<?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-2996344560497222170</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:09:00.792+08:00</updated><category term='Vietnam'/><category term='Haibara Ai'/><category term='Hanoi'/><category term='This Is It'/><category term='Shiho Miyano'/><category term='Detective Conan Live Action Movie 2'/><category term='Crappy Censorship'/><category term='In Her Shoes'/><category term='Berjaya Times Square'/><category term='Exams'/><category term='Stress'/><category term='Dog'/><category term='Conan Edogawa'/><category term='Poems'/><category term='Hug'/><category term='Orianthi Panagaris'/><category term='SPM'/><category term='Poem'/><category term='Micheal Jackson'/><category term='Krispy Kreme'/><category term='Detective Conan'/><category term='Happy Birthday'/><category term='Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)'/><category term='I Carry Your Heart With Me'/><category term='Dan Brown'/><category term='Guitarist'/><category term='Drumsticks'/><category term='GazettE'/><category term='Orange'/><category term='Sum'/><category term='Marilyn Manson'/><category term='17 Days To Go'/><category term='E.e Cummings'/><category term='Epic'/><category term='Tze'/><category term='49'/><category term='Shinichi Kudo'/><category term='Abnormal'/><category term='Recollection'/><category term='Golden Ticket'/><category term='Golden Retriever'/><category term='Noctural'/><category term='The Lost Symbol'/><category term='Doughnuts'/><category term='Trip'/><category term='School'/><category term='Pandorum'/><title type='text'>The Grosteque Imaginations~</title><subtitle type='html'>My life story told.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-4462687731105091990</id><published>2010-05-10T17:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T17:11:01.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hanoi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vietnam'/><title type='text'>Things Aren't What They Seem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;Finally!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;A new post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;This time, I'll be writing bout my trip in Vietnam, Hanoi and trust me, it's an eye-opener.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;If you were thinking that a place like this would be a somewhat undeveloped country,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;You aren't anywhere from far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;If you've been to more remote places in Thailand, it's something like that here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;But the highlight of my post this time is the cultural side of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Be here for three days and you'll start giving EVERYONE a suspicious eye. They'll rip you off here every little chance they have here. But the thing is they'll not even give it a thought to steal from you. You can walk around with jewelry no problemo. No such thing as snatch thieves or robbery here. Strange isn't it?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Don't forget this is also a communist country. Anything like that and *chop!*. It's a place where they won't steal from you but if you're not careful and lose something, they'll definitely not return it to you. So be real careful around here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;Be here for five days and you'll start crossing the roads here no problem. Hardly any cars here cause they cost DOUBLE the price of our heavily taxed cars in Malaysia. But the whole road is teeming with motorcycles and bicycles that zoom by every second at terrifying speeds. The cars here don't give way either. So don't walk in front of a car and expect them to slow down, cause they won't. One of the main reasons why accidents occur all the time. On the other hand, motorcycles and bikes can avoid you. Try taking a taxi here, their driving techniques are incredible. You can see how those two-wheeled vehicles maneuver around you. The people here never lift their hands off the honks - the main cause of the sound pollution here. They'll honk at ANYTHING in their way - alive or not.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;Be here for a week, that's only when you'll start seeing the good side of these people. Like Thais, if you get on their good side, it's always the safest. There ARE some very honest people I've met around here. But that's rare alone. Learn to have a good laugh with them and they'll be nice to you. Buy favors from the people useful to you here if possible and they'll make life good for you. And you'll learn to haggle well after this period of time too. Everything (except with stated fixed price) can be haggled for. Most of the things here are cheap such as bags and clothes (counterfeit of course).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Food is really good too. &lt;b&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/b&gt; is fresh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Best of the best I tell you. But don't buy food off the streets with no washing water. Just observe them for a while and you'll know why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;But if you look in the right places, food is fantastic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;Like the beef noodles, &lt;i&gt;Phở Bò&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;(fer bo), their signature dish around here. It's definitely the best. Everything is fresh and real good. People here aren't fat because of their low-fat and tasty diet. Stay here and you'll definitely lose weight. The food here are low in oil content and salt. That sounds tasteless right? But it's all replaced with the yummy vegetables (scrumptious) and fruits (delicious!) here. Unless you're a carnivore, you'll love the food here. Actually in fact, I think you'll stop being a carnivore after your trip here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;So there you have it. Hanoi in Vietnam. There's actually so much more to write about. But I haven't been here long enough so...yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;They have &lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Twister&lt;/span&gt; in the form of a can here!!!!! And they have Fanta!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;So there...byeeee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996344560497222170-4462687731105091990?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/4462687731105091990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=4462687731105091990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/4462687731105091990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/4462687731105091990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2010/05/things-arent-what-they-seem.html' title='Things Aren&apos;t What They Seem'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-7396670554248133593</id><published>2010-01-19T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T16:01:18.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got the job!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;As the title suggests,&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YES!&lt;/b&gt; I got it!&lt;/span&gt; The job at Petsmore in Queens' Park. Will be starting work on Monday and once that happens, we'll see a lot less of Joey (which is a good thing...right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Well, not much to talk about since I'm real tired. I've watched &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The Spy Next Door&lt;/span&gt; starring&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt; Jackie Chan&lt;/span&gt; already but I'll only do the review another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I've also gotten myself a new pair of &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Mix-Style Headphones&lt;/span&gt; to replace my existing one. Somehow it doesn't seem to have the feel of the old one. It&lt;b&gt; IS&lt;/b&gt; cheaper by a whole lot too. So far the sound doesn't sound bad so it should just be my imagination. Oh well, ciao~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996344560497222170-7396670554248133593?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/7396670554248133593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=7396670554248133593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/7396670554248133593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/7396670554248133593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2010/01/got-job.html' title='Got the job!'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-6326010272258027423</id><published>2010-01-17T19:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T19:11:59.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woohoo! Job at pet store!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Went out looking for jobs again. Went to PetsMore in Queen's Park and got my first interview. They'll be calling one of these three days for my &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;second interview&lt;/span&gt;! Finally! A job in a &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;pet's store&lt;/span&gt;! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;It's my '&lt;b style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;' job! 8DDDD Woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Problem is, even though it's a 5-days a week job, but I've to work on weekends. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;BUT, it's worth it cause I get RM900 + Commission a month! Awesomeness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;So wish me luck for my second interview!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996344560497222170-6326010272258027423?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/6326010272258027423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=6326010272258027423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/6326010272258027423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/6326010272258027423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2010/01/woohoo.html' title='Woohoo! Job at pet store!'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-5293737141889902857</id><published>2010-01-16T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T08:30:00.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prinny Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #e69138;"&gt;As far as I LOVE Prinny with all my heart, it can get extremely agitating. What's more provoking than losing 30 lives every 5 minutes. It's just too difficult. If I'm not patient while playing this, I don't know what is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gamersuniversity.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/prinny_cover12222008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.gamersuniversity.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/prinny_cover12222008.jpg" width="186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;But I gotta admit that Prinny makes me fuzzly =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #45818e; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;But this game is seriously brilliant. An amazing 2-D Platformer that KILLS you. It's ULTRA-DIFFICULT. It's so far the toughest game I've ever laid my eyes upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #e69138; text-align: left;"&gt;At the beginning of the game you are allowed to choose two types of difficulties: Hell's Finest or just the regular difficulty. Both difficulties include 1000 chances and in regular difficulty, Prinny has 3 lives whilst Hell's Finest, he only has one. I mean GOD, who plays THAT. Even 3 lives is enough for me to hack away a hundred chances in 2 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #e69138; text-align: left;"&gt;And after playing with strategy for 2-3 hours, you just want to go all the way - kamikaze style. I'd say the stage completion is even tougher than the bosses itself! They send a parade-no, a RAIN of enemy troops down on you. And you're expected to dodge them with your 3 pathetic amount of lives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;To play Prinny, you need to have:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Perfect Timing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Perfect Finger-work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Perfectly Quick Reaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and be Perfectly...well, Perfect Patience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #a64d79; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #a64d79; text-align: left;"&gt;These are the MUST-HAVE or you'll end up bashing your PSP or maybe end up mopping in the corner crying. It's such a dangerous game *exasperatingly shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But the good side of the story is that it has nice graphics and has entertaining humour. If you manage to finish the game, you'll feel the satisfaction without a doubt. I remembered I called everyone who knew I was playing Prinny that I finished the game and was almost in tears lol (&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YES, THAT'S how bad it is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #e69138; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #e69138; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm currently playing the Alternative Storyline now. It's as crazy. At least crazy enough to evoke my emotions to blog. Now I feel much better! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Time to hack away those lives!&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/2996344560497222170-5293737141889902857?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/5293737141889902857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=5293737141889902857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/5293737141889902857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/5293737141889902857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2010/01/prinny-madness.html' title='Prinny Madness'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-994918348722043224</id><published>2010-01-13T05:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T05:18:20.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;I've been wasting my holidays away. Gosh. Never have I ever felt like my days being so uneventful. Well, to fill it up I've been around asking for jobs. Today I went to a couple of pet shops to ask for a job. After thinking through the options I have, I thought pet shops would suit me best prior to my last decision to just work in Adam's game shop.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Well, lately I've also been going out with &lt;a href="http://yaplog.jp/terrychan/"&gt;Terry&lt;/a&gt; a lot ^^ It's fun having him around. Since we ARE long-lost friends of 6 years lol. But yeah. Just the other day I found out I forgot how to back-skate again. Took me 5 hours to re-learn it again. This proves I need to go skating more often. *shrugs*  I've also further confirmed with myself that I should go to Taylor's. I think that would suit me best. But the one thing that's holding me back is the same lot of people from Suria are going there too. I'm not too sure bout being in the same environment they are in. But I'm also going to check INTI too just to be sure. Of course, the tour around Taylor's is just too convincing for me to want to go there now. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I also just came back from watching &lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3; font-size: small;"&gt;Alvin and the Chipmunks 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ontheflix.com/images/chipmunks2mp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.ontheflix.com/images/chipmunks2mp.jpg" width="274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; I can't say 'squeakual' sounds very innovative though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #76a5af; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;But anyway, the show wasn't as good as the first one. It's quite entertaining though. I won't really be reviewing this cause I don't find it worth reviewing. It'll be something nice to watch with your family but not really as a must-watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: yellow; text-align: left;"&gt;*Spoilers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: orange; text-align: left;"&gt;The plot is mainly about the three chipmunks, Alvin, Simon and Theodore who are world famous singing chipmunks and when their guardian, Dave is hospitalized, he put them under an aunty's temporary care. But unfortunately, she runs into a minor accident as well. So they're then put under her grandson (who only games and has no sense of responsibility at all)'s care. Then the antagonist from the first movie finds a new batch of chipmunks who call themselves 'Chipettes' and tried to take over the Chipmunks' fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #674ea7; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;For now, we'll just wait till good stuff such as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Tooth Fairy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Shrek: Forever After&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;A Nightmare On Elm Street&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;The Spy Next Door&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;(just to name a few) to be released. Loads of good shows are coming out this year. As well as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;games &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;(YIPEEE!)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, it's late (early). Gotta go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Ciao!&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/2996344560497222170-994918348722043224?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/994918348722043224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=994918348722043224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/994918348722043224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/994918348722043224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2010/01/holidays.html' title='Holidays...'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-1546436586055441529</id><published>2009-12-20T02:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T02:54:50.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Princess and The Frog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Just finished &lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;The Princess and The Frog&lt;/span&gt;. Another Disney production. Interestingly, Disney made a black princess this time. Must be due to having Obama as President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Below here is the movie poster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.page626.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/princess-the-frog_teaser-poster_99089crop-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.page626.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/princess-the-frog_teaser-poster_99089crop-2.jpg" width="204" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Nostalgic isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Instead of showing the plot this time I'll just go straight to posting the trailer to this show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qg_3jdQQKdI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&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/qg_3jdQQKdI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Makes you wanna watch eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;It's a little more of what you didn't expect and at the same time, it's pretty cliche but overall pretty good =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;One more other weird thing was that I actually had inspiration to write right after the movie D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;And such an emo one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;It's called &lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;A Sad Song Tonight&lt;/span&gt;. Enjoy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;In my arms you will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;In my heart you will see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;That my dreams and hope is having you with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;If love has to be dug so deep,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;I know then it's worth taking a faith's leap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;I desire to feel you close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;For you and I know I love you most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Would you inflict pain to my heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Pain that would tear me apart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;I miss you everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;But only in my dreams will you feel the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;The things I wish I could say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;But it's not my game to play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Because I know I'll just be pushed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;All you require I cannot give,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Nothing to do but take my leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;I love you do you believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;As much as you are my heart's thief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;I am soundly awake for you, are my sleeping lullaby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;But the song you sing rhymes goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Why now my love, could we not try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;By my bed every night,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;I quivered and howled as I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;For you my dear are singing a sad song tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996344560497222170-1546436586055441529?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/1546436586055441529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=1546436586055441529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/1546436586055441529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/1546436586055441529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2009/12/princess-and-frog.html' title='The Princess and The Frog'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-5360756013774785991</id><published>2009-12-03T07:51:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T08:01:57.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Departures - Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Just finished the show - Departures (Okuribito).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;If you've never heard of it, it's a Japanese production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;*&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Spoilers Ahead&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://moooooooon.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/okuribito-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://moooooooon.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/okuribito-1.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; The Japanese Version Of The Poster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Departures mainly revolves around a man named Daigo (played by Masahiro Motoki) who's a cellist-turned-mortician He dreams of becoming a professional cellist but out of the blue, the orchestra went broke and had to be dissolved. So, being driven desperate, he had to sell his 18 Million Yen cello (madness) which he still owed and move back to his home-town with his wife. He sees an advertisement in the newspaper stating 'Departures' with high pay and short hours. Mistaking it as a travel agency, he phones in for an interview and was surprised as he was hired immediately. He then learns that there was a printing error in the newspaper and that 'Departures' was supposed to be 'The Departed'. But due to the high pay (500,000 Yen) and his desperate need for money, he took on the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave the rest for you guys to watch. It's quite an original plot. Though the story may seem a little morbid, it's actually quite an interesting watch as well as an eye-opener. This story contains multiple genres including comedy and drama. Although the Japanese trailer states that this show is not suitable for children, I find this show to be pretty mild. It can be quite a family show. There's also some cello moments played by Daigo. I definitely recommend this show. So, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Ratings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Stars:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;4.5/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;8/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Music/Soundtrack:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;7/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;P.S: I bought the original DVD for the price of RM16.90. You can find it in Times Square (In one of the CD shops. Don't remember the name..sorry.). Buy original, see original ;)&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/2996344560497222170-5360756013774785991?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/5360756013774785991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=5360756013774785991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/5360756013774785991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/5360756013774785991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2009/12/departures-review.html' title='Departures - Review'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-1849563662196453889</id><published>2009-11-30T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T16:18:27.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost there..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Just finished biology..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It wasn't a satisfying paper I have to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It could've been better if I had my head to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Oh well, last paper tomorrow. Wish me luck!&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/2996344560497222170-1849563662196453889?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/1849563662196453889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=1849563662196453889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/1849563662196453889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/1849563662196453889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2009/11/almost-there.html' title='Almost there..'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-8347148378907126367</id><published>2009-11-29T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T21:05:20.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darn..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;FOCUS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Damn..I need to focus. Losing focus in exams. I need to clear my mind NOW! Only &lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;2 subjects&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;4 papers &lt;/span&gt;left..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996344560497222170-8347148378907126367?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/8347148378907126367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=8347148378907126367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/8347148378907126367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/8347148378907126367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2009/11/darn.html' title='Darn..'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-3201938748913558198</id><published>2009-11-29T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T00:45:15.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wonder..</title><content type='html'>I've walked on this ground long enough to know some things in life.&lt;br /&gt;There are countless times where I've endured pain and suffering.&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's only a gist of life, I've gone through them without second thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Even now I don't properly see what true pain in life can really be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind me and my emo talk. Just wrote a new piece. It's a tab and I call it "Penguin's Lullabye". It gives a very goodbye feeling but not too sad at the same time a little cheerful. It's about singing a lullaby of goodbye - therefore "Lullabye".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..I'm too lazy to further write anything else...ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996344560497222170-3201938748913558198?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/3201938748913558198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=3201938748913558198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/3201938748913558198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/3201938748913558198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wonder.html' title='I Wonder..'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-3251711957238943566</id><published>2009-11-01T14:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T23:52:30.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orianthi Panagaris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Golden Retriever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orange'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guitarist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='17 Days To Go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This Is It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Micheal Jackson'/><title type='text'>This Is It!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;Just watched Micheal Jackson's &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Jackson%27s_This_Is_It"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;This Is It&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;with Joo Lee and Azeera yesterday. Was real lucky to have gotten extra tickets to watch it! It was &lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;PHENOMENAL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Seeing Micheal Jackson one last time in that rehearsal recording really makes it hard to believe that he's dead. He was full of life and rocked the stage. He tampered with every beat and every tune to all his songs to perfection. He dances like nobody's business and he rocks at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Watching This Is It brought back the 3-year old Micheal fan out of me. And now, I really miss him ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I think it's an opportunity to watch it and if any of you are going to watch it, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;stay till the VERY end&lt;/span&gt;. There's extras at the end *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Also, we've gotten a first-eye witness to his guitarist for the concert -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/Su0pEaoG8gI/AAAAAAAAAFo/b3s7Jar-kIQ/s1600-h/50157822.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/Su0pEaoG8gI/AAAAAAAAAFo/b3s7Jar-kIQ/s320/50157822.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Orianthi Panagaris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Apparently, she's been around for a while. She's Greek and she's rockin' good. Played as Carrie Underwood's lead once. And even had a chance to play with Carlos Santana when she was 18. She even came up with two albums already: &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Violet Journey&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Believe&lt;/span&gt; (which was most recent). Apparently she can even sing! So we're looking here at this girl who's future is bright alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;She also happens to be like one of the&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;best female shredder&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I've EVER seen in my WHOLE life. From now on, she's on my idol and inspirational list. Plus, she's &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;hawt &lt;/span&gt;8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;And updates of my Golden Retriever? We've decided to call him &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Orange&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/Su0tJoHDJeI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Y512I2HxX6g/s1600-h/DSC02260.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/Su0tJoHDJeI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Y512I2HxX6g/s320/DSC02260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/Su0s6EBlRKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/TPz19rypiSo/s1600-h/DSC02232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/Su0s6EBlRKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/TPz19rypiSo/s320/DSC02232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/Su0s9r1pTKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/E7dOsxjOJB0/s1600-h/DSC02234.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/Su0s9r1pTKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/E7dOsxjOJB0/s320/DSC02234.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/Su0tAaNDYoI/AAAAAAAAAGA/awDjHnmWcww/s1600-h/DSC02247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/Su0tAaNDYoI/AAAAAAAAAGA/awDjHnmWcww/s320/DSC02247.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/Su0tC49CpoI/AAAAAAAAAGI/quAr5fFyjEw/s1600-h/DSC02251.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/Su0tC49CpoI/AAAAAAAAAGI/quAr5fFyjEw/s320/DSC02251.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/Su0tGU3mH0I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/9VzDV_mFf9w/s1600-h/DSC02258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/Su0tGU3mH0I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/9VzDV_mFf9w/s320/DSC02258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;Cute isn't he? He's just learnt to sit and play tug-o-war!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;He's adorable =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Okay, gotta ciao now, take care everyone! SPMmers, we've &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;17 days&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;to go before the horror begins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Jya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996344560497222170-3251711957238943566?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/3251711957238943566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=3251711957238943566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/3251711957238943566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/3251711957238943566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-it.html' title='This Is It!!'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/Su0pEaoG8gI/AAAAAAAAAFo/b3s7Jar-kIQ/s72-c/50157822.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-7927692883440913248</id><published>2009-10-18T04:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T04:06:50.140+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pandorum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Golden Retriever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crappy Censorship'/><title type='text'>Getting a dog!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Hey readers (if there are any),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;I've finally reached my destination a.k.a the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;I've been feeling lazy lately and didn't get the chance to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;So new things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Uh.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;oh yeah, just watched &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pandorum" style="color: white;"&gt;Pandorum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt; (&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Note: link contains spoilers&lt;/span&gt;) just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daemonsmovies.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/pandorum-324x500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.daemonsmovies.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/pandorum-324x500.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="color: white;"&gt; Freaky&lt;/b&gt; o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;But yeah. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Review time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;I give this one &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;3 1/2 stars&lt;/span&gt; out of &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;I'm not too big of a Sci-Fi fan so giving that much is considered quite good already I suppose =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;Oh yeah, and if you're planning to watch this show, be sure you don't have a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;This show jolts a lot of shocking and sudden sounds that catches you off guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;And the funny thing bout this show is that it's rated PG-13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;Honestly, it isn't any better than District 9. I understand District 9 is rated 18 because of the violence and language. BUT, Pandorum is also violent and foul! They did censor the f*** and the b**** but the censorship needs working on.... *scratches head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;An example of it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;What the fuc*censors* is that?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;That bitc*censors* is gonna pay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;I mean, what kind of censoring is that?! And there were even some parts where they only censor after the actors curse and swear. *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;Violence in this show is the typical I-eat-your-abdomen-and-rip-your-hands-out-while-I-gnaw-on-your-face type. Not any far off from the same thing you'll see in Resident Evil's zombies. There are numerous fighting scenes but nothing too far off. Weaponary consist mainly of blades (in a futuristic world..lol) which also means more blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Although the show has a&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;"&gt;damp, claustrophobic, scary, dark and ugly setting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, it ain't THAT bad. Yeah! *sarcasm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;The monsters are ugly here though. They are actually human beings overfed with something. Too complicating to explain..so go watch it! It's a rather complicating plot which I found wasn't too great because they made things difficult for everyone but just so that they could fit in the twists of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;Next &lt;b&gt;big&lt;/b&gt; thing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Mum's getting me and bro &lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"&gt;a dog&lt;/span&gt;!!!! A holy &lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Golden Retriever&lt;/span&gt;!!!! =DDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;It has been on my wishlist for years already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;We're planning to call it &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Dino&lt;/span&gt;. Although there are other names in consideration such as &lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;Prince&lt;/span&gt;. How about &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Apple&lt;/span&gt;? Heh. Any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Once we get him, I'll post some pictures and stuff. So, until then, ciao!&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/2996344560497222170-7927692883440913248?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/7927692883440913248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=7927692883440913248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/7927692883440913248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/7927692883440913248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2009/10/getting-dog.html' title='Getting a dog!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-5575783063449890112</id><published>2009-10-03T03:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T03:15:46.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More New Stuff =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #f1c232;"&gt;I've more new things to share!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #f1c232;"&gt;Daddy's gotten me a 2nd-hand Asus P320!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SsZKVWxFKdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/0DiFsAmQeqM/s1600-h/DSC01970.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SsZKVWxFKdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/0DiFsAmQeqM/s200/DSC01970.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SsZKZ8nN78I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/r6NW-IR-R3s/s1600-h/DSC01969.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SsZKZ8nN78I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/r6NW-IR-R3s/s200/DSC01969.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SsZKeVutMkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/DpHZqjVtsDs/s1600-h/DSC01968.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SsZKeVutMkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/DpHZqjVtsDs/s200/DSC01968.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Some snazzy shots of it =DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;It's a PC phone and is totally awesome =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;Now I can update my blog and facebook anytime!!! Weeeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;What's next, oh right! Was walking in the &lt;i&gt;pasar malam&lt;/i&gt; in front of Leisure Mall earlier and found my prom mask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SsZKi-PfAqI/AAAAAAAAAFg/qEO-ZufYLq0/s1600-h/DSC01967.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SsZKi-PfAqI/AAAAAAAAAFg/qEO-ZufYLq0/s320/DSC01967.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;*Phantom of the Opera theme plays*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Oooh *shivers*. I can imagine the part where she goes "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;The PhAAaAaAaatom OPeraaAA isSS tTheEeeAARrEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt; inside my head~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;That's all for now, Jya!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/2996344560497222170-5575783063449890112?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/5575783063449890112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=5575783063449890112' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/5575783063449890112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/5575783063449890112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-new-stuff-d.html' title='More New Stuff =D'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SsZKVWxFKdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/0DiFsAmQeqM/s72-c/DSC01970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-300603698074136233</id><published>2009-09-29T05:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T05:52:16.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drumsticks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abnormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='49'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noctural'/><title type='text'>Unique Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #6666cc;"&gt;Hey y'all. What I'm gonna share today is the very unique gift I gave to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#/profile.php?id=526324296&amp;amp;ref=ts" style="color: #6666cc;"&gt;Sum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6666cc;"&gt; for her birthday today! It's a drumstick! Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SsJ6uoQDS6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/7EQiepH40BQ/s1600-h/DSC00495.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387003045785848738" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SsJ6uoQDS6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/7EQiepH40BQ/s400/DSC00495.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Honestly, I've never given a drumstick as a gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;before xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc33;"&gt;I mean, who gives drumsticks as presents to people who don't even own drums?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc33;"&gt;Well, just posting to further wish both cowguinbit and pig a happy birthday once again even though I've said it a thousand times already 8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt; Happy Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cc00;"&gt;Also, lately I've been sleeping so early it's a sin D= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cc00;"&gt;From nocturnal to like some goodie-two-shoes who sleeps at 8PM and wakes up odd hours like 5AM =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;I AM&lt;/span&gt; very &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;abnormal&lt;/span&gt; it seems xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc;"&gt;Sigh, now the sad part. There's only 49 days days to go for SPM.&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;49!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Can you believe it?! It's like a &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;MONTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Oh well, time to bury faces into books and start breathing numbers and words. I mean, it's alright, because I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="color: #cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;strike&gt;hate it so much that I'm forced to&lt;/strike&gt;   love Sejarah and Math so much. Oh well, gotta go now. School -pfft-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccccff;"&gt;Jya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="file:///C:/Users/user/Desktop/DSC00495.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996344560497222170-300603698074136233?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/300603698074136233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=300603698074136233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/300603698074136233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/300603698074136233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2009/09/unique-gift.html' title='Unique Gift'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SsJ6uoQDS6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/7EQiepH40BQ/s72-c/DSC00495.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-4331566507108275126</id><published>2009-09-28T02:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T02:56:05.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conan Edogawa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shinichi Kudo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detective Conan Live Action Movie 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detective Conan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shiho Miyano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haibara Ai'/><title type='text'>The Epic Hug</title><content type='html'>Wonder why the title for today's post is The Epic Hug? Well, because of this!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gifninja.com/Workspace/f03e54ea-6d6a-4ffb-a5d0-39a5401f397c/output.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 127px;" src="http://www.gifninja.com/Workspace/f03e54ea-6d6a-4ffb-a5d0-39a5401f397c/output.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiho hugs Shinichi!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Honestly, THAT is epic xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;This clip is from Detective Conan Live Action Movie 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Both Conan and Haibara ate some cake with various alchohol in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;when they were in some and they changed into their adult form!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;At last, a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Shinichi&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Shiho&lt;/span&gt; scene &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, Shiho was in the kitchen where the cake was made and was planning on taking the bottles of wine there to research so she could create an antidote for APTX4869 but she was also thinking of just letting Gin and Vodka kill her since they were there. But Shinichi appears! She asked him how he knew and he simply answered "I'm a detective". And the Epic Hug begins! Man, I wish they'll end up together. This scene was utterly beautiful (sobs) until....Ran appears. Lol, this scene is actually pretty funny because Shiho finally shows her real side. So guys, I recommend this movie! Go watch!! Go! Go! Go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996344560497222170-4331566507108275126?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/4331566507108275126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=4331566507108275126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/4331566507108275126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/4331566507108275126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2009/09/epic-hug.html' title='The Epic Hug'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-5945891975226342560</id><published>2009-09-24T15:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T16:49:24.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>A Recollection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Since Nicole wants to see some of my poems, I've decided to just upload whatever I currently have here. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;*Note: 9/10 have emo elements. Viewer discretion advised xDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;As the dice of our fate is rolled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Faces turned to the answer they show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The red studs of luck then turns blue cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And at last, the truth unfolds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;We cast our souls into the sands,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The winds blow and they scatter out to far lands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Who knows if it'll be the place of the damned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Or the embrace of the heart of a gem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;We seek answers between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The border of life's very seam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But all we're seeking is just an endless finds of pins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;No more would hopes be just dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Or the endless happiness be but just life's schemes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;No one to trust for they're all pretenders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Nothing but yourself in this glow of fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Standing alone, the answers lie here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But beware of the untrue lure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;For that, there is no cure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Inconsolable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I beg of you to stop,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;For now my heart spews flowing drops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Countlessly trickling down in pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I howl and quiver, no longer sane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I seeked so far for it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But so painful for my heart bleeds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Unreachable my desire it is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Even if I were to bow in humble plead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So strong my need for this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But so unworthy am I to touch such demise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Stake a knife, pierce my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Drive it in, tear it apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I can no longer bear and control,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;For now I am nothing but inconsolable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'd go on my knees and somber,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Excruxiating to go any further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My eyes would beg in a gleam of an ember,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Just to have a moment on a lonely night December.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But I know better than to ask,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;For I deserve nothing but to pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It is my life I feel drained,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The pain my heart contained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Wishing no more of this worthless game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Leave me along in this open lie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Let me slumber within till the day I die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Petrified&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;My stone cold heart could never comprehend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;As my unreasoned tears begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;What lies ahead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But anymore than my driven dread?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;My pulse would thud,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Pounding hard on my broken heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;A piece of a fallen star,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Falling down from afar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Tells a tale of an old scar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;A disgrace of a name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Much more than that memory lane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Where lingers my ecstasy of pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;If I could no more speak of sorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Will you then bring me tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;If I could at last breathe no more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Would darkness at last engulf my hollow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Least I'll feel the dying wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Just like it when it first begun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;No more games between,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;My life, is no more than a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I end this now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;As it is been found,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;My life, an everlasting smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Side-winded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Through my cold eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I see, I feel the ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Wrapped around me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;All my depressing lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The roads and paths disappears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Soaking myself in strange tears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The answer appears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Revealing my true fears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I drown myself in words of fools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;By lies, my heart is ruled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It is endless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cleaning upon my own mess,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Down on these shameless lives my eyes rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I hear the thunder treble and the floors shake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;From the nightmares I couldn't wake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I could feel it, the sorrows after my heart, they dig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And they slowly rip me with hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Slowly, along with my sanity they'll take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The rain slowly pelts my skin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;As I hear the music box of my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Slowly rust in this shadowless dim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I hear clockwork going through my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I kept searching for the things I knew I couldn't find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Things I know that'll be lost in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;After all, I knew. I knew it wasn't mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Caged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The soul of my love seems to slip away as the grasp of my hand loosened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Causing my very heart to be imprisoned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;It cries for freedom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;But all in vain, it could never be undone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;In a cage,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A spiked cage,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Crying in my heart each and every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Losing myself in a spiral daze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The pain numbs my nimble heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;As I have broken apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The stream of blood flowing down the wounds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Knowing my end comes soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Lies and insanity will rise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;As I slowly tear and cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Pretending there is no goodbye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;As my heart slowly dies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Doubtly walking away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Wishing and hoping everything's okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Also remembering the nights of May,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;As my memories slowly fade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I've still a few but I'm dying from typing all these out. I write my poems in my phone cause I get inspiration in odd places so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Anyway, these are all I have so far, you can comment if you do you understand any of these poems and I'll 'attempt' to explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996344560497222170-5945891975226342560?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/5945891975226342560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=5945891975226342560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/5945891975226342560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/5945891975226342560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2009/09/recollection.html' title='A Recollection'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-2263730202270299503</id><published>2009-09-23T22:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T23:20:20.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Lost Symbol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dan Brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marilyn Manson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detective Conan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haibara Ai'/><title type='text'>New Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.daemonsbooks.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/lost_symbol_book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 318px;" src="http://www.daemonsbooks.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/lost_symbol_book.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I got Dan Brown's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Lost_Symbol"&gt;The Lost Symbol&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; (Hard Cover!!!!)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;This book is like a must-have for us Dan Brown fans!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I was waiting for the initial working title, The Soloman's Key and was wondering why did he come out with The Lost Symbol instead until I read the flap xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;But anyway, this is an awesome read. Just stopped at Chapter 10 for now and will be continuing later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I'm telling you people, get&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; THIS&lt;/span&gt; book. You won't regret it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;What else now, oh right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I drew a fan art of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Haibara Ai&lt;/span&gt; from Detective Conan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/Sro6QHhXgQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/o9PYmwNmLTI/s1600-h/DSC01871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/Sro6QHhXgQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/o9PYmwNmLTI/s320/DSC01871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384680353046167810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;                                                     &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;                                                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; Needs working on but I'm pretty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;                                                                                                               satisfied xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Also, I came across an old song,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;cover by &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Marilyn Manson&lt;/span&gt;. Heard it while watching Gamer (Note: Bad Show) with Janice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Now, with book in my hand, I shall begin a quest onto becoming a hikikomori!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996344560497222170-2263730202270299503?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/2263730202270299503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=2263730202270299503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/2263730202270299503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/2263730202270299503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-stuff.html' title='New Stuff'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/Sro6QHhXgQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/o9PYmwNmLTI/s72-c/DSC01871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-985469838235824385</id><published>2009-09-20T02:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T02:45:17.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In Her Shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Carry Your Heart With Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E.e Cummings'/><title type='text'>I Carry Your Heart With Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Yesterday, I re-watched &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;In Her Shoes&lt;/span&gt; starring Cameron Diaz again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;There was this poem in the movie by&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;E.e Cummings &lt;/span&gt;titled &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I Carry Your Heart with Me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;It was so good I decided to share it with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;I carry your heart with me ,&lt;br /&gt;I carry it in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I am never without it.&lt;br /&gt;any where I go,you go , my dear.&lt;br /&gt;and whatever is done by only me,is your doing,my darling.&lt;br /&gt;I fear no fate&lt;br /&gt;for you are my fate,my sweet.&lt;br /&gt;I want no world,for,beautiful&lt;br /&gt;you are my world,my true.&lt;br /&gt;here is the deepest secret no one knows.&lt;br /&gt;here is the root of the root&lt;br /&gt;and the bud of the bud&lt;br /&gt;and the sky of the sky of a tree called life&lt;br /&gt;which grows higher than the soul can hope&lt;br /&gt;or the mind can hide.&lt;br /&gt;it is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart.&lt;br /&gt;I carry your heart.&lt;br /&gt;I carry it in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;It's beautiful :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;It can be simple and yet be the most beautiful thing you've ever lay your eyes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Something doesn't necessarily need to be sophisticating to be phenomenal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I hope I'll reach that league one day. One day. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;So there, things may not always seem to be what they appear to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;So appreaciate things &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;simple&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/2996344560497222170-985469838235824385?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/985469838235824385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=985469838235824385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/985469838235824385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/985469838235824385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-carry-your-heart-with-me.html' title='I Carry Your Heart With Me'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-3462016615818757517</id><published>2009-09-18T22:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T23:10:48.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Road To Moving On</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The silent floorboards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;creaked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;as if stepped on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My ears resent and my eyes were&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;drawn&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nothing. It was only the sounds of the forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;I turned around and smiled as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;my memories burnt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Leaves that were once green are now dead and brown,&lt;br /&gt;Birds that were singing left without a sound.&lt;br /&gt;All that I can do is cry and wish time would turn around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;As I do, I will then slowly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;pick the pieces of glass&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;In the world of winter green and autumn blue,&lt;br /&gt;I searched again but there's no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I looked again and there's no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We've all seasoned in this route,&lt;br /&gt;Where all seemed now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nothing but crude&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nothing left to do but what I should,&lt;br /&gt;Praying as I go to once again see the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;times that were good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;moving on&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/2996344560497222170-3462016615818757517?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/3462016615818757517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=3462016615818757517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/3462016615818757517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/3462016615818757517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2009/09/road-to-moving-on.html' title='Road To Moving On'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-6019691090468636175</id><published>2009-09-17T05:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T02:45:49.973+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Like A Bullet Through My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Are you still fooled by these &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;silent eyes&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ignorant to the fact thy soul slowly die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;How I want to turn time back for how it flies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But you wouldn't know for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;my words are resonating lies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;bow humbly upon my deepest seek&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Begging for what seems a worthless plead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Having in return a faithful heart's bleed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;One may ponder on why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;An insignificance would even try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;For&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;something no value could buy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Answers we try endeavor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But questions seem to floor forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;Slow as a floating feather&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Times will be remembered, just sadder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;If life was just a pick of random cards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then what's left to regard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The truth can hurt &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;like a bullet through my heart&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Like the tears that cannot stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;If it's never meant to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then, it's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;time to set you free&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/2996344560497222170-6019691090468636175?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/6019691090468636175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=6019691090468636175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/6019691090468636175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/6019691090468636175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2009/09/like-bullet-through-my-heart.html' title='Like A Bullet Through My Heart'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-8722146815411596244</id><published>2009-08-19T03:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T04:02:32.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hey peeps, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;It's 3 in the morning and I'm still up, watching Marley and Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;SPM's around the corner and I'm still living my life undetermined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Thing is, when is it ever that things go your way every single time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Of course, things don't often go my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I always seem to wonder and yet look at people I pass by in my lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I always think "&lt;em&gt;Lucky girl&lt;/em&gt;" or maybe "&lt;em&gt;Lucky guy&lt;/em&gt;". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We look at people and things and always wonder.."Why can't I have things we want too?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But, we never see how lucky we actually are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I mean, being able to read this post itself is already being very lucky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Not everyone has a computer or internet. Nor do everyone is able to even read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Of course, I'd trade all these things for safety and peace in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The sweet freedom to be able to go out, hang out with some friends anytime I want to and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Instead, I've a pretty comfortable life with some freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;There are things I wanted and have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Also, things I've always wanted and will never have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We all go through almost the same things in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We want some things and we never get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We love someone and that love happens to be unrequited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We never expect certain impacts in life and don't feel like we even deserve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Things like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Everyone has problems. Everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Just that some people have weirder, or maybe worse problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sometimes, we feel sad and yet we can't do anything about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Or maybe we needed support but yet nobody wants to give it and maybe even make it worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Maybe we just want some attention. Just a little would be enough. But everyone ignores you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;The slow grasp of loneliness befalls on me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I'm so tired but yet my soul's not free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;The closer I got, the harder it is to see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;But when I turn around, I lost my lead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Time trickled like sand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;As it slowly flows from my hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;No one could see from my face of pretend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;From it all, it will one day begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;The day I will awake and understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;It is not I who was left alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I will be cleansed and atone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;My misunderstanding of the world I've been shown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;That I've been loved and never left alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;The tears I've left pouring,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Will only be the numbers of forgotten things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;The times I've been crying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Will one day be the times I'll be laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Will I be left forgotten?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Will it ever be my turn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;It will all be things I'll come to learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;That my efforts are slowly earned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Interestingly, human beings are built like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We can actually acquire happiness by seeing the ones we love being happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Love isn't exactly science now, is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Love is inexplanable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Love can be of all forms. Parental or romantic. Sibling or friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I believe, human beings love because we don't want to be alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;No one likes being alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;People who loves being alone, in my opinion, just wants someone to care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Maybe they just want to care for others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Or maybe they're afraid of being hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Well, our fates are not written. They are earned. Learn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*Joey Out*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996344560497222170-8722146815411596244?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/8722146815411596244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=8722146815411596244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/8722146815411596244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/8722146815411596244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-peeps-its-4-in-morning-and-im-still.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-6948340687214024256</id><published>2009-07-24T19:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T19:58:06.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GazettE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>A Wanted Need?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hey peeps, it has certainly been a while since I even visited my own blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Thousand apologies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-hee-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;School's been busy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I've been lazy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And things are certainly going crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And updates....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(I'll just wrap this up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Exams&lt;/span&gt; - Over and &lt;strong&gt;BAD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;In debt&lt;/span&gt; - Prom...School...Seminar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Crazy&lt;/span&gt; - Over GazettE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Needs&lt;/span&gt; - Dim by GazettE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Serious Needs (or wants)&lt;/span&gt; - The 'Stacked Rubbish' Concert Guitar Pick (Reita)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Lately&lt;/span&gt; - Stressed and seminars are filling in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Dad&lt;/span&gt; - In China (For Business Trip)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Mum&lt;/span&gt; - Taking family to Genting tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Brother&lt;/span&gt; - Still annoying and spoilt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Okay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; Upcoming events include:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Some R.E.A.L fair thing - on my birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Seminar on Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SPM trials &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(NOEEEEEEEEEEEE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SPM itself.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Prom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I need to take my blogging seriously..&lt;strong&gt;seriously&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I've some new music recommendations for rocker fans!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;泣ヶ原 Nakigahara&lt;/span&gt;  by the &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;GazettE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This stuff is real good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Let's see..what else happened today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We hardly had class today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So....it's not eventful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We did gym..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and we DID have KFC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(looks like gymming's not gonna help after all)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I need to keep my weight..being fat's not gonna help me in anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yellow House was celebrating their win for Sports' Day after lunch today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;They were cheering...and bombarding the school's peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I mean..they acted like they won the Olympics or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Seriously, grow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;They had to leave chicken scraps all over the canopy tables.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Why can't they eat like civilized people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-shakes head-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I've been thinking also..instead of blogging my @ss away here or spending anymore time downloading music, I NEED to study. It's just such a disturbing fact that whenever we pick up a book we're bound to be thinking about other things unless you've been brainwashed or tied to dedication. I'm so worried. I pick up a book and things start jumping into my mind. I NEED TO STUDY. 11 years of working our butts off and in a few months, it's gonna be all OVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;And after that, new problems are going to take over. I'm worrying over &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Biology&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Math&lt;/span&gt;..gah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Man..we're leaving school after this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I wonder if I'm more eager to stay with problems of a high school kid or problems of an adult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Life is really just being stress...and stress...and stress.........and more stress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;We grow up studying stressfully..then we become full-fledged adults and stress over work and promotion and co-workers and some she-dogs who try to ruin your life for their entertainment and just one day die of stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That's not &lt;strong&gt;LIFE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We need to learn to appreaciate life. That's why peeps, take a break often, breath, think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Oh right, here's a random fact that will help with curbing cravings. When we're stressed we tend to get cravings for sweet or maybe salty stuff. It's said that breathing when you're stressed can help you lower these cravings. I'm not gonna go fancy over explaining why but it works. So try it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Okay..time to go..dinner time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*Peace Out!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996344560497222170-6948340687214024256?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/6948340687214024256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=6948340687214024256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/6948340687214024256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/6948340687214024256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2009/07/wanted-need.html' title='A Wanted Need?'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-5790486398936836220</id><published>2009-04-27T23:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T02:47:10.727+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Krispy Kreme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doughnuts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berjaya Times Square'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Golden Ticket'/><title type='text'>Krispy Kreme!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;Hey all! Joey's back from her 3 days, 2 nights stay at Berjaya Times Square!!! And when I say 3 days and 2 nights, I don't mean the fancy 4-Star Berjaya Hotel. I mean it in a literal way! The 6 of us, Me, Alex, Bilal, Vincent(Harry, Philip, Jigglypuff Chen Kah Chun), Jo Yi and Nicholas camped outside Krispy Kreme awaiting the opening! I got the Golden Ticket!!! *heavenly music on background* So now, I've got a year supply of doughnuts I've no idea what to do with! Hehe..of course the very first thing to do is to stuff myself alongside with my friends with doughnuts till we get sick of it(so unlikely) and put on some(or a lot) of weight! Yes!!! It's finally open!!! I've waited for 4 YEARS for this to happen!!!! I'm sorry I didn't take pictures, we're waiting for the press to send us some. Okay, so for those of you who couldn't make it and want to hear OUR story, here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;Day 1 - Saturday, 25th April 2009 @ 5p.m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;We arrived exactly around 5p.m and settled down with only our sleeping bags, a laptop and a Psp. We were congratulated by some staff and people for 'already winning' the Golden Ticket. We mostly did a lot of laying around and teasing each other. Nothing eventful except for a lot of people pointing at us and laughing. There was a mini concert then held by Spritzer's Tinge. I saw Lin Yu Zhong!!!! He winked at me!!!!! He sang a few songs and I wanted to ask him to take a photo with but I changed my mind when I saw he was stressed out a bit. I pity famous people sometimes and that stops me from going fan-girl mode. When night fell, this little rat came around a lot. We named him..Ben. Haha, ironically made up by Alex, we started addressing him as Ben the Rat. He comes around trying to steal our food and he hides under the stage! We played some Uno Card games and fiddled with the guitar a little bit for entertainment. We had Maggie Mee for supper with Twisties and Pringles. Bilal spent the whole night playing Pokemon! Harry played Psp the whole day and night. We watched Borat on the laptop and when it finished, Alex fell asleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;Day 2 - Sunday, 26th April 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;I personally slept at around 6? After my half an hour's sleep, I woke up and sneaked into the toilet. Washed up, bathed and came back groggy to our 'spot'. People continued staring and asking us questions. Few people laughed and pointed at us. Seriously, we must have really looked like clowns there xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;Ben appeared a few times and that was the last we saw of him. Another boring day. We did fall asleep a few times due to the sleep we lacked from the night before. We spent the whole day playing DotA and Psp. Basically, you can say we had no life. We were losing hope in Malaysians crazy enough to join us until some people started walking towards the line. We were actually dropping our jaws in awe when people dropped their things behind us. That's when we toughened up and lightened our spirits again. By midnight, we had at least 11 people there! More people with guitars and DotA xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;Day 3 - Monday, 27th April 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;Today was awesome! We all woke around 7A.M this time with sufficient sleep and we washed up very nicely. Had an awesome morning ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;We were excited and all, and people were starting to crowd the place at 7 something. We had about 150 people by 9A.M! Close to 10, Rina was the Emcee for the whole thing and we had SO much fun with her up there. She has good humour I have to say. Oh! And then, Noryn Aziz was our entertainer!!! Gorgeous lady I have to say. She sang so well and we had a lot of flashy cameras as time passed. I was interviewed by Astro Awanis after the performance and after one more performance, we counted down for the opening. The opening was greeted by blasts of confetti shot from the tube-thing(whatever its name is again) at the side of the stage. And while the V.I.Ps were escorted in, all three of us(Me, Alex and Bilal) were pulled behind the stage to get ready for the cameras. When Rina announced my name, I ran out, and I have to say..WOW. People were like applauding and cameras were blinding! I went in, shook hands with the V.I.Ps, had another photo-shooting round, and finally, I was the first customer of Berjaya Times Square's Krispy Kreme! It was truly an honour I tell you. After paying for my assorted dozen, the V.I.Ps and I had another round of photo-shooting again. Seriously, tiring business. And I was invited to go upstairs. And guess what? I thought I'd find like comfort and 'serenity' upstairs but to my disappointment, they were ALL reporters, except for the exception of Noryn Aziz sitting like opposite. I heard my name buzzing all over and everyone was fighting to interview me. I mean, "Wow, it's just doughnuts..chill!". I was also interviewed by other newspapers and magazines plus news like New Straits Times, Nan Yang, Tv3 and FriedChillies. Who would have thought a simple lining up would bring so much momentary fame? I thought the floor was for every customer till I realised it was only me and my friends plus famous people xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;Had a chat with Rina. Rina was surprised I escaped the feats of the reporters. Haha..you should've seen her expression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;I also took a nice photo with Noryn Aziz(she said "Let's have a doughnut party!" xD) afterwards(you can find it in her photo album in Facebook) and left her back to her own set of interviews. We had a final chat with the V.I.Ps and praised Krispy Kreme and few more times plus took A LOT of pictures before leaving the shop. Oh yeah! We were also given medals for the 1st, 2nd and 3rd placing. Heavy stuff! We left the shop with applauds and cheering. People looked with awe at us as we walked out. I really wanted to say this: "Hah! In your face! THAT'S for laughing at us the past 2 days!!!". But I just smiled instead. Other people asked to take pictures of us and thus, The Crazy 6 was born! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;We left with more people staring in amazement and went our seperate ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;I'm now exhausted, aching all over and holding tight to my Golden Ticket. Very good experience for us all. We're now better friends and I hope, better people. I'll post my Golden Ticket picture another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;--==-==-==End of Post==-==-==--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996344560497222170-5790486398936836220?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/5790486398936836220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=5790486398936836220' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/5790486398936836220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/5790486398936836220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2009/04/krispy-kreme.html' title='Krispy Kreme!!!'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-8170556851563944016</id><published>2009-02-07T12:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:31:30.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mindful of Weariness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Saturday - 7th Febraury - Around 12p.m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I am currently around Gleneagle's in Ampang. Sad to say, my grandmother's leg is thoroughly swollen and had an ambulance taking her here! Gosh..aunt was telling us about the whirring sirens and all. Grandma was in apparent excruxiating pain..poor thing. As she did her Radioactive-iodine treatment on Tuesday, I as the youngest, am not allowed near her. According to aunt, teenagers have weaker body resistance and should not be exposed around people who did this treatment. If I did, I might get leukemia. How ironic. Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;But anyway, sitting here in DOME cafe with a laptop, it seems it's not so ordinary to find a teenager in a cafe with a laptop updating her blog *person sitting next to me peers at what I'm doing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I seriously not suggest you take customer services seriously here. It's HORRIBLE. Don't say I didn't warn you. But what can we say..this isn't exactly what they called 'Negara Maju - Malaysia'. What a pity really, it's sad that there's so many people in denial here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Skipping that, I've a new favourite I would like to share. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Lucky&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt; and it features &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Colbie Calliat&lt;/span&gt;! Perfect song. The lyrics? Beautiful. I can't find another singer so creative and free-stlyed like Jason. He's coming for a concert soon! I think it's around March though, so if you want to go to his concert, don't forget to buy tickets early! I can't believe people would still come here for concerts. The PAS people already tried banning Avril Lavigne and now they are trying ot do so for Rihanna. Crazy isn't it. No point..but not really our say is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;WHAT IN THE WORLD IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE - The guy serving just dropped the spoon onto the keyboard!! Don't come to Gleneagle's DOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Another song I wanna share, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Your Guardian Angel &lt;/span&gt;by&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Red Suit Apparatus&lt;/span&gt;. Awesome song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;--==-==-==End of Post==-==-==--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996344560497222170-8170556851563944016?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/8170556851563944016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=8170556851563944016' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/8170556851563944016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/8170556851563944016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2009/02/mindful-of-weariness.html' title='Mindful of Weariness'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996344560497222170.post-3294799385275794945</id><published>2009-02-04T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T23:42:07.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Incoming......Valentine's!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Hey people! It's a new year and I've deleted all my old posts for a fresh start! I know I've been leaving my blog to pend since....forever! And I've got a few rantations from friends urging me to update..So, I shall continue writing a new post for today! So, let's see...upcoming events should conclude &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;EXAMS&lt;/span&gt;..and what else..oh yes! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt;! Heh, I'm sure you people out there are anticipating 14th February! Don't forget to buy a gift for a special someone! And guys, don't worry about what to give, it's the thoughs that count *&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;winks&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;By the way, I've got a Valentine's poem to share!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I call this piece &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love Valentine&lt;/span&gt;! Enjoy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;A splash of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;, a splash of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Each symbol represents a different light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Chocolates and roses all collide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Love and bond, joins together, unite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;A day of appreciation, oh what a sight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Touch hearts of loved ones,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Don't hesitate, do so at once!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Dear ones, Valentine's for you and me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;A smile, a gift with love oh what a glee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;But love is not all we see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;But what your heart means it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;So come my friends, follow my lead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Let's show the world love and set their hearts free!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Loving in each and every way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Let animated ideas come to play!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Step back another pace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Listen to each other as we may.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;For a loved one, everyday's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I dedicate this to all my loving friends and everyone who reads this &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Did you like it? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It was pretty random really, but since it's been a while..oh well *&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;shrugs&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Okay..it's late and it's bedtime! Oh the horror, insomnia strikes again!&lt;br /&gt;Time to end post! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Adiós&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;--==-==-==End of Post==-==-==--&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/2996344560497222170-3294799385275794945?l=jowyxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/feeds/3294799385275794945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2996344560497222170&amp;postID=3294799385275794945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/3294799385275794945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996344560497222170/posts/default/3294799385275794945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jowyxd.blogspot.com/2009/02/incomingvalentines.html' title='Incoming......Valentine&apos;s!'/><author><name>Jowy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301778128836467761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3Q3szblYlQ/SSbRvh1U1VI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u9BldPqOAdY/s1600-R/1_352891337l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
