<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 11:20:06 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Story Of A Future Old School Rocker.</title><description></description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>225</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-7009482122321563532</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 02:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-09T03:20:07.264-08:00</atom:updated><title>Sesame Street.</title><description>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413054590104667250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sx8IeFj8hHI/AAAAAAAACcc/kSx9MV34C4k/s400/Sesamecast.jpg" /&gt; Sesame Street's Entourage. classic, just pure classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early in the morning at 7.30am today, without my 4 alarms ringing. It's weird cos I only had 6 hours of sleep but i feel fresh as ever but my body's aching like an old man cos of futsal yesterday. Gotta start my jogging sessions again before i become i fat bum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So what did I do early in the morning? I haven't even eat my breakfast yet but it's on the table already. Man, i feel like a bum already i've got to get my eyes off the comp after this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I woke up, called my third bum but she's too busy for everyone now. So i decided to watch the making of paramore's brand new eyes album. awesome awesome awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then I thought about Big Bird, and Jimmy Kimmel. so i youtubed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Watch the video below. I never knew Sesame Street existed since 40 years ago. I grew up watching Sesame Street. I can't remember much what I learnt from it but it was heck loads for a kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/el9tfwU208I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b48x_uv_l1k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b48x_uv_l1k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/el9tfwU208I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sx8IehKmvNI/AAAAAAAACck/6StQD6jJNa0/s1600-h/Elmo.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413054597514575058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sx8IehKmvNI/AAAAAAAACck/6StQD6jJNa0/s400/Elmo.jpg" /&gt;My favaourite one of all time, ELMO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I still remember I had my first ever backpack for school when i was 5, it was an Elmo backpack with glitters on it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 332px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413054608310030162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sx8IfJYcT1I/AAAAAAAACcs/3x2TMl_vsUo/s400/shoes_elmo2.jpg" /&gt;only if I had these sneakers during my childhood days. I'm so gonna buy these for my kids next time.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413057330561195762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sx8K9mjsnvI/AAAAAAAACc8/JQLcdZMWTj8/s400/200901061125.jpg" /&gt;Another character that i really like, Cookie monster! eating the twin towers.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413057320580735394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sx8K9BYK4aI/AAAAAAAACc0/iXqvBD5wZQs/s400/cookie-monster-cupcake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413057338055115266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sx8K-CeYwgI/AAAAAAAACdE/w76OagdmqNs/s400/Sesame_Street_Cookie_Monster_Face_Blue_Shirt.jpg" /&gt;... &amp;amp; cookie monster shall be my handphone background screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere.sesamestreeth-ing. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1769134929926039320-7009482122321563532?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/12/sesame-street.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sx8IeFj8hHI/AAAAAAAACcc/kSx9MV34C4k/s72-c/Sesamecast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-6125293709937760580</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 14:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-08T06:23:41.077-08:00</atom:updated><title>Guess Who's Back?</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sx5epNZMgLI/AAAAAAAACcU/i6KwRIrGddw/s1600-h/P9180262.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412867864208900274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sx5epNZMgLI/AAAAAAAACcU/i6KwRIrGddw/s400/P9180262.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mommy says :&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; " Can you stay at home for one day after SPM and clean up your room? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I guess I'll be spending my day cleaning up the room and drumming all day long? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyone wants to study tonight? Oh wait, SPM's over. what a waste of time when we don't even know the mistakes we've done in our exams. bum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. freakingrelieved. (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-6125293709937760580?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/12/guess-whos-back.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sx5epNZMgLI/AAAAAAAACcU/i6KwRIrGddw/s72-c/P9180262.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-2057174171403432537</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 12:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-11T05:52:13.741-07:00</atom:updated><title>Goodbye For Now.</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/StHPtMfp9zI/AAAAAAAACcM/c52UAvoiBxo/s1600-h/SPM-01-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 399px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391318604294256434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/StHPtMfp9zI/AAAAAAAACcM/c52UAvoiBxo/s400/SPM-01-big.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Some rapper when i googled SPM. even the title says, " When Devils Strike. " SPM's a devil. how satanic. *pose* (points up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, so i'm trying real hard to abstain myself from the computer. But daddy left the modem here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been awesome other than counting down the days to SPM. My mommy is going to pay up for my college fees soon. Been hanging around with my quality friends quite a bit, something I can't do anymore for 2 months, i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I love the band I'm with now. I've been with so many bands throughout these 5 years, filling in for various bands as a fill in drummer for performances. Not to say I'm good or anything, but I guess attitude and being able to work with others and giving in to others plays a big role in a band. That's what I've learnt over the years. To all the bands that I've played in before, thank you for giving me the chance to play with you guys and girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Van Company? Our song list now is I've got a feeling, we were meant to live &amp;amp; fix you. so if you put it all together its... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've got a feeling that We were meant to live to Fix you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. awesomeeee.&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna be famous soon, you'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, don't expect me to blog too often now until SPM's over. the devil awaits... and the devil will be a footstool for my feet. I'll conquer you, evil one, SPM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;looking forward after the last chemistry paper on december 9th. woots woots!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. storyofafutureoldschoolrocker. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-2057174171403432537?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/goodbye-for-now.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/StHPtMfp9zI/AAAAAAAACcM/c52UAvoiBxo/s72-c/SPM-01-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-1319500247266679143</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Oct 2009 16:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-07T09:51:23.253-07:00</atom:updated><title>Gay Buddies.</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SszExk4HdQI/AAAAAAAACcE/7u-RGjiCacI/s1600-h/4204_85245648613_538088613_1696531_4595384_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389899210047321346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SszExk4HdQI/AAAAAAAACcE/7u-RGjiCacI/s400/4204_85245648613_538088613_1696531_4595384_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's like 12.45 am and I've nothing to do, was browsing through my facebook pictures and out of my surprise, I found a nice picture of me and you at Sarah Lee's 17th birthday. &lt;em&gt;My button fell off that night, not that i want to be sexy or anything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of my closest buddy in life, my third bum in life, my gay buddy aka ChinHuiYing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0UI36i6--mA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0UI36i6--mA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for those in the world who haven't watch this video, you're an alien. watch this, trust me you'll laugh till you pee in your pants. boomboompow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gotta Kit Kit! that's what he's singing instead of gotta get that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished reading the whole book of Acts today, quite an achievement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamming session with the boys in few hours time. i'vegotafeelingthatweweremeanttolivetofixyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-1319500247266679143?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/gay-buddies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SszExk4HdQI/AAAAAAAACcE/7u-RGjiCacI/s72-c/4204_85245648613_538088613_1696531_4595384_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-243203924935126727</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Oct 2009 04:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-06T22:00:31.746-07:00</atom:updated><title>Carrie Choo Li-Yen.</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sswew_XsbCI/AAAAAAAACb8/Y8cKhK4FNFM/s1600-h/Picture+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389716681049009186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sswew_XsbCI/AAAAAAAACb8/Y8cKhK4FNFM/s400/Picture+126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; A very long time ago. when she haven't start pouting while taking pictures. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything, riee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;sometimes,youcanthaveitall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-243203924935126727?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/carrie-choo-li-yen.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sswew_XsbCI/AAAAAAAACb8/Y8cKhK4FNFM/s72-c/Picture+126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-8087851450999918574</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Oct 2009 04:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-06T21:50:45.400-07:00</atom:updated><title>I'm a SASA-rian. rawr !</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389709605579002578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SswYVJMMEtI/AAAAAAAACbc/c9aMzHsvM4o/s400/P9300256.JPG" /&gt;Been playing around with my dad's semi DSLR.&lt;br /&gt;Don't really know how to use it still. Anyone wants to teach me? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SswYmYl-iUI/AAAAAAAACb0/MRLU91oBRh4/s1600-h/PA070259.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389709901771475266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SswYmYl-iUI/AAAAAAAACb0/MRLU91oBRh4/s400/PA070259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Alright, so I finally got the letter when I was not even waiting for the postman cos I was out all day with Suetyun yesterday at curve, studying at bucks all day. &lt;a href="http://www.justthesimpleme.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.justthesimpleme.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; see whether she updated on it or not cos she's having all the pictures. heh. Ayam Penyet, Sambal and Soda Gembira for dinner. yum yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Came home, read the letter. Full scholarship baby! But even though it's a full scholarship, which is like RM18k, A levels here cost about RM30k plus minus. Oh well, looks like I'll be starting college in January. Not really psyched about it somehow. God, I need clarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389709888557235490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SswYlnXdPSI/AAAAAAAACbk/quRf2lPlSzs/s400/PA050257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My pretty pretty wall. spot me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day in the car on the way to school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad : " Ivan, I canceled out the astro already. (cos we got some new satellite called Good TV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ivan : " So how am I gonna watch cartoons now? " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dad : " You can watch those on TV 3 and RTM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ivan : " -___________- ! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo sial whole day cos I've been watching cartoon all my life. No more powerpuff girls, no more blues clues, no more Hannah Montana and High school musical just to name a few. wtheckkk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright note, I think after me emo-ing. He canceled out certain packages only. But I still don't have cartoons and sports channel. sighs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should be studying. one more post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SswYmON7jCI/AAAAAAAACbs/Y6-X2_AXZiU/s1600-h/PA050258.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389709898986261538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SswYmON7jCI/AAAAAAAACbs/Y6-X2_AXZiU/s400/PA050258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ... &amp;amp; I shall name you, Shy Lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere.i'vegottheboomboompow. (:&lt;/span&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/1769134929926039320-8087851450999918574?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-sasa-rian-rawr.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SswYVJMMEtI/AAAAAAAACbc/c9aMzHsvM4o/s72-c/P9300256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-4082918720163842717</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 13:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-05T06:49:58.508-07:00</atom:updated><title>Where Are You Mr. Postman? !</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssny1lXxdJI/AAAAAAAACa8/EHTB_T9gIDs/s1600-h/Postman1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389105431504319634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssny1lXxdJI/AAAAAAAACa8/EHTB_T9gIDs/s400/Postman1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Classic postman picture. awesome, I'm a sucker for these kinda stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I woke up today, looked at the clock and it showed 8.30 am. The first word that came into my mind was SH*T! (sorry for the inappropriate language) I'm late for the SASA scholarship ceremony! Then I flipped open my oh-so-sexy phone, and i came to realise that today is only Monday. wtheck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've no idea if i should consider what happened today as a good thing or a bad thing. I'm just excited and nervous at the same time to see the results of how much scholarship I'm being offered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That was early morning when i woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Texted my third bum in life aka ChinHuiYing, know why she's my third bum in life? Cos my backside which consists of 2 of my bum bum already so she's the third one. We're just close friends but not so close till she's attached to my backside lah. Don't you feel the love? (: Asked her whether she could drop me at school so i can return my text books. She being a nice girl decided to pick me up so that i can return those books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At school,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pn Kwang : " This one your girlfriend ah? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ivan cock stares : " nooo.. -.- "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ivan to Huiying and Huiying : " You wish laah. " lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went to Huiying's crib to study a lil Bio and we had a lil conversation in between our study session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me : " I really don't like smart people. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Huiying : " So that means you don't like yourself lah. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me : " No, I mean I don't like people who's smarter than me, cos I'm a selfish guy. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Huiying : " Oh, no wonder you love me so much lah. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA! yes lah love you gay buddy our phones even have the same colour. pink and black sexy sial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Chowern calls : " Ivan! I GOT FULL SCHOLARSHIP! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay weird i was just thinking about SASA in the morning and now she calls me telling me that she received a full scholarship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mommy picked me up from huiying's. Opened the postbox, no letter one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I waited and waited all day long...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I checked the postbox at least 5 or 6 times today to see if the letter would magically appear or drop down from heaven onto my head or come out from a bird's bum while doing big business in the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I finally made a conclusion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389105439566951458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssny2DaDdCI/AAAAAAAACbE/SJ2eFa0rgqE/s400/post.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I think postman's birthday today&lt;/span&gt;. He never come my house today! when i was looking forward to see him for the first time all my life. tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So this is a story of me waiting for a postman all day long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another thing that happened yesterday, I watched Bruno with &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Huiying&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yilin&lt;/span&gt; at Yilin's crib. Don't ever watch it, worse show ever. I felt so disgusted that i felt like puking literally when i came back home. stupid gay movies. really detest that show so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's all for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere.God,givemeafullscholarshippleaseandthankyou. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youaretheonlyexception.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-4082918720163842717?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/where-are-you-mr-postman.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssny1lXxdJI/AAAAAAAACa8/EHTB_T9gIDs/s72-c/Postman1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-7819931362304033939</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2009 01:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-02T19:21:04.300-07:00</atom:updated><title>Paramore - Brand New Eyes.</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssav-20yAII/AAAAAAAACa0/W12FiYuuK50/s1600-h/normal_0002_brand-new-eyes-RR.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388187470235250738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssav9NKVMDI/AAAAAAAACaU/kBAXzJPHcG8/s400/3927888686_4112eb8197.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388187484541063234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssav-CdGkEI/AAAAAAAACak/Vs7sepHHaR8/s400/3664161752_b720ae2792_o2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssav-S7kehI/AAAAAAAACas/cfjU6rNqvKQ/s1600-h/l_7c50e66d5ad24b3b9c7c1e068785453f_resized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388187488963820050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssav-S7kehI/AAAAAAAACas/cfjU6rNqvKQ/s400/l_7c50e66d5ad24b3b9c7c1e068785453f_resized.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssav9vkFAnI/AAAAAAAACac/bcdNzgsZtyM/s1600-h/brand-new-eyes--large-msg-125343518298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 326px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388187479470047858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssav9vkFAnI/AAAAAAAACac/bcdNzgsZtyM/s400/brand-new-eyes--large-msg-125343518298.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsavCO6foSI/AAAAAAAACaM/C3YdXpvmfiw/s1600-h/normal_0002_brand-new-eyes-RR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388186457093415202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsavCO6foSI/AAAAAAAACaM/C3YdXpvmfiw/s400/normal_0002_brand-new-eyes-RR.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsavBtmLEHI/AAAAAAAACaE/8P24VVd_fcw/s1600-h/Paramore%2B02a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388186448149811314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsavBtmLEHI/AAAAAAAACaE/8P24VVd_fcw/s400/Paramore%2B02a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsavBLjxnQI/AAAAAAAACZ8/xgq3l3OY0qA/s1600-h/Paramore%2BP%2BA%2BR%2BA%2BM%2BO%2BR%2BE.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388186439012949250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsavBLjxnQI/AAAAAAAACZ8/xgq3l3OY0qA/s400/Paramore%2BP%2BA%2BR%2BA%2BM%2BO%2BR%2BE.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsavAaoMbsI/AAAAAAAACZ0/T9LFHq9r4uU/s1600-h/ParamoreBrandNewEyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388186425878146754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsavAaoMbsI/AAAAAAAACZ0/T9LFHq9r4uU/s400/ParamoreBrandNewEyes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssau_-9AgOI/AAAAAAAACZs/tj57tUES0YA/s1600-h/Paramore-brand-new-eyes-7821762-500-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388186418449252578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssau_-9AgOI/AAAAAAAACZs/tj57tUES0YA/s400/Paramore-brand-new-eyes-7821762-500-500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a post when i spam with pictures, why? Cos these pictures speak more than words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love Paramore so much. They're one of my major inspiration in life to make good music. I'm in love, with music. Just listened to their whole album as a morning wake up call. Few of the songs already caught my attention and I really like the song called "Brick By Boring Brick." Don't know what it means (yet) but it sounds oh-so-awesome. wooo-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XjTlJCd8ANU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XjTlJCd8ANU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is your new best friend!&lt;br /&gt;Hayley Williams is one of the hottest chick on earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright enough of the computer. Church, here I come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere.paramoreislove.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1769134929926039320-7819931362304033939?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/paramore-brand-new-eyes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssav9NKVMDI/AAAAAAAACaU/kBAXzJPHcG8/s72-c/3927888686_4112eb8197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-3019104228927679460</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2009 01:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-02T18:52:03.440-07:00</atom:updated><title>Good Classic Days.</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thursday- We're famous peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/SpicyCorner?v=photos&amp;amp;ref=nf#/photo.php?pid=3100748&amp;amp;id=77064566734"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/SpicyCorner?v=photos&amp;amp;ref=nf#/photo.php?pid=3100748&amp;amp;id=77064566734&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just press the link on top, I don't know how to do the *click here* thingy. Blame my noobie computer skills. We've got publicity already even though it was just the first day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had one of those drumming days when I drum all day and do nothing else and at late night after all the hectic practices all I want to do is get on my bed and fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a practice with the band, excluding one member the whole afternoon and somehow we blend together pretty good even though we've never played together before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Melvin prays : " Lord, give us the juices so that we can find a song to play. "&lt;br /&gt;Josh Seb : " Let's go to the kitchen and find a blender now. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine four monkeys in a hot stuffy room together and all of them having the same goal - to make good music for the world to listen. just awesome. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Josh Seb for coming all the way from Old Klang Road (not Klang, but it's the road on the way to klang), made your 2 hour ride all the way to my house just for practice. Really appreciate you and your voice and the guitar playing in the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night time, was just so uber tired but had to drag my lazy butt to church for worship practice. loved the worship practice that day and it was a really an achievement for all of us that night after being able to nail the song "Jesus Reigns" . Too many beats in one song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Friday- Last days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388183326025312066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsasL-xr50I/AAAAAAAACZk/mw4tA8ivAts/s400/7030_284122120433_648025433_9301123_2438677_n.jpg" /&gt;A cute boy with two girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After 5 years in this school, I can say that I'm ready to leave this school already. Honestly, there's only few things that I'm proud of this school. To name one, PJK lessons. Thank You Mr Zol for making this lesson interesting and this is the only lesson, other than reccess that students look forward to. And for the majority of the teachers, I'm sorry if I've hurt your feelings or whatever if I ever did. Please don't ever think that your student is stupid even if they are. Yes specifically a few of you who scold us without thinking rationally. I'm sorry for you all. A teacher is suppose to help students in life, instead you made most of your students dislike you. I'm just sorry for you teachers. But stil, I'm grateful that you've taught us abit in lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Days are counting till I leave this school for real, definitely no form 6 for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere.we'reallgrowingup. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-3019104228927679460?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-classic-days.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsasL-xr50I/AAAAAAAACZk/mw4tA8ivAts/s72-c/7030_284122120433_648025433_9301123_2438677_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-1277050072811050462</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 13:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-30T07:15:54.292-07:00</atom:updated><title>This Is Rad.</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsNiQucV2WI/AAAAAAAACZc/lPZjmoE2TAA/s1600-h/twit.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387257618749577570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsNiQucV2WI/AAAAAAAACZc/lPZjmoE2TAA/s400/twit.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, I'm outdated. Follow me on twitter peeps. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/IvanLimHuanWen"&gt;http://twitter.com/IvanLimHuanWen&lt;/a&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387255662895502978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsNge4UZFoI/AAAAAAAACZE/fIudboAMUKg/s400/miley.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miley, show attitude somemore lah, tell your daddy. But I still like you lah. Why party in the U.S.A. ? Party in the farm in your hometown also nicer lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Carrie was telling JuLi and I how much she hates MileyCyrus' new song. That is why i decided to watch it on youtube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsNgftbwx6I/AAAAAAAACZU/Oq5N5S_FJuY/s1600-h/3865081676_5de49939d4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387255677153494946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsNgftbwx6I/AAAAAAAACZU/Oq5N5S_FJuY/s400/3865081676_5de49939d4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *piu piu piu!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsNgfO6Bm1I/AAAAAAAACZM/tr-ddShPR_s/s1600-h/lego-star-wars-chess-set.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 363px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387255668958927698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsNgfO6Bm1I/AAAAAAAACZM/tr-ddShPR_s/s400/lego-star-wars-chess-set.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is freaking dope. Starwars Lego Chess. got it from &lt;a href="http://www.femmething.com/"&gt;http://www.femmething.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't go to school today, spent my day at Bucks (a new slang i learnt from SarahLee), JayaOne with Carrie and JuLi. Carrie is a genius in Sejarah, she knows every single detail in the form 4 and 5 book. But she's an awesome tutor seriously. Pretty darn good in explaining everything to me. Thanks for teaching me chapter 9 and sorry that i dissapointed you by getting 15 wrong. But if I get A for it in SPM I'd definitely bring you out for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of them were busy with their phones. Why? Blame tweeter. And you know lah they purposely show off to me their canggih phones. But somehow they got me into tweeter again, well I had it all along just that I don't know how to message people and I didn't really bother to learn how to do it so i just neglected it. Carrie taught me how to do it already so I'm gonna start tweeting and learn those stupid tweeter terms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOKE OF THE DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;According to JuLi, JULIUS CAESAR IS A GIRL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp; she thinks that I'm so blonde that I think that NewMoon is coming out in SPM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since few of you like my status in facebook. I'm going to post it up here too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said, " Okay facebook, I'm gonna face my books now. " I love talking crap, love. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright I'm going to focus on learning my drum parts for this week's ZC's songs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere.omgoshhh49daystillSPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;nowiknowwhyyou'reheartbroken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/1769134929926039320-1277050072811050462?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-rad.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsNiQucV2WI/AAAAAAAACZc/lPZjmoE2TAA/s72-c/twit.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-8428778955984831614</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 10:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-29T04:58:27.585-07:00</atom:updated><title>Boom. Zoom. Room.</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386838600239292642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHlKo2gIOI/AAAAAAAACYc/G5TeHWuzaaM/s400/P9270258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"HI EARTH, I COME IN PEACE. BUT I WOULD DEFINITELY LIKE TO INVADE EARTH. MUAHAHAHA! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;art on my drumstick's nylon tip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This post, will be about my room. Let's just say, I've been spending a lot of time alone in my room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHwG7XXqLI/AAAAAAAACY8/yh9xduwABFE/s1600-h/P9180262.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386850631117416626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHwG7XXqLI/AAAAAAAACY8/yh9xduwABFE/s400/P9180262.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This is my room after during trials. &lt;em&gt;"No air, no air."&lt;/em&gt; Chris brown sings, cos he came into my room and all he could breathe into his lungs was dust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHwGYqUpEI/AAAAAAAACY0/jATEl8xuXDM/s1600-h/P9290257.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386850621801669698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHwGYqUpEI/AAAAAAAACY0/jATEl8xuXDM/s400/P9290257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This is my room after trials. so much cleaner. I still breathe books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHwF-XsabI/AAAAAAAACYs/VHrSrNcCDys/s1600-h/P9290260.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386850614744213938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHwF-XsabI/AAAAAAAACYs/VHrSrNcCDys/s400/P9290260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Pimp my phone. It got all pimped and bimbo-ed up. Thanks &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SarahLee&lt;/span&gt;.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHlLJ5VXjI/AAAAAAAACYk/xyBTWk8wBho/s1600-h/P9270260.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386838609109540402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHlLJ5VXjI/AAAAAAAACYk/xyBTWk8wBho/s400/P9270260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Why bum? Because B is for Biology and B is for Bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHlJ8yetPI/AAAAAAAACYU/P1vYL5Fed60/s1600-h/P9270257.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386838588411262194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHlJ8yetPI/AAAAAAAACYU/P1vYL5Fed60/s400/P9270257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; A cheap skateboard magazine which entertained me during the weekends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386838575342329410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHlJMGmnkI/AAAAAAAACYE/RH_hYR5kMlA/s400/P9270254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My schedule for the week which is pretty impossible to achieve because i procrastinate too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHlJlAPc6I/AAAAAAAACYM/zSYoGA-2Trk/s1600-h/P9270255.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386838582026531746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHlJlAPc6I/AAAAAAAACYM/zSYoGA-2Trk/s400/P9270255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &amp;amp; a lil art to blend in with my schedule for the week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit that i kind of wasted my whole holidays away. I really wanted to go on my hardcore routine of nerding up the whole week but i failed miserably and i only managed to finish one chapter of Sejarah throughout the whole week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you all smell it? The smell of SPM's becoming stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thank God because I got a call from HELP college and I'm being offered a scholarship to study in HELP. Everyone say woots woots. Not sure how many percent though but I'm really praying hard that it's full scholarhip, or not I don't think i'd be accepting it cos it'll still be a tad bit expensive for me. So yeap keep me in prayers. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here comes another boring week of school, just getting back results and wasting our time away in school. "Here I go, to Taman SEA, when i try to let it go, cos it's my only my only one."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere.countingdowntothedaystospm. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/1769134929926039320-8428778955984831614?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/boom-zoom-room.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHlKo2gIOI/AAAAAAAACYc/G5TeHWuzaaM/s72-c/P9270258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-6240017786221030513</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Sep 2009 08:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-23T01:42:59.355-07:00</atom:updated><title>You Me At Six.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L1CNnya3qJE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L1CNnya3qJE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;@ live lounge yo. can't read my poker face. p-p-p-poker face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just discovered this band. &amp;amp; i think i just downloaded all their songs? You gotta admit their good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-6240017786221030513?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-me-at-six.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-7725629652145917958</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 15:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-23T05:44:58.691-07:00</atom:updated><title>P h a t .</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrjntN0KdfI/AAAAAAAACX8/fNGfmzoeMy4/s1600-h/DSC02860.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384308118510007794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrjntN0KdfI/AAAAAAAACX8/fNGfmzoeMy4/s400/DSC02860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; What do you call a Siu Mai on top of a Loh Mai Kai? yummyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;Loh Siu Mai Mai Kai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Srjnsrn60dI/AAAAAAAACX0/Gp8JqZqrlW4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384308109331845586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Srjnsrn60dI/AAAAAAAACX0/Gp8JqZqrlW4/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I was flipping through a magazine in the bookshop the other day. This shocked me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kelly Clarkson. Not to be mean but, you were pretty darn hot when you were slimmer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-7725629652145917958?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/fat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrjntN0KdfI/AAAAAAAACX8/fNGfmzoeMy4/s72-c/DSC02860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-6772149968038639034</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 14:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-22T08:03:03.038-07:00</atom:updated><title>Happy Birthday, Again!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384300712995557266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Srjg-KH7j5I/AAAAAAAACXc/Vv9qTH5OrYE/s400/DSC02875.JPG" /&gt;Eye Bags, Panda peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a mini surprise party for Andrea at Tzeyi's. What a party animal, dreaa. One party after another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the few of us that stayed back and chit chat to kill time. I drove woots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Srjg_G--pAI/AAAAAAAACXs/O2jqakC0zQU/s1600-h/DSC02871.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384300729332573186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Srjg_G--pAI/AAAAAAAACXs/O2jqakC0zQU/s400/DSC02871.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Zhiwei. all burnt up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Srjg-kZmdUI/AAAAAAAACXk/7R5FPf2KhfU/s1600-h/DSC02872.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384300720048993602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Srjg-kZmdUI/AAAAAAAACXk/7R5FPf2KhfU/s400/DSC02872.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Zhiyu and Tzeyi. looking all bubbly for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Srjg9XzYUzI/AAAAAAAACXU/oS1P7ay4rsE/s1600-h/DSC02873.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384300699487589170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Srjg9XzYUzI/AAAAAAAACXU/oS1P7ay4rsE/s400/DSC02873.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me. looking fat, i mean phat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Srjg80PojSI/AAAAAAAACXM/bUzITeP09Zs/s1600-h/DSC02865.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384300689942416674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Srjg80PojSI/AAAAAAAACXM/bUzITeP09Zs/s400/DSC02865.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Andrea. birthday girl who got all tipsy after drinking 7 shots before she came here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sophia and the whole girl gang were here to suprise her too but they left to the airport to send someone off. I want the group picture. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life has been, not life at all. Something brought me down yesterday. like really baaam right in my face. Guess sometimes life isn't fair? Not going to leader's retreat and knowing that everyone had so much fun already brought me down so much. I don't know, I just question God. Just maybe try to understand how just too many things that happen at the same time and things that are due have to make this life of mine miserable. why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry for the emo rant. I've been driving around quite a bit by myself and I like speeding. Playing need for speed got me into this. Speed oh speed, you won't know how it feels like till you actually do it. It feels awesome! But I'm pretty scared to speed when I have a passenger beside me cos I'd be responsible for your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Mom: Andrea, you sat in Ivan's car that day ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Andrea: Yes, aunty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Mom: You seriously dare to sit his car ah? I'm sure you were praying really hard when you were in his car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me: -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, anyone wants to sit in my white ferrari? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/span&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/1769134929926039320-6772149968038639034?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Srjg-KH7j5I/AAAAAAAACXc/Vv9qTH5OrYE/s72-c/DSC02875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-2269303083171274670</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Sep 2009 19:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-20T12:59:28.321-07:00</atom:updated><title>Andreaaa Geh.</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy Birthday friend. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm glad that I made one of your dream come true, i guess? haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, it was good just spending the day with you and looking back and talking bout those days. We were pretty close already since back then. Those fat days of ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; you totally risked your life today by sitting in the passenger seat in my car all day. We almost made a close call to accident but seriously thank God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank God for you in my life and yeah i totally brought you out yesterday cos I knew it was your birthday today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ugly Truth yeah. Stay single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We shall not humiliate ourselves by putting up our fat pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, enough said. You're still awesome, but I'm awesome-r!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (: everyonesaygeh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-2269303083171274670?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/andreaaa-geh.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-4547737592822663335</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2009 14:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-19T19:07:57.054-07:00</atom:updated><title>Whaaaat?</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrTrqBHFJ8I/AAAAAAAACXE/FNU_BABq8To/s1600-h/DSC02857.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383186561699751874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrTrqBHFJ8I/AAAAAAAACXE/FNU_BABq8To/s400/DSC02857.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; In church, I was wearing my white sweater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sara Pang : Ivan, are you cold?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me : Well yeah? I can't give you my jacket cos my shirt says kiss me. &amp;amp; we're in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. thankslimpeishanfortheshirt. &amp;amp;noi'mnotdesperatefromarandomsomeonenow. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-4547737592822663335?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/whaaaat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrTrqBHFJ8I/AAAAAAAACXE/FNU_BABq8To/s72-c/DSC02857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-2177278054934699020</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2009 01:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-19T01:25:27.545-07:00</atom:updated><title>It's Just A Game We Play.</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382999999871262658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrRB-sJBH8I/AAAAAAAACWs/jlmbyJUbutY/s400/super-mario-brose-00.png" /&gt; Exams oh exams, I have this love/hate relationship with exams. I detest it so much because it makes me suffer, yet I love it at the same time cos it teaches me to be discipline and at the end of the day i become smarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams' just like a game, a pretty dumb yet exciting and terrifying game that we all have to play in life. The worse part of it, we can't use cheat codes to skip a stage. Let me tell you how I view this whole process of exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STAGE 1-The Green Turtle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382998439408134946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrRAj29nayI/AAAAAAAACWc/UCfeb3NgV3A/s400/KOOPA.png" /&gt;This green turtle is like the daily homework and monthly test that we have in school. It hits you but it doesn't hit you real hard. You can kill it with just a shot after you get your flower power or you could just jump on it and it'll hide into it's shell and kill it by jumping on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STAGE 2-The Red Turtle with Wings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 346px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383086857237456034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrSQ-dC2ZKI/AAAAAAAACW8/6LjxEdx8Iv4/s400/6a00d83452033569e200e54f7044148834-800wi.jpg" /&gt;This red turtle above is like the term test that we take. It attacks you, but to kill it, you've got to have some skill and hardwork to kill. So it's like we've got to study real hard just to kill these killer turtles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STAGE 3-The Big Turtle aka THE BOSS.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383085166823662498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrSPcDwy46I/AAAAAAAACW0/gyxLMS4kzJs/s400/Veteran_Bowser_1187975363.jpg" /&gt;This is UPSR, PMR, SPM. The real deal and everyone will ask you for your results. So it's like if all of you are into supermario, you would ask each other if you have killed this boss or not. Requires a lot of effort to kill it cos it would not take a shot to kill it right away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382997231781380034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrQ_dkM9f8I/AAAAAAAACWU/FpNWwMNUNGA/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;And once you've completed everything, guess what? You as supermario, get to jump onto a long flag to get some extra points and tadaa you finish the stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382999994634107058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrRB-YoYeLI/AAAAAAAACWk/w_8KxWczGIg/s400/P9190266.JPG" /&gt; I was wearing my awesome supermario boxers. I think that's why i thought I was Supermario&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nEWtlyuBMeg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nEWtlyuBMeg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nintendo classic supermario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382997223164722898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrQ_dEGlvtI/AAAAAAAACWM/MBmYmgiKNeQ/s400/AdvOfSuperMarioBros3_Compl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But WAIT! Hold on. Because after you have completed everything, Nintendo will come out with a new SuperMario, and this is like heading to college for me next year. And the whole cycle goes over and over again, just like a steering wheel. Told you it's a stupid game we all play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I grew up with Supermario. I can sing like the whole Supermario song too if you want me too. When I was in mommy's womb, she played Tetris and Supermario all day long just to kill time. I think that is why i have the skill now. So hey future mommy(s) in this world, if you want your kids to be smart, make sure you study hard when you're pregnant, it works, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. supermariorocks. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-2177278054934699020?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-just-game-we-play.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrRB-sJBH8I/AAAAAAAACWs/jlmbyJUbutY/s72-c/super-mario-brose-00.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-8800340301731108609</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 06:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-16T23:45:30.816-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Dope Boys In The Building.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W85TPepF8Rg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W85TPepF8Rg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Black Air Force One's with the white socks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;some gangster rap to put in my blog just because part of me belongs to hip hop. After watching the video, I feel like going to OU soon to get myself a &lt;strong&gt;famous star and straps&lt;/strong&gt; T-shirt, clothing line by Travis Barker. Man, I'm so gonna get one this week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-8800340301731108609?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/dope-boys-in-building.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-61717862027956063</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 07:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-13T00:55:37.998-07:00</atom:updated><title>Physics !</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sqyjy1nyK7I/AAAAAAAACWE/czMP7GSd1dE/s1600-h/einstein.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380855748583631794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sqyjy1nyK7I/AAAAAAAACWE/czMP7GSd1dE/s400/einstein.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let me introduce you to my friend. His name's Einstein. He freaking made 3 principles and one more principle on energy transfer &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;which's&lt;/span&gt; e equals &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cha&lt;/span&gt; and now we got to learn it in physics. what a bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to love physics so much till i thought i was to good at it and neglected it. Now it became my worse science subject. Thanks Einstein aka smarty pants who doesn't have anything to do and came out with stupid principles that saved the earth and made it a better place. I'll come out with Ivan's Law or Principle some day which will make everyone into X-Men and we don't have to study to become smart. Oh! maybe i should invent another atomic bomb, shoot from the plane (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;huiying&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; you get me) and then cause radiation onto the whole earth and the earth won't be round anymore too but it'll be a shape of a monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more week. anyone party on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; night? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vanwasere&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cursingeinstein&lt;/span&gt;. BLAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-61717862027956063?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/physics.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sqyjy1nyK7I/AAAAAAAACWE/czMP7GSd1dE/s72-c/einstein.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-4286637420958552044</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Sep 2009 00:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-10T18:02:41.337-07:00</atom:updated><title>My Mom, My Superhero-ine.</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sqmddmlp0mI/AAAAAAAACV8/P3L6DCcA7WY/s1600-h/DSCN5904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380004361771012706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sqmddmlp0mI/AAAAAAAACV8/P3L6DCcA7WY/s400/DSCN5904.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was too caught up with my studies till I forgot about everything else. "I just need some rest," the body says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was telling my friends at school that it was my mom's birthday. But but i forgot to wish her till like late at night after physics tuition. what a bum son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm really proud cos I've got her as my mommy. She's the greatest woman on earth. &amp;amp; I wouldn't ask for more from her. Love you, mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Somebody call 911! no, not shawty fire on the dance floor. but it's cos today's 911 when America's World Trade Centre was strucked down by the terrorist. I stil remember clearly where I was on that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, physics time! I really need God's wisdom to help me understand. Headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One more week of torture. 68 days to prison for one whole month.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-4286637420958552044?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-mom-my-superhero-ine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sqmddmlp0mI/AAAAAAAACV8/P3L6DCcA7WY/s72-c/DSCN5904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-7863523154456877134</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Sep 2009 05:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-08T22:10:34.578-07:00</atom:updated><title>S I X .</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Six is the second smallest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Composite number" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Composite_number"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;composite number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, its proper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Divisor" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Divisor"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;divisors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; being &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="1 (number)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1_(number)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="2 (number)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2_(number)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="3 (number)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/3_(number)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. Since six equals the sum of these proper divisors, six is the smallest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Perfect number" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Perfect_number"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;perfect number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm going crazy. 6 more days of trials. One whole week to go. but i still thank God for everything. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh chemistry oh chemistry. I want you to be my cup of tea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-7863523154456877134?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/s-i-x.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-2379719036548211228</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Sep 2009 07:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-07T00:03:26.152-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, I'm officially freaking out. God help me, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-2379719036548211228?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/okay-im-officially-freaking-out.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-6818453343472421581</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Sep 2009 06:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-06T00:16:25.112-07:00</atom:updated><title>How To Be A Nerd 101.</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378244279160713298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SqNcrT6msFI/AAAAAAAACVk/AW45Xw8g2k8/s400/DSC02847.JPG" /&gt;"STUDYING are for losers." quote Ben Siew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SqNcsEh16CI/AAAAAAAACV0/zDASyIS26tU/s1600-h/DSC02845.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378244292210190370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SqNcsEh16CI/AAAAAAAACV0/zDASyIS26tU/s400/DSC02845.JPG" /&gt;Nerds eat vegetable and mash potatoes.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378244287208528354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SqNcrx5WmeI/AAAAAAAACVs/QgWzj-Txk6Y/s400/DSC02846.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nerds read book on "How To Study" just because they don't really know how to study. Note the sixth edition, peeps.&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;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I AM A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;BIG FAT LOSER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. :D&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;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TEEHEE. what a bum.&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;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere.nerdified. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-6818453343472421581?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-to-be-nerd-101.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SqNcrT6msFI/AAAAAAAACVk/AW45Xw8g2k8/s72-c/DSC02847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-6788516359743779216</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Sep 2009 05:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-02T22:26:34.480-07:00</atom:updated><title>*fin</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I screwed up stupid english essay. sighss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Patron Saint, are we all lost like you?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-6788516359743779216?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/fin.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-1574134834465594944</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2009 05:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-01T22:23:37.681-07:00</atom:updated><title>b u b b l e g u m .</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sp384NFJVHI/AAAAAAAACVc/CRB6JxcAulk/s1600-h/DSC02771.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376731572664358002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sp384NFJVHI/AAAAAAAACVc/CRB6JxcAulk/s400/DSC02771.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Brat Wannabe. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sp3832oCDcI/AAAAAAAACVU/nh1fq-XyhtM/s1600-h/DSC02807.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376731566636666306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sp3832oCDcI/AAAAAAAACVU/nh1fq-XyhtM/s400/DSC02807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Okay, you've gotta admit this is the funniest thing you're ever seen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with Woon drawing a picture of an explosion. But no two jakuns named Ivan and Yujie thought it was a tree. So I drew a guy who got hanged (the one on the left) trying to imitate Banksy's art. google him. Yujie added a few heads on the right. &amp;amp; to top it off i drew two eyes and a mouth. Tadaaa this is what we get as the end result!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sp383bdGeaI/AAAAAAAACVM/PoEfo7rSb2o/s1600-h/DSC02836.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376731559343061410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sp383bdGeaI/AAAAAAAACVM/PoEfo7rSb2o/s400/DSC02836.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This is my room early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sp382c0fvYI/AAAAAAAACU8/jV9ZZkEqvAc/s1600-h/DSC02840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376731542529752450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sp382c0fvYI/AAAAAAAACU8/jV9ZZkEqvAc/s400/DSC02840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Something sweet from someone sweeter? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days down, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 and a half weeks more to go&lt;/span&gt;. big bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere.bobbingtotravisbarkerXdjam. (:&lt;/span&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/1769134929926039320-1574134834465594944?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/brat-wannabe.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ivan(:)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sp384NFJVHI/AAAAAAAACVc/CRB6JxcAulk/s72-c/DSC02771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>