<?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-3061090654754907371</id><updated>2011-07-29T14:32:44.746+08:00</updated><category term='Randomness'/><category term='Partay'/><category term='Emo'/><category term='Reflecting'/><category term='special occasions'/><category term='Passing'/><category term='Epiphany'/><category term='Movieeee'/><title type='text'>The Complicated Plain Fella</title><subtitle type='html'>Film. Music. Food. Emo. Me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.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-3061090654754907371.post-5721377110605740718</id><published>2010-02-01T21:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T21:23:00.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epiphany'/><title type='text'>THIS IS SPARTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Harrow world!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I saw this while lurking around the interwebs today. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="ThisIzSparta" alt="ThisIzSparta" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/S2bUYUBGvWI/AAAAAAAAAJI/iim3lqnijsI/ThisIzSparta_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" height="290" width="381" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yes, that really is Leonidas from the movie 300. I’m already quite a huge fan of the movie but never had I thought of printing his face on my car! Awesome stuffs I must say. Mr. Car owner, if you saw a black Myvi on the road honking you. Please don’t me intimidated. I just wanna say hi. =D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh yeah! I was talking to Jowai when I saw this. And we got engaged in a highly retarded conversation where I got an epiphany and he labled me a sohai. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/S2bVDQM8QDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/A1tKIoy7RTs/s1600-h/sparta+car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/S2bVDQM8QDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/A1tKIoy7RTs/s400/sparta+car.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433264252334653490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt; Click the picture to see clearly.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Pure awesomeness!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061090654754907371-5721377110605740718?l=theplainme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/feeds/5721377110605740718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061090654754907371&amp;postID=5721377110605740718&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/5721377110605740718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/5721377110605740718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-is-sparta.html' title='THIS IS SPARTA'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/S2bUYUBGvWI/AAAAAAAAAJI/iim3lqnijsI/s72-c/ThisIzSparta_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061090654754907371.post-5627257792813187851</id><published>2010-01-03T23:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:49:30.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special occasions'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:25%;"&gt;belated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, it have been almost 3 days late, due to alcohol on New Year's Eve and mad busy. Anyhow, 2 years ago on the first of January I started it, and 2 years later, &lt;s&gt;surprisingly&lt;/s&gt; I didn't abandon it until today. It started simply because I have a lot of ideas and thoughts but did not know where to channel it to, thus... *tada* ThePlainMe was born! Although I still don't have much followers and visitors whatsoever, that wouldn't stop me from writing and keep going till the world ends or me dropping dead one day, whichever comes first. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's for the past 2 years and the many years to come! Cheers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061090654754907371-5627257792813187851?l=theplainme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/feeds/5627257792813187851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061090654754907371&amp;postID=5627257792813187851&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/5627257792813187851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/5627257792813187851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061090654754907371.post-6136194169762052032</id><published>2009-12-24T02:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T02:59:49.625+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epiphany'/><title type='text'>Untitled #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;First things first, I stumble upon this &lt;a href="http://evont.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;drop dead gorgeous chick&lt;/a&gt; on the net the other day. Look at those killer eyes and bee stung lips. God damn! Ok back to what I wanted to say, this would be a short post, I’m so damn tired after gym.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(230, 255, 162);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(230, 255, 162);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(230, 255, 162);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(230, 255, 162);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(230, 255, 162);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(230, 255, 162);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(230, 255, 162);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(230, 255, 162);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(230, 255, 162);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THAT'S IT&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;FROM NOW ON,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I WILL ONLY MAKE ME MYSELF AND I HAPPY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;YOU DON'T LIKE IT?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THEN&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;FUCK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;OFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: To anyone reading this, it’s not about you, don’t be prasan. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061090654754907371-6136194169762052032?l=theplainme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/feeds/6136194169762052032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061090654754907371&amp;postID=6136194169762052032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/6136194169762052032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/6136194169762052032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2009/12/untitled-4.html' title='Untitled #4'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061090654754907371.post-8167878604614873398</id><published>2009-12-17T02:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T02:36:35.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>King’s of Leon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:40ff4dc5-a945-49ac-a073-47b6ead08094" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div id="b0cc6a8c-05bd-4b02-a170-161993abf319" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AGTVoOyLXds" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SykosLWEU-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/xccwm-4IZhE/videoeedbc7958179%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('b0cc6a8c-05bd-4b02-a170-161993abf319'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;401\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;300\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/AGTVoOyLXds&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/AGTVoOyLXds&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;401\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;300\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cold Desert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;I'm on the corner waiting for a light to come on     &lt;br /&gt;that's when i know that you're alone      &lt;br /&gt;it's cold in the desert water never sees the ground      &lt;br /&gt;special ones walk on without sound      &lt;br /&gt;told me you love me, that i'd never die alone      &lt;br /&gt;hand over your heart let's go on      &lt;br /&gt;everyone knowed it everyone has seen the signs      &lt;br /&gt;i've always been known to cross lines      &lt;br /&gt;i never ever cried when i was feeling down      &lt;br /&gt;ive always been scared of the sound      &lt;br /&gt;jesus don't love me no-one ever carried my load      &lt;br /&gt;im too young to feel this old      &lt;br /&gt;nobody knows      &lt;br /&gt;nobody sees      &lt;br /&gt;nobody but me&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;PS: He was drunk when he recorded this… I kid you not. Who says alcohol spoils your brain? Grab yourself their new album if you like alternative bands, real brilliant shit!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061090654754907371-8167878604614873398?l=theplainme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/feeds/8167878604614873398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061090654754907371&amp;postID=8167878604614873398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/8167878604614873398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/8167878604614873398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2009/12/kings-of-leon.html' title='King’s of Leon'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SykosLWEU-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/xccwm-4IZhE/s72-c/videoeedbc7958179%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061090654754907371.post-5603775628732572847</id><published>2009-12-14T23:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T23:29:44.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I should have seen it coming. When it hits the fan all hell just breaks loose. Life is just full of little oxymoron, you know it’s gonna harm you but somehow, you just want to get closer to it, you thought that maybe… Just maybe, you could catch a glimpse on something you wanted to see, or something you don’t. If you saw something you wanted, you might be happy for the rest of your life, if you don’t, then you got screwed by your own head into thinking that the false reality you created in your head will come true… It’s that SIMPLE. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I felt I am being consumed by this darkness for awhile now, everything I see have this layer of grey to it, as such, even now during the Christmas month, I just couldn’t be in the mood, no matter how beautiful this month is, with Christmas carol playing every where on the streets in the malls, well not that I hate Christmas, it’s still my favourite time of the year, but I just couldn’t feel it. Is it that simple? or I just felt numb… Numb by the degree of pain and suffering I felt, numb by the amount of hurt inflicted upon me, I wonder. It was the right thing to do I guess during my friend’s coming of age party that night, to drink and be merry. Of course where there’s a party, there’s alcohol. Thinking that the degree of numbness might prevent me from getting drunk, I did cups after cups of whiskey. And of course, in the end, I got drunk. How foolish I am. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SyZZ138FeXI/AAAAAAAAAI0/McaPuTT9zn0/s1600-h/feeling-grey%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="feeling-grey" border="0" alt="feeling-grey" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SyZZ3Cl9SuI/AAAAAAAAAI4/dgy2kx5afFc/feeling-grey_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="369" height="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This time, things are a little bit different, I started to think of how shitty the past few months are for me and for the first time, I felt something, I felt the heat when the alcohol went down my throat, I felt the amount of smoke around the room, I felt every single thing and boy do I miss it. Then instead of drink and be merry, it became drown all your motherfucking sorrows in alcohol. Needless to say, when your drinking with a broken heart, sadness ensues, and then the tears. Yes, I cried. I cried like I never cried before in my whole life. There’s no shame in crying, even for a grown ass man. You just have to let it all out one way or another, for me it’s either punching everyone in the face or crying my ass off. I chose the latter. Afterwards was all a blur for me. I remembered I was carried into the private washroom and was interrogated by every single one of them. I don’t remember anything after that. But one thing was for sure, I sure as hell said a lot of things that was not suppose to be said. And neither of them was a lie. As much as I wanted to clarify it now, I chose not to, because I knew that some things are better keep it to yourself than disclosed it to anyone. I done the exact opposite of that. If I hurt anyone’s feeling that night, I’m sorry, I apologize. But I have no regrets.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SyZZ4DA3ELI/AAAAAAAAAI8/H5PL9K7orXM/s1600-h/3700116360_7ae525a762%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="3700116360_7ae525a762" border="0" alt="3700116360_7ae525a762" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SyZZ5fXpHtI/AAAAAAAAAJA/xOkItgtkhrc/3700116360_7ae525a762_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="187" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now you would think that why the hell would I wrote this out in my blog so that everyone (or the lack of) could read it and think of how much of a fool I am that night. Well, I just couldn’t care much, I felt like writing right now. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;PS: This was suppose to be just one of the drafts that weren’t meant to be posted up. But what the hell right, my blog is just too dead right now. =P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061090654754907371-5603775628732572847?l=theplainme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/feeds/5603775628732572847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061090654754907371&amp;postID=5603775628732572847&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/5603775628732572847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/5603775628732572847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2009/12/untitled-3.html' title='Untitled #3'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SyZZ3Cl9SuI/AAAAAAAAAI4/dgy2kx5afFc/s72-c/feeling-grey_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061090654754907371.post-3030218624982170568</id><published>2009-10-14T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T00:09:51.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cook this…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; Sorry peeps, been a very bad time for me these days, thus the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2009/10/untitled-2.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;previous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; emo posts.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So I have been cooking this few days for my family. The reason why? I don’t know, maybe I miss them a whole freaking lot when I am away in Kampar or maybe just wanted to get outta the chaos that have been brewing in my head for awhile. I need a break, that’s why I cook! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Flying Spaghetti Monster Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;First dish on Monday was my awesome Spaghetti Bolognaise and salad with my family favourite Thousand Island Sauce. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/StXgBY6V1gI/AAAAAAAAAH4/m0OpvH5wdc4/s1600-h/DSC07966%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="DSC07966" alt="DSC07966" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/StXgCjarcgI/AAAAAAAAAH8/iOHDq1-GN5U/DSC07966_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" height="298" width="387" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/StXgD-v8_3I/AAAAAAAAAIA/inlQjo5rN6s/s1600-h/DSC07964%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" title="DSC07964" alt="DSC07964" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/StXgEtlYyjI/AAAAAAAAAIE/oUxp3-Lz04g/DSC07964_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" height="289" width="377" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I made the Bolognaise sauce with capsicum, tomatoes, ground pork, carrots, a can of pre-made spaghetti sauce which I don’t remember the brand, some cheese, onions and garlic. You have to add extra tomatoes to the sauce though, especially fresh ones, because the can one’s isn’t that enough, so a little extra acidity on the sauce makes a lot of difference! AND cheese, I used grated Parmesan which gives the sauce a bit of thickening and that added dairy flavour to it, giving the sauce some extra touch! (Whadaya know? a lil time away from your family makes me a spaghetti expert now! =D Nah, just joking.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The picture don’t do justice to it though, but the taste I can assure you, it tastes Italiano~ Well for the garden salad, it’s just Buttercup greens, carrots, onions and tomatoes, nothing special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bacons and Tuesdays&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yeap! It’s officially bacons and Tuesdays, declared by me! So we shall all have bacons that day. Too bad for some other people who don’t take porku! They missing out a lot! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Without further ado, my breakfast for dinner! Why breakfast for dinner? Just because I can! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/StXgFrYtHWI/AAAAAAAAAII/8csf54Avp0w/s1600-h/DSC07970%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" title="DSC07970" alt="DSC07970" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/StXgG0Ei22I/AAAAAAAAAIM/WRSobzQZY3o/DSC07970_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" height="291" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/StXgHwzJxnI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3inAYeIGnK4/s1600-h/DSC07968%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="DSC07968" alt="DSC07968" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/StXgI6IAuKI/AAAAAAAAAIU/c9XYvfe_CVk/DSC07968_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" height="293" width="383" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/StXgJZtupwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Wo3S0ekYtjU/s1600-h/DSC07969%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="DSC07969" alt="DSC07969" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/StXgKByEl5I/AAAAAAAAAIc/CH4MqGxwAxU/DSC07969_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" height="308" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&amp;lt;3 eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Don’t ask me how I made it. My mind was somewhere else, so it just came out heart shape-ish after cracking them into the wok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/StXgLHmkivI/AAAAAAAAAIg/laE3NVkPDtk/s1600-h/DSC07972%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" title="DSC07972" alt="DSC07972" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/StXgL6V67DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/FRbXuur9RuE/DSC07972_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" height="307" width="404" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/StXgM3jQwpI/AAAAAAAAAIo/zTzOC1NFbMs/s1600-h/DSC07971%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" title="DSC07971" alt="DSC07971" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/StXgNonqNUI/AAAAAAAAAIs/BhKROnadLNk/DSC07971_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" height="317" width="413" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In case you’re wondering what those little flakes are. Those are Italian herbs, where you can find them in any good hypermarkets. I use Masterfoods.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yep that concludes what I had for dinner for the past two days. And for dinner tonight, instant noodles with sausages. Cause I had banana leaf rice with &lt;a href="http://www.thisismervyn.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;mervtheperv&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://ykin-blogspot.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;WaiKin&lt;/a&gt;. Chao-ao-side modafucka!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: You gotta vote for this &lt;a href="http://melaniehwa.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! Anyone seeing this now. She might be appearing in future FHM’s girl next door or something! Make this her stepping stone! So in the future you can brag to your half drunken mates in the bar that YOU helped bringing her to fame! So Type &lt;span style="color:#8000ff;"&gt;MODV (space) MEL to 36660 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://melaniehwa.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="mel2" alt="mel2" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/StXgOXMn3OI/AAAAAAAAAIw/dPUIkW6wwww/mel2%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" height="311" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt; More details click &lt;a href="http://melaniehwa.blogspot.com/2009/10/34-modelle-beauty-50.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061090654754907371-3030218624982170568?l=theplainme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/feeds/3030218624982170568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061090654754907371&amp;postID=3030218624982170568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/3030218624982170568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/3030218624982170568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-cook-this.html' title='I cook this…'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/StXgCjarcgI/AAAAAAAAAH8/iOHDq1-GN5U/s72-c/DSC07966_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061090654754907371.post-6635137358604053641</id><published>2009-10-13T03:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T03:25:26.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I felt I am losing a lot of things lately. It’s a pretty fuck up feeling I can tell you that. It’s like you know it’s happening and you’re doing everything just to stop it, but somehow, it isn’t working. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The feeling of losing something sucks. Especially your best friends. Friends you know you can count on every time you fall, friends you know, you can tell them everything, friends you can always hangout with, friends you can do all your embarrassing stuffs in front of them and will not think that your a nutcase sohai. Friends you can rely on when you’re on your edge. Friends you can talk to till 4 in the morning and is still eager to go on. Friends who can borrow you their shoulder when you fuck up something. Friends… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Man, I don’t know bout you guys, but everything we did, meant fucking a lot to me alright. I don’t care if I sound like a lil bitch yapping bout now. I just want things to be back to what it used to be dammit. I felt remorse now. I’ve learnt my lesson. I really want to patch things up to what it used to be. I want to right my wrongs. I’m making an effort but I don’t know if its working. It’s up to you guys to tell me now. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" border="0" alt="[204+Hanging2.jpg]" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kHc4II24Ri4/SOpJ6z4cXeI/AAAAAAAAA84/NPS7xcdUViU/s1600/204%2BHanging2.jpg" width="233" height="311" /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;credits to &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://stickgal.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;stickgal&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;PS: You know who you are. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Holla me if you care. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061090654754907371-6635137358604053641?l=theplainme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/feeds/6635137358604053641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061090654754907371&amp;postID=6635137358604053641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/6635137358604053641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/6635137358604053641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2009/10/untitled-2.html' title='Untitled #2'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kHc4II24Ri4/SOpJ6z4cXeI/AAAAAAAAA84/NPS7xcdUViU/s72-c/204%2BHanging2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061090654754907371.post-7516058656223651466</id><published>2009-10-11T11:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T11:12:48.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="5"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="5"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="5"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“She might be special, but she is not the one who thinks that you are the only guy who will treat her the best on earth.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Somebody told me this before, now I finally understands what it means. &lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;You&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt; are really someone special to me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061090654754907371-7516058656223651466?l=theplainme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/feeds/7516058656223651466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061090654754907371&amp;postID=7516058656223651466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/7516058656223651466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/7516058656223651466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2009/10/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061090654754907371.post-5471868161216117714</id><published>2009-09-17T03:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T03:25:50.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooked…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff" size="2"&gt;Dear blog, been neglecting you for awhile again… Thanks to my lack of inspirations again lah… =D Sibeh no mood to blog these days kay…&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;SO, here’s a quick post during my very unmotivated-to-study mood sem finals. Actually its just to tell everyone that my blog ain’t really dead, yet… Hehe… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Music played a very large role in my daily life, from the moment I woke up till the moment I slept off, there will always be songs coming out from my modest 3 year old Altec Lansing 5.1 speakers. This is some of the shit I’ve added to my playlist now. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SrE7dsf7RpI/AAAAAAAAAGw/SiEudgsty18/s1600-h/love-drunk-3%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="love-drunk-3" border="0" alt="love-drunk-3" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SrE7eZpc38I/AAAAAAAAAG0/6Vgtnn2LTxQ/love-drunk-3_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="289" height="289" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Boys Like Girls – Love Drunk, Contagious, T wo Is Better Than One.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SrE7e2NLvHI/AAAAAAAAAG4/gW-rsQ2D2z4/s1600-h/COVER%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="-=-RiP &amp;amp; rLs bY TosK-=-" border="0" alt="-=-RiP &amp;amp; rLs bY TosK-=-" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SrE7fvw9rvI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_Os-c9-BP-E/COVER_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="308" height="274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Khalil Fong (方大同) – Remember, Nothing’s Gonna Change My Love For You, Red Bean. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;*It is a cover of other Chinese and Western songs everyone knew and fell in love with. Sounds even better on a rainy day, with a hot cup of tea and a book. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SrE7gWGNHPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/HwWqOzPH7Ks/s1600-h/fallin-for-you%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="fallin-for-you" border="0" alt="fallin-for-you" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SrE7hC1QZnI/AAAAAAAAAHE/advEc0LLB3s/fallin-for-you_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="307" height="307" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Colbie Caillat&amp;#160; - Fallin’ For You&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SrE7ifGpwpI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Mp9Y1eq02jI/s1600-h/COVER%5B13%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="COVER" border="0" alt="COVER" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SrE7jCAt4pI/AAAAAAAAAHM/-6dS7Wz6gxg/COVER_thumb%5B9%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="319" height="317" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;David Guetta – Sexy Bitch, One The Dance Floor, I Wanna Go Crazy &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SrE7kY3AFUI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/g1NGPkEJKwc/s1600-h/KISS%20strutter%2078%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="KISS strutter 78" border="0" alt="KISS strutter 78" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SrE7lzxCXaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/sXri8_ZTOyU/KISS%20strutter%2078_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="337" height="337" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;KISS – Strutter, Deuce, Detroit Rock City&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SrE7mzU4XhI/AAAAAAAAAHY/vHqkf8OzSUw/s1600-h/3104%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="3104" border="0" alt="3104" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SrE7nlKuyKI/AAAAAAAAAHc/A5RpVmgO8x0/3104_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="336" height="336" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Danzig – Mother&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;*Bunch of mad motherfucking metal rockers from the late 80’s. Awesome shit!&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SrE7o2i6Z3I/AAAAAAAAAHg/a-3h6PJ3WME/s1600-h/ThrivingIvory-02-big%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="ThrivingIvory-02-big" border="0" alt="ThrivingIvory-02-big" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SrE7piVkT5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/P_-2IWzUXUs/ThrivingIvory-02-big_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="348" height="348" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Thriving Ivory – Angels On The Moon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SrE7qm-qxVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/4Q6cKo5yUlQ/s1600-h/Cover%5B23%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="Cover" border="0" alt="Cover" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SrE7r9kDMhI/AAAAAAAAAHs/tOYqI3ehLz0/Cover_thumb%5B15%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="347" height="310" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Girls Generation (SNSD) – Gee, Etude, Genie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;*What do you get when you mix nine young, talented and extremely yummy Korean girls together? Why, of course, a winning formula! Youtube them if you don’t believe me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SrE7tvLCraI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ckByeuPFDqs/s1600-h/cover%5B28%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="cover" border="0" alt="cover" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SrE7u008kMI/AAAAAAAAAH0/-w-_YTTObjc/cover_thumb%5B18%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="331" height="325" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Olivia Ong &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;*Get all of her albums if you like nice slow sentimental songs. Her voice it self is just perfect to soothe the soul. Her cover of various oldies are just the best I’ve ever heard, plus, she sings Japanese songs as well. Sweet!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;That’s all peeps. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;See ya.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061090654754907371-5471868161216117714?l=theplainme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/feeds/5471868161216117714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061090654754907371&amp;postID=5471868161216117714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/5471868161216117714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/5471868161216117714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2009/09/hooked.html' title='Hooked…'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SrE7eZpc38I/AAAAAAAAAG0/6Vgtnn2LTxQ/s72-c/love-drunk-3_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061090654754907371.post-7874473072670312675</id><published>2009-08-01T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T02:33:14.508+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passing'/><title type='text'>Yasmin Ahmad 1958 - 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It was in the evening while I was driving back from Penang when I heard the announcement on the radio, that Yasmin Ahmad, the director that brought us all those interesting TV commercial during the festive season had suffered a stroke and past away. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For that moment, I was reminded of this commercial about a boy expressing his love for this girl in the commercial (which actually, I found out later that day that it was the other way round, oops). &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" alt="[yasmin_ahmad.jpg]" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y7QNXN-cPvM/SmtKbXpvuTI/AAAAAAAACrA/PICkD4hofqw/s1600/yasmin_ahmad.jpg" width="399" height="270" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Besides that, she was also a great story teller and director by producing films that won awards all over the world. Though the only movie I have manage to watch produced by her was Sepet. I don’t quite remember what the film is about anymore, but I reckon it was one of the best, why? Because it actually caught my mother’s attention after she read the reviews and she waited till the original DVD is out so she could watch it at home. Mind you, to catch my mom’s attention on a movie and making her forked out extra to buy the original DVD, and not from the local ahbeng DVD seller is really really impressive. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Most story written by the late Yasmin Ahmad is all about a slice-of-life of the local Malaysian people. Every time I see her advertisement on the TV, this feeling of nostalgic and familiarity will come out within. In my mind will be thinking &lt;font color="#df0000" size="4"&gt;“Damn, that is just SO MALAYSIAN!”&lt;/font&gt; you just felt you can relate to this. She have this ability to capture small little things that we always took for granted and amplify in her short commercials. Just brilliant. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Here’s a short clip of what I’m talking about earlier.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:f8c815d5-f67b-437e-9cd9-d961ed3cb258" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div id="de7b8d4e-96d1-4dfa-899c-3ca218b7e281" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f36Mk24NQ2U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/Snsh6FiF_LI/AAAAAAAAAGs/duTcR9ecNLM/video56e33d109d3d%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('de7b8d4e-96d1-4dfa-899c-3ca218b7e281'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;389\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;291\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/f36Mk24NQ2U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/f36Mk24NQ2U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;389\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;291\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You will be dearly miss by every single Malaysian out there. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061090654754907371-7874473072670312675?l=theplainme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/feeds/7874473072670312675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061090654754907371&amp;postID=7874473072670312675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/7874473072670312675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/7874473072670312675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2009/08/yasmin-ahmad-1958-2009.html' title='Yasmin Ahmad 1958 - 2009'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y7QNXN-cPvM/SmtKbXpvuTI/AAAAAAAACrA/PICkD4hofqw/s72-c/yasmin_ahmad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061090654754907371.post-7738758055084722791</id><published>2009-06-12T19:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T19:58:56.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless Nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;IT is always nights like these that will make me think a lot. I think about all kinds of stuffs, some good, some bad, mostly bad stuffs though these days… The good stuffs seem to be running dry in my life right now. Ain’t complaining, since I have my fair share of ups and downs like every single Dick, Jane and Joe out there. Just that this time, it seemed to last a wee bit longer than usual… I guess I will pull through it as usual, I’ve always pull through all this kinda stuffs, time will help me heal the wounds inflicted upon me. Slowly, but surely. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well this post is a bit special due to the reason that I have never fired up my Windows Live Writer to start blogging before during sleepless nights like this. I guess, everyone have their firsts.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Besides that, this post is special because this is my first post to my blog ever since I have moved to Kampar. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A lot have happened lately. One of the most prominent and heartbreaking one that left a great deal of sorrow and a gap within the hearts of me and my housemates is the passing of Zero, our pet puppy. At this point of time, I don’t know if I should continue writing this, as the pain of digging our boy Zero here, a grave have inflicted some great deal of shocked and despair within me. Never have I picture myself digging someone a grave. I promised myself, this would be the first and the last time I am going to dig someone a grave. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The pain of losing something so dear and meaningful to anyone is just so great that no living thing should be force to go through it. And yet, it is happening right in front of my eyes, and I can’t do anything to stop it. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Despite the lack of expression when I saw Zero’s lifeless body, so blissfully lying on his favourite blanket in my friend’s room, while my friend weeping away, literally crying her eyes out. The ordeal is just so great for that split second that I felt some kind of numbness, so much that, I don’t really know what kind of expression should I give. It just hits you like a train. After much later, when I was digging the grave, I saw the face of my two housemates, with tears flowing down their cheeks uncontrollably under the vain light far away from them, that I told my self that I must be the stronger one among them, for I am the only guy in the house and I believe that I have the strength to help them carry the emotional baggage that is inflicted upon them. I know that I am no saint, but to get you guys through this painful times, I am available all the time for you guys to dump your baggage on me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To my housemates,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I know it’s difficult now, having to lose something so dear to you in this short period of time. But no matter what life throws to you, you have to face it and accept the fact that it is no longer there anymore. Use your courage to help yourself. Give yourself a short while to be sad and then pick yourself up and continue walking. You know that they will be up in heaven watching you and giving you their blessings. Whatever doesn't kill you will only make you stronger. Be strong girls…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And rest in peace Zero… We’ll miss you. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="306" alt="[zero_edit.jpg]" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On5mBrS9l0U/Si-1rsovr2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/oWosGdxReb8/s1600/zero_edit.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061090654754907371-7738758055084722791?l=theplainme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/feeds/7738758055084722791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061090654754907371&amp;postID=7738758055084722791&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/7738758055084722791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/7738758055084722791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2009/06/sleepless-nights.html' title='Sleepless Nights'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On5mBrS9l0U/Si-1rsovr2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/oWosGdxReb8/s72-c/zero_edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061090654754907371.post-748990778284386091</id><published>2009-06-04T04:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T04:31:03.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Subaru</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:6c2c79aa-e92d-4514-8dc3-7a7f79e71651" style="padding-right: 0px; display: block; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-left: auto; width: 425px; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;div id="48cd7584-3d83-42fb-aa79-622f7c0b138f" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v60CaKqE4Bo&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SibdhpBhkcI/AAAAAAAAAGo/M4RZhlItqvE/videoe16e5a43ea21%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('48cd7584-3d83-42fb-aa79-622f7c0b138f'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/v60CaKqE4Bo&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/v60CaKqE4Bo&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; 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I don’t mind working on my tan once in awhile(Can’t help even if I am unable to get tan right…), but dayumm its hot!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;_______________________________________&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Uhum…(clears throat) Sorry for the absence, here are some movies I’ve manage to catch lately. Some are masterpiece, but some are just downright boringgg! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff" size="2"&gt;The Reader (2008)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SghqXGX4V_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/Im1pifyEFEU/s1600-h/image8.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="417" alt="image" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SghqYa5pYGI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hAYyBiXL6fU/image_thumb4.png?imgmax=800" width="292" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;I must say, Kate Winslet’s performance in this movie is quite astonishing (she won an Oscar for leading actress). Set in post WWII Germany, about an affair with two very unlikely person. The Reader is also a story about truth and reconciliation, about how one generation comes to terms with the crimes of another.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Inkheart (2008)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SghqbUJBZzI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ILg8-8omDjU/s1600-h/image24.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="407" alt="image" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SghqeGdSMXI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Cenccs8LwoA/image_thumb18.png?imgmax=800" width="283" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;I find this movie quite boring, but then, I’m not much of a fairy-tale fan either. So if you like fairy-tale, dragon slaying, saving princesses and whatnots, this might appeal to you. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Slumdog Millionaire (2008)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/Sghqf-GhlnI/AAAAAAAAAF8/fYPp4fUW1cI/s1600-h/image29.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="430" alt="image" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SghqhngIUxI/AAAAAAAAAGA/k24GLhxBA98/image_thumb21.png?imgmax=800" width="299" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Makes me wanna Jai Ho!!! Very inspiring movie about surviving in a harsh environment that is India. People there will do anything just to survive, even poke out little kid’s eyeball. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Watchmen (2009)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/Sghql2Z3rDI/AAAAAAAAAGE/70tYl3P88P8/s1600-h/image44.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="452" alt="image" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SghqpdP74OI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Stb4kzEn40g/image_thumb32.png?imgmax=800" width="372" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Freakin AWESOME movie! Always love how 300 was filmed and this movie catches all the essence of 300. Plus omfg look at Malin Akerman as Silk Spectre in her oh-god-damn-tights, dayumnnnnnn! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Sex is Zero (2002)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/Sghqsj5baZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mNeBpuaQo4I/s1600-h/image49.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="451" alt="image" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/Sghqv02b1SI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7UAD3jAjwJc/image_thumb35.png?imgmax=800" width="328" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;A really funny Korean movie! Though it carries an important message in the end of the show. Good for kicking back and relax in the end of the day. Oh theres also a sequel to this movie called Sex is Zero 2, which I’m going to watch soon, so wait for it! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;X-Men Origins: Wolverine &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SghqxgiWNNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/AxjWhIn_DXY/s1600-h/image55.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="482" alt="image" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SghqzDUf9_I/AAAAAAAAAGc/tPDjKp5Y4QI/image_thumb39.png?imgmax=800" width="337" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Everybody’s favourite X-Men is back! And now you can know how he got his oh-so-awesome claw from and his grudge for Sabretooth. Not only guys will enjoy the action and uber coolness fighting scenes, there is also plenty of eye candy for the ladies and the lady-like man too from buff up Ryan Reynolds and Hugh Jackman. Magnificent! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;The Sniper (2009)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/Sghq02NvenI/AAAAAAAAAGg/V_BWStvH3tM/s1600-h/image2.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="image" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/Sghq2AM0jNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ekbC2HtSm18/image_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;No matter what, SKIP THIS MOVIE! You can be bored as hell and wanting to watch a movie at the cinema, with no particular movie you wanna watch in mind, but the only movie left was The Sniper and you thought, gee, about people shooting at each other, it should be not bad… well STOP! You don’t wanna spend an hour plus sleeping the in the cinema or spend watching this god-awful hongkie movie which suck A LOT! Let me explain why it suck. First, the storyline SUCK BALLSSS!! The whole plot is so freaking predictable, it’s as if every single screen writer in Hong Kong is having a writer’s block, damn it, it’s just so freaking not creative even a 12 year old can write better than that! And second, the actors CAN’T ACT! Especially Richie Jen and Edison Chen! Well, I' am not saying I am a better actor than them, but damn, you guys are professionals! Go back to acting school or something, I know there are much better actors in Hong Kong, especially those from TVB soaps, so it ain’t an excuse finding half ass actors to film this movie! So kids, no matter what, tell your brothers, sisters and friends to skip this movie aight! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Allrightythen! That sums up most of the movie’s that is still quite vivid in my memory. Some are good some are bad, they are solely based on my perspective, so it may be good for you, but it’s just crap to me, like they said, one man’s charsiew (or is it siewyoke) is another man’s poison, or something like that, well you know lah! =D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061090654754907371-8936294152652327509?l=theplainme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/feeds/8936294152652327509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061090654754907371&amp;postID=8936294152652327509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/8936294152652327509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/8936294152652327509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2009/05/mooooovieeeessss.html' title='Mooooovieeeessss'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SghqYa5pYGI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hAYyBiXL6fU/s72-c/image_thumb4.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061090654754907371.post-8732865692819314556</id><published>2009-05-11T02:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T02:18:34.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shake that ass fo me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I was looking through my playlist today and found this old song from Eminem’s Curtain Call album all the way back from 2005 and it got me sooo fucking addicted to this song now! Man, I feel like hitting the club now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:7c4b273a-d28c-4aab-89b0-a7923ec6b77b" style="padding-right: 0px; display: block; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-left: auto; width: 425px; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;div id="ca62545e-dfec-4352-9424-6c43bbc95150" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qu8btaiy-dQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SgcaefJ1ltI/AAAAAAAAAFo/gF_Ls6ZVgSY/videodc65b6be6d6a%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('ca62545e-dfec-4352-9424-6c43bbc95150'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/qu8btaiy-dQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/qu8btaiy-dQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ain’t the original video, but still have lotsa ass going on there. Yea girl shake that ass fo me now. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061090654754907371-8732865692819314556?l=theplainme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/feeds/8732865692819314556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061090654754907371&amp;postID=8732865692819314556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/8732865692819314556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/8732865692819314556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2009/05/shake-that-ass-fo-me.html' title='Shake that ass fo me'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SgcaefJ1ltI/AAAAAAAAAFo/gF_Ls6ZVgSY/s72-c/videodc65b6be6d6a%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061090654754907371.post-7566521583731221019</id><published>2009-02-21T03:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T03:07:23.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflecting'/><title type='text'>Amid the grieving, a rare act of sportsmanship</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This is the title for an article I found this morning. Abide all the negative things and scandals around the sports world lately, it is a breath of fresh air to read something like this. Other than that, it reminds me how caring we can be towards each other, which however, sad to say, is crumbling by the day. Sad, isn't it?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyhow, here’s the heart warming article.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;February 18, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Amid the grieving, a rare act of sportsmanship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Associated Press&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The coach never considered any other option. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It didn't matter that his DeKalb, Ill., High School basketball team had ridden a bus two and a half hours to get to Milwaukee, then waited another hour past game time to play. Didn't matter that the game was close, or that this was a chance to beat a big city team. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Something else was on &lt;b&gt;Dave Rohlman&lt;/b&gt;'s mind when he asked for a volunteer to shoot two free throws awarded his team on a technical foul in the second quarter. His senior captain raised his hand, ready to go to the line as he had many times before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Only this time it was different. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"You realize you're going to miss them, don't you?" Rohlman said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Darius McNeal&lt;/b&gt; nodded his head. He understood what had to be done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It was a Saturday night in February, and the Barbs were playing a non-conference game on the road against Milwaukee Madison. It was the third meeting between the two schools, who were developing a friendly rivalry that spanned two states. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The teams planned to get together after the game and share some pizzas and soda. But the game itself almost never took place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hours earlier, the mother of Milwaukee Madison senior captain &lt;b&gt;Johntel Franklin&lt;/b&gt; died at a local hospital. Carlitha Franklin had been in remission after a five-year fight with cervical cancer, but she began to hemorrhage that morning while Johntel was taking his college ACT exam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Her son and several of his teammates were at the hospital late that afternoon when the decision was made to turn off the life-support system. Carlitha Franklin was just 39. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"She was young and they were real close," said Milwaukee coach &lt;b&gt;Aaron Womack Jr.&lt;/b&gt;, who was at the hospital. "He was very distraught and it happened so suddenly he didn't have time to grieve." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Womack was going to cancel the game, but Franklin told him he wanted the team to play. And play they did, even though the game started late and Milwaukee Madison dressed only eight players. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Early in the second quarter, Womack saw someone out of the corner of his eye. It was Franklin, who came there directly from the hospital to root his teammates on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The Knights had possession, so Womack called a time out. His players went over and hugged their grieving teammate. Fans came out of the stands to do the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"We got back to playing the game and I asked if he wanted to come and sit on the bench," Womack said during a telephone interview. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"No," Franklin replied. "I want to play." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;There was just one problem. Since Franklin wasn't on the pre-game roster, putting him in meant drawing a technical foul that would give DeKalb two free throws. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Though it was a tight game, Womack was willing to give up the two points. It was more important to help his senior guard and co-captain deal with his grief by playing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Over on the other bench, though, Rohlman wasn't so willing to take them. He told the referees to forget the technical and just let Franklin play. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"I could hear them arguing for five to seven minutes, saying, `We're not taking it, we're not taking it," Womack said. "The refs told them, no, that's the rule. You have to take them." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That's when Rohlman asked for volunteers, and McNeal's hand went up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;He went alone to the free throw line, dribbled the ball a couple of times, and looked at the rim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;His first attempt went about two feet, bouncing a couple of times as it rolled toward the end line. The second barely left his hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It didn't take long for the Milwaukee players to figure out what was going on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;They stood and turned toward the DeKalb bench and started applauding the gesture of sportsmanship. Soon, so did everybody in the stands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"I did it for the guy who lost his mom," McNeal told the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel. "It was the right thing to do." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Franklin would go on to score 10 points, and Milwaukee Madison broke open the game in the second half to win 62-47. Afterward, the teams went out for pizza, two players from each team sharing each pie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Franklin stopped by briefly, thankful that his team was there for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"I got kind of emotional but it helped a lot just to play," he said. "I felt like I had a lot of support out there." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Carlitha Franklin's funeral was last Friday, and the school turned out for her and her son. Cheerleaders came in uniform, and everyone from the principal and teachers to Johntel's classmates were there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Even the cooks from school showed up," Womack said. "It lets you know what kind of kid he is." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Basketball is a second sport for the 18-year-old Franklin, who says he has had some scholarship nibbles and plans to play football in college. He just has a few games left for the Knights, who are 6-11 and got beat 71-36 Tuesday night by Milwaukee Hamilton. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It hasn't been the greatest season for the team, but they have stuck together through a lot of adversity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"We maybe don't have the best basketball players in the world but they go to class and take care of business," Womack said. "We have a losing record but there's life lessons going on, good ones." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;None so good, though, as the moment a team and a player decided there were more important things than winning and having good stats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yes, DeKalb would go home with a loss. But it was a trip they'll never forget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"This is something our kids will hold for a lifetime," Rohlman said. "They may not remember our record 20 years from now, but they'll remember what happened in that gym that night."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://highschool.rivals.com/content.asp?CID=914609" target="_blank"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I got a lil emotional when I read this article, I don’t know why, maybe because of how fuck up things happens around us lately, ya know, terrorists attacks, wars and all. It may not have an impact on you, but I definitely had one when I read this.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;PS:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Currently listening to Joanna Wang’s cover of “Aubrey”, originally from the 70’s band “Bread”. They don’t make song like this anymore. Go check it out when you’re free. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061090654754907371-7566521583731221019?l=theplainme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/feeds/7566521583731221019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061090654754907371&amp;postID=7566521583731221019&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/7566521583731221019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/7566521583731221019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2009/02/amid-grieving-rare-act-of-sportsmanship.html' title='Amid the grieving, a rare act of sportsmanship'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061090654754907371.post-3601943036572634299</id><published>2009-02-19T19:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T19:13:33.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Partay'/><title type='text'>Shhh… Police is coming…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Don’t worry, I’m not being wanted by the police… yet, at least. More about the title later.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Soo, this is my first post on this new year, yay!! Errr, ok maybe not that new, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONLY&lt;/span&gt; 2 months and 19 days late, oops… I’ve been getting complains about my lack-of-update-blog a lot. The reason for it is simple, I have got nothing to write about and I am lazy as hell! There you have it. =DD &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Now back to the title, it was quoted from a friend of Adrian, Casey, two days ago on his &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;21 YEAR OLD&lt;/span&gt; birthday! So she was telling this joke about how her friend got drunk in the car, kicking, shouting and all, then suddenly a police patrol car passed by and she goes: &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#800080;"&gt;“Shhhhhh… Police is cominggg…”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Hahaah… It was a great gathering with a good amount of booze going around and a few people getting drunk and all lol! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;The pics from that day  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ09thMYWoI/AAAAAAAAADc/FRJ7zidqGt4/s1600-h/PICT00106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="PICT0010" style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="PICT0010" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ09uXyLsGI/AAAAAAAAADg/UUvc5uPayP8/PICT0010_thumb4.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="400" height="289" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ09vcYp01I/AAAAAAAAADk/yqOh2AULMPo/s1600-h/PICT00393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="PICT0039" style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="PICT0039" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ09v8zfmaI/AAAAAAAAADo/MvD8mNpgzIc/PICT0039_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="403" height="306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ09wr-QxWI/AAAAAAAAADs/ojZzYnop-Mk/s1600-h/PICT00415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="PICT0041" style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="PICT0041" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ09xoXEv7I/AAAAAAAAADw/8qeySoVrtJQ/PICT0041_thumb3.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="403" height="310" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ09vcYp01I/AAAAAAAAADk/yqOh2AULMPo/s1600-h/PICT00393.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ09ydjbtBI/AAAAAAAAAD0/27GSm6SG09Y/s1600-h/PICT00456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="PICT0045" style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="PICT0045" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ09zKFOj2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/PWXiDIUWxjI/PICT0045_thumb4.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="404" height="313" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ090H34yvI/AAAAAAAAAEE/SKXw-gccooU/s1600-h/PICT00544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="PICT0054" style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="PICT0054" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ090wdbZ_I/AAAAAAAAAEI/oU3Wkdkscjc/PICT0054_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="408" height="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ091kkGtjI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4KySKHUTh04/s1600-h/PICT00619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="PICT0061" style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="PICT0061" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ092dzxTpI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/m5cYcVtkdiE/PICT0061_thumb7.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="406" height="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ0921t8jxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/iVUYjpv2fm8/s1600-h/PICT00644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="PICT0064" style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="PICT0064" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ093lsCu_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/WyeUG9ty-dk/PICT0064_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="295" height="384" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;img title="PICT0070" style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="PICT0070" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ094CVCeEI/AAAAAAAAAEc/S-g5EpwjWKU/PICT0070_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="290" height="378" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;More pics…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ094vu0KvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SaELX-uqrCA/s1600-h/PICT00754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="PICT0075" style="border-width: 0px; display: inline;" alt="PICT0075" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ095bKPC4I/AAAAAAAAAEk/mZ_mjCkvRzc/PICT0075_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="294" height="384" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ095xAKkZI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xdBimlWWtog/s1600-h/PICT00844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="PICT0084" style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="PICT0084" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ096hdRtxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/GJze961nl40/PICT0084_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="300" height="391" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ097FRGUbI/AAAAAAAAAEw/MkOqbnj7P9w/s1600-h/PICT00623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="PICT0062" style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="PICT0062" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ097_OWLRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/rnnuXBOosDA/PICT0062_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="291" height="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ098UyqdQI/AAAAAAAAAFA/23D2Zk7m-yA/s1600-h/PICT00634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="PICT0063" style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="PICT0063" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ099XWw7HI/AAAAAAAAAFE/PSLg0aga11c/PICT0063_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="292" height="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ099_359gI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pkoOcXMjaYg/s1600-h/PICT00833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="PICT0083" style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="PICT0083" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ09-h3j4sI/AAAAAAAAAFM/vCiFXUQjvHo/PICT0083_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="282" height="371" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ09_buMF7I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/PubJOIsiIno/s1600-h/PICT00884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="PICT0088" style="border-width: 0px; display: inline;" alt="PICT0088" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ09_7qZsHI/AAAAAAAAAFU/j4ZxCG9VMdI/PICT0088_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="400" height="307" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ0-A-5YQlI/AAAAAAAAAFY/68M9UizRgC4/s1600-h/PICT01034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="PICT0103" style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="PICT0103" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ0-BqeELPI/AAAAAAAAAFc/B4r4mwBC5iI/PICT0103_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="400" height="306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ0-CwVWKtI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hSIBN2et4a4/s1600-h/PICT01047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="PICT0104" style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="PICT0104" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ0-DonJ97I/AAAAAAAAAFk/68A1mH2KoB4/PICT0104_thumb5.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="394" height="307" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yep, that’s all folks. See y’all when I’m not lazy xD. XOXO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061090654754907371-3601943036572634299?l=theplainme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/feeds/3601943036572634299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061090654754907371&amp;postID=3601943036572634299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/3601943036572634299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/3601943036572634299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2009/02/shhh-police-is-coming.html' title='Shhh… Police is coming…'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SZ09uXyLsGI/AAAAAAAAADg/UUvc5uPayP8/s72-c/PICT0010_thumb4.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061090654754907371.post-790366624652475091</id><published>2008-12-11T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T19:39:48.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><title type='text'>真的有酱难吗？</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ooopss, on the verge of neglecting my blog again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you may be thinking whats with the Chinese words in my title huh?? Well, anyone reading this with sufficient interest, but don't understand what the heck I typed there (you know who you are... =) ) might have already babelfish-ed it. But the meaning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets just say.... It's for me know and for you to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I drank a couple cups of Chivas just now, so... I apologize for any grammatical mistakes and shit in what I'm going to type below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the long absence you might ask? Well part of it is because I'm busy with my life and stuffs... But we all know its just plain bullshit and the real reason behind my lack of updates here is just pure simple LAZINESS...  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might also be thinking, fuck this shit man, so lazy then why start a blog in the first place???&lt;br /&gt;Well, let me explain, it's because... Wait, why the hell do I need to explain it to you? Dammmnn... = =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end of the day, I still want to thank the people who "took a crap" in my blog and took the initiative to click the button to follow my blog, you know who you are.... Really appreciate it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, too lazy to continue babbling here, I shall end my post here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! I found this old song by Jordan Chan in my playlist just now. But they won't let me embed it here so yeah, here's the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aBDWRTW6LHM"&gt;song&lt;/a&gt;. Lyrics with pinyin are beside the video.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: This whole post is basically just craps unrelated to the title. Just that I feel like writing in Chinese at this time and space. Anyhow, the title meant something though...&lt;br /&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/3061090654754907371-790366624652475091?l=theplainme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/feeds/790366624652475091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061090654754907371&amp;postID=790366624652475091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/790366624652475091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/790366624652475091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='真的有酱难吗？'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061090654754907371.post-3946266110068940040</id><published>2008-11-06T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:26:02.028+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflecting'/><title type='text'>A Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And so Obama became the first black president for the US of A. Lets hope he really make a change to everything, such as the war and the economy crisis. Make us proud, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a style="left: 348px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-009326725182291329 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/ldF_bfoZPLo&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 348px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-009326725182291329 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/ldF_bfoZPLo&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 348px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-009326725182291329 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/ldF_bfoZPLo&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 348px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-009326725182291329 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/ldF_bfoZPLo&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ldF_bfoZPLo&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ldF_bfoZPLo&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Video &lt;s&gt;stolen&lt;/s&gt; taken from &lt;a href="http://melaniehwa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mel's&lt;/a&gt; blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Speaking of a change... Maybe I should too. Gimme sometime, hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061090654754907371-3946266110068940040?l=theplainme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/feeds/3946266110068940040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061090654754907371&amp;postID=3946266110068940040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/3946266110068940040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/3946266110068940040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2008/11/change.html' title='A Change'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061090654754907371.post-7387293751256736735</id><published>2008-10-19T02:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T04:16:28.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>Show me a direction, please?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A lot of thoughts are going through my head right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of everything, mentally, physically, emotionally... The stress is killing me. I seriously need a hug. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are just even more screwed up than before, everything is going south and there is no sign of it stopping. I'm in dire need of someone to talk to, someone who don't judge, someone who just listens and point me to the right direction. Though it would be easier to just give up everything and quit but I chose to stay and confront it. And the outcome? Needless to say, its ugly. I'm like walking in a dark tunnel without seeing the light on the other end of it. That damn light, I am satisfy to be able to have a glimpse  of it. Just one glimpse to let me know the path I have taken is the correct one. Is that too much I am asking for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really hate to admit that I am having difficulties in improving. I seem to be repeating all the stupid things I have done. And being a super hard necked person, I tend to not learn from it, end up making a fool outta my self. Just someone please, stop criticizing, save your nonconstructive sarcastic comments and tell me what the fuck I should do instead, point me to a new direction, I am tired of walking down the same path over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it is suffice to say I am thoroughly defeated by my self. It may seem like butterflies and sunshine outside of me all the while, but in the inside, its just dark and lonely... emo... I guess Mel is correct some how, I tend to wear a mask to hide everything under it. Only to show a little of me every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, point me to the light for once.&lt;br /&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/3061090654754907371-7387293751256736735?l=theplainme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/7387293751256736735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/7387293751256736735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2008/10/show-me-direction-please.html' title='Show me a direction, please?'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061090654754907371.post-4518714102025506824</id><published>2008-09-30T02:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T03:33:07.167+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>My life so far...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To Melanie: Just admit that picture of the rose I took is awesome!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...is quite screw up. Well, not gonna go into details, lets just say that everything isn't going the way I want it to be. Like the Penang trip, canceled. Going to the beach, canceled. Even that something I yearn the most, end up in the pits of hell. But then, thinking back, nothing seem to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; since form 4, lol, so maybe I shouldn't complain too much. Haha, Fuck me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://icanhascheezburger.wordpress.com/files/2008/01/funny-pictures-emo-wall.jpg" alt="funny pictures" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously, I need a long vacation, ya know for some soul searching and shit... (I'm 18 and I sound like an old hag right now, great.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere quiet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/14352626/1/784844123"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/62/62/14352626/1_784844123l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Somewhere where I can totally unwind, breathing in the distinct smell of seawater... Chill... and forget bout everything....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just listen to the spellbinding tune of waves crushing onto the sand... Blissfulness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8zUMeCw99HU"&gt;Sempurna by Andra and The BackBone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061090654754907371-4518714102025506824?l=theplainme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/feeds/4518714102025506824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061090654754907371&amp;postID=4518714102025506824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/4518714102025506824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/4518714102025506824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-life-so-far.html' title='My life so far...'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061090654754907371.post-5624427759906573526</id><published>2008-08-14T18:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T01:01:23.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months and 9 days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yep, I guess this is how long it took me to update my blog... I'm such a sloth... gosh = =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that I guess education have also contributed to my absence here. Yea, I know in your mind you'd be probably thinking this is all shitload of EXCUSES... but can't I make my self feel better with it?? It's still my blog you know... Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to make this post a short one, since I have an important Econs presentation I have to prepare for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea,  I pawn the shit outta the opposing team during my computer studies debate... FUCK YEAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opposing team's friends tried to help them by asking me a question about HOW DO I KNOW THAT THE DATA LAYER OF A DVD IS UNDERNEATH ITS COVER and IF ITS TRUE, PROVE IT TO ME!!! roar... (Seriously, the question of the year man)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which after a little thought, I answered him &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stylishly&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;"First and foremost, it had been mentioned by my first speaker earlier (you dumbfuck, have you not been listening?!), and it is available all over the internet (damn it, bet your ass you thought the internet is all about your little game of DoTA and porn, freaking fucktards wei...), you want prove?? Yea sure, but we don't have the time for that now, let me show it to you later, wokay?(in other words, stfu and sit there fool!)" =D &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;The crowd went wild right after I finish my sentence man. Lol shit... definitely one of the best self-pwnage I've witnessed this year, or indirectly cause by me. And thanks to him I got my team extra points for my effort in trying to answer every single questions asked. I guess he felt like kicking himself in the groin after asking that question. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the lighter side.... This is the reason why Lifehouse rocks my socks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-04806279818592559 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/fjDojEOiMcE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-04806279818592559 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/fjDojEOiMcE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-04806279818592559 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/fjDojEOiMcE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-04806279818592559 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/fjDojEOiMcE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-04806279818592559 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/fjDojEOiMcE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-04806279818592559 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/fjDojEOiMcE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 16px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-07603649896259698 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/fjDojEOiMcE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fjDojEOiMcE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fjDojEOiMcE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Everything&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lifehouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Find Me Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Speak To Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I want to feel you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I need to hear you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; You are the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; That's leading me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; To the place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; where I find peace, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; You are the strength, that keeps me walking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; You are the hope, that keeps me trusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; You are the light, to my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; You are my purpose, you're everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; You calm the storms, and you give me rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; You hold me in your hands, you won't let me fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; You still my heart, and you take my breath away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Would you take me in? Take me deeper now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; And How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Cause you're all I want, you're all I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; You're everything, everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; You're all I want, you're all I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; You're everything, everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; You're all I want, you're all I need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; You're everything, everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; You're all I want, you're all I need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; You're everything, everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Would you tell me how could it be any better than this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Would you tell me how could it be any better, any better than this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; And How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Were you moved?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061090654754907371-5624427759906573526?l=theplainme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/feeds/5624427759906573526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061090654754907371&amp;postID=5624427759906573526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/5624427759906573526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/5624427759906573526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2008/08/2-months-and-9-days.html' title='2 months and 9 days.'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061090654754907371.post-6192278459775026735</id><published>2008-06-08T02:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T21:56:42.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got TAG!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How do you pronounce sex?&lt;br /&gt;I kid you not when Shehping and I heard some speaker said "SES" during &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;UTAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'s foundation in science orientation. Not once, but a couple of times.... Fuck me. = =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way this tag is loooooooonnnnnnngggggggg overdue, I'm sorry guys. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wokay, enough of that and back to what I wanted to write now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know, I've got tag for the first time. (yealahhh... Pertama kali lah, my first blog ok, zzzz)&lt;br /&gt;By my beloved cousin, &lt;a href="http://limshinna.blogs.friendster.com/aloha/"&gt;Shinna&lt;/a&gt;! (Don't tag me so much, wokayy?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;1.Have you been trying to avoid something or someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; yes…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; 2. Where will you go if someone sponsor you a tour ticket?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere with really beautiful &lt;s&gt;bitches&lt;/s&gt; beaches, like the Bahamas, Bali or Phuket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 51);"&gt;3. What's your favourite thing to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping, tidur, fan gao, sui jiao, oin oin. No shit aight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt; 4. Do you think money can buy happiness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you ask me, its relative to what situation I am facing that time. If I am broke in the end of the month, of course money would make me happy. But then, there are times when money can't do anything much, like lets say it wouldn't cure AIDS even if you shove money into your veins or something. So, In the end, the question it self is flawed. cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;5. If you had one dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream is to have more than one dream. Cheers!!!!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;6. What do you see in an ideal girlfriend/boyfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving and caring with all her heart and can be fit to be the mother of my children. (Hey since it says ideal ok, means someone I would be looking forward to marry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What are you most afraid to lose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also same with Shinna, everything I have now, family, friends till the air that I breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt; 8. If you win $1million, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Take a million.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Setup a company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;And earn another million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Thats roughly what I would do now instead of giving it all to charity. I think with more money you can do more things for the needy. (Sounded like Miss Universe speeches =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is the most enjoyable thing you did lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending time with Shinna!! God it's so hard to see her, miss her like hell!! Dayummmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. List at least 5 of your closest friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son, Jo, Jye, Waicunt, Calvin, Shehping, Shyen, Merv... and the list goes on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;11. What do you think you will be doing in 10years time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully realizing my dream as an engineer working for Ferrari, yea, THE Ferarri. And rich enough to not have to worry much bout anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt; 12. Would you date someone who's at least 10 years younger or older than you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;                   Hey love is blind wokay... 10 years older or 10 years younger, when you're in love, you are blind. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt; 13. What is your ambition?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be successful, happy and live the life that I've always dream of, it wouldn't need to be perfect, just close to it will make me happy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;14. Describe your perfect date?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking on the beach under the moonlight, holding hands with the girl I love the most, whispering how much I loved her beside her ears while listening to the waves crushing onto the shore. Bliss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;15. What do you think is the most important in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I have right now, can't imagine if I lost everything valuable to me, family, friends and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;16. If you can undo doing one mistake in the past, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that undoing a mistake wouldn't do any good, I mean it's always you who make the last decision to everything you do, right? Trying to fix it, learn from the mistake is what matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;17. what do you dislike about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;My height! God........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt; 18. What music have you been listening to recently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leona Lewis- Bleeding Love, David Cook- Always be my baby, Alicia Key's As I am album and most of Lifehouse's albums, and some Coldplay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is your least favourite animal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans that are worse than animals, like mofos who torture their own children or sick bastards who do a lot of awful things to fellow human beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt; 20. Who you wanna be with in this very moment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;No comment. =) (I have the rights! weeeeeeee....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="arial" style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Instruction:&lt;br /&gt;Remove one question from above and create your very own question, make it total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of the post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Notify them in their chat box the he/she is been tagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;And now, I would like to tag shehping the "sessy", Calvin, Cheryl and Yiching. Have fun guys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061090654754907371-6192278459775026735?l=theplainme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/feeds/6192278459775026735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061090654754907371&amp;postID=6192278459775026735&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/6192278459775026735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/6192278459775026735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2008/06/ive-got-tag.html' title='I&apos;ve got TAG!!!'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061090654754907371.post-6246925407199726735</id><published>2008-04-28T15:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T17:30:18.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate flavoured sticky popsicle banana shaped sex toy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah you heard me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Massive random post title... fuck yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Blog title somewhat unrelated to post contents)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wokay, enough of that crap. Something disturbing pop up when I'm lurking around LYN today. Heres the news article taken from &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2008/4/28/worldupdates/2008-04-28T025757Z_01_NOOTR_RTRMDNC_0_India-332607-5&amp;amp;sec=worldupdates"&gt;The Star&lt;/a&gt; today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h1 id="story_title"&gt;Austrian woman says held, abused by father 24 yrs&lt;/h1&gt;      &lt;h2 id="story_byline"&gt;By Heinz-Peter Bader&lt;/h2&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AMSTETTEN, Austria (Reuters) - Austrian police have arrested a man they believe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;imprisoned his daughter in a windowless basement for 24 years, abused her and fathered seven children with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Police said the woman, identified as 42-year-old Elisabeth F, told them her father Josef had lured her into the basement of the block where the family lived in Amstetten in 1984, and drugged and handcuffed her before locking her up in the dungeon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Three of her children were locked up since birth in the basement of the drab, grey building along with their mother and had never seen sunlight or received any education, police said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Authorities were still trying to piece together details of the case, which is reminiscent of that of Austrian Natascha Kampusch who spent eight years locked up in a windowless cell before dashing to freedom in August 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Police said Josef, a 73-year-old electrical engineering technician by training, was in custody and had told investigators how to enter the basement prison through a small hidden door, operated by a secret code which only he had known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"There is not only one, but a number of rooms: one room to sleep in, one to cook, and there are also sanitation facilities," Franz Polzer, head of the criminal investigations unit in the province of Lower Austria, told broadcaster ORF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Josef's wife Rosemarie had been unaware of what happened to her daughter and it was assumed Elisabeth had disappeared voluntarily when her parents received a letter from her saying they should not search for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Elisabeth gave birth to seven children during her ordeal, one of whom died shortly after being born, police said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Three of the younger children were brought up by Josef and his wife after they were left at the building, the first child accompanied by a note from Elisabeth saying she was unable to care for the baby herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Three others, including the two eldest aged 18 and 19, and the youngest, aged 5, had been locked up in the basement with their mother since birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The father seems to be very authoritarian and decided what happened and what was supposed to happen in the family -- and today we know why he very closely guarded the basement," Polzer said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOCKED UP SINCE BIRTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The case only came to light when the oldest child became seriously ill and was taken to hospital in Amstetten. Josef said that child had also been left unconscious on his doorstep, according to media reports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A 19-year-old girl, who was seriously ill and is still fighting for her life, was last weekend dropped off at the hospital in Amstetten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Doctors appealed for the girl's mother, who at that time was believed to have disappeared, to come forward to provide more details about the daughter's medical history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Josef then brought Elisabeth and her remaining two children out of the dungeon, telling his wife that their "missing" daughter had chosen to return home, police said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"This is not a mother abandoning her child which then had to be admitted to hospital in a serious condition ... We know that she herself has been kept imprisoned by her own father for 24 years in the basement and furthermore she obviously was also subjected to sexual abuse," Polzer said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After questioning and assurances that she would have no further contact with her father -- who she said abused her from the age of 11 -- Elisabeth agreed to make a "comprehensive statement".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The news sent shockwaves through Amstetten, a town of around 22,000 some 130 km west of the capital Vienna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"It is so horrible, I can see the house from my balcony and from my window and when I think now of who was in there, I can simply not imagine that,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; neighbour Corina Schmid told ORF as onlookers gathered in the street outside the three-storey building and investigators in white suits continued their search of the premises. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I spoke to (Rosemarie) at Christmas, and she told me they didn't know where the daughter was, she had simply vanished," neighbour Margarete Gollonitsch told the broadcaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rosemarie, as well as Elisabeth and her children were receiving psychological counselling. DNA samples of all those involved were taken and would be analysed, police said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Copyright © 2008 Reuters&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What the fuck?!? This is some serious incest shit going on man, what the hell are those bastards thinking, seriously. How could a normal man do this to their own offspring, and the best part is, the wife don't even know whats happening right under he feet for TWENTY-FOUR FREAKIN YEARS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't she be curious about the sounds coming from her basement?? I mean, he freaking rapes the girl and wouldn't the girl shout and all??? Not to mention the voices of babies crying and all. How could she be so ignorant about everything going on RIGHT UNDER THE VERY HOUSE SHE'S STAYING IN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine with that, maybe she really doesn't give a damn, but aren't you suppose to be a lil curious about your own husband's obsession and bringing stuffs down to the basement?? 24 years is a loooooooooooonnnggggggg time. ANDDD Aren't you even a bit curious about your daughter's "sudden" return to home??? For fuck's sake she's your daughter!! I'm utterly disgusted right now by her ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me started at the diuniasengcibailanchaoKNSbabikia husband now, words can't describe the actions he has taken on another fellow human being, not to mention thats her daughter we're talking about. URGH! I for one, believe in karma, and freaking hope karma will get right back up your ass when it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in disbelieve after writing this, shit's really fuck up. Makes me wonder what the hell is wrong with humanity these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the lighter side, heres my one of my favourite song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: -23px ! important; top: -519px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-05147156471772785 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/_7OQSl4FdJE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: -23px ! important; top: -2938px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-05147156471772785 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/_7OQSl4FdJE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 425px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-05147156471772785 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/_7OQSl4FdJE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: -23px ! important; top: -2938px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-05147156471772785 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/_7OQSl4FdJE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: -23px ! important; top: -2938px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-05147156471772785 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/_7OQSl4FdJE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: -23px ! important; top: -3188px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-05147156471772785 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/_7OQSl4FdJE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: -23px ! important; top: -3188px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-05147156471772785 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/_7OQSl4FdJE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 16px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-05147156471772785 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/_7OQSl4FdJE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_7OQSl4FdJE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_7OQSl4FdJE&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3061090654754907371-6246925407199726735?l=theplainme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/feeds/6246925407199726735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061090654754907371&amp;postID=6246925407199726735&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/6246925407199726735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/6246925407199726735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2008/04/chocolate-flavoured-sticky-popsicle.html' title='Chocolate flavoured sticky popsicle banana shaped sex toy!'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061090654754907371.post-4522001050968428127</id><published>2008-04-15T16:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T20:15:33.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry T.T</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yea, yea I know I might as well abandon this blog since I didn't even bother to update it for the past few months...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;!!! I would not to do that since I made a commitment to start blogging, I don't wanna be the usual quitter again. Anything that are needed to change, must change. I don't wanna be playing the same old part anymore.... =D&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, firstly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SooSoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; is the one who made me get my ass here and start posting something cause it seems she's kinda dying to read what I wrote. Which indirectly means, someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: arial;"&gt;have really nothing better to do&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  is actually reading my blog!!!! Weeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;... An&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;d the people who actually left me messages on my CB, I thank you. And for some, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;fuck you&lt;/span&gt; _|_  _|_!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SAR_6Gg5pcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MEfxP5j3EKo/s1600-h/be+afraid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SAR_6Gg5pcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MEfxP5j3EKo/s320/be+afraid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189413306795402690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Totally random pic (pics from &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/"&gt;here)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="left: 340px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-09732264166360945 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/2LTLEVC-sfQ&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2LTLEVC-sfQ&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2LTLEVC-sfQ&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And some Ken Lee's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Btw, I guess its time for some reviews for what I've done for the past few months, if ya wanna know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, I got a job, and quit a job. Got a job at pc fair and it ended. Thats basically it. Just kidding =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I got a job a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kurnia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; insurance (aka wa boh eng inc.) earlier this year as a temp. The place is not bad, since they pay u averagely, give you a lot of work to do and stuffs, but at least they offer you free lunch, so I guess it ain't that bad lah =P... But what matters the most to me is I got to know quite a lot of new people there, and it's one of my new year resolution so yeah... It's something good. The experience I gain bout insurance and communicating with people surely helps a lot as well. Another door open is better then another door closed. (Philosophy 101 by yours truly. Yeap meh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then.... I got another part time at &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;PDA Expert&lt;/span&gt;. This time a PDA phone shop, selling, well of course PDA phones (cunts sometimes don't get it mah!!). Went there to work for them guys at PC Fair. Hafta say, it's 1 helluva experience, man. Standing till my legs went numb at Samsung booths for 3 days is not really a good feeling... But oh well, I still manage to hit my personal target sales for each day. Oh wait, did I tell you guys this is the first time I'm doing sales???? Ahhh, I'm starting to have this feeling that doing sales are in my blood naturally... Muahahha!!!! I'm just good at it XD Bangga gila!! (Ok ok, I stop self complimenting now, ish) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH!!! Before I end my post, heres another thing I wanna brag about for jew mofos out there, I got me self one of this babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SASbkGg5pdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2Hd-Zl_S5dQ/s1600-h/psp2000cw_spec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SASbkGg5pdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2Hd-Zl_S5dQ/s320/psp2000cw_spec.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189443715163858386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My baby looks really sexy ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061090654754907371-4522001050968428127?l=theplainme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/feeds/4522001050968428127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061090654754907371&amp;postID=4522001050968428127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/4522001050968428127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/4522001050968428127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2008/04/sorry-tt.html' title='Sorry T.T'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SAR_6Gg5pcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MEfxP5j3EKo/s72-c/be+afraid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061090654754907371.post-1185999347957326063</id><published>2008-01-01T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T18:27:31.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 ALREADY?!</title><content type='html'>Well, I guess this is how I'm gonna start my new year then, writing a blog!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(Fuck yeah!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my new years eve with my fuck up friend, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waikin&lt;/span&gt; , why fuck up??&lt;br /&gt;Go spend a day with him man, you can feel his eff-up-ness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went down to MV together and met up with tons of peeps working there. Man, the job they applied for was at the same section, so it's like everyone know each other there, wtf!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After grabbin lunch and an awful lot of cocking, we headed home and boarded the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;metrobus no.21&lt;/span&gt; which always pass through my house, but today, that cock mongling bus driver decided to take a detour and took the main route straight to Puchong Jaya!!! Fucking cunt!!! No wonder they are losing customers... zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End up gotta walk back a few km back home. It feels fucking miserable when you had a license but you don't have a car to drive out... sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night I tag along with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neon's&lt;/span&gt; ride to The Curve for the countdown and guess who decided to tag along... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MICHELLE&lt;/span&gt;!! Her mom specifically came out and told us to take care of her daughter and chocalatemilkstarfishtehtarik .... You see, this was her first time going out for a countdown with her mates... So a good start for you girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual we made it there rather quickly albeit the jam with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neon's&lt;/span&gt; fearsome lil street demon...... the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Viva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and his fearless driving style. We had dinner at Kim Gary there and hafta wait for a good half hour for a freaking table man.... the crowd there was immense!! then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wilson&lt;/span&gt; joined us there as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we find our self a comfy spot to watch the fireworks at the corner of street and joined&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Soomei&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yiching&lt;/span&gt; for the fireworks. After the 10mins fireworks, I joined Wilson and John for the chic gawking session in starbucks while the rest of they guys called it a night. GOD, it was packed with hordes and hordes of hot chic walking around for us to cuci mata!! Weeeee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour later we head to 1U and find our way through the parking lot where &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John&lt;/span&gt; park his ride and head home.... What a night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/62/62/14352626/1_798335805l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/62/62/14352626/1_798335805l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;MF= Mofo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*****************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to commemorate the new year, I shall list down my FIRST, yes, first! New year resolution and also hopefully more to come... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Start a blog!&lt;/s&gt; (Done! weeeeeeeeee)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Enroll  in a college.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DIET!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pack muscles! (Its different from dieting ok = = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Date more chics &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;s&gt;and get laid&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, wub! =D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting to know more peeps.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Save more moonies, I'm getting awfully broke as I type. T.T&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hopefully save enough moonies to get an SE W960i  *Drools* &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/R3sWBULSAtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/UWfR5EvMrxw/s1600-h/sonyericsson-w960-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/R3sWBULSAtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/UWfR5EvMrxw/s320/sonyericsson-w960-00.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150734810680001234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sexy ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is roughly what I wanted to do this year then. And freaking hope that I will stick to it as well, zzzzzz... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;(Why do I had a feeling that I will abandon it some how? damn...= =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So Adrian came by just now, haven't really hang out with him before after we have known each other for a year or so &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;(so sad)&lt;/span&gt; , and we watched The Heartbreak Kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/R3tRlkLSAuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/71pxTZKK1sE/s1600-h/Heartbreak_kid_2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/R3tRlkLSAuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/71pxTZKK1sE/s320/Heartbreak_kid_2007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150800304636297954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Love Blows...= =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is good, but nothing to shout about, its just your average romance comedy, with some sex scenes added in XD, but don't bother watching it in M'sia's cinema though= =... &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;( Them with their fucked up board of  censorship... )&lt;/span&gt; Get the DVD from your nearest Ah Chong DVD instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it for my first and freaking loooooooooonnnnnnggggggg entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061090654754907371-1185999347957326063?l=theplainme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/feeds/1185999347957326063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061090654754907371&amp;postID=1185999347957326063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/1185999347957326063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061090654754907371/posts/default/1185999347957326063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theplainme.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008-already.html' title='2008 ALREADY?!'/><author><name>Rick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05730045633410293531</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/_Z0QRY-buxMU/SUpNLW69QpI/AAAAAAAAACU/3wadNiBQLs0/S220/DSC07775.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z0QRY-buxMU/R3sWBULSAtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/UWfR5EvMrxw/s72-c/sonyericsson-w960-00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
