmare'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-4286850775425347532</id><published>2008-11-04T22:13:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T22:36:38.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anonymous III</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I would rather pass up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a fully completed/100% satisfied assignment, than to pass up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a half-heartedly done/rush job assignment," &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote Bryan Chong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, my friend, is the excuse I give to myself when I pass up my assignment late, and it does make sense, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well lately I've passed up 3 assignments 1 day late, the most recent one being today.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's bad, and I know the consequences of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; deducted marks. (this depends on lecturers you see, some won't mind if it's juz 1 day late, while some will even if u're 1 hour late)&lt;br /&gt;And hell yeah, I do know that I'm lazy... XD&lt;br /&gt;But in my opinion, why pass up a half-done, rushed job assignment that will get around 60 marks on time, when I can pass up a decently done assignment worth &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at least &lt;/span&gt;70 marks 1 day late?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how it works in my college HELP:&lt;br /&gt;late pass up penalty: 10% deducted from the actual mark given each day.&lt;br /&gt;so it's like if u get 80% but pass up late by 1 day, it's 80%-8%=72%, or late by 2 days it's 80%-16% blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the math goes like this: (assuming marks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will &lt;/span&gt;be deducted)&lt;br /&gt;pass up bad assignment on time = 60% over 100%&lt;br /&gt;pass up good assignment late by 1 day = 70% - 70/100 = 63% over 100%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? get my point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I admit.. that it's still an excuse for doing something bad... LOL&lt;br /&gt;1 more assignment due on the 12th!!! please don't give me the chance to use this excuse again, however much sense it makes.. T_T~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;somebody plz save miiii from becoming who i don't want to be~~~ lalala XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-4286850775425347532?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/4286850775425347532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=4286850775425347532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/4286850775425347532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/4286850775425347532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/11/anonymous-iii.html' title='Anonymous III'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-3739212830179351979</id><published>2008-10-28T23:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T01:02:31.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another 1st Time</title><content type='html'>last Friday I accidentally twisted my right ankle while playing futsal with my buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the first time in my life that I've twisted an ankle, and god it hurt like hell =..=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well not as painful compared when I broke my leg la, but still pretty horrible &gt;"&lt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the doctor shortly afterwards and he said that I've "popped" a vein O.O"    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simply hearing that statement send the shivers down my spine =.=   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasn't able to walk for 2 days, today 4 days after the incident I drove to class.&lt;br /&gt;still walking kinda gingerly but I can drive edy so good enough improvement la I'd guess... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SQc91nxIxCI/AAAAAAAAAI8/veiqwHdbR-s/s1600-h/me+injured+leg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SQc91nxIxCI/AAAAAAAAAI8/veiqwHdbR-s/s320/me+injured+leg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262242681023153186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me leg looks fukin cacat for the last few days =..="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thanks to me buddy Khai and his lao po for sending me to the doc and back home right after the incident happened, no small feat considering the fact that I was unable (obviously) to drive and he had to drive and park my HUGH 4X4 that he never previously drove before, and the hardest part was of course to park it back into my &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tiny&lt;/span&gt; parking lot after getting back to my condo &gt;"&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayu and Tirus get a special mention for, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahem&lt;/span&gt;, their so-called "sick visit", in which they came into my house for less than 5 minutes to retrieve some stuffs they forgot to bring home during the previous mahjong session, plus curi some MP3 and porn and then left... LOL&lt;br /&gt;well they did wish me well so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting lovely ms papaya who never forgets to show her care for me whether it's, in her own words, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;implicitly&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;explicitly...  &lt;/span&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to Mel who had the same fate as me while falling off her bed not long ago, now I finally understand what you had to go through and it sure sucks bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and TQ mom/dad/sis of course... lovely+caring+annoying as always ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah to those mahjong kakis who kept me occupied the last few days when I wasn't able to move much, TQ very much for the company, although u guys bloody won too much $$$ from me !$@#$@% =..="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to everybody else,&lt;br /&gt;stay safe, stay healthy, and stay injury-free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-3739212830179351979?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/3739212830179351979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=3739212830179351979&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/3739212830179351979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/3739212830179351979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-1st-time.html' title='Another 1st Time'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SQc91nxIxCI/AAAAAAAAAI8/veiqwHdbR-s/s72-c/me+injured+leg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-8204410461518917479</id><published>2008-10-15T00:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T00:31:41.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anonymous II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SPTGW1uTGgI/AAAAAAAAAI0/MzpkXZ0COkk/s1600-h/P9270525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SPTGW1uTGgI/AAAAAAAAAI0/MzpkXZ0COkk/s320/P9270525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257044760728902146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you hold what values most to you&lt;br /&gt;keep your fingers tight&lt;br /&gt;firm but gentle&lt;br /&gt;protect it from harm&lt;br /&gt;but give it the freedom to roam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carefully.. carefully... carefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-8204410461518917479?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/8204410461518917479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=8204410461518917479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/8204410461518917479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/8204410461518917479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/10/anonymous-ii.html' title='Anonymous II'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SPTGW1uTGgI/AAAAAAAAAI0/MzpkXZ0COkk/s72-c/P9270525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-5340851452205356031</id><published>2008-10-11T20:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:04:04.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Quota</title><content type='html'>Alright, now officially my Fun Quota is used up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's back to the serious and sticky end of stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wasting my time away on meaningless things for way too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been running away from stuffs I don't wanna face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hiding my head under the hole which kinda make me don't see things that I don't wanna see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been very very bad lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's about time I start to do things I'm suppose to do, Properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been ignorant, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been missing in action, this I'm also aware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've neglected some stuffs and also some people, I know and I wonder why am I such a jackass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel guilty, and I'm deeply sorry to those who is in concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, starting from now on, I will be the better "me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or at least, I will try to be that better me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, if you may, help me and send some love and care to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered how does it feel to lose direction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To lose the driving force of motivation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I know how that feels now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm somewhat lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start from doing the basic things properly first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's assume that I have a Fun Quota and it is all used up, so there will no longer be any time-wasting, energy-busting, senseless activities involved anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for once seriously, do stuffs that I'm fully capable of doing really well and not like coming out with shitty end products that I'm producing of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the assignment which is due on Monday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and from here on hopefully I'll start to find my way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fuck you bryan chong you're one piece of shit. better buckle up you ass or else face the fucking consequances.&lt;br /&gt;somebody fucking bitch-slap me pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-5340851452205356031?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/5340851452205356031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=5340851452205356031&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/5340851452205356031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/5340851452205356031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/10/fun-quota.html' title='Fun Quota'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-742435713566244629</id><published>2008-10-06T13:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T13:09:10.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anonymous I</title><content type='html'>You and I both agreed that I'm the one who understands you most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you have been&lt;br /&gt;I know what you can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I'm not sure of, is what have you become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been so long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said it's either all or nothing&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking, I have nothing else to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dangerous.. It's you not me who is dangerous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swt food for thought  -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-742435713566244629?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/742435713566244629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=742435713566244629&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/742435713566244629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/742435713566244629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/10/anonymous-i.html' title='Anonymous I'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-2430597586372778061</id><published>2008-09-28T23:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T23:45:16.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Day @ 28/9</title><content type='html'>I had an unusually happy Sunday today, which doesn't happen that often to me for quite a long time going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started out with me refusing to get out of bed and going along with my parents for a morning jog at 8am, which i volunteered the day before to join since it's a boring Sunday and I did not have any plans.&lt;br /&gt;But me being me I ended up staying til early Sunday morning around 3.30am watching Arsenal get beaten by Hull (WoWooo go tigers go!!! gunners losers LOLX), was the 1st happy thing that happened IMO and I duly got into bed in good mood after their loss wakakaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, people (like me) who gets into bed at 3am+ will normally not be able to wake up at 8am for exercise, and me ended up sleeping until 11am where I had Bak Kut Teh for breakfast, joining mom and dad after they finished their jog.&lt;br /&gt;I like Bak Kut Teh ^^ 2nd happy thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and spent few hours on Dota until dad decided to SUDDENLY go for lunch and then to The Curve for some time-wasting. It was so SUDDEN that I had to unwillingly and SUDDENLY leave the Dota game I was playing =.=" 1st intentional leave game in GG leh Zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately ran into some good luck at The Curve afterward where I grabbed 4 items in Adidas for less than RM200, and mom paid for it cuz it's my "health-enhancing-items" and in this case 2 hightech uber &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cool&lt;/span&gt; (literally) exercise T-shirts and 2 pair of exercise pants. Wohoo happy!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then before going home I had dinner, which includes CRAB!!! Wohoo it's been so freakin long since I last ate crab!! lalalala must be one of the happiest thing that happened to me today ^^&lt;br /&gt;And also broccoli and some yummy taufu and some not-so-yummy chicken &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;which I didn't eat much&lt;/span&gt;, was a really satisfying and, here's that word again, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; meal. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crabcrabcrabcrabcrabcrabcrabcrabcrabcrabcrabcrabcrabcrabcrabcrabcrabcrabcrabcrab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SN-ipeUjZxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/CUDqBaVg-yA/s1600-h/IMAG0184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SN-ipeUjZxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/CUDqBaVg-yA/s320/IMAG0184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251094523934893842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or what's left of it... &lt;/span&gt;Yummy!! XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly of course includes doing a little favour for lil' ms Papaya &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(an all-expenses-paid purchase and delivery duty LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that smile on her face would brighten any dark day of mine.&lt;br /&gt;See I'm a nice guy who would gladly make people happy just for the sake of people being happy ^^P&lt;br /&gt;and in return it makes me a happier man. blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan is in good mood today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-2430597586372778061?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/2430597586372778061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=2430597586372778061&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/2430597586372778061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/2430597586372778061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-day-289.html' title='Happy Day @ 28/9'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SN-ipeUjZxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/CUDqBaVg-yA/s72-c/IMAG0184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-5505182453046174571</id><published>2008-09-24T20:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T23:25:06.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons to be Missed</title><content type='html'>I dreamed I was missing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were so scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no one would listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause no one else cared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke with this fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will I be leaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm done here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've taken my beating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've shared what I made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just strong on the surface&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all the way through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But neither have you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I've done all these while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is forgetting all the hurt inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned to hide so well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pretending someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can come and save me from myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my time comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please forget the wrongs that I've done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And help me leave behind some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reasons to be missed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't resent me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when you're feeling empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;courtesy of Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one day I'm gone , why would I be missed?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-5505182453046174571?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/5505182453046174571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=5505182453046174571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/5505182453046174571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/5505182453046174571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/09/reasons-to-be-missed.html' title='Reasons to be Missed'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-49918863988938880</id><published>2008-09-18T01:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T01:57:08.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DeepShit</title><content type='html'>DeepShit I am in DeepShit OMFG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz someone please pull me out of this shit hole I don't wanna suffer anymore please please please~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH this sucks bad sucks bloody bad CCBKNNMCH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U stupid piece of shit can you just STFU and do what's u're suppose to do and not do anything you're not suppose to do!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DeepShit DeepShit I hate this I Fuking hate all of these..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like hitting the wall 1000 times I feel like ramming into a tree at 320kph I feel like jumping off my 12th floor I feel like... I'm in DeepShit!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bryan is in a bad mood&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://s100.photobucket.com/albums/m1/BuLaiEN0502414/?action=view&amp;amp;current=avatarhell_sonya555_angry8.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m1/BuLaiEN0502414/avatarhell_sonya555_angry8.gif" alt="this is how i feel" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i am sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-49918863988938880?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/49918863988938880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=49918863988938880&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/49918863988938880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/49918863988938880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/09/deepshit.html' title='DeepShit'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-8257036766071788936</id><published>2008-09-05T00:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T00:59:09.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bugger</title><content type='html'>Tuesday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 630am. brush and clean up 7am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left for breakfast at Jinjang around 710am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished breakfast at 725.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started moving from Jinjang to Bangsar for class. (will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;normally&lt;/span&gt; take around 25min to 30min)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I stumble onto this sh*t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SMAJ5u18q6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/it-vr0IkyKc/s1600-h/IMAG0166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SMAJ5u18q6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/it-vr0IkyKc/s320/IMAG0166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242200853690756002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SMAJ5yz4pUI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7Vq5KIwnDrU/s1600-h/IMAG0170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SMAJ5yz4pUI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7Vq5KIwnDrU/s320/IMAG0170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242200854755845442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jln Kuching @ 730am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZzzzzzz......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;745: still in jln kuching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;800: still in jln kuching... (class started edy ok =..=")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;815: reached the junction that turns into my condo area. still in jln kuching &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wtfffff....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junction.&lt;br /&gt;straight to college.&lt;br /&gt;left to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this moment in time then: go to class or go home???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I duly turned left back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would have probably reached college around 9am if I'd continue going straight then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;park the car 910.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take the bus 915.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus reach block KDPA(where my class is held) 930.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would be 1 and a half hour late for class. and seriously kena fucked my my lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipped another class. bugger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-8257036766071788936?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/8257036766071788936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=8257036766071788936&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/8257036766071788936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/8257036766071788936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/09/bugger.html' title='bugger'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SMAJ5u18q6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/it-vr0IkyKc/s72-c/IMAG0166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-535693901803536258</id><published>2008-08-23T17:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T17:13:19.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go home little whale.. Go back to your mommy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"In the end, there was little that could be done for Colin, the baby humpback    whale whose slow and sad decline ended with a lethal injection today. For    nearly a week, efforts to save the abandoned calf had transfixed    Australians, been discussed on internet chat rooms and made headlines around    the world.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;!--proximic_content_off--&gt;                      &lt;!--proximic_content_on--&gt;             &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; But Colin, first sighted on Sunday trying to suckle from a yacht moored in    Pittwater, north of Sydney, had little hope of surviving without its mother,    and attempts failed to lure the mammal out to sea in the hope that it would    be adopted by a passing pod of humpbacks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Wildlife experts and even a whale whisperer had been brought in to try to save    the 14ft animal, which was serenaded with songs, stroked by vets and gently    encouraged to make its way back to the ocean. There had been talk of    force-feeding it with baby formula through a tube, but the calf was clearly    dying and euthanasia seemed the only option. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Even that idea was bound to cause controversy in this nation of whale-lovers,    whose campaigning over the past 30 years has helped to save the humpback    from extinction. Outraged animal rights activists tried to win a stay of    execution. They organised a legal injunction against the National Parks and    Wildlife Service to prevent Colin being put down, but they were unable to    serve it in time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; After a search the night before proved fruitless, soon after daybreak, the    whale was spotted and veterinary officers moved in to sedate it. For a few    minutes it thrashed around as marine workers coaxed the struggling Colin to    shore, hoisted the two-ton whale on to a tarpaulin and pulled it into a tent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; A few onlookers cried, “Shame! Shame!” One likened it to the Japanese    slaughter of whales in the Southern Ocean. Alexander Littingham, who watched    the spectacle, branded the scene as “absolutely disgusting”. He added: “They    have towed him behind the boat, scenes reminiscent of what we’ve seen the    Japanese fishing trawlers do.” Cherie Curchod, who lives nearby, claimed the    calf continued to thrash around after being given six injections. “It was so    upsetting because euthanasia is meant to be an easy death and that whale did    not have an easy death at all,” she said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; But John Dengate, of the National Parks and Wildlife Service, said: “That was    the best way it could have been done; you put the animal out of its misery.”    The calf had suffered shark-inflicted injuries and was having problems    breathing. “The last thing we want is that the whale should suffer,” he    added. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; An autopsy will be performed on the carcass at Sydney’s Taronga Zoo to    establish what was wrong. One assumption has already been proved mistaken.    On close inspection, Colin turned out to be a female, so was promptly    rechristened Colette."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SK_SRohmj_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/OvWVGISy3wQ/s1600-h/whale-die2108082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SK_SRohmj_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/OvWVGISy3wQ/s320/whale-die2108082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237636092033142770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin/Colette, trying to suckle from a yacht.. poor thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I was still reading about how the officials there wanted to help the lil' lost fella in finding its mother, or otherwise its surrogate mother, how they lured Colette out to the open sea in hope that it will join the other whale herds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday news came about that Colette again returned to the port, lost and frustrated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, it was decided to be put down due to it being injured by shark bites and starving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the matter of 3 days I've witnessed the demise of a 2 week old baby, how sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's mourn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PS: I've always have a soft spot for animals... &gt;"&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-535693901803536258?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/535693901803536258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=535693901803536258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/535693901803536258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/535693901803536258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/08/go-home-little-whale-go-back-to-your.html' title='Go home little whale.. Go back to your mommy...'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SK_SRohmj_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/OvWVGISy3wQ/s72-c/whale-die2108082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-4344491953832535897</id><published>2008-08-21T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T00:07:33.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>生病了...</title><content type='html'>七月节，真的出事了...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;来了个大感冒...&lt;br /&gt;首先开始有喉咙痛...&lt;br /&gt;过后变成严重伤风..  左鼻孔塞住/右鼻孔死命流鼻水... 水水状的鼻水.. &gt;"&lt;&lt;br /&gt;过后差点发烧..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在好多了，但还是证明了我在这段时期会有的衰运...&lt;br /&gt;希望明年今日不会重复这样衰啦..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;唉...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-4344491953832535897?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/4344491953832535897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=4344491953832535897&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/4344491953832535897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/4344491953832535897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_21.html' title='生病了...'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-5327119840515373647</id><published>2008-08-16T19:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T22:00:03.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!!!</title><content type='html'>Outta the way olympics, the B.P.L is finally back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 long months of non-footballing weekends, here it comes again~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurray~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lol bloody pissing myself with excitement XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Go Go Manchester United~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on and win the quadruple!!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or at least the treble this time around&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07/08 Premier League Champions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SKa70EfZCPI/AAAAAAAAAH8/010JkK5NmgU/s1600-h/Manchester_United_Premier_League_Champions_20_863950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SKa70EfZCPI/AAAAAAAAAH8/010JkK5NmgU/s320/Manchester_United_Premier_League_Champions_20_863950.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235078120097777906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s100.photobucket.com/albums/m1/BuLaiEN0502414/?action=view&amp;amp;current=153p6q1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m1/BuLaiEN0502414/153p6q1.gif" alt="2008 title" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s100.photobucket.com/albums/m1/BuLaiEN0502414/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kcjzms.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m1/BuLaiEN0502414/kcjzms.gif" alt="sir alex singing" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we love u Sir Alex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break the mold and retain the Champions League title~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SKa70TY1HoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/hzeso-20jM0/s1600-h/picsrv.manutd.com.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SKa70TY1HoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/hzeso-20jM0/s320/picsrv.manutd.com.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235078124096790146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kings of Europe. This was really long overdue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s100.photobucket.com/albums/m1/BuLaiEN0502414/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1211422541.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m1/BuLaiEN0502414/1211422541.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ Moscow. That was fun, let's do it again this year XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;GLORY GLORY MAN UNITED~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-5327119840515373647?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/5327119840515373647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=5327119840515373647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/5327119840515373647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/5327119840515373647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally.html' title='Finally!!!'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SKa70EfZCPI/AAAAAAAAAH8/010JkK5NmgU/s72-c/Manchester_United_Premier_League_Champions_20_863950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-9108332382922372868</id><published>2008-08-14T23:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T01:19:56.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14/7</title><content type='html'>七月十四&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;快要过十二点了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的灾难期快要过了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;已经很多年的七月十四遇到许许多多不好的经验&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其中比较严重的有撞破头，撞车，生病，不见贵重东西...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天一早刚起身想下楼下吃早餐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;突然接到姐姐从公司打来的电话&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"在哪里?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"在家里咯..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;blurz =..=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"今天别出门啊，是七月十四正日。"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"喔.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"你知道你的啦，七月十四很容易中事的。要出门的话下午出下还可以，晚上最好躲在家里.. 最好整天躲在家里啦。"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"家塌下来呢..?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"那个..机率比较底吧..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;giggle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"喔..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"你..等一下..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;传电话给在旁的爸爸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"喂..?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt; blurz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"喂，在做什么?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;老豆说话 o.O" huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"要吃早餐咯，虾米事?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"带着你的'皮袖'啊.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"哈..?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;wtf is a 皮袖 -.- blurzzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"买给你的那个貔貅啊!!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"哦... okok.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Ooo... is that magical good luck heavenly lion thingy i got in china..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"好啦.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"喔..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;still blur..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*卡嚓*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;乖乖的躲在家里一整天了..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s100.photobucket.com/albums/m1/BuLaiEN0502414/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tuzki03.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m1/BuLaiEN0502414/tuzki03.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A new day, a new begining.&lt;br /&gt;God bless me &gt;"&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-9108332382922372868?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/9108332382922372868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=9108332382922372868&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/9108332382922372868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/9108332382922372868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/08/147.html' title='14/7'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-3052588015162367225</id><published>2008-08-03T23:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T00:19:19.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplicity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My mom ran into my room and told me this story out of total randomness yesterday night when I was casually sitting here surfing the web...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the US astronaut first went to to outer space, they had problems jotting notes down because their pens were not working under zero gravity conditions.&lt;br /&gt;The ink just won't come out because there were no gravity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 20 years of research and millions invested into this particular problem, astronauts finally found a solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn't the US astronaut who had found the solution tho.&lt;br /&gt;It was the Russians aka Soviet Union cosmonauts, who went to space years after the US astronaut did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did they managed to overcome this problem that the US had and couldn't fix for such long time with such a big fund?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;They Russians just happened to have brought along their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pencil&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The moral of the story is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's not worth looking too far forward or too deep inside, either for solutions or signs..&lt;br /&gt;You may end up complicating stuffs and blurring your perception of what you 1st had in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, the solution may just lie in the simplest of things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly believe that it's the simple stuffs that are most beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SJXWs93fjBI/AAAAAAAAAH0/zCuswbZL4tk/s1600-h/P1020507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SJXWs93fjBI/AAAAAAAAAH0/zCuswbZL4tk/s320/P1020507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230322610270604306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My lil' new phone hang-thingy.. Got it from a 扭扭蛋 contraption in Cineleisure 2day..&lt;br /&gt;"In doing anything, aim for the world record!!!"... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I suppose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that's wat it's telling me XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute lil' fella ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-3052588015162367225?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/3052588015162367225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=3052588015162367225&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/3052588015162367225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/3052588015162367225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/08/simplicity.html' title='Simplicity'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SJXWs93fjBI/AAAAAAAAAH0/zCuswbZL4tk/s72-c/P1020507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-5087882166787853390</id><published>2008-08-02T23:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T23:42:55.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>七月节</title><content type='html'>又来到农历七月了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;七月节，鬼门开...&lt;br /&gt;对我来说都不是间好事 &gt;"&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是说我有第三眼，容易见鬼或什么无聊的... &lt;br /&gt;只是一直以来七月节间我都会很衰的啦 -________-" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;撞车.. 撞破头... 生病... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;唉，要乖乖的过这一个月了...&lt;br /&gt;也好啦，刚开学就应该需要多点纪律多一点点自爱了...&lt;br /&gt;而这七月节的因数就刚刚好可以成为我变乖的理由了 ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要...&lt;br /&gt;早睡早起...&lt;br /&gt;早餐吃饱饱...&lt;br /&gt;午餐晚餐吃好好..&lt;br /&gt;准时上课..&lt;br /&gt;不要skip课...&lt;br /&gt;驾车驾慢慢..&lt;br /&gt;割车割快快...&lt;br /&gt;电脑打少点..&lt;br /&gt;午觉睡多点...&lt;br /&gt;运动多做点..&lt;br /&gt;钱再用少点... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好，安排好这鬼节期间要做的东西了!!! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SJSH-7ma2KI/AAAAAAAAAHs/HXTlNiL9hV4/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SJSH-7ma2KI/AAAAAAAAAHs/HXTlNiL9hV4/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229954582504462498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这月任何东西/事件/人物要来挑战我的，放马过来吧~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fate.click108.com.tw/unit007/item00246/index.php"&gt;Test #2: 撞鬼指数&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a lil' test my good friend Mr Fei linked me to play...&lt;br /&gt;Have a try and see how big of a possibility you're gonna run into a ghost this Hungry Ghost Festival XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine is&lt;br /&gt;你的撞鬼指數：&lt;span class="txt02_2"&gt;10%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="b1214"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你與鬼絕緣！想撞鬼？沒門！你聞鬼喪膽？恭喜你！你膽小怕事的個性已發揮到了極致，屬於鬼見鬼厭的類型。即使鬼門關大開之時，成千上萬的孤魂野鬼都向外湧，見人就想與之交朋友，可是遇見你就覺倒胃口，想方設法遠遠地躲著你，繞道而行。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... LOLX&lt;br /&gt;10%, true also I don't really believe in ghost or any of these superstitious anyway...&lt;br /&gt;But what's also true is I tend to be quite unlucky during this period..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again.. God Bless me pls...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-5087882166787853390?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/5087882166787853390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=5087882166787853390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/5087882166787853390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/5087882166787853390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='七月节'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SJSH-7ma2KI/AAAAAAAAAHs/HXTlNiL9hV4/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-5169659885379595903</id><published>2008-07-29T00:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T01:09:11.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflecting Back on a Holiday</title><content type='html'>Sem Break just finished. New long sem just started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to do some looking back on what I've planned to do, what I've done, and what I didn't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuffs planned and done:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. A reasonable amount of exercise to aid my recovery of my sickness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yep did that. Although didn't visit my gym for as much as I would have liked, I still managed to play futsal once a week and badminton twice a week. And some jogging in the weekends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Get reasonable amount of rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yes that too I did. Slept alot. Slept alot more earlier too. 1st good effort in changing my lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Eat as much healthy food as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Did that too... Nothing spicy nothing fried nothing sour for the whole of holiday... Save for 1 piece of Margaritta pizza at Vivo XD 2nd decent effort in lifestyle changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Play less Dota.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yes surprisingly I managed to do this, went to CC only 3 times in a month's time. New personal record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Saving more money by going out less. Less going out less driving less spending u see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yep done that, RM200 worth of petrol lasted me more than a month, another new record... Didn't buy any clothing whatsoever in the MegaSale period too. Trying very hard not to X.X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6. Meet new friends/contact old friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I done in my holiday that I'm actually proud of. Some of the highlights were meeting Liwen aka sei fei po after she came back from US, meeting SPY in her yoga studio opening ceremony, getting to know new friends though existing friends (a few..), all of which i'm really happy of doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err... that's about all.. stuffs I've planned and done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuffs planned and not done:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Go on a vacation elsewhere other than KL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nope. Was stuck in KL soil for the whole of my sem break. Friends were either busy or too poor to go on a vacation. Family was working. How sad.. T_T~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Skating (@Sunway...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nope. Wanted to but somehow didn't managed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Wall Climbing (@1U)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Same reason as above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Camping (@FIRM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A plan made up by one of my friends but in the end the plan starter canceled the plan. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Play more MahJong as a holiday pass time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Did play abit, but just a lil' bit... Tak cukup la hands still itchy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6. Play more Dota.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- err something I didn't do, was good in the sense it's bad for health, was weird on the other hand cuz it was a bloody holiday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7. Work/earn $$$.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Wasn't able to cuz of my current health issues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8. Sing more K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Juz sang ONCE for the whole bloody month -__- I used to sing K at least twice a week while I was having class... Yet in a last sem break how I managed to just sing K once is beyond me &gt;"&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9. Finish my 三国 BB Gundam series models.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Unfortunately, ran out of painting materials...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10. Find a girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Err... obviously a mission unaccomplished =..=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion is, the pass 1 month was the longest semester break I've ever had in my 3 years in HELP, but it was also the most boring sem break I've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda sad looking back on my holiday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the past has passed me so let's just move on, time to start a new page in my life, and a new semester in my academic life...&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the future will be better.. Hopefully...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-5169659885379595903?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/5169659885379595903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=5169659885379595903&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/5169659885379595903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/5169659885379595903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/07/reflecting-back-on-holiday.html' title='Reflecting Back on a Holiday'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-3156703534164875220</id><published>2008-07-26T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T23:41:16.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;挑戰型（權威自信，敢作敢為）&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;您經常是精力充沛、情感強烈、專橫霸道、叛逆、保護者、獨斷獨行、一不作二不休的人。您工作賣力，玩樂也賣力。&lt;br /&gt; 您擁有一定的個人倫理，涵蓋了整合、真理和正義，透過這個個人倫理，您以正反對立的角度觀看世界。&lt;br /&gt; 您雖然重視公平，卻不太樂意聽到其他人的觀點。&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;優點：&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;您對朋友和所愛的人會極端保護和支持，您會因為他們受到不公平對待，不夠強壯到足以為自己爭鬥的人而努力抗爭。&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;缺點：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 不尊重他人的權利和需求，為了自己而脅迫他人。&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;愛情：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 您深刻重視感情，但由於您獨斷獨行，而且有對控制的需要，可能會出現建立關係的困難。&lt;br /&gt; 在親密關係中，爭吵對您來說是主要的，這是安全保持連繫的一種刺激方式。&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;您是能鼓舞對方，有趣的伴侶，而且會永不厭倦地保護對方，支持伴侶自我實現。&lt;br /&gt; 「我知道她的聰明、能幹，而且我愛這樣，但是踏入這個充滿危險威脅的世界，她跟著我走是重要的，這樣我才知道她是安全的。這看起來像是控制，然而卻是對她的保護。」&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;安定方位：&lt;a href="http://www.parttimegroup.com/PartTimeLove/Assessories/NineType/Answer.aspx?type=2" class="blue"&gt;付出型&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 在安定的狀態下您會變得順從、願意付出、容易受人影響，讚成和自己有關的事物。&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;壓力方位：&lt;a href="http://www.parttimegroup.com/PartTimeLove/Assessories/NineType/Answer.aspx?type=5" class="blue"&gt;思考型&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 當面對感情的壓力或情緒對抗時，您會變得沮喪、怠惰、不溝通，而且無法決定自己在思考的事情，並加以實行。&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;建意：&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;學習接受沉悶和恐懼&lt;br /&gt; 認知並歡迎您的脆弱及無力&lt;br /&gt; 改善自己責備他人的傾向&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;最渴望：&lt;/span&gt;控制掌握一切，當家作主&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;最恐懼：&lt;/span&gt;屈服於人&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;最難達到的美德：&lt;/span&gt;純真 (Innocence)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;最難克服的執念：&lt;/span&gt;縱慾 (Lust)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The test's slightly true and slightly not true...&lt;br /&gt;How does it reflect on me? ngam tak ngam?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newayz here's the &lt;a href="http://www.parttimegroup.com/PartTimeLove/Assessories/NineType/_Paper1.aspx"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; if u wanna have a try&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-3156703534164875220?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/3156703534164875220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=3156703534164875220&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/3156703534164875220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/3156703534164875220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/07/test-1.html' title='Test #1'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-2457294960963924453</id><published>2008-07-25T01:19:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T02:40:32.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;想哭&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;陈奕迅&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VE65lwvJyG4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VE65lwvJyG4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;相约  在一个适合聊天  的下午&lt;br /&gt;分开很多年  满以为没有包袱&lt;br /&gt;我还打算回顾  我们为何结束&lt;br /&gt;还想问你  是不是一个人  住&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当你的笑容  给我礼貌的招呼&lt;br /&gt;当我想诉说  这些年来的感触&lt;br /&gt;你却点了满桌  我最爱的食物&lt;br /&gt;介绍我看一本  天文学的书&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想哭  不敢哭&lt;br /&gt;难道这种相处&lt;br /&gt;不像我们梦寐以求  的幸福&lt;br /&gt;走下去  这一步&lt;br /&gt;是宽容  还是痛苦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想哭  怎么哭&lt;br /&gt;完成爱情旅途&lt;br /&gt;谈天说地  是最理想的出路&lt;br /&gt;谈音乐  谈时事  不说爱&lt;br /&gt;若无其事  原来是  最狠的报复&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当我想坦白  我们的乐  多于苦&lt;br /&gt;你说  水星  它没有卫星  好孤独&lt;br /&gt;我才明白时间  较分手  还残酷&lt;br /&gt;老朋友了  再没资格  不满足&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想哭  不敢哭&lt;br /&gt;难道这种相处&lt;br /&gt;不像我们梦寐以求  的幸福&lt;br /&gt;走下去  这一步&lt;br /&gt;是宽容  还是痛苦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想哭  怎么哭&lt;br /&gt;完成爱情旅途&lt;br /&gt;谈天说地  是最理想的出路&lt;br /&gt;谈音乐  谈时事  不说爱&lt;br /&gt;若无其事  原来是最狠  的报复&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;若无其事  原来是最狠的  报复...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;很喜欢的一首歌，陈奕迅的"想哭"。&lt;br /&gt;又是林夕的作品，我想怎么会写得这么好，深受感触..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实很多时候，心情就会很像这首歌酱...&lt;br /&gt;对于某些人，就是会带有这样的感觉..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很多人都说，"时间能冲淡一切"。&lt;br /&gt;但对于一些不想被冲淡的，难道时间就是好东西吗?&lt;br /&gt;有些人会有愿望，对于某事或某人会有期待，甚至会有寄托。&lt;br /&gt;但时间却把这一切，一一地冲淡...&lt;br /&gt;因时间的缘故而导致没有下落的梦想，应该怎样处理呢..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;矛盾是&lt;br /&gt;想说的话 不能 说出来&lt;br /&gt;想做的事 因身份而不恰当&lt;br /&gt;想的人 却没有想你&lt;br /&gt;最了解你的人 不爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无奈是&lt;br /&gt;凡事 只能以微笑带过&lt;br /&gt;脸上挂着的 永远是个面具&lt;br /&gt;口是心非 已成了个习惯&lt;br /&gt;敷衍 衬托 已练到最高境界&lt;br /&gt;而最后 唯一 的选择&lt;br /&gt;很明显的是 逃避&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每次听这首歌&lt;br /&gt;都会很心酸&lt;br /&gt;都会 很想哭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我讨厌 若无其事&lt;br /&gt;因为它是最狠的 报复&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This song has so little options from YouTube... This is best that i can find but the ending chorus doesn't sound right. Other clips the song and the wording speed doesn't match, so in the end i picked this clip which the words match the song but has a little defect in the last chorus... &gt;"&lt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-2457294960963924453?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/2457294960963924453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=2457294960963924453&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/2457294960963924453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/2457294960963924453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/07/cry.html' title='Cry'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-1273427286343522551</id><published>2008-07-20T22:08:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:23:51.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SINIJNzLaQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Yb8LbhF2wpc/s1600-h/joker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SINIJNzLaQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Yb8LbhF2wpc/s320/joker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225099315840248066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the Joker. I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMO he is an absolute genius, albeit a psychopathic genius.&lt;br /&gt;He is extremely intelligent, he plans two steps ahead of everyone, and does everything in a very unorthodox way. Hence the Joker is bloody hard to predict, making him the equivalent of a baddie Einstein. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(go watch the Dark Knight then you'll know what i mean)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is insane, and that's what makes him so powerful.&lt;br /&gt;With his insane mind, I do not think he is afraid of anything, even death.&lt;br /&gt;This guy bloody laughs in the face of death, as if he is happy of dying or something***. Freak.&lt;br /&gt;To him, Batman is not something he feared, but something he enjoys playing with.&lt;br /&gt;He said to Batman himself in the ending minutes of the movie,&lt;br /&gt;"You &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(batman)&lt;/span&gt; won't kill me because of some personal reason of yours, maybe the feeling of righteousness; and I &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(joker)&lt;/span&gt; won't kill you because you're JUST SO MUCH FUN!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Crazy son of a bitch =..="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a criminal, a bad guy without a motive.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike many other bad guys, he doesn't do what he does for money***, or for revenge, or for any reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;Because he is fukin' crazy, he doesn't need justifications to do what he does.&lt;br /&gt;All he has in mind is to create chaos, destruction, and death, while at the same time having fun..&lt;br /&gt;He blow stuffs up, kills people, and make normal citizens turn their backs up against each other just because he want to prove that deep down inside, everyone is just the same as him, and while doing this he just enjoys the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I respect him because in truth he is just a normal person.&lt;br /&gt;Without any special abilities or special gadgets, the Joker would and could still stand up against the almighty Batman equipped with his ninja kungfu moves, and his arsenal of weapons and stuffs that the Joker would never get.&lt;br /&gt;And despite these disadvantage, the Joker appeared to have bettered Batman basically in every aspect***.&lt;br /&gt;Only with his brain, the Joker triumphs over Batman's brawn, weaponry, and his absurd batpod/bat-tank-car-lookalike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gets stuffs done without even look like trying, he gets beated up but doesn't seem flustered, he does stuffs, really bad stuffs just for the sake of doing it, and he often gets what he wants.&lt;br /&gt;As a conclusion, I think he is the perfect villain.&lt;br /&gt;For bad guys, he is the perfect role model.&lt;br /&gt;Hence that's why I really like the Joker. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeah I'm considered as a rebellious baddie sometimes XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SINTZVgS4LI/AAAAAAAAAHc/HFweo_Zao9w/s1600-h/jokerposter2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SINTZVgS4LI/AAAAAAAAAHc/HFweo_Zao9w/s320/jokerposter2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225111687414341810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R.I.P Heath.&lt;br /&gt;you've done a great job in portraying the Joker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SISNefS3cVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-G17O1GKkyo/s1600-h/The-Joker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SISNefS3cVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-G17O1GKkyo/s320/The-Joker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225457022592840018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why.. so.. serious..?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Please do watch the movie in order to fully understand and feel what i mean in these sentences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've just came back from The Curve, watched The Dark Knight together with my mom cuz she was bugging that she wanted to watch it so badly -___-"&lt;br /&gt;After watching it, I have nothing but compliments for this movie.&lt;br /&gt;Just like a newspaper review I read today, it certainly can be nominated as few of the selected "Movie of the Year". It's really that good IMO ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go watch it ASAP!!! It's a Kick-Ass movie!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-1273427286343522551?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/1273427286343522551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=1273427286343522551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/1273427286343522551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/1273427286343522551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/07/joker.html' title='Joker'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SINIJNzLaQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Yb8LbhF2wpc/s72-c/joker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-7068144446223743442</id><published>2008-07-19T22:24:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T00:58:01.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SIH8TOoE3VI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MI0_pK0ry7w/s1600-h/P1020485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SIH8TOoE3VI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MI0_pK0ry7w/s320/P1020485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224734450000387410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I did something that I would never imagine me doing for a long long time, and that is to sew a button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually a front button of one of my favorite shirt, which came off dunno when.&lt;br /&gt;So I'd just removed a button from one of the four pockets and stitched it onto the place, just a small lil' achievement that doesn't seem like something worth boosting about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not the case, because in doing this I've found out that those stitching classes i had in all those "household learning" &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(what are those classes called edy ar in Malay, I can't seem to remember after all these years - pendidikan jasmani?!? eh that's PE cls rite..)&lt;/span&gt; I had while in secondary school form 1/2/3, those knowledge I once deemed USELESS had actually been useful in this particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence that is why I am proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;Not because of succeeding in fixing a missing button;&lt;br /&gt;But because I still remembered how to do my stitching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SIH_1aOgUSI/AAAAAAAAAHM/VqJOL5Pv3MI/s1600-h/P1020489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SIH_1aOgUSI/AAAAAAAAAHM/VqJOL5Pv3MI/s320/P1020489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224738335764795682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw let me introduce you to Jungle Green (J.G).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.G is what we Cadetians used to call it, because it is green in colour, and basically it's a jungle combat outfit.&lt;br /&gt;It was once one of my uniform in my cadet haydays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a proud thing for a cadet to receive his first J.G, it's such a big occasion that it's actually worth celebrating for.&lt;br /&gt;You won't naturally get a J.G.&lt;br /&gt;You need to EARN it. Through tests, exams and promotions, you will need to get to a certain "grade" to earn your J.G.&lt;br /&gt;I got mine while i was in Form 3, the 3rd year I joined the cadet police force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My J.G has been with me for almost 7 years now, and it has been through thick and thin with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've jumped off a 5 floor building while wearing it.&lt;br /&gt;Ran 20KMs while wearing it.&lt;br /&gt;Swimed through rivers and mud while wearing it.&lt;br /&gt;Climbed a mountain while wearing it.&lt;br /&gt;Got lost in a jungle while wearing it.&lt;br /&gt;Shot a M16 rifle while wearing it.&lt;br /&gt;Slept in it. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(after 7 years, it would be very weird if i hadn't slept in it ^^")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performed in a live drama while wearing it. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(acting as a "special armed forces" obviously XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electricuted countless ladies while wearing it. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(HaHaHa very funny but it's true XP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learned many things as a junor cadet while wearing it.&lt;br /&gt;Taught and tortured fellow juniors as a senior cadet while wearing it.&lt;br /&gt;Taught my last proper class as a cadet officer while wearing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a summary, I've sweat , bleed, laughed and cried in my J.G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these years, I still have the honour to fix your button.&lt;br /&gt;J.G, I'm really proud of you, and I think you would be proud of me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Now my J.G is just for casual wear, I still would wear it out for lectures, for shopping and stuffs...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-7068144446223743442?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/7068144446223743442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=7068144446223743442&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/7068144446223743442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/7068144446223743442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/07/proud.html' title='Proud'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SIH8TOoE3VI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MI0_pK0ry7w/s72-c/P1020485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-3910957751140048725</id><published>2008-07-17T01:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T02:19:23.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie's Night Out @ 16/7</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s100.photobucket.com/albums/m1/BuLaiEN0502414/?action=view&amp;amp;current=hellboy-ii-poster.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m1/BuLaiEN0502414/hellboy-ii-poster.jpg" alt="Hellboy II" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came home after finished watching HellBoy II @ Kepong TGV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I could say about it is GO WATCH IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's nice, action packed, with a decent storyline(most of the movies nowadays don't have one -__-), and also has supa hot Selma Blair in it!! &gt;:P~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that surprised me is that someone i didn't expect to show up in the movie appeared, and it's one of my all time favorite actress - Calista Flockhart&lt;br /&gt;Swttttttt didn't recognize her at first because it's been so long since she last showed up in a movie and the fact that she's dressed/makeup-ed as an Elf makes it even harder.&lt;br /&gt;But at 1st she seemed familiar... Then my sis told me that it's really her after the show, I was like... OMG O.O"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a nice show go watch it if u can ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rant #2 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(#1 was about Shitmax=Streamyx)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepong Jusco parking system sucks!!!&lt;br /&gt;I finished my movie at around 1230am, my car was parked at the cinema floor, but they bloody locked both the exits of the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;I went 1 floor &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt; through the escalator and then back 1 floor &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt; through the car ramp. WTF&lt;br /&gt;Then they have like 4 floors of parking space, but only one floor has the autopay machine. cb&lt;br /&gt;On that single floor, there are only 2 autopay machines, and on this particular day, one of them went out of order, hence only ONE AUTOPAY MACHINE IN THE WHOLE FUKIN BUILDING WAS WORKING.&lt;br /&gt;Lined up for HALF AN FUKIN HOUR TO PAY THE PARKING TICKET.&lt;br /&gt;RUBBISH. UTTER RUBBISH. Couldn't put it any better =..="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's late, niteZzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-3910957751140048725?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/3910957751140048725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=3910957751140048725&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/3910957751140048725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/3910957751140048725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/07/movie-night-out-167.html' title='Movie&apos;s Night Out @ 16/7'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-3449643354663968755</id><published>2008-07-15T21:16:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:39:46.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>U Suck!!! (refering to some local broadband service provider..)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s100.photobucket.com/albums/m1/BuLaiEN0502414/?action=view&amp;amp;current=300tonitestreamyxub9.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m1/BuLaiEN0502414/300tonitestreamyxub9.gif" alt="StreamyxSLowAsHell" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell.. Been trying to online for the whole fukin' day and now after finally can online, the internet is so god damm slow!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fed up fed up fed up fed up fed up fed up dhaduilasi;ncjscknsainadalkmdacj mtherfker ccb zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't always like this tho, I used to enjoy smooth, uninterrupted broadband..&lt;br /&gt;Playing hours and hours of DoTa without ever needing to worry  about sudden putus line or stuffs like dat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. nvrmind putus line, even getting started is also a problem...&lt;br /&gt;i so bloody hate this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumor has it that TM has been adding more and more customers without regards to its technical capability, meaning that although TM/Streamyx doesn't have the technical support and capability (like insufficient servers, ports and the sorts) to further extend its network, it still continuously welcome new customers just for the sake of PROFIT... Axxhxlxs...&lt;br /&gt;Hence that is why broadband which should be bloody fast is so slow now, and why I'm facing these issues... Zzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw.. On a more serious note, anyone using Streamyx experiencing anything similar to what I'm having?&lt;br /&gt;Like hard to go online (although ADSL light on modem isn't blinking), or really slow connection, or suddenly line interruption after not very long usage of the broadband... anyone?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it just me having these "special" services...   凸(-___..____-||||)凸&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-3449643354663968755?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/3449643354663968755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=3449643354663968755&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/3449643354663968755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/3449643354663968755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/07/u-suck-refering-to-some-local-broadband.html' title='U Suck!!! (refering to some local broadband service provider..)'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-439283150724403335</id><published>2008-07-14T16:54:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T20:18:29.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Debut</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wasted hours today trying to fix the outlook of this blog. -__-"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was previously using a preset template but in the end decided it wasn't "personal" enough, hence the extra effort made into making the title...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how long it took for this...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHsVPQDFQII/AAAAAAAAACs/hYxagy09jfU/s1600-h/P1010853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHsVPQDFQII/AAAAAAAAACs/hYxagy09jfU/s320/P1010853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222791544616337538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to become this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHsW1htd7UI/AAAAAAAAADU/Y8hzWqjIxUs/s1600-h/P101085322222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHsW1htd7UI/AAAAAAAAADU/Y8hzWqjIxUs/s320/P101085322222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222793301704174914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then into this...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHsVPvGMP0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/zGyig5P-Yck/s1600-h/P10108532painting2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHsVPvGMP0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/zGyig5P-Yck/s320/P10108532painting2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222791552950878018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then this...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHsXkAqw0lI/AAAAAAAAADc/by4d2PVTRaw/s1600-h/sunny.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHsXkAqw0lI/AAAAAAAAADc/by4d2PVTRaw/s320/sunny.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222794100288311890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally into this...&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHsVP0MbGnI/AAAAAAAAADE/lNL2X30KM64/s1600-h/bryan%27s+sun+1+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHsVP0MbGnI/AAAAAAAAADE/lNL2X30KM64/s320/bryan%27s+sun+1+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222791554319194738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, honestly it wasn't really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; long but anyways it was fun doing some drawing once again ^^P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After some tweaking of the colours and fonts, it's now safe to say that the look of my Blogspot is completed, yet something still doesn't look exactly right about it, but I don't know what =.=|||&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What's wrong with it?!? Why am I having this weird feeling about it!??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Zzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*btw it's my blog's proper debut u see so sokong a bit la pls*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-439283150724403335?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/439283150724403335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=439283150724403335&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/439283150724403335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/439283150724403335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/07/debut.html' title='Debut'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHsVPQDFQII/AAAAAAAAACs/hYxagy09jfU/s72-c/P1010853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4416681290193903291.post-1085484321659783525</id><published>2008-07-14T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T00:41:57.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>introduction</title><content type='html'>Hey there everyone, it's me and yeah this is my new but also not-so-new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's new because I haven't started any post yet and this is my 1st blog entry here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand it's not so new because i actually created this blog few months back, it's just that I didn't touch it for a few months since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be totally abandoning my old friendster blog tho, there are still important stuffs and memories instilled there and if u and I are not that close then I suggest u to pay a visit to my old blog and take a trip down Bryan's memory lane... click &lt;a href="http://bulaien.blogs.friendster.com/bryans_place_of_dirty_lil/"&gt;here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will still be updating my friendster blog.. albeit with posts that are of different substance than those that can be found here in the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan's Blogger's Blog will be my place where I'll put up random thoughts, random updates of interesting/weird/scary/disgusting daily happenings, random rants and sorts.&lt;br /&gt;Here will practically be filled with shorter and simpler post as oppose to those "essays" (that's how my friends put it) of my friendster blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically here's where I'll bullshit...&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to crap here (but please do crap with some relevance to what I've posted tq ^^")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4416681290193903291-1085484321659783525?l=l3ryan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/feeds/1085484321659783525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4416681290193903291&amp;postID=1085484321659783525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/1085484321659783525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4416681290193903291/posts/default/1085484321659783525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l3ryan.blogspot.com/2008/07/introduction.html' title='introduction'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494154613662515008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ryKU11lf4Fg/SHtF3ThOdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1fxrx7g04bs/S220/P4220303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
