<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:31:23.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My World, Left Behind</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-5159062314922005914</id><published>2009-03-22T13:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:14:19.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Touching Story</title><content type='html'>They say pictures say a thousand words. Well, just see for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/ScXO-kFa_5I/AAAAAAAAAdM/f6R-qMeHvD8/s1600-h/Burung1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/ScXO-kFa_5I/AAAAAAAAAdM/f6R-qMeHvD8/s400/Burung1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315882509414367122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here, a swallow lays injured by the roadside, after encountering an accident with a car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/ScXPMNknNsI/AAAAAAAAAds/1kDAxzedDy4/s1600-h/Burung5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/ScXPMNknNsI/AAAAAAAAAds/1kDAxzedDy4/s400/Burung5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315882743889344194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Her spouse brought her food and gave her love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And even tried to move her to safety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/ScXPJa7vzcI/AAAAAAAAAdk/je9wrg_aCkQ/s1600-h/Burung4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/ScXPJa7vzcI/AAAAAAAAAdk/je9wrg_aCkQ/s400/Burung4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315882695936429506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;After returning from a second trip for food, whatever remnants of life in her is now gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He tried to wake her effortlessly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/ScXPB4jYH4I/AAAAAAAAAdU/1R-BzNUxwC4/s1600-h/Burung2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/ScXPB4jYH4I/AAAAAAAAAdU/1R-BzNUxwC4/s400/Burung2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315882566448324482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After realising that she is never waking up, he cries his heart out beside her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/ScXPROrmgEI/AAAAAAAAAd0/JfNYfIveoK0/s1600-h/Burung6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/ScXPROrmgEI/AAAAAAAAAd0/JfNYfIveoK0/s400/Burung6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315882830086438978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He stood there for hours, saddened with sorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/ScXPF5P9RZI/AAAAAAAAAdc/kpFv-T-HIv0/s1600-h/Burung3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/ScXPF5P9RZI/AAAAAAAAAdc/kpFv-T-HIv0/s400/Burung3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315882635354785170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lost of loved ones are the most unbearable pain you can get in life. So treasure your time and cherish your company together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-5159062314922005914?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/5159062314922005914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=5159062314922005914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/5159062314922005914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/5159062314922005914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2009/03/touching-story.html' title='A Touching Story'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/ScXO-kFa_5I/AAAAAAAAAdM/f6R-qMeHvD8/s72-c/Burung1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-4212324673225419459</id><published>2009-03-18T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T22:58:20.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Facebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-2921570435356311937</id><published>2009-03-16T07:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T07:36:52.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Sry for the lack of updates, I'm freaking packed with stuff to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try to write one soon =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Sb2Q_ZubyVI/AAAAAAAAAcs/xlHwJjdvRCA/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 114px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Sb2Q_ZubyVI/AAAAAAAAAcs/xlHwJjdvRCA/s320/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313562554278857042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Sb2Ql3ampWI/AAAAAAAAAck/ZrmKQ1CJD4w/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ENDUSE%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-2921570435356311937?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/2921570435356311937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=2921570435356311937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/2921570435356311937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/2921570435356311937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2009/03/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Sb2Q_ZubyVI/AAAAAAAAAcs/xlHwJjdvRCA/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-6815695557948328433</id><published>2009-03-10T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T19:46:26.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Douse The Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One word to describe everything right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being able to protect the people you love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not being able to win this war,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not being able to clear my conscience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-6815695557948328433?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/6815695557948328433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=6815695557948328433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/6815695557948328433'/><link 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head&lt;br /&gt;Taken back to the sidewalk where we met&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And carved out our names&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m coming home, I’m coming home&lt;br /&gt;Did you take off while I was gone?&lt;br /&gt;I missed it all, I messed you up, I missed you&lt;br /&gt;I’m coming home, I wanna know&lt;br /&gt;When all the leaves begin to fall&lt;br /&gt;If I’m falling, falling apart for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descending, I’m spinning&lt;br /&gt;Lost all defense&lt;br /&gt;How could you swallow me again?&lt;br /&gt;I left you, I meant to&lt;br /&gt;Couldn’t let you in&lt;br /&gt;Never mind a single word I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carve out your name&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m coming home, I’m coming home&lt;br /&gt;Did you take off while I was gone?&lt;br /&gt;I missed it all, I messed you up, I missed you.&lt;br /&gt;I’m coming home, I wanna know&lt;br /&gt;When all the leaves begin to fall&lt;br /&gt;If I’m falling, falling apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve got control of me&lt;br /&gt;Is this the end of me?&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I just can’t cut up the strings&lt;br /&gt;I’m coming back for more&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let your heart go&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homecoming, I’m coming, I’m coming back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m coming home, I’m coming home&lt;br /&gt;Did you take off while I was gone?&lt;br /&gt;I missed it all, I messed you up, I missed you&lt;br /&gt;I’m coming home, I wanna know&lt;br /&gt;When all the leaves begin to fall&lt;br /&gt;If I’m falling, falling apart&lt;br /&gt;I’m coming home, I’m coming home&lt;br /&gt;Did you take off while I was gone?&lt;br /&gt;I missed it all, I messed you up, I missed you.&lt;br /&gt;I’m coming home, I wanna know&lt;br /&gt;When all the leaves begin to fall&lt;br /&gt;If I’m falling, falling apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Homecoming" by Hey Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Ut6LVc12zu"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Ut6LVc12zu" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/heymonday/music/eKEDMoKg/hey-monday-homecoming/"&gt;Homecoming - Hey Monday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-3938495041559143302?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/3938495041559143302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=3938495041559143302' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>Lately, the &lt;a href="http://www.scdf.gov.sg/Community_and_CD_Volunteers/Learn_Civil_Defence/War_Time_Emergencies/wartime06.html"&gt;Singapore Public Warning System&lt;/a&gt;(PWS) has been going off alot.&lt;br /&gt;And I mean ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Public Warning System (PWS) is a network of sirens that the SCDF has placed at strategic points throughout the island. The purpose of this system is to warn the public of imminent threats that could endanger lives and property.            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Public Warning System will be used to warn of attacks from the air, land or sea, as well as natural and other man-made disasters. The table below shows what the various signals mean. It would be a good idea to memorise them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's like kind of a weekly routine now. Every weekend u'll get a giant nationwide alarm waking you early in the morning. &lt;a href="http://www.scdf.gov.sg/audio/wailing%5B1%5D.wav"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;'s what it sounds like if u don't get the whole picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is the Sg government getting jitty or are they just too bored? And with so, so, so many terror precaution ads on public transports, it just imprints the thought of an imminent attack on the minds of everyone here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like telling the terrorists out there, "Hey, we DARE u to bomb us =)" Seriously, they should at least cut some slack for the people here. Just look at their neighbors up north, their prime minister sleeps on the job and still no one has the balls to nuke them. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SahAA1vFevI/AAAAAAAAAbg/CpBMP_dh4Tk/s1600-h/sleeping-dollah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SahAA1vFevI/AAAAAAAAAbg/CpBMP_dh4Tk/s320/sleeping-dollah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307562544024877810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-8633465591002260879?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/8633465591002260879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=8633465591002260879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/8633465591002260879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/8633465591002260879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2009/02/imminent-terrorist-attacks.html' title='Imminent Terrorist Attacks?'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SahAA1vFevI/AAAAAAAAAbg/CpBMP_dh4Tk/s72-c/sleeping-dollah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-3687475530172691979</id><published>2009-02-22T20:20:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T18:36:58.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored.. Bored... Bored....</title><content type='html'>I'm in love with the girl I hate&lt;br /&gt;She enjoys pointing out every bad thing about me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with a critic and a skeptic, a traitor&lt;br /&gt;I'd trade her in a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a backseat driver, a drama provider&lt;br /&gt;An instant update of the world.&lt;br /&gt;She's a first class liar, a constant forgetter.&lt;br /&gt;(She's attractive but bitter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you scream enough to make her cry?&lt;br /&gt;It's a turn around, turn around&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don't return to me&lt;br /&gt;If you think that I'm not worth your time.&lt;br /&gt;She's a lady and ladies shouldn't be messed with.&lt;br /&gt;She's a lady and ladies shouldn't be messed with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take off your shoes, come in the room&lt;br /&gt;And baby, let's try not to argue.&lt;br /&gt;Turn out the lights, turn on the radio&lt;br /&gt;And how can we fight when I'm too busy loving you?&lt;br /&gt;I'm too busy loving you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too busy loving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you scream enough to make her cry?&lt;br /&gt;It's a turn around, turn around&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don't return to me&lt;br /&gt;If you think that I'm not worth your time.&lt;br /&gt;She's a lady and ladies shouldn't be messed with.&lt;br /&gt;She's a lady and ladies shouldn't be messed with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, there you go again (again)&lt;br /&gt;And we will not ever be eighteen again (again)&lt;br /&gt;And I'm worn out of fighting and every night you leave crying&lt;br /&gt;And I could use some time&lt;br /&gt;And here I am, and there you go again (again)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am and I'm dying&lt;br /&gt;And I'm waiting for you, waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;Come back, come back to me&lt;br /&gt;And I'll take you gladly and I'll take you in again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you scream enough to make her cry?&lt;br /&gt;It's a turn around, turn around&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don't return to me&lt;br /&gt;If you think that I'm not worth your time.&lt;br /&gt;Did you scream enough to make her cry?&lt;br /&gt;It's a turn around, turn around&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don't return to me&lt;br /&gt;If you think that I'm not worth your time.&lt;br /&gt;She's a lady and ladies shouldn't be messed with.&lt;br /&gt;She's a lady and ladies shouldn't be messed with.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She's A Lady" by Forever The Sickest Kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/1BI-ZAoLxQ/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/1BI-ZAoLxQ/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/foreverthesickestkids/music/hKjzyAxt/forever-the-sickest-kids-shes-a-lady/"&gt;Shes A Lady - Forever The Sickest Kids&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-3687475530172691979?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/3687475530172691979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=3687475530172691979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/3687475530172691979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/3687475530172691979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2009/02/bored-bored-bored.html' title='Bored.. Bored... Bored....'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-7999978507166713083</id><published>2009-02-16T00:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T00:39:54.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet again, anonymous links and fun facts =D</title><content type='html'>Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education&lt;br /&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to try it out =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-7999978507166713083?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/7999978507166713083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=7999978507166713083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/7999978507166713083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/7999978507166713083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2009/02/yet-again-anonymous-links-and-fun-facts.html' title='Yet again, anonymous links and fun facts =D'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-346261568384246896</id><published>2009-01-31T12:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T12:16:02.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What great friends I have.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friends are just your friends when they need your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, you're just a nuisance to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True friendship is waking up in the middle of the night, just to help carry your burden of your insomnia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True friendship is squeezing out whatever time they have just to accompany you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True friendship never says no to a plea of help or a plate of offering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True friendship is something I've not seen for a very very long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-346261568384246896?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/346261568384246896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=346261568384246896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/346261568384246896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/346261568384246896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-great-friends-i-have.html' title='What great friends I have.'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-303444675863088523</id><published>2009-01-29T21:26:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:45:38.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Questionable Four</title><content type='html'>I recently illegally downloaded 4 not-so-recent albums, well most of them were debuted late 2008 or early 2009. And all i can say for these 4 are, downloading time well spent ^^, even though i won't recommend anyone to buy the original anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, we start with a bang, Fall Out Boy with their well promoted album, Folie à duex, which literally means, "a madness shared by two".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SYG3C28oNcI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/GYJqL26ch-c/s1600-h/2891291407_09019bb799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SYG3C28oNcI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/GYJqL26ch-c/s320/2891291407_09019bb799.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296715896501843394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracks &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lullabye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disloyal Order of Water Buffaloes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Don't Care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She's My Winona&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America's Suitehearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Headfirst Slide into Cooperstown on a Bad Bet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The (Shipped) Gold Standard&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Coffee's for Closers)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a Catch, Donnie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;27&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany Blews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;w.a.m.s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;20 Dollar Nose Bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;West Coast Smoker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, this album isn't bad, fresh tracks all round, with a hint from the previous albums. Though still not my preferred genre, they did deliver well, and loud. =)&lt;br /&gt;Tracks that stand out would be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;20 Dollar Nose Bleed&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I Don't Care&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What a Catch, Donnie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up,&lt;br /&gt;"When The World Comes Down" by The All-American Rejects.&lt;br /&gt;This treats me really well, mostly cause its my type of genre and i love The AAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SYHGh7F-HNI/AAAAAAAAAaA/rNZw_PQAnig/s1600-h/2949174622_c4d1f73cfe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SYHGh7F-HNI/AAAAAAAAAaA/rNZw_PQAnig/s320/2949174622_c4d1f73cfe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296732922865130706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tracks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;I Wanna&lt;br /&gt;Fallin' Apart&lt;br /&gt;Damn Girl&lt;br /&gt;Gives You Hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mona Lisa (When The World Comes Down)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breakin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another Heart Calls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(featuring &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Pierces" title="The Pierces"&gt;The Pierces&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Real World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Back to Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Wind Blows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's some really good tracks here, and really really addictive. =)&lt;br /&gt;My pick would be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another Heart Calls&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gives You Hell&lt;/span&gt;. Though the other songs are really really good as well. And of course, this is really an improvement from their previous albums. Recommended for those planning to get the original. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on,&lt;br /&gt;These are the not so mainstream bands, and ever so under-promoted. Seriously, they should be part of the Billboard Chart, IMO. Presenting, "The Silver Chord" by The Classic Crime &amp;amp; "New Surrender" by Anberlin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SYHLrAiJ2EI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ii9jG6Qz2Lw/s1600-h/cover_sm2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SYHLrAiJ2EI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ii9jG6Qz2Lw/s320/cover_sm2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296738576502478914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5805&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Abracadavers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Closer Than We Think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God and Drugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gravedigging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just A Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Medisin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;R&amp;amp;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Salt In The Snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Ascent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Beginning (A Simple Seed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Way That You Are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SYHL9TFPKCI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/mCwFbrk7c1o/s1600-h/anberlin-new-surrender.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SYHL9TFPKCI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/mCwFbrk7c1o/s320/anberlin-new-surrender.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296738890719111202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tracks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Resistance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blame Me! Blame Me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Retrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feel Good Drag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Burn Out Brighter (Northern Lights)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Younglife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haight St.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Soft Skeletons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Miserabile Visu (Ex Malo Bonum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These two albums aren't bad in nature, but they aren't above average either. Sadly, their predecessors still reign the better ones. Though it's good to see them still in the music business.&lt;br /&gt;Tracks like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gravedigging&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Salt in the Snow&lt;/span&gt; are catchy.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Retrace&lt;/span&gt; by Anberlin ain't bad either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion? I have none, listen to them yourselves. =)&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, it'll be so worth your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-303444675863088523?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/303444675863088523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=303444675863088523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/303444675863088523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/303444675863088523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;If I die before i sleep, pray the lord my soul to keep;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I die before i wake, pray the lord my soul to take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-8635511583505741395?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/8635511583505741395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=8635511583505741395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm having a splitting headache right now,&lt;br /&gt;might be due to the intense 10 hour car ride i had just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a short shout-out for people out there about the posts&lt;br /&gt;they can expect later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There'll be album evaluations coming up, and finally a first post&lt;br /&gt;about our life in Singapore and NTU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all keep tuning in. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-1232911994027070042?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/1232911994027070042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=1232911994027070042' title='0 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Kemalangan Yang Paling Ngeri</title><content type='html'>Pagi itu pagi minggu. Cuaca cukup sejuk sehingga mencapai&lt;br /&gt;takat suhu beku. Sebab itu saya tidak mandi pagi sebab air kolah&lt;br /&gt;jadi air batu dan air paip tidak mahu keluar sebab beku di dalam&lt;br /&gt;batang paip. Pagi itu saya bersarapan dengan keluarga di dalam&lt;br /&gt;unggun api kerana tidak tahan sejuk. Selepas itu emak saya&lt;br /&gt;mengajak saya menemaninya ke pasar. Tetapi saya tidak mahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Selepas emak menikam perut saya berkali-kali dengan garfu&lt;br /&gt;barulah saya bersetuju untuk mengikutnya. Kami berjalan sejauh&lt;br /&gt;120 kilometer kerana pasar itu letaknya 128 kilometer dari rumah.&lt;br /&gt;Lagi 8 kilometer nak sampai pasar saya ternampak sebuah lori&lt;br /&gt;kontena meluru dengan laju dari arah belakang.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;    Dia melanggar emak saya. Emak saya tercampak ke dalam gaung.&lt;br /&gt;Dia menjerit “Adoi!”. Lepas itu emak saya naik semula dan mengejar&lt;br /&gt;lori tersebut. Saya pun turut berlari di belakang emak saya kerana&lt;br /&gt;takut emak saya melanggar lori itu pula. Pemandu lori itu nampak&lt;br /&gt;kami mengejarnya. Dia pun memecut lebih laju iaitu sama dengan&lt;br /&gt;kelajuan cahaya. Kami pula terpaksa mengejar dengan lebih laju&lt;br /&gt;iaitu sama dengan dua kali ganda kelajuan cahaya. Emak saya dapat&lt;br /&gt;menerajang tayar depan lori itu. Lori itu terbabas dan melanggar&lt;br /&gt;pembahagi jalan lalu bertembung dengan sebuah feri. Feri itu&lt;br /&gt;terbelah dua.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;    Penumpang feri itu yang seramai 100 orang semuanya mati.&lt;br /&gt;Pemandu feri itu sangat marah. Dia pun bertukar menjadi Ultraman&lt;br /&gt;dan memfire pemandu lori. Pemandu lori menekan butang khas di&lt;br /&gt;dalam lori dia..lori itu bertukar menjadi robot Transformer. Mereka&lt;br /&gt;bergaduh di udara. Emak saya tidak puas hati. Dia pun terus&lt;br /&gt;menyewa sebuah helikopter di Genting Highlands dan terus ke&lt;br /&gt;tempat kemalangan. Dia melanggar pemandu feri yang telah bertukar&lt;br /&gt;menjadi Ultraman itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Pemandu feri itu terkejut dan terus bertukar menjadi pemandu feri&lt;br /&gt;semula lalu terhempas ke jalanraya. Pemandu feri itu pecah. Pemandu&lt;br /&gt;lori sangat takut melihat kejadian itu. Dia meminta maaf dari emak saya.&lt;br /&gt;Dia menghulurkan tangan ingin bersalam. Tetapi emak saya masih marah.&lt;br /&gt;Dia menyendengkan helikopternya dan mengerat tangan pemandu lori itu&lt;br /&gt;dengan kipas helikopter. Pemandu lori itu menjerit “Adoi..!” dan jatuh ke&lt;br /&gt;bumi. Emak say menghantar helikopter itu ke Genting Highlands. Bila dia&lt;br /&gt;balik ke tempat kejadian, dia terus memukul pemandu lori itu dengan beg&lt;br /&gt;tangannya sambil memarahi pemandu lori itu di dalam bahasa Inggeris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Pemandu lori itu tidak dapat menjawab sebab emak saya cakap orang&lt;br /&gt;putih. Lalu pemandu lori itu mati. Tidak lama kemudian kereta polis pun&lt;br /&gt;sampai. Dia membuat lapuran ke ibu pejabatnya tentang kemalangan ngeri&lt;br /&gt;itu. Semua anggota polis di pejabat polis itu terperanjat lalu mati. Orang&lt;br /&gt;ramai mengerumuni tempat kejadian kerana ingin mengetahui apa yang&lt;br /&gt;telah terjadi. Polis yang bertugas cuba menyuraikan orang ramai lalu dia&lt;br /&gt;menjerit menggunakan pembesar suara. Orang ramai terperanjat dan&lt;br /&gt;semuanya mati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Selepas itu emak saya mengajak saya ke pasar untuk mengelak lebih ramai&lt;br /&gt;lagi yang akan mati. Di pasar, emak saya menceritakan kejadian itu kepada&lt;br /&gt;penjual daging. Penjual daging dan peniaga-peniaga berhampiran yang&lt;br /&gt;mendengar cerita itu semuanya terkejut dan mati. Saya dan emak saya terus&lt;br /&gt;berlari balik ke rumah. Kerana terlalu penat sebaik saja sampai di rumah kami&lt;br /&gt;pun mati. Itulah kemalangan yang paling ngeri yang pernah saya lihat sebelum&lt;br /&gt;saya mati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*credits to a 10 year old kid with extensive imaginations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-5796341863952058811?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/5796341863952058811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=5796341863952058811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/5796341863952058811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/5796341863952058811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2009/01/karangan-kemalangan-yang-paling-ngeri.html' title='Karangan: Kemalangan Yang Paling Ngeri'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-3091255894301874653</id><published>2009-01-21T22:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T21:29:07.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death And All Its Glory</title><content type='html'>"Death would be a privilege for you." Someone said that straight to my face a few years back, but strangely i couldn't recall who. I'm tired both physically and spiritually, and I don't think my body can take any more of this abuse. I feel my soul slowly sipping away and i fear I'm turning into someone I'm not. If someone put a curse on me, then all i can say is job well done. "Today, there is no God for me" The quote from a man who saw before his eyes, the brutal execution of everyone he loves, and was in line himself too. The only thing that stands between me and hell is a really thin line of perseverance, which is stretching ever so fast day by day.&lt;br /&gt;Day after day, I'd give myself reasons for pushing on, how ever ridiculous they may be. Now I'm running out of them, just imagine having to give yourself an excuse to live. The things I've seen and done, sometimes beyond human nature. Maybe its the reason I'm having these peculiar and unprecedented dreams. Maybe this is the way karma says hi. Whatever it may be, i don't want it. I'm tired of everything. I'm tired of losing everyone i love. I'm tired of being hated by everyone. I can almost see the awe expression of the coroner when they perform my autopsy. Wondering how could someone survive while being totally screwed up inside.&lt;br /&gt;My head feels like an atomic clock, endlessly ticking even when there's no real need for it, endlessly processing stuff that doesn't even make sense to some. Someone please teach me how to give up. God, i really sound like an emo n drugs. Hey, maybe I am an emo on drugs.&lt;br /&gt;I include along with this post, the most intimate and personal secrets of my life. Things that have been kept secret all my life for 19 years are now open for the public's personal entertainment. First of all, just for clarification purposes, I'm not from a freaking rich family. Both my parents are just government school teachers, so their wages are just enough for us to lead a slightly above par life. But this isn't the point, my family isn't filthy rich, but i certainly am. Correction, me and my brother. You see, a few years back, while i was in form 3 i think, my bro decided to try out something interesting, playing with stocks and shares. I don't know what the hell its all about at that time but i trusted him. So i flushed out a portion of my bank account earned from part time jobs and ang pau money to my bro. He invested and after awhile, my bank account became 3 times larger. Hobby became obsession, and soon after we were investing profusely within several potential and large companies, behind our family's back of course. Long story short, right now we own a shared bank account with more than 400,000 USD inside, and no one knows about it except both of us. So yea, i'm supporting myself when studying here. Worse part is, my mum assumes I'm on scholarship or something.&lt;br /&gt;For those who haven't found out by now, my dad passed away while i was really young. Since then, i blame myself every single day for letting it happen. My dad passed on the 15th of November, and my birthday is on the 14th of November, go figure. I really can't bear to go into details for this, its too overwhelming for me, but all in all, he died trying to protect me. I had to bear with this burden and guilt for more than 10 years now. Within those years, i secluded myself, kept my emotions behind a wall of apathy. And I only truly trusted two persons at that time, my brother and my then-gf. Over time, i learned to invite others over that wall, my social circle widened and i finally started to live again.&lt;br /&gt;After a series of unprecedented events, i broke up with my gf. But this is another story for another time. The impact of that break up brought me here to this state now, then add on the rejection of the girl i really liked, I'm still surprised that I haven't broken down emotionally. I mean, what kind of person would hate someone who genuinely likes them. She literally ordered me not to like her, or else she'll be really pissed off. If she doesn't want people to like her, why even bother advertising herself to everyone &lt;a href="http://scbe-female.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. She said she's afraid I'll distort her "market value", i really don't get this, she made it sound like this is a brothel or something. So now I'm avoiding her the best i can manage, but still helping her behind her back, cause i really can't get over her.&lt;br /&gt;Being alone is the worst feeling in the world, being alone with guilt is just pure inhumane. But nevertheless this is a burden i have to carry myself, and myself only. I really need someone to talk to, someone to trust, but no one really takes me seriously now. And my friends don't deserve to trouble themselves with my afflictions. So I guess I'm fated to be alone all my life, I must have pissed off "someone" in the life before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-3091255894301874653?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/3091255894301874653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=3091255894301874653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/3091255894301874653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/3091255894301874653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2009/01/death-and-all-its-glory.html' title='Death And All Its Glory'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-1154626475048632341</id><published>2009-01-20T23:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:32:39.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell</title><content type='html'>"The angels are screaming, their shrieks fill the sky." Whispers and whispers coming from nowhere, and everywhere. Picture red skies, almost burning, a torn city, skyscrapers now nothing but lumps of debris, with few standing frames, still smoldering brightly. Imagine everyone you know, everyone you met and will ever meet, dying literally all around you. "A death worse than death". The most appropriate way of condensing this feeling. Then to top it up, picture having to relive this everytime you close your eyes and head to slumberland.&lt;br /&gt;Weird &amp;amp; sickening as it may seem, i had to go through this every single night for the past two weeks. Right now, insomnia is my best friend. 2 weeks with less than 10 hours of sleep, and you'll be ready for anything charging towards you. Trying to figure out the literal or metaphoric implication of this "hopefully-NOT-a-premonition" is yet another road block for me. Maybe i did something really wrong, maybe i ate something really wrong, or some higher being is just too bored and decided to toy with my sanity.&lt;br /&gt;These dreams are more like a really annoying paragraph, left hanging in mid air right after you regain consciousness . And trying to piece everything together is like trying to remember your first grade school mate's cousin's brother's birthday. Took awhile but finally got at least 50% of the story patched up, and i'm posting it here for everyone to dwell and enjoy. There were different versions of course, but all came to a similar ending. Everyone died. Now that i see this, it really feels like a sick and dark horror film with a really low budget. Everyone died, and i'm left all alone with lots of space to spare. The only things accompanying me are whispers which make no sense whatsoever. If this is hell then someone has to try harder, cause i'm still alive and kicking.&lt;br /&gt;Then, i realized lying on bed in the dark whole night staring at the ceiling was a total waste of time. Hence, i sat on the chair in the dark whole night staring at the wall. Wall-staring is a really strenuous exercise. Even more tiring than ceiling-staring. Somniphobia is the fear of sleep. I'm having somniphobia right now, and i also learned a new word. If i look so very alive n cheer-y in lectures, its all thanks to a bottle of pills my friend in the service provided me, labeled "P-15" aka adrenaline pills. Taking one gives a 80 year old a performance of a 20 year old in bed for an hour. Or it could give you one whole day's of push and zing for studying in a really stressful university.&lt;br /&gt;In a totally unrelated event, two weeks ago i had this crush for one of my uni-mate. After getting the consent of my ex, i'm all on to wooing her, but now i realized she hates me. The things i did for her, all from the bottom of my sincere heart, flushed away in an instant. Now, i feel more like a personal butler, with no pay. I'd give up my most valued possessions for her, I'd give her all my time in the world, I'd give up my life for her. Pretty extensive crush huh? Too bad no chances are given, hence no results were obtained. I'll still treat her like a queen mind you, keeping a promise made to myself.&lt;br /&gt;This has nothing to do with the nightmares, at least i think so. These two happening at the same time is simple coincidence. She still hates me though. This is not me emo-ing, this is me thinking out loud. Oh god i really like her. I'm so damn tired now. As in really really exhausted. I might pass out any second now. *thump*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-1154626475048632341?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/1154626475048632341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=1154626475048632341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/1154626475048632341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/1154626475048632341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2009/01/angels-are-screaming-their-shrieks-fill.html' title='Hell'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-8724495044479256589</id><published>2008-11-15T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T23:42:09.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need strength</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.. more than anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to get past this day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-8724495044479256589?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/8724495044479256589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=8724495044479256589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/8724495044479256589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/8724495044479256589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-need-strength_15.html' title='I need strength'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-2160340777696757478</id><published>2008-11-14T18:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T18:07:31.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Story on Friendship</title><content type='html'>A story is told about a soldier who was finally coming home after having fought in Vietnam. He called his parents from San Francisco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom and Dad, I'm coming home, but I've a favor to ask. I have a friend I'd like to bring home with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure," they replied, "we'd love to meet him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's something you should know," the son continued, "he was hurt pretty badly in the fighting. He stepped on a land mind and lost an arm and a leg. He has nowhere else to go, and I want him to come live with us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry to hear that, son. Maybe we can help him find somewhere to live."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, Mom and Dad, I want him to live with us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Son," said the father, "you don't know what you're asking. Someone with such a handicap would be a terrible burden on us. We have our own lives to live, and we can't let something like this interfere with our lives. I think you should just come home and forget about this guy. He'll find a way to live on his own."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point, the son hung up the phone. The parents heard nothing more from him. A few days later, however, they received a call from the San Francisco police. Their son had died after falling from a building, they were told. The police believed it was suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grief-stricken parents flew to San Francisco and were taken to the city morgue to identify the body of their son. They recognized him, but to their horror they also discovered something they didn't know, their son had only one arm and one leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parents in this story are like many of us. We find it easy to love those who are good-looking or fun to have around, but we don't like people who inconvenience us or make us feel uncomfortable. We would rather stay away from people who aren't as healthy, beautiful, or smart as we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, there's someone who won't treat us that way. Someone who loves us with an unconditional love that welcomes us into the forever family, regardless of how messed up we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, before you tuck yourself in for the night, say a little prayer that God will give you the strength you need to accept people as they are, and to help us all be more understanding of those who are different from us!!! There's a miracle called Friendship That dwells in the heart You don't know how it happens Or when it gets started But you know the special lift It always brings. And you realize that Friendship Is God's most precious gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, good luck on all ur exams !!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-2160340777696757478?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/2160340777696757478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=2160340777696757478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/2160340777696757478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/2160340777696757478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2008/11/story-on-friendship.html' title='A Story on Friendship'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-7721057896314619214</id><published>2008-11-08T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T02:52:09.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invictus</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--QuoteEBegin--&gt;OUT of the night that covers me,  &lt;br /&gt;  Black as the Pit from pole to pole,  &lt;br /&gt;I thank whatever gods may be  &lt;br /&gt;  For my unconquerable soul.  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;In the fell clutch of circumstance&lt;br /&gt;  I have not winced nor cried aloud.  &lt;br /&gt;Under the bludgeonings of chance  &lt;br /&gt;  My head is bloody, but unbowed.  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Beyond this place of wrath and tears  &lt;br /&gt;  Looms but the Horror of the shade,&lt;br /&gt;And yet the menace of the years  &lt;br /&gt;  Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;It matters not how strait the gate,  &lt;br /&gt;  How charged with punishments the scroll,  &lt;br /&gt;I am the master of my fate;&lt;br /&gt;  I am the captain of my soul."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Invictus by William Ernest Henley &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-7721057896314619214?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/7721057896314619214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=7721057896314619214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/7721057896314619214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/7721057896314619214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2008/11/invictus.html' title='Invictus'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-89933685920691602</id><published>2008-11-06T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:39:13.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M g A u R y S s  -  G v I e R n L u S s ( pt III )</title><content type='html'>Ok guys, time for the 3rd sequel for this post. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: This not only teaches people how to talk to women, but also talk to people in general. So in a way, you can make friends using the exact same method.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that you guys know how to approach someone and start a conversation, here I am to tell you what to say and what not to say.&lt;br /&gt;So kids, today's lesson is going to be on &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Following Up An Opener&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh before I start, I forgot to add a few tips that would be vital when opening up girls/people.&lt;br /&gt;i) A girl's defenses tend to be higher if your approach her from the front, so angle yourself to approach her from the side. Psychologically, this should give her some assurance that if she doesn't like you, she can just turn her head back to face the front.&lt;br /&gt;ii) If there is a guy or a few guys in a group of girls, aim to open the guy first, and then let him introduce you to his female friends later on.&lt;br /&gt;iii) If you get shot down by a girl, do not be embarrassed. There's completely nothing to be embarrassed about. After all, she just missed her chance to date you. Not the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, once you've managed to successfully gotten the ball rolling with a girl, the first thing you have to do is follow up. If you're a spontaneous person, this is the easiest thing in the world to do. Just let the topic of conversation roll and talk to her as if you're talking to a friend you've known for ages. Which means, don't be shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you AREN'T a spontaneous person, then the usual follow ups will do nicely. Stuff like, "do you come here often?", "do you know &lt;person&gt;?" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(if she's somehow connected to you)&lt;/span&gt; and "you look familiar are you from &lt;place&gt;" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(that's if you didn't open her with that line already)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you've gotten the ball rolling and she looks comfortable enough talking to you, the next step you should take is to build rapport with her. Now, rapport is a hard word to explain without it being misleading. But what you want to do is you want her to feel this connection to you that will make her want to keep talking to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rapport can be attraction, or it can be just plain curiosity of wanting to know more about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best way to build rapport is to talk about things that'll make her want to listen to you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(and not want to cut in and tell a different story)&lt;/span&gt;. So what you should do is tell stories. Pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;If the conversation's topic is on car accidents, you can talk about "that one time you were involved in an accident sandwiching a lorry and a motorcycle, where everyone survived and if it weren't for you, the motorcyclist would have been dead".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can add some humor to your stories, that would be great. Humor makes the world go round. It's as simple as that. People love the funny guy (as long as he's not annoying). So when you give a base to that humor, it makes you a very interesting person. My advice is to go and remember (or even write down) some stories that have happened to you or a friend and remember it. the more you tell that story, the better you get at telling it. And the better you get at telling it, the more confident you get at adding a few jokes to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one way to building rapport when first meeting someone. Asking intruding questions like what their favorite music is or whether they like sports or movies is a big nono on a first conversation, and should only be reserved for first dates. This is because you don't want them to know you're hitting on them when you talk to them for the first time (as much as you are), you want them to think that you're a friendly person who's comfortable enough with striking up a conversation with a stranger. It's a psychological thing. In short, don't move in too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you've gotten a good conversation out of her, it'll be time to ask for her number. If you've built perfect rapport, then she will give you her number either way you ask her. However, just to be safe you can say something like, "It's been really interesting talking to you today. We should keep in touch" or "Look how time flies when you're having fun. I've really got to get going now. How about we continue some other time? Let me have your number."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One caution you should take is to not ask her for her number because this will give her the option of saying no. Instead, suggest that she give you her number.&lt;br /&gt;This way, if she says no, it'd be because you did the worst job of building rapport with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and if she asks for your number in return, it means that you've done pretty well at building rapport with her. However, don't give your number to her. Say, "I'll give you a call soon."&lt;br /&gt;If she insists for your number, say "Why ah? Scared I won't call you?" =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you get her number, say good bye and be on your way. Don't continue your conversation with her because this would be annoying. The phone number should be the last thing you hear from her for that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, wait one or two days and then give her a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then after that, set up your date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when setting up your date, don't be nervous. But don't stay too long on the phone either. Cut the conversation short to about a minute or less. Say something like, "It was nice meeting you the other day. Let's continue our long extensive story-telling session. Do you prefer mamak or Starbucks?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, remember that you shouldn't ask her if she wants to go out. You could suggest going out ("hey let's go out") or you could put it in a way that she has to decide ("mamak or starbucks?", "tuesday or thursday" etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the next post, I'll talk about how to increase your chances of her being attracted to you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(really interesting stuff)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, go practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Lets get this straight, I'm not trying to act like a know it all. I posted this for the sole purpose of changing the mindset of the typical guys that hot women are a luxury.&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. I know that this is all common sense, but there wouldn't be so many people asking for help if they knew how to do it right. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(So lets face it, not many guys have the lightest common sense do they? =p )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.P.S. Once again, I'm giving advice from personal experience so if this doesn't work it must be because of something you're doing wrong. Instead of criticizing the advice, go analyze your mistakes and try again. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(This is directed to all u guys who IM-ed me and complained about how all these method failed =.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-89933685920691602?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/89933685920691602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=89933685920691602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/89933685920691602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/89933685920691602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2008/11/m-g-u-r-y-s-s-g-v-i-e-r-n-l-u-s-s-pt.html' title='M g A u R y S s  -  G v I e R n L u S s ( pt III )'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-1421211449159206031</id><published>2008-11-04T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T21:38:55.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guys &gt; Mars , Girls &lt; Venus (pt II)</title><content type='html'>Okay so now for u guys out there, today's lesson is going to be on &lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;approaching girls/women&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before I say anything, let me just disprove of what the average joe will be thinking when the word "approaching" comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;Many people think that they need to be good looking to be able to approach a girl without getting shot down. But I've said it time and time again, the ugliest fat man can get a girlfriend pretty enough to grace the covers of any fashion or men's magazine as long as he has the confidence (and the right words to say)&lt;br /&gt;Also many people (especially the conservative, religious and the scared people) think that approaching total strangers doesn't work for everyone. So if I were to give an example where you and your friends are sitting at Laundry Bar, and on the table not too far from you there are a couple of absolutely hot women. Are you going to just sit there and admire the view? What if I said that it was possible to end up dating one of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing guys have to realize is that women have the same wants and urges as men &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(ask any female friends and they'd say the same thing)&lt;/span&gt;. It's just that women aren't fully attracted to physical appearances the way men are attracted to women, so you won't catch many women staring at guys &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(except for the occasional pretty boy)&lt;/span&gt;. Also women know that guys want them  so they know they are in total control when talking to a guy, and having said that play hard to get to see how that guy would compare to the other hundreds of guys that have hit on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so now that's out of the way, one does not simply walk in to a shopping mall and ask a pretty girl for her number. Nobody does that. Even if someone like Brad Pitt did that, the girl will change her perception on him forever. But i digress. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are certain guidelines a guy has to abide to in order to get a girl's number. And not only that, have her looking forward to his call.&lt;br /&gt;And this applies to ALL guys- however ugly, fat or short you may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first step in approaching is to have an opening line that will not put her on the defensive. And yes, this means never to use a pickup line on a girl. There are a few types of opening lines to be used- the situational opener, the sincere opener and the opinionated opener (there are a few more but I can't quite remember them right now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;situational opener&lt;/b&gt; uses the situation as a way to open conversation.&lt;br /&gt;e.g. 1 If there was a fight that just broke out and she saw it, "Hey but did you catch what happened? I love these kinda dramas. I've no time for TV so Starbucks is the next best thing for me."&lt;br /&gt;e.g. 2 If some guy tried hitting on her but failed, "Can you believe the cheesiest lines guys come up with nowadays? Even if a girl used that on me, I'd say no too"&lt;br /&gt;e.g. 3 If shes wearing a pretty dress, "Sorry I can't help but notice you're wearing a really nice dress. May i ask where you got it? My best friend's birthday is coming up and I've absolutely no clue what to get her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my personal favorite because if at any time you get shot down, you can just call her unfriendly and walk off. Because let's face it, at no point did you come off as a creep who was trying to hit on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really confident people use the &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sincere opener&lt;/b&gt;, which can be the most nerve wrecking, but is also the easiest ones to use. They can be as simple as a, "Hi, I'm Johnson and I'm going to be really honest, but I think you're pretty cute. Would it be alright if you bought me a drink?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be as easy as that. And yes, she will talk to you if you pull it off with perfect confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One rule though is never use the words hot, sexy, fappable or anything that would imply that you want to sleep with her.&lt;br /&gt;Also, never offer to buy a girl a drink because this will automatically trigger her defensive system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, if she says no, she'll forgive you for being sincere and confident at the same time. But ONLY if you've pulled this off with perfect confidence. As I said, really confident people use this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, the &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;opinionated opener&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is done by asking a girl a neutral question that doesn't require the mind to think.&lt;br /&gt;"Hi I'm doing a quick survey. Just answer as quick as you can. Orange juice or apple juice?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, have I met you before? Sorry, you just seem really familiar. I think I've seen you at a party before."&lt;br /&gt;"Hi. Do you know where the science non-fiction section is? Sorry, you just look like the type that reads that kinda thing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, those are all very no brainer captain obvious questions, but they get the girl to let her guard down and they also open the door for a follow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop here for now and let u guys digest these a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time around, I'll talk about how to follow up to an approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-1421211449159206031?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/1421211449159206031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=1421211449159206031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/1421211449159206031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/1421211449159206031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2008/11/guys-mars-girls-venus-pt-ii.html' title='Guys &gt; Mars , Girls &lt; Venus (pt II)'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-3298111009874436239</id><published>2008-11-04T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T21:33:51.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Glasses Of Wine</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;TWO GLASSES OF WINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things in your life seem almost too much to handle,&lt;br /&gt;when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and&lt;br /&gt;the 2 glasses of wine theory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A professor stood before his philosophy class with some&lt;br /&gt;items on his desk in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly,&lt;br /&gt;he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill&lt;br /&gt;it with golf balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then asked the students if the jar was full. They&lt;br /&gt;agreed that it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured&lt;br /&gt;them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into&lt;br /&gt;the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if&lt;br /&gt;the jar was full. They agreed it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it&lt;br /&gt;into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked&lt;br /&gt;once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous&lt;br /&gt;'YES.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor then produced two glasses of wine from&lt;br /&gt;under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar,&lt;br /&gt;effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Now,' said the professor, as the laughter subsided, 'I&lt;br /&gt;want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf&lt;br /&gt;balls are the important things; your family, your children, your health,&lt;br /&gt;your friends, and your favorite passions; things that if everything else&lt;br /&gt;was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pebbles are the other things that matter like your&lt;br /&gt;job, your house, and your car. The sand is everything else; the small&lt;br /&gt;stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you put the sand into the jar first', he continued,&lt;br /&gt;'there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for&lt;br /&gt;life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you&lt;br /&gt;will never have room for the good things that are important to you.&lt;br /&gt;Pay attention to the things that are critical to your&lt;br /&gt;happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups.&lt;br /&gt;Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18 holes. Do one more&lt;br /&gt;run down the ski slope. There will always be time to clean the house and&lt;br /&gt;fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first; the things that&lt;br /&gt;really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the students raised her hand and&lt;br /&gt;inquired what the wine represented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor smiled. 'I'm glad you asked. It&lt;br /&gt;just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem,&lt;br /&gt;there's always room for a couple of glasses of wine with a friend.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day ahead =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-3298111009874436239?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/3298111009874436239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=3298111009874436239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/3298111009874436239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/3298111009874436239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2008/11/two-glasses-of-wine.html' title='Two Glasses Of Wine'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-2658309790857756569</id><published>2008-11-04T01:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T01:40:51.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guys from Mars, Girls from Venus (pt I)</title><content type='html'>Here's a little productive post, inspired by the conversation with a dear friend currently taking up psychology major. =)&lt;br /&gt;Hope it serves as a guide for all the despo guys out there. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have known this almost all my life, and yet it baffles me that guys who are 20-something, 30-something, 40-something and so on have no knowledge on how the female mind works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They keep thinking, "I want her, so I must be her friend first."&lt;br /&gt;I partially have women to blame because some of them use the stupidest excuses to reject men like, "I don't know you well enough yet" and "Can't we just be friends?" because this tends to lead men on to believe that becoming a woman's close friend will eventually lead to ripping her clothes off on the bed and making sweet love WITH her consent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I always don't want to speak my mind when I read shit like this on forums indirectly hinting that they plan to become friends with a girl first before making a move, OR making a move on a girl who's already their friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's your wake up call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you are a girl's friend, you are &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nothing more&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have plenty of female friends then good on you, at least you have female friends; I personally find female friends useless (it's like a car without petrol in the middle of the desert)&lt;br /&gt;But that's a story for another day.&lt;br /&gt;My point is, keep your friends. And if you develop feelings for a female friend of yours, you have to choose between two options- either ruin your friendship with her forever and tell her you like her, or forget about it and go date someone else. Somehow, i've personally done extensive research on this, and even tested it out before, don't ask me how though. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kids, today's  topic of interest is about &lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The Friend Zone&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SQ800aYDVHI/AAAAAAAAASI/1Tl3r-sLKN8/s1600-h/friend20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SQ800aYDVHI/AAAAAAAAASI/1Tl3r-sLKN8/s320/friend20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264484564457444466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest assured there'll be a sequel to this, so just remain seated and tune in frequently. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Exam's next week &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zzzzz&lt;/span&gt; so don't expect an update anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-2658309790857756569?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/2658309790857756569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=2658309790857756569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/2658309790857756569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/2658309790857756569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2008/11/guys-from-mars-girls-from-venus-pt-i.html' title='Guys from Mars, Girls from Venus (pt I)'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SQ800aYDVHI/AAAAAAAAASI/1Tl3r-sLKN8/s72-c/friend20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-5756510495438877950</id><published>2008-11-04T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T01:18:44.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nobody's perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A group of children were playing near two railway tracks, one still in use&lt;br /&gt;while the other disused. Only one child played on the disused track, the&lt;br /&gt;rest on the operational track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train is coming, and you are just beside the track interchange. You can&lt;br /&gt;make the train change its course to the disused track and save most of the&lt;br /&gt;kids. However, that would also mean the lone child playing by the disused&lt;br /&gt;track would be sacrificed. Or would you rather let the train go its way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take a pause to think what kind of decision we could&lt;br /&gt;make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people might choose to divert the course of the train, and sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;only one child. You might think the same way, I guess. Exactly, to save&lt;br /&gt;most of the children at the expense of only one child was rational decision&lt;br /&gt;most people would make, morally and emotionally. But, have you ever thought&lt;br /&gt;that the child choosing to play on the disused track had in fact made the&lt;br /&gt;right decision to play at a safe place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, he had to be sacrificed because of his ignorant friends who&lt;br /&gt;chose to play where the danger was. This kind of dilemma happens around us&lt;br /&gt;everyday. In the office, community, in politics and especially in a&lt;br /&gt;democratic society, the minority is often sacrificed for the interest of&lt;br /&gt;the majority, no matter how foolish or ignorant the majority are, and how&lt;br /&gt;farsighted and knowledgeable the minority are. The child who chose not to&lt;br /&gt;play with the rest on the operational track was sidelined. And in the case&lt;br /&gt;he was sacrificed, no one would shed a tear for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great critic Leo Velski Julian who told the story said he would not try&lt;br /&gt;to change the course of the train because he believed that the kids playing&lt;br /&gt;on the operational track should have known very well that track was still&lt;br /&gt;in use, and that they should have run away if they heard the train's&lt;br /&gt;sirens. If the train was diverted, that lone child would definitely die&lt;br /&gt;because he never thought the train could come over to that track! Moreover,&lt;br /&gt;that track was not in use probably because it was not safe. If the train&lt;br /&gt;was diverted to the track, we could put the lives of all passengers on&lt;br /&gt;board at stake! And in your attempt to save a few kids by sacrificing one&lt;br /&gt;child, you might end up sacrificing hundreds of people to save these few&lt;br /&gt;kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we are all aware that life is full of tough decisions that need to be&lt;br /&gt;made, we may not realize that hasty decisions may not always be the right&lt;br /&gt;one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Remember that what's right isn't always popular... and what's popular&lt;br /&gt;isn't always right.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody makes mistakes; that's why they put erasers on pencils.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-5756510495438877950?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/5756510495438877950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=5756510495438877950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/5756510495438877950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/5756510495438877950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2008/11/nobodys-perfect.html' title='nobody&apos;s perfect'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-3142552879245839056</id><published>2008-10-05T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T20:40:51.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Cream Sundae</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How much is an ice cream sundae?" he asked. "Fifty cents," replied the waitress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy pulled is hand out of his pocket and studied the coins in it. "Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he inquired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing impatient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thirty-five cents," she brusquely replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy again counted his coins. "I'll have the plain ice cream," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and left. When the waitress came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two nickels and five pennies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, he couldn't have the sundae, because he had to have enough left to leave her a tip.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember those who serve us AND those whom we serve.  =)&lt;!--emo&amp;:)--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-3142552879245839056?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/3142552879245839056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=3142552879245839056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/3142552879245839056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/3142552879245839056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2008/10/ice-cream-sundae.html' title='Ice Cream Sundae'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-6168636707123394120</id><published>2008-10-02T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T23:08:44.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY =D</title><content type='html'>Here on end, there'll be alot.. and i mean ALOT of posts regarding inspirational stories, quotes, etc.. And trust me, they're all worth reading. =)&lt;br /&gt;Lets start off with this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two days in every week about which we should not worry. Two days which should be kept free from fear and apprehension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these days is yesterday, with its mistakes and cares, its faults and blunders, its aches and pains. Yesterday has passed forever beyond our control. All the money in the world cannot bring back yesterday. We cannot undo a single act we performed. We cannot erase a single word we said. Yesterday is gone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day we should not worry about is tomorrow, with its possible adversities, its burdens, its large promise and poor performance. Tomorrow is beyond our immediate control. Tomorrow's sun will rise, whether in splendor or behind a mask of clouds. But it will rise. Until it does we have no stake in tomorrow, for it is yet unborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This leaves only one day: today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any man can fight the battles of just one day. It is when you and I add the burdens of two awful eternities - yesterday and tomorrow, that we break down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not necessarily the experience of today that disturbs one's peace of mind. It is often time the bitterness for something which happened yesterday and the dread of what tomorrow may bring. Let us therefore live one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is to remind all of us that while we should remember the past and plan and anticipate the future, it is critical that we don’t get paralyzed by either. By focusing on making the best of the present, we can actually make the past a sweeter learning experience, and make tomorrow’s hopes and dreams closer to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-6168636707123394120?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/6168636707123394120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=6168636707123394120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/6168636707123394120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/6168636707123394120'/><link 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T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-6540346335829144117</id><published>2008-09-25T21:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T23:39:04.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm battered &amp; broken, but redeemed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SNuXLZgGRbI/AAAAAAAAASA/AjLvtglCZD8/s1600-h/meet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SNuXLZgGRbI/AAAAAAAAASA/AjLvtglCZD8/s320/meet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249956012710315442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Going back to the corner where I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move&lt;br /&gt;Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand&lt;br /&gt;saying, "if you see this girl can you tell her where I am"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people try to hand me money, they don't understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm not broke I'm just a broken-hearted man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it makes no sense but what else can I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How can I move on when I'm still in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause if one day you wake up and find your missing me&lt;br /&gt;and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you'll see me waiting for you&lt;/span&gt; on our corner of the street&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving, I'm not moving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policeman says, "son you can't stay here"&lt;br /&gt;I said, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause if one day you wake up and find your missing me&lt;br /&gt;and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you'll see me waiting for you&lt;/span&gt; on our corner of the street&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving, I'm not moving,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving, I'm not moving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People talk about the guy that's waiting on a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There are no holes in his shoes but a big hole in his world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'll get famous as the man who can't be moved&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you wont mean to but you'll see me on the news&lt;br /&gt;And you'll come running to the corner&lt;br /&gt;cause you'll know it's just for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm the man who can't be moved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause if one day you wake up and find you're missing me&lt;br /&gt;and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet&lt;br /&gt;And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving, I'm not moving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Cause if one day you wake up and find you're missing me&lt;br /&gt;and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet&lt;br /&gt;And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving, I'm not moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the corner where I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"The Man Who Can't Be Moved" by The Script&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/giQHSxX0ai/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/giQHSxX0ai/aus=false/" 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type='text'>My heart is numb, my eyes are drowning =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SNjsqo47VBI/AAAAAAAAAR4/hyfB_5gaUdY/s1600-h/wet+pillow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SNjsqo47VBI/AAAAAAAAAR4/hyfB_5gaUdY/s320/wet+pillow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249205582975161362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Share with me the blankets that you're wrapped in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its cold outside&lt;/span&gt; cold outside its cold outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Share with me the secrets that you kept in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its cold inside&lt;/span&gt; cold inside its cold inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And your slowly shaking finger tips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Show that your scared like me so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lets pretend we're alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And I know you maybe scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I know we're unprepared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But I don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tell me tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What makes you think that you're invincible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I can see it in your eyes that your so sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Please don't tell me that I am the only one that's vulnerable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I was born to tell you I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Isn't that a song already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I get a B in originality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its true I cant go on without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Your smile makes me see clearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;If you could only see in the mirror what I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And your slowly shaking finger tips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Show that your scared like me so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lets pretend we're alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And I know you may be scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And I know we're unprepared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But I don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tell me tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What makes you think that you are invincible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I can see it in your eyes that you're so sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Please don't tell me that I am the only one that's vulnerable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Slow down girl you're not going anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Just wait around and see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Maybe I am much more you never know what lies ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I promise&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I can be anyone I can be anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Just because you were hurt doesn't mean you shouldn't bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I can be anyone anything &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I promise I can be what you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tell me tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What makes you think that you are invincible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I can see it in your eyes that your so sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Please don't tell me that I'm the only one that's vulnerable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Vulnerable" by Elle(Vocals) &amp;amp; Me(Acoustics)&lt;br /&gt;*original track by Secondhand Serenade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/wrgGswN4xK/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/wrgGswN4xK/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/KpHU28i/music/kc_t5msi/secondhand_serenade_vulnerable/"&gt;Vulnerable - Secondhand Serenade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-3102289158011369928?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/3102289158011369928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=3102289158011369928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/3102289158011369928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/3102289158011369928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-heart-is-numb-my-eyes-are-drowning.html' title='My heart is numb, my eyes are drowning =('/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SNjsqo47VBI/AAAAAAAAAR4/hyfB_5gaUdY/s72-c/wet+pillow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-2643948330203974877</id><published>2008-09-22T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:14:11.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why'd u have to leave? =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SNenjkdht1I/AAAAAAAAARw/WBb59GFKbaY/s1600-h/i+need+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SNenjkdht1I/AAAAAAAAARw/WBb59GFKbaY/s320/i+need+you.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248848120248383314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/OIZ83f1fDP/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/OIZ83f1fDP/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/bdtShC/playlist/7nN2wNxZ/maybe_by_secondhand_serenade_music_playlist/"&gt;Maybe by Secondhand Serenade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-2643948330203974877?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/2643948330203974877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=2643948330203974877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/2643948330203974877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/2643948330203974877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2008/09/whyd-u-have-to-leave.html' title='Why&apos;d u have to leave? =('/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SNenjkdht1I/AAAAAAAAARw/WBb59GFKbaY/s72-c/i+need+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-2640410245036575513</id><published>2008-09-21T21:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T21:56:34.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something tragic happened today =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SNZNezs-ejI/AAAAAAAAARo/imH1fdZZb08/s1600-h/love+hurts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SNZNezs-ejI/AAAAAAAAARo/imH1fdZZb08/s320/love+hurts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248467607417158194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It's a shame that it had to be this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It's not enough to say I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It's not enough to say I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Maybe I'm to blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Or maybe we're the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But either way I can't breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Either way I can't breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;All I had to say is goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We're better off this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We're better off this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'm alive but I'm losing all my drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Cause everything we've been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And everything about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Seemed to be a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A guiltless twisted lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It made me learn to hate you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Or hate myself for letting it pass by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;All I had to say is goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We're better off this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We're better off this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;All I had to say is goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We're better off this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We're better off this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And every, everything isn't only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What it seemed so hold these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Words that you never told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Its time to say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Its time to say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Its time to say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Take my hand away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Spell it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tell me I was wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tell me I was wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Take my hand away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Spell it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tell me I was wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tell me I was wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Take my hand away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Spell it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tell me I was wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tell me I was wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong style="font-size: large;"&gt;DEMOCRATIC ACTION PARTY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.kennysia.com/images/photos/2008/dap.gif" alt="" border="0" height="250" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2008/03/kennysiacom_who.php"&gt;Who Should You Vote For This Election?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2008/03/kennysiacom_who.php"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-1107777439227554798?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/1107777439227554798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=1107777439227554798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/1107777439227554798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/1107777439227554798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-soooo-votin-for-dap.html' title='im soooo votin for DAP'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-105836560357689732</id><published>2008-02-14T00:11:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T16:02:31.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy february da 14th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R7MWsv7SjWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/44WzvYwhrTA/s1600-h/HEart2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R7MWsv7SjWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/44WzvYwhrTA/s320/HEart2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166498155559292258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As Expected...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Its february the 14th,&lt;br /&gt;its time to go out, have fun &amp;amp; get laid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;(da 3rd choice is for those 18 &amp;amp; above only =x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Incidentally,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;someone told me not to wear black today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;coz black = ghey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(strictly on valentine's =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So, white muz mean u are straight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;grey = somewhere in da middle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;blue = u're an idiot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;green = same as blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;As for all da despo's out there without a valentine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;try goin out wiz black on ur back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;at least u could hook a few guys instead xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;* i've made a mental note not to mention &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://www.shadyzissoalone.blogspot.com/"&gt;Foo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; when writing abt tis particular section =x *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*corrections* : white = single bt not lookin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;                           pink = single &amp;amp; lookin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;                           n supposedly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;                           red = in a relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R7MfYP7SjXI/AAAAAAAAARA/eDTaA0uWxqk/s1600-h/123+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R7MfYP7SjXI/AAAAAAAAARA/eDTaA0uWxqk/s320/123+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166507698976623986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chronicles Of A Broken Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As a change of scenery,&lt;br /&gt;i've "decided" to go solo tis valentine's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it feels kinda refreshing&lt;br /&gt;without having to follow the same routine&lt;br /&gt;from the past 3 years ~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's an elaborate yet comprehensible&lt;br /&gt;explanation for da so called "routine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Note: time line starts from 14th february sharp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12.00am&lt;br /&gt;Boy calls ger. Both exchange wishes aka&lt;br /&gt;saying "happy V-day" to each other.&lt;br /&gt;Both engages on some pointless yet&lt;br /&gt;interesting conversation for two hours.&lt;br /&gt;Boy checks remaining credit in cell &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;faints immediately till dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.00am&lt;br /&gt;Boy wakes up. Sends usual "good morning" sms&lt;br /&gt;to ger &amp;amp; goes bek to bed. Ger NEVER replied.&lt;br /&gt;Assumes she is still sleeping =.=.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.00am&lt;br /&gt;Boy wakes up... for real. Sends "good morning..&lt;br /&gt;again" sms to ger. Ger still NEVER replied.&lt;br /&gt;Assumes she is still sleeping =.=".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.30am&lt;br /&gt;Ger wakes up and replies sms. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finally... &lt;/span&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;Both engage in vigorous sms-ing for&lt;br /&gt;at least 4-5 hours. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Boy picks up flowers from florist.. namely&lt;br /&gt;white lily's w/ pink roses. Availability of roses&lt;br /&gt;depends on price =x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.00pm&lt;br /&gt;Boy picks up really really really really&lt;br /&gt;really really expensive pressie from house.&lt;br /&gt;Note: Pressie bought one week in advance xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.00pm&lt;br /&gt;Boy ends up at ger's doorsteps. Boy feeling&lt;br /&gt;exhausted =.= .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Both eventually ends up having dinner&lt;br /&gt;at a cheapo restaurant.. Sometimes even&lt;br /&gt;a hawker center. All bcoz da boy pokai&lt;br /&gt;from buyin da really x5 expensive gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Both forces selves to watch wadever&lt;br /&gt;lame movies available. Ger's treat xD.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sorry, but events dat take place in the&lt;br /&gt;cinema along the duration of the movie&lt;br /&gt;will not be disclosed as content may&lt;br /&gt;be sensitive &amp;amp; personal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Both wanders around current location&lt;br /&gt;and eventually finds a place to sit down&lt;br /&gt;and watch the crowd pass by. Both engages&lt;br /&gt;in a fruitful conversation which ends up to&lt;br /&gt;be pointless.&lt;br /&gt;At some point,  the following will happen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There was absolute silence.&lt;br /&gt;Boy stares straight into ger's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Ger does the same.&lt;br /&gt;Tis lasted for approximately 15 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;Boy finally breaks the silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Boy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ger: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yea. Me too. Lets go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Boy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10.00pm&lt;br /&gt;Both heads home.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.00pm&lt;br /&gt;At home, boy reaches for cell.&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bo lat&lt;/span&gt; to move da fingers.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, boy goes straight to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning, boy ends up with endless&lt;br /&gt;sms n phone calls as to why he didn't&lt;br /&gt;reply her laz nite =.=&lt;br /&gt;END of STORY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Important &lt;/span&gt;Note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Actual events may vary from those stated above. Actual&lt;br /&gt;time stamps may vary on weekdays and weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dats the end to a fun yet kinda pointless Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R7Mq-P7SjYI/AAAAAAAAARI/gY9gV95L0V4/s1600-h/c_plue.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R7Mq-P7SjYI/AAAAAAAAARI/gY9gV95L0V4/s320/c_plue.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166520446439558530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day to Plue xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-105836560357689732?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/105836560357689732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=105836560357689732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/105836560357689732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/105836560357689732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2008/02/as-expected.html' title='happy february da 14th'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R7MWsv7SjWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/44WzvYwhrTA/s72-c/HEart2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-5130436479341505918</id><published>2008-01-07T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:28:52.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cOnFusiOn Is nOtHiNg New</title><content type='html'>January 07, 2008 (monday) 3:21:52 Am local time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four names depicted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Gabriel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Raphael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Uriel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;============================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the golden ratio:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The golden ratio, φ = (1+√5)/2 ≈ 1.618&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HjSLWqgvI/AAAAAAAAAM8/hGzk99Pglug/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HjSLWqgvI/AAAAAAAAAM8/hGzk99Pglug/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152649350113559282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4Hjv7WqgwI/AAAAAAAAANE/F61w8wW2-tk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4Hjv7WqgwI/AAAAAAAAANE/F61w8wW2-tk/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152649861214667522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;============================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;General relativity:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HlFrWqgxI/AAAAAAAAANM/AECCoQFKfA8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HlFrWqgxI/AAAAAAAAANM/AECCoQFKfA8/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152651334388450066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HlhLWqgyI/AAAAAAAAANU/ZWaTJw-wj9U/s1600-h/329px-BlackHole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HlhLWqgyI/AAAAAAAAANU/ZWaTJw-wj9U/s320/329px-BlackHole.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152651806834852642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;============================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hubble's Law &amp;amp; Expansion Of Space:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HmJbWqgzI/AAAAAAAAANc/sYz9x5IBW98/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HmJbWqgzI/AAAAAAAAANc/sYz9x5IBW98/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152652498324587314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="texhtml"&gt;where,&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; is the recessional velocity of the galaxy or other distant object&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="texhtml"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; is the distance to the object and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="texhtml"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;/i&gt;&lt;sub&gt;0&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; is Hubble's constant, measured to be (70 +2.4/-3.2) (km/s)/Mpc by the WMAP  probe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HnCrWqg0I/AAAAAAAAANk/WyTo12DeYgg/s1600-h/Universe_expansion2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HnCrWqg0I/AAAAAAAAANk/WyTo12DeYgg/s320/Universe_expansion2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152653481872098114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;============================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Special relativity:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Time dilation: Moving clocks tick slower than an observer's "stationary" clock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Length contraction: Objects are observed to be shortened in the direction that they are moving with respect to the observer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Relativity of simultaneity: two events that appear simultaneous to an observer A will not be simultaneous to an observer B if B is moving with respect to A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mass-energy equivalence: E = mc², energy and mass are equivalent and transmutable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4Hn3bWqg1I/AAAAAAAAANs/CkcRzYIwtog/s1600-h/180px-Light_cone.svg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4Hn3bWqg1I/AAAAAAAAANs/CkcRzYIwtog/s320/180px-Light_cone.svg.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152654388110197586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;============================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Biological Organisms:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HolrWqg3I/AAAAAAAAAN8/sRxW2IAM4G0/s1600-h/250px-Nwhi_-_French_Frigate_Shoals_reef_-_many_fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HolrWqg3I/AAAAAAAAAN8/sRxW2IAM4G0/s320/250px-Nwhi_-_French_Frigate_Shoals_reef_-_many_fish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152655182679147378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HoiLWqg2I/AAAAAAAAAN0/hMKALIjjJP0/s1600-h/250px-Herds_Maasi_Mara_%28cropped_and_straightened%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HoiLWqg2I/AAAAAAAAAN0/hMKALIjjJP0/s320/250px-Herds_Maasi_Mara_%28cropped_and_straightened%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152655122549605218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4Ho4LWqg4I/AAAAAAAAAOE/lqlQ7EGzJyw/s1600-h/250px-Hoh_rain_forest_trees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4Ho4LWqg4I/AAAAAAAAAOE/lqlQ7EGzJyw/s320/250px-Hoh_rain_forest_trees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152655500506727298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;===========================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The Drake Equation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HpwbWqg7I/AAAAAAAAAOc/A8S6iPJQ83Q/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HpwbWqg7I/AAAAAAAAAOc/A8S6iPJQ83Q/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152656466874368946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;where:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;N is the number of civilizations in our galaxy with which we might hope to be able to communicate;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;where:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;dl style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;i&gt;N&lt;/i&gt; is the number of civilizations in our galaxy with which we might hope to be able to communicate;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and&lt;/p&gt; &lt;dl style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;i&gt;R&lt;/i&gt;&lt;sup&gt;∗&lt;/sup&gt; is the average rate of star formation in our galaxy&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;i&gt;f&lt;/i&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;i&gt;p&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/sub&gt; is the fraction of those stars that have planets&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;i&gt;n&lt;/i&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;i&gt;e&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/sub&gt; is the average number of planets that can potentially support life per star that has planets&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;i&gt;f&lt;/i&gt;&lt;sub&gt;ℓ&lt;/sub&gt; is the fraction of the above that actually go on to develop life at some point&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;i&gt;f&lt;/i&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;i&gt;i&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/sub&gt; is the fraction of the above that actually go on to develop intelligent life&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;i&gt;f&lt;/i&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;i&gt;c&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/sub&gt; is the fraction of civilizations that develop a technology that releases detectable signs of their existence into space&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;i&gt;L&lt;/i&gt; is the length of time such civilizations release detectable signals into space.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The number of stars in the galaxy now, &lt;i&gt;N&lt;/i&gt;&lt;sup&gt;∗&lt;/sup&gt;, is related to the star formation rate &lt;i&gt;R&lt;/i&gt;&lt;sup&gt;∗&lt;/sup&gt; by&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HpgrWqg6I/AAAAAAAAAOU/IY3N3tw2wgk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HpgrWqg6I/AAAAAAAAAOU/IY3N3tw2wgk/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152656196291429282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;T&lt;/i&gt;&lt;sub style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;g&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; is the age of the galaxy. Assuming for simplicity that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;R&lt;/i&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;∗&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; is constant, then N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;∗&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; = R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;∗&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;T&lt;/i&gt;&lt;sub style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;g&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/sub&gt; and the Drake equation can be rewritten into an alternate form phrased in terms of the more easily observable value, &lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;N&lt;/i&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;∗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HpUrWqg5I/AAAAAAAAAOM/5Ctov3NrnyY/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HpUrWqg5I/AAAAAAAAAOM/5Ctov3NrnyY/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152655990132999058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;==============================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;SETI:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Wow signal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HrDrWqg8I/AAAAAAAAAOk/xu9O07-dQ6k/s1600-h/Wowsignal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HrDrWqg8I/AAAAAAAAAOk/xu9O07-dQ6k/s320/Wowsignal.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152657897098478530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;=============================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Reasons &amp;amp; belief:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border-style: none; border-collapse: collapse; background-color: transparent; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="cquote2" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="padding: 10px; font-size: 40px; font-family: serif; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;" valign="top" width="20"&gt;“&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="padding: 4px 10px;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Measure what is measurable, and make measurable what is not so.&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="padding: 10px; font-size: 40px; font-family: serif; font-weight: bold; text-align: right;" valign="bottom" width="20"&gt;”&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top"&gt; &lt;div style="line-height: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;cite style="font-style: normal;"&gt;— Galileo Galilei&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border-style: none; border-collapse: collapse; background-color: transparent; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="cquote2" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 10px; font-size: 40px; font-family: serif; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;" valign="top" width="20"&gt;“&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="padding: 4px 10px;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we subject everything to reason, our religion will have nothing mysterious or supernatural in it. If we violate the principles of reason, our religion will be absurd and ridiculous.&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="padding: 10px; font-size: 40px; font-family: serif; font-weight: bold; text-align: right;" valign="bottom" width="20"&gt;”&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top"&gt; &lt;div style="line-height: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;cite style="font-style: normal;"&gt;— Blaise Pascal&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;==============================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;World Culture:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HvCrWqg-I/AAAAAAAAAO0/BCy1HLB1pq8/s1600-h/200px-Mehmooni2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HvCrWqg-I/AAAAAAAAAO0/BCy1HLB1pq8/s320/200px-Mehmooni2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152662277965120482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HvHrWqg_I/AAAAAAAAAO8/1ssx268qfdg/s1600-h/300px-Indig2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HvHrWqg_I/AAAAAAAAAO8/1ssx268qfdg/s320/300px-Indig2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152662363864466418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4Hu9bWqg9I/AAAAAAAAAOs/1owPxd1NdXc/s1600-h/110px-Agni_god_of_fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4Hu9bWqg9I/AAAAAAAAAOs/1owPxd1NdXc/s320/110px-Agni_god_of_fire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152662187770807250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;=============================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Civilization:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HvtLWqhDI/AAAAAAAAAPc/-utPE9PllTM/s1600-h/250px-Machu-Picchu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HvtLWqhDI/AAAAAAAAAPc/-utPE9PllTM/s320/250px-Machu-Picchu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152663008109560882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HvlbWqhBI/AAAAAAAAAPM/HxLb871MoBo/s1600-h/250px-Sumerian_26th_c_Adab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HvlbWqhBI/AAAAAAAAAPM/HxLb871MoBo/s320/250px-Sumerian_26th_c_Adab.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152662874965574674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HvorWqhCI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Hf015epjrbk/s1600-h/400px-Forum_Romanum_panorama_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HvorWqhCI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Hf015epjrbk/s320/400px-Forum_Romanum_panorama_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152662930800149538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HvhbWqhAI/AAAAAAAAAPE/le8bFVNLhkA/s1600-h/250px-Manhattan_panorama_under_clouds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R4HvhbWqhAI/AAAAAAAAAPE/le8bFVNLhkA/s320/250px-Manhattan_panorama_under_clouds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152662806246097922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;==============================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;every single section above may seem irrelevant,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but there's one factor dat binds it all together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;one factor satiated by one simple word,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;_ u _ _ _ i _ y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Good luck guessing xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-5130436479341505918?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/5130436479341505918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=5130436479341505918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-3540463060742546349</id><published>2007-12-31T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T23:09:54.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>i'm gonna be damn simple n straight forward..&lt;br /&gt;"Happy 2008"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R3kEDrWqguI/AAAAAAAAAM0/KGRHzy1GOxI/s1600-h/ca.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R3kEDrWqguI/AAAAAAAAAM0/KGRHzy1GOxI/s320/ca.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150152110098776802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;never thought i had enough coins to do this =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My new year resolution?&lt;br /&gt;still thinkin of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll get back to u by the end of 2008&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-3540463060742546349?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/3540463060742546349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-4499856567192147739</id><published>2007-12-06T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T13:44:52.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>power of boredom</title><content type='html'>i'll get straight to da point..&lt;br /&gt;whoever, and i mean WHOEVER dat is able to break tis code,&lt;br /&gt;umm..&lt;br /&gt;has my total and utter respect for da rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PFEE SESN RETM PFHA IRWE OOIG MEEN NRMA&lt;br /&gt;ENET SHAS DCNS IIAA IEER BRNK FBLE LODI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't look as tidy as i wanted it to..&lt;br /&gt;~.~&lt;br /&gt;but anyhow..&lt;br /&gt;there's 64 alphabetical characters in tis code&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and da answer,&lt;br /&gt;is fairly simple&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;good luck breaking this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. and while i'm to tis,&lt;br /&gt;i'll throw in a 2nd code..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;128-10-93-85-10-128-98-112-6-6-25-126-39-1-68-78&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there u go..&lt;br /&gt;have fun&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need any help..&lt;br /&gt;juz leave a msg in da chatbox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-4499856567192147739?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/4499856567192147739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=4499856567192147739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/4499856567192147739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/4499856567192147739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2007/12/power-of-boredom.html' title='power of boredom'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-1796416795081708742</id><published>2007-12-01T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T16:10:16.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hole in one (part duex) ^^</title><content type='html'>I've been itching to say tis all year long..&lt;br /&gt;Now, finally i can get it off my chest..&lt;br /&gt;Friendships Are Overrated!!!&lt;br /&gt;... or so it seems..&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.. nowadays people seem to take promises lightly..&lt;br /&gt;like a bag of nachos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i've been itching to say dat too =x .. bag of nachos, bag of nachos, bag of nachos.. XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either i'm narrow minded or i'm narrow minded&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;it could be da trend of da new millenia or&lt;br /&gt;it could be true human nature unveiled&lt;br /&gt;Friendships juz isn't wad it was a few years back&lt;br /&gt;its significance consumed by the relentless flow of time,&lt;br /&gt;wallowed by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(ahh.. enough of tis Shakespear thingy.. back to da point)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, friendships seem to fly around like flyers in an anarchy propaganda..&lt;br /&gt;it's constantly alternating itself like a changeling in a X-Men movie =.=&lt;br /&gt;friends are now expendable, like garbage in a .. garbage bin ~.~&lt;br /&gt;the world seem to be filled &amp;amp; stuffed with self-righteous people&lt;br /&gt;thinking dat they're better than the rest,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these people, are the real fuckin scums of this crumbling society&lt;br /&gt;the only reasons they have friends is bcoz it'll benefit themselves..&lt;br /&gt;once their friends' liability runs dry, they'll throw them out faster than yesterday's sour milk&lt;br /&gt;they're self-centered,  arrogant, and any other adjectives dat describe assholes&lt;br /&gt;they seem to think da whole world revolves around them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the worst part,&lt;br /&gt;these people wouldn't lift a finger to uphold responsibility&lt;br /&gt;they'd just push it to sumone else,&lt;br /&gt;frequently to those people they call friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a kind reminder to those people out there,&lt;br /&gt;" YOU WILL BURN IN HELL"&lt;br /&gt;and i'll make sure of dat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. and one more thing people nowadays neglect to do..&lt;br /&gt;keeping their promises..&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of people giving out fake assurances, giving false hopes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't promises mean anything to you people out there??!&lt;br /&gt;promises are pretty important in my life..&lt;br /&gt;no shitting u there.. ~.~&lt;br /&gt;if i ever gave a promise,&lt;br /&gt;i WILL keep it,&lt;br /&gt;however hard it may seem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in da medieval ages, if ever u don't keep ur vows,&lt;br /&gt;u'd probably get ur throat slit,&lt;br /&gt;today, bcoz of the studpi so called "law",&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing we can do,&lt;br /&gt;since murder is illegal =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people like me would juz have to suck it up&lt;br /&gt;with a daily dose of tranquilisers &amp;amp; anti-depressants..&lt;br /&gt;whenever sumone breaks their promise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean.. c'mon la..&lt;br /&gt;u made da promise, den u muz keep it ma..&lt;br /&gt;it's juz... umm.. dishonorable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it stings da most when da promises come from ur friends themselves&lt;br /&gt;if it came from a total stranger,&lt;br /&gt;i'd probably go like,&lt;br /&gt;"ah, wad da hell, i don't even know him anyway.."&lt;br /&gt;but if a friend breaks a promise,&lt;br /&gt;i'd go like,&lt;br /&gt;"argh, WADDA HELL??! i wish i haven't known him!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, people please..&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT simply make a promise if u don't intend to keep it..&lt;br /&gt;it's juz disgraceful,&lt;br /&gt;.. dat is .. to urself  ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. God do not give redemption to those who do not seek it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-1796416795081708742?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/1796416795081708742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=1796416795081708742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/1796416795081708742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/1796416795081708742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2007/12/hole-in-one-part-duex.html' title='Hole in one (part duex) ^^'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-2052191720689359224</id><published>2007-11-26T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T01:20:53.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hole in one</title><content type='html'>"d' you know what i hate the most?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(with Clive Owen's sarcastic tone in Shoot Em' Up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;well, there are several stuff dat realli pisses me off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yes.. ACTUALLY pissing me off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and i'm not da type of guy dat gets pissed off quite easily&lt;br /&gt;... figuratively speaking..&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;topping da list would be how some ppl could take&lt;br /&gt;such a friggin long time to reply a simple msg..&lt;br /&gt;be it from msn of text msges..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how hard would it to lift ur fingers and use ur brain&lt;br /&gt;for not even one minute!!&lt;br /&gt;would it kill u to reply a simple fuckin message immediately after u received it??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, people who are away or dun have their cells wiz them are EXCUSABLE&lt;br /&gt;what really pisses me off is ppl who saw ur msg&lt;br /&gt;or heard da msg tone go off..&lt;br /&gt;and still DON'T bother to scroll over and read it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we'll have to wait like for hours before a reply is received..&lt;br /&gt;and dats when those ppl are in da "mood" to reply ur msges..&lt;br /&gt;friggin annoying u know??&lt;br /&gt;are those ppl like 5 years old?&lt;br /&gt;pls la.. grow up..&lt;br /&gt;coordinating ur daily actions by ur mood..&lt;br /&gt;dats juz pathetic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this goes especially to da guys..&lt;br /&gt;i have a few names in mind..&lt;br /&gt;but i better keep it to myself&lt;br /&gt;in case someone decides to start stalking me&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gals.. reli dun have a prob replyin u a.s.a.p.&lt;br /&gt;however there are some dat fall in da former group..&lt;br /&gt;again.. u wont get any names outta me&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys shud really clean up their acts..&lt;br /&gt;acting  all cool &amp;amp; mature in front of gals and childish/slobbish behind their backs&lt;br /&gt;really won't cut it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually, u'll go to hell&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm criticizing this coz i'm not one of them..&lt;br /&gt;go ahead and ask anyone..&lt;br /&gt;i always reply ppl's msger as fast as possible..&lt;br /&gt;or at least i try..&lt;br /&gt;and again.. if i dun reply ur msges..&lt;br /&gt;means either i'm away or sleepin..&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;and in da case text msges..&lt;br /&gt;its bcoz my cell is outta battery..&lt;br /&gt;or my credit has run dry&lt;br /&gt;i have my cell on me almost 24/7&lt;br /&gt;hell, i even sleep with my cell under my pillow&lt;br /&gt;~.~&lt;br /&gt;so, there's really no other reason i dun reply ppl's&lt;br /&gt;msges immediately..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for this reason,  i have the right to criticize..&lt;br /&gt;there's a saying to this..&lt;br /&gt;"u have da right to criticize other ppl's actions as long as u're not doin it urself"&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing dat bugs me alot are friends..&lt;br /&gt;okay okay..&lt;br /&gt;before u guys jump to conclusions and start wiz da remarks..&lt;br /&gt;hear me out first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends.. can't live with them, can't live without them..&lt;br /&gt;or so da saying goes&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make this umm..&lt;br /&gt;more understandable..&lt;br /&gt;i'll create a makeshift scenario..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.. picture this.. a group of buddies.. school buddies...&lt;br /&gt;lets make it a group of.. say.. six&lt;br /&gt;and they are good friends too..&lt;br /&gt;goin on outings tgt.. bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;*note: da group consists of mixed genders, numerical values... up to ur imagination^^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so these 6 friends..&lt;br /&gt;each of them have other friends too of coz...&lt;br /&gt;some related to da group, most not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lets say a person in da group suggests an outing...&lt;br /&gt;umm.. in a school holiday.. and no one in da group is busy or anything...&lt;br /&gt;so da person.. da organizer.. he.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lets make it a "he" =x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he took da liberty to make da calls and contacts..&lt;br /&gt;juz for a proper, genuine, sincere outing between friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after he made da calls,&lt;br /&gt;lets say dat 4 of da 5 ppl in da group agrees..&lt;br /&gt;and da 5th one.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(usually a guy)&lt;/span&gt; said no..&lt;br /&gt;and da reason, "no mood la"&lt;br /&gt;and just bcoz of him da whole outing was canceled..&lt;br /&gt;it was either all of them or none of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me now how would u feel if u were da organizer..&lt;br /&gt;u were in a good mood, looking forward to a fun outing with ur friends..&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly bcoz of one guy.. ur plan goes down da drain..&lt;br /&gt;tell me now how is dat even justifiable??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shudn't friends like.. have each other's backs..&lt;br /&gt;fulfill each other's demands.. or even at least try??&lt;br /&gt;if there's a really good reason.. like someone died.. or smth..&lt;br /&gt;it would certainly be excusable..&lt;br /&gt;but "no mood" ???!&lt;br /&gt;wad da fuck is with dat?&lt;br /&gt;u can't even accompany ur friends..&lt;br /&gt;bcoz u dun have da "mood"&lt;br /&gt;well, u can go screw urself den..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and one more thing..&lt;br /&gt;somehow.. da world's full of people who take friendships really lightly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(or some other adjective dat coincides with da word lightly =x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can tell u this..&lt;br /&gt;u all are goin to hell&lt;br /&gt;no joke on dat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R0mtd3GRzFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PVcM0kgmn3c/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R0mtd3GRzFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PVcM0kgmn3c/s320/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136827578510855250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as homer simpson would say..&lt;br /&gt;"SO LONG LOSERS!!"&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.. before i forget..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nickcls.blogspot.com/2007/11/18th-lets-just-skip-moment-when-clock.html"&gt;nick's&lt;/a&gt; bday was juz last week..&lt;br /&gt;so happy 18th bday to him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mine was 3 days before his&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;my bday isn't a good thing..&lt;br /&gt;there's a deep dark secret running in my family about my birth date&lt;br /&gt;so, dats all u're getting out from me..&lt;br /&gt;if this was futher discussed,&lt;br /&gt;it would spark a controversy so big in my family..&lt;br /&gt;i might have to change my name&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, good night &amp;amp; good riddance&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-2052191720689359224?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/2052191720689359224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=2052191720689359224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/2052191720689359224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/2052191720689359224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2007/11/hole-in-one.html' title='Hole in one'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R0mtd3GRzFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PVcM0kgmn3c/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-2769572059800415626</id><published>2007-11-18T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T22:32:26.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jimmy Eat World &amp; so much more</title><content type='html'>First thing's first,&lt;br /&gt;many many apologies for updating my blog after one month...&lt;br /&gt;I was very very very busy..&lt;br /&gt;I guess all da saving the world business have held me back..&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea... and there's dat stupid &amp;amp; insignificant exam..&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R0A8RxC02tI/AAAAAAAAALQ/TUq1BrPu_0g/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R0A8RxC02tI/AAAAAAAAALQ/TUq1BrPu_0g/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134169851122997970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;see  my sincere tears for not being able to update my bloggie T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Note dat the exam is still on...&lt;br /&gt;i still have my last paper to "indulge" in..&lt;br /&gt;argh.. why wouldn't time move faster..&lt;br /&gt;is it moving at all???!&lt;br /&gt;coz im bored to my toes here..&lt;br /&gt;~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last few weeks was realli stressful..&lt;br /&gt;ignoring my obligation to save the world,&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;the exams really took its toll on my sanity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, master lee was mostly the reason of my.. i mean everyone's stress..&lt;br /&gt;after all da exams, she would go like&lt;br /&gt;"ahh.. my 1 mark gone d.. T.T"&lt;br /&gt;den i would be like..&lt;br /&gt;"phew, 5 marks.. thank God it wasn't 50"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was taking physics instead of bio...&lt;br /&gt;so, the timetable was all "physic-ky"&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;a total mess &amp;amp; super hard to understand&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this subject on tis day...&lt;br /&gt;and a totally different one on the other...&lt;br /&gt;which means i had to cramp everthing in my limited-capacity brain&lt;br /&gt;even before the exam starts!!!&lt;br /&gt;its like forcing a 0.5 Tera bytes of ... *ahem ... anything..&lt;br /&gt;into a 1 gb hard disk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*i know there's no sure thing as a 1gb hard disk.. im juz making a point =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;okay.. back to da reason i started tis post..&lt;br /&gt;I WAS REALLI REALLI REALLI BORED..&lt;br /&gt;man, if human had a capacity of boredom,&lt;br /&gt;mine right now would exceed like 1 x 10^9999999999999 of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to post abt totally irrelevant stuff..&lt;br /&gt;stuff dat i like of coz..&lt;br /&gt;MUSIC!&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately there's been an outbreak of new albums..&lt;br /&gt;good, quality albums i might add..&lt;br /&gt;and i can tell u this,&lt;br /&gt;these new songs have definitely helped wiz da exam stress goin all about..&lt;br /&gt;hell, i'd write da whole lyric of a song in my general paper&lt;br /&gt;if it had any relevance in da topic&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music is like drugs&lt;br /&gt;it makes u high&lt;br /&gt;helps u cope wiz stress&lt;br /&gt;and u'll get addicted to it&lt;br /&gt;and all the teenagers are "doin" it right now..&lt;br /&gt;~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only difference between drugs &amp;amp; music&lt;br /&gt;is dat&lt;br /&gt;if u're doin drugs, ur parents would certainly yell at u..&lt;br /&gt;but if u're doin music, ur parents would still yell at u,&lt;br /&gt;but u cant realli hear them cound u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first off the long line of new album's is..&lt;br /&gt;"The Shade Of Poison Trees" by Dashboard Confessional...&lt;br /&gt;whoa.. dat was a mouthful..&lt;br /&gt;~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R0BB7BC02uI/AAAAAAAAALY/-YZY2M9QxTA/s1600-h/dashboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R0BB7BC02uI/AAAAAAAAALY/-YZY2M9QxTA/s320/dashboard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134176057350740706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tracks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clean Breaks&lt;br /&gt;Fever Dreams&lt;br /&gt;I Light My Own Fires Now&lt;br /&gt;Keep Watch for the Mines&lt;br /&gt;Little Bombs&lt;br /&gt;Matters of Blood and Connection&lt;br /&gt;The Rush&lt;br /&gt;The Shade of Poison Trees&lt;br /&gt;These Bones&lt;br /&gt;Thick As Thieves&lt;br /&gt;Where There's Gold..&lt;br /&gt;Widows Peak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;all i can say about tis album is dat its subtle..&lt;br /&gt;in a Dashboard Confessional kinda way..&lt;br /&gt;realli not what i was expecting after listened to&lt;br /&gt;da preview track "Thick As Thieves"&lt;br /&gt;too bad its so short..&lt;br /&gt;only a lil' over 2.5 minutes&lt;br /&gt;the album is definitely for all da emo fans out there&lt;br /&gt;which means it doesn't suit me well..&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;next,&lt;br /&gt;we have Jimmy Eat World's&lt;br /&gt;"Chase This Light"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R0BG5hC02vI/AAAAAAAAALg/iJSbT9lwJ1g/s1600-h/chase-this-light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R0BG5hC02vI/AAAAAAAAALg/iJSbT9lwJ1g/s320/chase-this-light.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134181529139075826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tracks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big Casino&lt;br /&gt;Carry You&lt;br /&gt;Chase This Light&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy&lt;br /&gt;Electable (Give It Up)&lt;br /&gt;Feeling Lucky&lt;br /&gt;Firefight&lt;br /&gt;Gotta Be Somebody's Blues&lt;br /&gt;Here It Goes&lt;br /&gt;Let It Happen&lt;br /&gt;Like She'll Always Be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;all i can say is&lt;br /&gt;this is one of the BEST albums i've ever heard so far..&lt;br /&gt;the music was in its own genre..&lt;br /&gt;the lyrics were brilliant&lt;br /&gt;and the songs were addictive..&lt;br /&gt;no one should ever miss out on listening to this album..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da 3rd album is&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa Carlton's "Heroes &amp;amp; Thieves"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R0BJoBC02wI/AAAAAAAAALo/BouYUVnWY4k/s1600-h/VanessaCarlton_HeroesAndThieves_Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R0BJoBC02wI/AAAAAAAAALo/BouYUVnWY4k/s320/VanessaCarlton_HeroesAndThieves_Cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134184527026248450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tracks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        Come Undone&lt;br /&gt;      Fools Like Me&lt;br /&gt;      Hands On Me&lt;br /&gt;      Heroes &amp;amp; Thieves&lt;br /&gt;      Home&lt;br /&gt;      More Than This&lt;br /&gt;      My Best&lt;br /&gt;      Nolita Fairytale&lt;br /&gt;      Spring Street&lt;br /&gt;      The One&lt;br /&gt;      This Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;this album was nice,&lt;br /&gt;not top notch,&lt;br /&gt;but certainly worth listening..&lt;br /&gt;master lee was spammin tis album..&lt;br /&gt;so, i have nothing else to say&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;"On A Clear Night" by Missy Higgins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R0BK2RC02xI/AAAAAAAAALw/-fqq3A9vWw0/s1600-h/Missy-Higgins-On-A-Clear-Night-397743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R0BK2RC02xI/AAAAAAAAALw/-fqq3A9vWw0/s320/Missy-Higgins-On-A-Clear-Night-397743.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134185871351012114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tracks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;100 Round the Bends&lt;br /&gt;Angela&lt;br /&gt;Forgive Me&lt;br /&gt;Going North&lt;br /&gt;Peachy&lt;br /&gt;Secret&lt;br /&gt;Steer&lt;br /&gt;Sugar Cane&lt;br /&gt;The Wrong Girl&lt;br /&gt;Warm Whispers&lt;br /&gt;Where I Stood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;this was a nice album too,&lt;br /&gt;part country part emo..&lt;br /&gt;tis album was already out early tis year..&lt;br /&gt;though i juz discovered it.. ZzZ&lt;br /&gt;eh.. who cares..  nice can liao la&lt;br /&gt;sheesh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tis concludes my current post..&lt;br /&gt;sry for da lack of pics..&lt;br /&gt;i lazy use my photoshop CS3&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-2769572059800415626?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/2769572059800415626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=2769572059800415626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/2769572059800415626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/2769572059800415626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2007/11/jimmy-eat-world-so-much-more.html' title='Jimmy Eat World &amp; so much more'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/R0A8RxC02tI/AAAAAAAAALQ/TUq1BrPu_0g/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-1594948449560078136</id><published>2007-10-13T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T20:34:27.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guy who lurvessssss his country.. XD</title><content type='html'>Regarding my previous post...&lt;br /&gt;it would seem to others like i despise my country or smth..&lt;br /&gt;but i can tell u here &amp;amp; now...&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE my country...&lt;br /&gt;not LOVE love&lt;br /&gt;but more like LURVE love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(wads da difference?.. i'll never know..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hell, i love my country so much,&lt;br /&gt;i'm willing to put our national flag in my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxC0mespneI/AAAAAAAAALI/EYDWOHsxfLo/s1600-h/Malaysia_flag.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxC0mespneI/AAAAAAAAALI/EYDWOHsxfLo/s320/Malaysia_flag.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120791349488623074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dun u feel gemilang juz by looking at da jalurs??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and i loveee my country sooo much..&lt;br /&gt;dat i'm willing to put the pic of our current PM in my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;on second thought... better not.. ~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;ok.. i may not be THAT patriotic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;at least i admit dat i love my country...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;i juz hate da people running it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;=x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;as jessica simpson would put it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;i L-O-L-O-L-O-V-EE malaysia~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;for da final proof of my love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;i would even post tis ridiculous video below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br 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XD'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxC0mespneI/AAAAAAAAALI/EYDWOHsxfLo/s72-c/Malaysia_flag.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-6616584467168010587</id><published>2007-10-13T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T16:48:26.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3...2....1... Lift-off!!</title><content type='html'>As u all shud've known by now,&lt;br /&gt;our first m'sian astronaut is high up in the depths of space...&lt;br /&gt;~.~&lt;br /&gt;well, not really....&lt;br /&gt;they're only managed to get as far as to da&lt;br /&gt;International Space Station (ISS)&lt;br /&gt;... which is abt 160km from Earth&lt;br /&gt;eh... at least they got higher than da Petronas Twin Towers kae?&lt;br /&gt;dats something to be proud of, right?&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBBDuspnQI/AAAAAAAAAJY/V2K_cpFCNrw/s1600-h/rocket2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBBDuspnQI/AAAAAAAAAJY/V2K_cpFCNrw/s320/rocket2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120664308650974466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hmm.... i wonder.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Meet our  two fly boys..&lt;br /&gt;One is Dr. Dunowad and the other shud be Mr. StillDunowad&lt;br /&gt;if u ask me..&lt;br /&gt;i duno why da hell the m'sian gov decided to send a "dr." &amp;amp; a "mr." up there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBCjuspnRI/AAAAAAAAAJg/CcQPTP_jOPY/s1600-h/astronauts.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBCjuspnRI/AAAAAAAAAJg/CcQPTP_jOPY/s320/astronauts.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120665957918416146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;da guy on da right shud be dr. dunowad&lt;br /&gt;and da left.. mr. stilldunowad&lt;br /&gt;(and i think one of them is trying to steal Ghey Foo's yengness pose)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i think these were da guys dat hijacked da Russian&lt;br /&gt;space craft to reach da ISS&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, something's fishy abt those two...&lt;br /&gt;notice da resemblance?&lt;br /&gt;they seem like they're both from a same race..&lt;br /&gt;which starts wiz a "M"...&lt;br /&gt;and i'm wondering why m'sia wouldn't send someone&lt;br /&gt;from a race dat starts wiz a "C"...&lt;br /&gt;or an "I"&lt;br /&gt;it sounds much better anyway..&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz kidding...&lt;br /&gt;they juz "borrowed" it... okay?&lt;br /&gt;or better still... "tumpang-ed"&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, they lifted-off sometime tis week&lt;br /&gt;wednesday.. if im not mistaken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i duno how da flight went&lt;br /&gt;coz i DON'T... i repeat... DON'T EVER&lt;br /&gt;read da local papers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;courtesy of nicky san's &lt;a href="http://www.nickcls.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;i found out dat its a 11 day trip for da duo&lt;br /&gt;and da space craft is named "Soyuz"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i'm sure da name's from a fusion of malay n russian)&lt;br /&gt;~.~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i DON'T read da papers...&lt;br /&gt;i'm still baffled of their mission n purpose up there..&lt;br /&gt;its not like those two have da skills to maintain da ISS&lt;br /&gt;or maybe they're on a secret mission opted by our PM..&lt;br /&gt;to take space-view spy pics of our rival countries!!&lt;br /&gt;... like s'pore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBHw-spnSI/AAAAAAAAAJo/eKuwoM1iDXI/s1600-h/m%3Bisa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBHw-spnSI/AAAAAAAAAJo/eKuwoM1iDXI/s320/m%3Bisa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120671683109821730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wadda??!.. i only see a d**k shaped country..&lt;br /&gt;oh, oh there it is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;imagine them each "smuggling" a 5 megapixel camera up in da ISS&lt;br /&gt;den secretly taking "distinct" pics of our rival countries...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;whoa.. it would be like a 007 movie...&lt;br /&gt;m'sia taking part in international espionage&lt;br /&gt;zzz...&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i took da above pic from Google Earth... duh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe..&lt;br /&gt;their utmost important mission is&lt;br /&gt;to research how m'sian foods taste in outer space...&lt;br /&gt;one great idea from basara yi&lt;br /&gt;is to see whether da nasi lemak will "cao sui"&lt;br /&gt;or not in outer space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBM3uspnTI/AAAAAAAAAJw/1FAR9xmmcHU/s1600-h/malaysia-nasi-lemak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBM3uspnTI/AAAAAAAAAJw/1FAR9xmmcHU/s320/malaysia-nasi-lemak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120677296632077618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;picture tis.... but floating around da ISS in zero gravity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;another food dat's a possibility is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBNjespnUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_kj3ZDvp_Vc/s1600-h/roti+canai.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBNjespnUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_kj3ZDvp_Vc/s320/roti+canai.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120678048251354434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;try making tis at zero gravity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;agine them trying to canai da roti without gravity..&lt;br /&gt;da dough would juz fly around da space station..&lt;br /&gt;and without a grill...&lt;br /&gt;how would they cook it?&lt;br /&gt;maybe they could use da after burners underneath da rocket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBPeespnVI/AAAAAAAAAKA/u9xOAKYofvA/s1600-h/mbfww.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBPeespnVI/AAAAAAAAAKA/u9xOAKYofvA/s320/mbfww.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120680161375264082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;got da idea??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and by far da craziest idea i've got is&lt;br /&gt;experimenting on how to make teh tarik at zero gravity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBQR-spnWI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Cp2hI6KUtXI/s1600-h/malaysians-space-teh-tarik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBQR-spnWI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Cp2hI6KUtXI/s320/malaysians-space-teh-tarik.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120681046138527074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;see? even da comic guys think alike..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;boy... da guys at da ISS is gonna be soooo pissed...&lt;br /&gt;well, thank God its only an 11 day mission..&lt;br /&gt;... or is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the m'sian gov spent abt  RM9mil on this whole project..&lt;br /&gt;which accorning to gingy lee,&lt;br /&gt;would provide over 30 scholarships for well deserving students&lt;br /&gt;like her...&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;da whole 9mil... juz to prove dat we CAN send&lt;br /&gt;our people to outer space...&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;(there's always a but..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did we say anything abt bringing them bek down???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm.. oops...&lt;br /&gt;or in other words... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;alamak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Pak Lah would call in a sudden press conference saying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBSDespnXI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/rvwu9NqCBOs/s1600-h/Datuk-Seri-Abdullah-Bin-Haji-Ahmad-Badawi-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBSDespnXI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/rvwu9NqCBOs/s320/Datuk-Seri-Abdullah-Bin-Haji-Ahmad-Badawi-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120682996053679474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"itu sembilan juta hanya untuk satu hala saje??! A-LA-MAK!!"&lt;br /&gt;*hits his forehead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And soon, those two smiley faces of our proud fly boys&lt;br /&gt;would suddenly turn green...&lt;br /&gt;~.~&lt;br /&gt;with da words "WTF" written all over them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;after dat..&lt;br /&gt;Mahathir would step in for situation control..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBTiuspnYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/yd_7cGCykPI/s1600-h/_38287040_mahathir_badawi300ap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBTiuspnYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/yd_7cGCykPI/s320/_38287040_mahathir_badawi300ap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120684632436219266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"kami akan cuba sedaya upaya untuk bawa mereka berdua balik dengan selamat"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;giving his usual reassuring and inspiring speech&lt;br /&gt;... of false hopes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a decade or so..&lt;br /&gt;they would have found out a way to bring them back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBUquspnZI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-hf0MkZvasE/s1600-h/Abdullah_Badawi_2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBUquspnZI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-hf0MkZvasE/s320/Abdullah_Badawi_2004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120685869386800530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" kami bercadang menggunakan tali yang panjang-panjang untuk tarik mereka balik "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dat time,&lt;br /&gt;da guy's faces up there would turn even greener..&lt;br /&gt;@.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBZ1espncI/AAAAAAAAAK4/7QaI2eR0RdQ/s1600-h/space-station-iss-orbit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBZ1espncI/AAAAAAAAAK4/7QaI2eR0RdQ/s320/space-station-iss-orbit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120691551628533186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way...&lt;br /&gt;according to basara yi,&lt;br /&gt;spacemen in da US is called astronauts..&lt;br /&gt;in Rusia, they're called cosmonauts&lt;br /&gt;in M'sia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wiz both basara yi's n mine combine,&lt;br /&gt;our "indegenius" minds came out wiz da term..&lt;br /&gt;"CAN-NAUTS"&lt;br /&gt;aka..&lt;br /&gt;"kenots"&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u'll get the point...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBa_-spndI/AAAAAAAAALA/aV3X-H6z3SQ/s1600-h/Gaya-Angkasawan-Malaysia-2020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBa_-spndI/AAAAAAAAALA/aV3X-H6z3SQ/s320/Gaya-Angkasawan-Malaysia-2020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120692831528787410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MISSION CONTROL: " umm.. 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Lift-off!!'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RxBBDuspnQI/AAAAAAAAAJY/V2K_cpFCNrw/s72-c/rocket2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-2434163173105000496</id><published>2007-10-05T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T23:44:15.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dc3d5f8043535f6e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddc3d5f8043535f6e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331672380%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DBC3C3B5453A925BB9700A2C980C95A969222F65.54A31E49FF1EA98C8D514F5EF302C28A749B375%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddc3d5f8043535f6e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dh-FzR18gaZXUcF2TiRWxEj_xfMY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddc3d5f8043535f6e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331672380%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DBC3C3B5453A925BB9700A2C980C95A969222F65.54A31E49FF1EA98C8D514F5EF302C28A749B375%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddc3d5f8043535f6e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dh-FzR18gaZXUcF2TiRWxEj_xfMY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-2434163173105000496?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dc3d5f8043535f6e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/2434163173105000496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=2434163173105000496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/2434163173105000496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/2434163173105000496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-1785715729903192049</id><published>2007-10-04T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T02:20:26.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>appropriate timing..... my arse</title><content type='html'>as u all should know by now,&lt;br /&gt;its almost the end of da year...&lt;br /&gt;and tis means exam seasons are juz around da corner&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;and dat means da holiday are too..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;first up on my list is...&lt;br /&gt;non other than da exceptionally "interesting"...&lt;br /&gt;Heroes..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RwTXSvSyb_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/08jF6dx_UP8/s320/Heroes_wallpaper2y_800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117451793532612594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis started airing September last year..&lt;br /&gt;and the impact on da American tv was phenomenal&lt;br /&gt;it was rated as one of da most viewed shows&lt;br /&gt;till now..&lt;br /&gt;it still holds da title..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a story abt people all over the world&lt;br /&gt;discovering that they have superpowers&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;u know.. da usual storyline for tis kinda shows...&lt;br /&gt;but its how da characters cope and control their powers&lt;br /&gt;dat cought everyone's attention..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for everyone who's never heard of tis show before..&lt;br /&gt;u dunno wad u're missing out on..&lt;br /&gt;watch it.&lt;br /&gt;u'll be amazed..&lt;br /&gt;~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next on my list is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RwTbV_SycAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Ai3qkSOz3QY/s1600-h/smallville-season6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RwTbV_SycAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Ai3qkSOz3QY/s320/smallville-season6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117456247413698562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u guessed it...&lt;br /&gt;smallville..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis started airing October 2001!&lt;br /&gt;and i've been following it since then..&lt;br /&gt;not missing an episode..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg..&lt;br /&gt;6 years..??!&lt;br /&gt;it really didn't feel dat long to me..&lt;br /&gt;~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;its a great show anyway..&lt;br /&gt;showcasting abt the life of superman..&lt;br /&gt;before he was superman..&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds boring, i know..&lt;br /&gt;but it has smth goin on very similar to Heroes..&lt;br /&gt;where our young Clark Kent slowly developes his powers&lt;br /&gt;learning how to control them..&lt;br /&gt;and saving a few lives in da way of coz.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd show on my list.. &lt;br /&gt;or shud i say cartoon&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: The Last Airbender&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RwT0DvSycBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/MGwBGqReIPk/s320/Book3FireVolume1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117483421671780370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;premiered on february 2005,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis is a story abt a world divided into four nations:&lt;br /&gt;the Water Tribes, the Earth Kingdom, the Fire Nation, and the Air Nomads&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;and in each nation there are people with the ability&lt;br /&gt;to control and manipulate their native elements&lt;br /&gt;and in each generation, there exist sumone called "the Avatar",&lt;br /&gt;able to control all four element..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a war breaks out bet. da fire nation n all the others..&lt;br /&gt;n the avatar comes to preserve da balance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note dat da above is only a very very very very&lt;br /&gt;brief version of da summary..&lt;br /&gt;there's still lots of stuff in the whole storyline dat im&lt;br /&gt;lazy to type out..&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. : tis is NOT an adaption from da anime Naruto..&lt;br /&gt;   ishx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e369febddd518655" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De369febddd518655%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331672380%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5B1BAA70A25643CB6DFC1A0CC7FC4D99CE655416.13A1D0B9B59F71E4A3CDF4C588762A5195D9AC25%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De369febddd518655%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dc_K0Mfwotm_utUOKNX0Kkdrv_cI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De369febddd518655%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331672380%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5B1BAA70A25643CB6DFC1A0CC7FC4D99CE655416.13A1D0B9B59F71E4A3CDF4C588762A5195D9AC25%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De369febddd518655%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dc_K0Mfwotm_utUOKNX0Kkdrv_cI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least...&lt;br /&gt;da one show i consider da most original production ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RwT-E_SycDI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/JM6oUik3EXQ/s1600-h/supernatural.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RwT-E_SycDI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/JM6oUik3EXQ/s320/supernatural.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117494438262894642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a story abt two brothers..&lt;br /&gt;with da obligation to hunt down everything evil&lt;br /&gt;dats not supposed to exist in tis world&lt;br /&gt;things like demons... vampires... lycanthropes... evil spirits aka ghosts..&lt;br /&gt;and YES..&lt;br /&gt;they can hunt n kill ghosts..&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;along da way,&lt;br /&gt;solving da mystery of one of da brother&lt;br /&gt;having psychic abilities...&lt;br /&gt;and in da end foiling da plans&lt;br /&gt;of a demon...&lt;br /&gt;of conquering da world..&lt;br /&gt;of coz&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and note tis..&lt;br /&gt;tis show is way way way&lt;br /&gt;cooler than ghostbusters...&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RwT9v_SycCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/EjaH8j4yWoU/s1600-h/Ghostbusters_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RwT9v_SycCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/EjaH8j4yWoU/s320/Ghostbusters_1024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117494077485641762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tis concludes my post&lt;br /&gt;abt da four tv shows dat will fail me in my exams&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-1785715729903192049?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/1785715729903192049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=1785715729903192049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/1785715729903192049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/1785715729903192049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2007/10/appropriate-timing-my-arse.html' title='appropriate timing..... my arse'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RwTXSvSyb_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/08jF6dx_UP8/s72-c/Heroes_wallpaper2y_800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-199175846577275020</id><published>2007-09-29T18:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T19:12:42.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>again... try pawning tis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rv4yqVbtaFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/224-mFT14Kk/s1600-h/aa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rv4yqVbtaFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/224-mFT14Kk/s400/aa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115581929628723282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;count da decimal places of da score above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rv4yzFbtaGI/AAAAAAAAAIo/a6eSIlpWBgk/s1600-h/highscore+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rv4yzFbtaGI/AAAAAAAAAIo/a6eSIlpWBgk/s320/highscore+7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115582079952578658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and compare it wiz tis one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da pics say it all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-199175846577275020?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/199175846577275020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=199175846577275020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/199175846577275020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/199175846577275020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2007/09/again-try-pawning-tis.html' title='again... try pawning tis'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rv4yqVbtaFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/224-mFT14Kk/s72-c/aa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-1045335937606631644</id><published>2007-09-29T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T19:00:18.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>adddictive destressing tools</title><content type='html'>stress keeping u down?&lt;br /&gt;no worries..&lt;br /&gt;there a remedy dats sure to bring u up and&lt;br /&gt;running again XD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rv2lcVbtZ-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/AeBj5kaYVVE/s1600-h/untitled6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rv2lcVbtZ-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/AeBj5kaYVVE/s320/untitled6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115426657971038178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a flash game&lt;br /&gt;calles Winterbells...&lt;br /&gt;...i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd while i was stressing&lt;br /&gt;on my chem as exams were around da corner,&lt;br /&gt;dat SEI ban kheng &amp;amp; his accomplice&lt;br /&gt;gingy lee a.k.a. SEI wendli&lt;br /&gt;spammed me tis link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ywlt.com/flash/0bells.swf"&gt; http://ywlt.com/flash/0bells.swf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i first opened it..&lt;br /&gt;i tot it was kinda lame..&lt;br /&gt;and when i started playing it..&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;it WAS kinda lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do u play it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rv2myFbtZ_I/AAAAAAAAAHw/ke1hXPYiEjk/s1600-h/untitled7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rv2myFbtZ_I/AAAAAAAAAHw/ke1hXPYiEjk/s320/untitled7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115428131144820722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple&lt;br /&gt;u have full control of an over-excited rabbit..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; u juz nid move ur mouse to jump ur rabbit&lt;br /&gt;from one bell to another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds easy?&lt;br /&gt;try it..&lt;br /&gt;i dare u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rv2nZlbtaAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/YYbA5YkZjHU/s1600-h/untitled1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rv2nZlbtaAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/YYbA5YkZjHU/s320/untitled1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115428809749653506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u start out on the ground, jumping up to touch da bells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rv2nk1btaBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/67RGy5Qr--0/s1600-h/untitled2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rv2nk1btaBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/67RGy5Qr--0/s320/untitled2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115429003023181842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in between, u'll find moving birdies which would double ur current score&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rv2nyFbtaCI/AAAAAAAAAII/fsM7Wp-dgwo/s1600-h/untitled3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rv2nyFbtaCI/AAAAAAAAAII/fsM7Wp-dgwo/s320/untitled3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115429230656448546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the higher u get, the bells grow smaller &amp;amp; da distances bet. them grow bigger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rv2oDlbtaDI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/7IrtLSUk580/s1600-h/untitled4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rv2oDlbtaDI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/7IrtLSUk580/s320/untitled4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115429531304159282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in the end, if u fall down, there's nth else u can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;if da high-ness of jumping a rabbit up &amp;amp; up &amp;amp; up&lt;br /&gt;doesn't get u destressed,&lt;br /&gt;the damn annoying song would certainly do da trick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S. : can anyone beat my high score of 49mil?? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-1045335937606631644?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/1045335937606631644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=1045335937606631644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/1045335937606631644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/1045335937606631644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2007/09/adddictive-destressing-tools.html' title='adddictive destressing tools'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rv2lcVbtZ-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/AeBj5kaYVVE/s72-c/untitled6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-2920064272617857241</id><published>2007-09-28T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T21:12:52.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the harsh reality of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tis happened today by total accident..&lt;br /&gt;while i was hoping some lame music video&lt;br /&gt;on mtv would help me fill my time tis evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however,&lt;br /&gt;wad i got was more than a girl singing&lt;br /&gt;while dancing wiz an umbrella&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the program dat was on..&lt;br /&gt;was totally unexpected&lt;br /&gt;and it was more than just a mere show&lt;br /&gt;to me,&lt;br /&gt;it was like a shot of awareness&lt;br /&gt;of the harsh reality around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was  a showcase of mtv's artiste of the month,&lt;br /&gt;James Blunt...&lt;br /&gt;and his return to Kosovo after seven years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rvz9ulbtZ9I/AAAAAAAAAHg/HE8_v5dNm4g/s1600-h/33_james_blunt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rvz9ulbtZ9I/AAAAAAAAAHg/HE8_v5dNm4g/s320/33_james_blunt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115242253550184402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first,&lt;br /&gt;a little history..&lt;br /&gt;to shed a little light on his reasons to do so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the liberation of Kosovo&lt;br /&gt;from the Serbians&lt;br /&gt;by the NATO forces&lt;br /&gt;was commenced in 1999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the people of Kosovo&lt;br /&gt;was exploited, murdered, and mass masacred&lt;br /&gt;by the Serb forces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rvz2OlbtZ6I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Jr8Zsi3eS1E/s1600-h/strip.graves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rvz2OlbtZ6I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Jr8Zsi3eS1E/s320/strip.graves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115234007212976034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Blunt served as a captain&lt;br /&gt;in the British Royal Armed Forces&lt;br /&gt;at dat time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was one of the first NATO battalion dat&lt;br /&gt;entered Kosovo&lt;br /&gt;leading 30,000 men on the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rvz2zVbtZ7I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/lW65Y4ilF7w/s1600-h/300px-Uaz_kosovo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rvz2zVbtZ7I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/lW65Y4ilF7w/s320/300px-Uaz_kosovo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115234638573168562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATO forces managed to push back the Serbian&lt;br /&gt;military.&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;the aftermath was irreversible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rvz3B1btZ8I/AAAAAAAAAHY/3DDPW7_brIw/s1600-h/300px-Intolerance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rvz3B1btZ8I/AAAAAAAAAHY/3DDPW7_brIw/s320/300px-Intolerance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115234887681271746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;back to his return to Kosovo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;as his jet touched down on the Pristina airstrip,&lt;br /&gt;the two worlds of James Blunt (that of international pop star&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;that of a former British Army Captain)&lt;br /&gt;came together for a unique, emotional experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the artist reunites with&lt;br /&gt;several of the young Albanian interpreters&lt;br /&gt;who had worked with his troop&lt;br /&gt;during the liberation of Kosovo.&lt;br /&gt;together they retrace their steps,&lt;br /&gt;visiting several outlying towns&lt;br /&gt;James the solider was charged with protecting,&lt;br /&gt;including the site of a mass grave his unit&lt;br /&gt;happened to stumble upon during his time there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rvz1pFbtZ4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/3ZmtHrPiKJg/s1600-h/kosovo-016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rvz1pFbtZ4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/3ZmtHrPiKJg/s320/kosovo-016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115233362967881602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during his visit,&lt;br /&gt;James did a special performance&lt;br /&gt;for the NATO troops still station there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rvz2IVbtZ5I/AAAAAAAAAHA/JGWL2KzcbaI/s1600-h/pict_James-Blunt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rvz2IVbtZ5I/AAAAAAAAAHA/JGWL2KzcbaI/s320/pict_James-Blunt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115233899838793618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sharp contrast between Kosovo&lt;br /&gt;past&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;present&lt;br /&gt;reveals a country much changed&lt;br /&gt;and improved through the efforts of NATO troops,&lt;br /&gt;yet remains possessed&lt;br /&gt;by a distinct haunting rawness&lt;br /&gt;from the still-recent atrocities committed there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there's no doubt dat things would be much worse&lt;br /&gt;without the help of the NATO forces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0xxLfsZmD9M"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0xxLfsZmD9M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;last checkpoint of James Blunt's trip to Kosovo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i urge u guys to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;visit tis link and read da comments below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0xxLfsZmD9M"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0xxLfsZmD9M&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it juz shows da harsh reality of human nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; last of all&lt;br /&gt;hope u are able to catch&lt;br /&gt;James Blunt's Return To Kosovo&lt;br /&gt;either on mtv or tru da net&lt;br /&gt;its realli an eye-opener,&lt;br /&gt;trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-2920064272617857241?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/2920064272617857241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=2920064272617857241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/2920064272617857241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/2920064272617857241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2007/09/harsh-reality-of-life.html' title='the harsh reality of life'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rvz9ulbtZ9I/AAAAAAAAAHg/HE8_v5dNm4g/s72-c/33_james_blunt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-506239476037246854</id><published>2007-09-24T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T23:14:36.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformers da Game, Part Duex</title><content type='html'>after all tis time...&lt;br /&gt;after all these anticipations..&lt;br /&gt;after all these false hopes..&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally got da taste of the transformers game&lt;br /&gt;all thx to digi shang's bittorent download&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rve_ZFbtZrI/AAAAAAAAAFA/XVxY9JA0kXA/s1600-h/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rve_ZFbtZrI/AAAAAAAAAFA/XVxY9JA0kXA/s320/DSC00071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113766339578521266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;digi shang wiz his all black outfit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i can't tell u how excited i was&lt;br /&gt;to be able to play a game dat actually WORKS&lt;br /&gt;in my laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got da dvd courtesy of nicky san&lt;br /&gt;wiz digi shang's transformers durned inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and everything ran SMOOTHLY this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thank God&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvfAkFbtZsI/AAAAAAAAAFI/C6x6zgizHO4/s1600-h/DSC00245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvfAkFbtZsI/AAAAAAAAAFI/C6x6zgizHO4/s320/DSC00245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113767628068710082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;even da installation process looked strangely satisfying... xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;after all was done..&lt;br /&gt;i opened da game for da first time..&lt;br /&gt;and tought..&lt;br /&gt;" hell. im so gonna have fun wiz tis!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for da first hour,&lt;br /&gt;i was getting so high playing Bumblebee&lt;br /&gt;i was passing every mission wiz ease&lt;br /&gt;and i noticed there were time limits for some of da missions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvfQB1btZzI/AAAAAAAAAGA/HzAIAD63-uk/s1600-h/bumblebee+tire.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvfQB1btZzI/AAAAAAAAAGA/HzAIAD63-uk/s320/bumblebee+tire.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113784631844235058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eat rubber.. A-holes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvfP9FbtZyI/AAAAAAAAAF4/yPR2lHTE5JI/s1600-h/bumblebee+swordfish.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvfP9FbtZyI/AAAAAAAAAF4/yPR2lHTE5JI/s320/bumblebee+swordfish.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113784550239856418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;seafood anyone??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaaayyy..&lt;br /&gt;dats reasonable..&lt;br /&gt;a time limit could add a lil' spice into da game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on..&lt;br /&gt;i felt like all da fighting moves&lt;br /&gt;were cliche's&lt;br /&gt;there's only a 3 move combo for every robot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaayy..&lt;br /&gt;tis was unexpected..&lt;br /&gt;da lame-ness was startin to rise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while i was playin autobots..&lt;br /&gt;da damn police n army kept shooting at me!!!&lt;br /&gt;i mean..&lt;br /&gt;aren't i one of da GOOD guys??&lt;br /&gt;why da hell are u shooting at me??&lt;br /&gt;im tryin to save ur asses for crying out loud!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvfQYVbtZ2I/AAAAAAAAAGY/ZqRY-JdeflM/s1600-h/optimus+army.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvfQYVbtZ2I/AAAAAAAAAGY/ZqRY-JdeflM/s320/optimus+army.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113785018391291746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;look at those puny idiots.. ~.~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvfQcFbtZ3I/AAAAAAAAAGg/cKhNXhkBTH8/s1600-h/optimus+roof.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvfQcFbtZ3I/AAAAAAAAAGg/cKhNXhkBTH8/s320/optimus+roof.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113785082815801202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;since u're shooting at me.. i'll juz park at da roof.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den came da decepticons..&lt;br /&gt;da first level was juz a pain in the ass&lt;br /&gt;i had to shoot down 20 aircrafts while flyin in the air??!&lt;br /&gt;controlling blackout while flying was like&lt;br /&gt;teaching a monkey to ride a bike..&lt;br /&gt;but twice as hard!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now..&lt;br /&gt;da lame-ness truly revealed itself..&lt;br /&gt;almost EVERY single mission has a time limit..&lt;br /&gt;so i was passing every single level in a blink of an eye..&lt;br /&gt;as a result.. i finished da whole game in about 5 hours&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den came da sang-ing part..&lt;br /&gt;which is da only part dat i really had fun wiz tis game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's like giant props tru out da game..&lt;br /&gt;donuts...&lt;br /&gt;burgers..&lt;br /&gt;fries...&lt;br /&gt;electric guitars..&lt;br /&gt;golf bags..&lt;br /&gt;giant tires..&lt;br /&gt;and da list goes on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvfPnVbtZuI/AAAAAAAAAFY/dWTRTF9hlSU/s1600-h/barricade+baseball.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvfPnVbtZuI/AAAAAAAAAFY/dWTRTF9hlSU/s320/barricade+baseball.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113784176577701602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wreaking havoc wiz a giant baseball bat??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvfPuVbtZvI/AAAAAAAAAFg/fAtspexgSfo/s1600-h/barricade+donut.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvfPuVbtZvI/AAAAAAAAAFg/fAtspexgSfo/s320/barricade+donut.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113784296836785906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mmm.. donut...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvfP5VbtZxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/tXX9I0RDCw4/s1600-h/barricade+hotdog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvfP5VbtZxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/tXX9I0RDCw4/s320/barricade+hotdog.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113784485815346962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mmm... hotdog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvfP0FbtZwI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Cbqctu0nQbI/s1600-h/barricade+food.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvfP0FbtZwI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Cbqctu0nQbI/s320/barricade+food.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113784395621033730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can't destroy anything wiz a empty stomach...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its kinda fun seeing megatron trying to level a whole city&lt;br /&gt;wiz an electric guitar&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvfFQlbtZtI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7R68cbk8On4/s1600-h/untitled2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvfFQlbtZtI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7R68cbk8On4/s320/untitled2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113772790619399890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think i'll join&lt;/span&gt; a rockband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvfQLVbtZ1I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Wez1Z9NiwA8/s1600-h/megatron+golf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvfQLVbtZ1I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Wez1Z9NiwA8/s320/megatron+golf.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113784795052992338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;quitting da conquering-the-world business &amp;amp; getting into pro golf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvfQGlbtZ0I/AAAAAAAAAGI/5Eo-zDUCvO4/s1600-h/megatron+building.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvfQGlbtZ0I/AAAAAAAAAGI/5Eo-zDUCvO4/s320/megatron+building.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113784713448613698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what do u do when u find da tallest building??&lt;br /&gt;climb for a scenic view of coz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;some of da upside is..&lt;br /&gt;da destructable surroundings..&lt;br /&gt;maybe TOO destructable..&lt;br /&gt;the buildings seem to be made outta cardboard&lt;br /&gt;and da cars outta taufu..&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;and almost every single thing is throw-able..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all..&lt;br /&gt;do i recommend tis game??&lt;br /&gt;of coz not..&lt;br /&gt;duh....&lt;br /&gt;but for those despo's out there..&lt;br /&gt;tis is da game for u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-506239476037246854?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/506239476037246854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=506239476037246854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/506239476037246854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/506239476037246854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2007/09/transformers-da-game-part-duex.html' title='Transformers da Game, Part Duex'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Rve_ZFbtZrI/AAAAAAAAAFA/XVxY9JA0kXA/s72-c/DSC00071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-522535988562563758</id><published>2007-09-20T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T23:04:26.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis is Paramore!!!</title><content type='html'>there's nothin interesting goin on these few days&lt;br /&gt;so im posting about a cool band i&lt;br /&gt;happen to stumble upon while flippin tru mtv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is Paramore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvJohCatKRI/AAAAAAAAAEI/14HUa-NxEts/s1600-h/paramore_wp_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvJohCatKRI/AAAAAAAAAEI/14HUa-NxEts/s320/paramore_wp_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112263443812788498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting from a small rock band&lt;br /&gt;in Mississippi&lt;br /&gt;where&lt;br /&gt;local hangouts and a school talent show&lt;br /&gt;helped the young bandmembers hone&lt;br /&gt;their chops before at last moving up to gigs at area rock clubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quintet's sweet melodies&lt;br /&gt;and earnest charisma eventually&lt;br /&gt;caught the attention of&lt;br /&gt;Florida's Fueled by Ramen label, which signed the band in April 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They soon released their first album the same year&lt;br /&gt;"All We Know Is Falling"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvJp2iatKSI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/6QSDx27W59w/s1600-h/g94204xinzr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvJp2iatKSI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/6QSDx27W59w/s320/g94204xinzr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112264912691603746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Tracks:                                                           All We Know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pressure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emergency&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brighter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here We Go Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never Let This Go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conspiracy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Franklin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never really had da chance to&lt;br /&gt;enjoy tis album&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;coz i didn't dl it&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however,&lt;br /&gt;two years later..&lt;br /&gt;the band came out with a second&lt;br /&gt;chart smashing album&lt;br /&gt;"Riot!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvKLECatKWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2DIibCJSC5A/s1600-h/paramore---riot-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvKLECatKWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2DIibCJSC5A/s320/paramore---riot-.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112301428503554402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvKLLiatKXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/coIebw47xkQ/s1600-h/Paramore_Riot_CD--large-msg-118114480483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvKLLiatKXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/coIebw47xkQ/s320/Paramore_Riot_CD--large-msg-118114480483.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112301557352573298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tracks: Born For This&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crush Crush Crush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emergency&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For A Pessimist I'm Pretty Optimistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let The Flames Begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miracle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misery Business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rewind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop This Song ( Lovesick Melody )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's What You Get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Are Broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         When It Rains              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;although da band looks more to da punk genre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;really, da songs are more to the alt. rock side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvJtECatKVI/AAAAAAAAAEo/SlbenARDDos/s1600-h/116465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvJtECatKVI/AAAAAAAAAEo/SlbenARDDos/s320/116465.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112268443154721106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs not to miss out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misery Business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pressure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovesick Melody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-522535988562563758?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/522535988562563758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=522535988562563758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/522535988562563758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/522535988562563758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2007/09/tis-is-paramore.html' title='Tis is Paramore!!!'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RvJohCatKRI/AAAAAAAAAEI/14HUa-NxEts/s72-c/paramore_wp_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-8600453843452681705</id><published>2007-09-13T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T21:57:49.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anticipating Exile On Mainstream ... xD</title><content type='html'>the stuffs dat make my day...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;and tis is one of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all u matchbox twenty fans out there...&lt;br /&gt;keep ur heads high..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da legendary quartet rock band is back&lt;br /&gt;for a second shot at the music industry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after leaving the world hanging with their last album&lt;br /&gt;More Than You Think You Are..&lt;br /&gt;at year 2002,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their comeback have proven a shock for all of us fans..&lt;br /&gt;with a new look and a striking beat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their album of 2007..&lt;br /&gt;Exile On Mainstream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Ruk4Rc0uTnI/AAAAAAAAAEA/MrBgIhPY1p4/s1600-h/1000404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Ruk4Rc0uTnI/AAAAAAAAAEA/MrBgIhPY1p4/s320/1000404.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109677124674801266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis album is due on the shelves on Oct 2 2007...&lt;br /&gt;which means we still have to wait..&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however..&lt;br /&gt;they DID give out a sneak preview of a song..&lt;br /&gt;"How Far We've Come"&lt;br /&gt;and im totally addicted to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like.. the band brought their songs to a whole new tempo..&lt;br /&gt;and with Rob Thomas still as lead vocals..&lt;br /&gt;its juz a recipe for great music..&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are a list of songs in da album:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;.How Far We've Come&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt;.I'll Believe You When&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt;.All Your Reasons&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4&lt;/b&gt;.These Hard Times&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5&lt;/b&gt;.If I Fall&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6&lt;/b&gt;.Can't Let You Go&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;.Long Day&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;.Push&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;.3am&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;.Real World&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;.Back 2 Good&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;.Bent&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;.If You're Gone&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;.Mad Season&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;.Disease&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;16&lt;/b&gt;.Unwell&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;17&lt;/b&gt;.Bright Lights&lt;/p&gt;  ..&lt;br /&gt;featuring six totally brand new tracks..&lt;br /&gt;with 11 of their best tracks from da previous albums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;im sure as hell gonna be the first to get tis album..&lt;br /&gt;tru bittorrent dat is..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a closure to tis post..&lt;br /&gt;i present to u&lt;br /&gt;da music video for da song&lt;br /&gt;"How Far We've Come"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="280" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3cf11c12550cba31" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3cf11c12550cba31%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331672380%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D51CFEA6D96154C5EC6B62FEEF64E3DDD1ED676CE.26845141C4F94053587E189F01651B91347B5285%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3cf11c12550cba31%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dn1Cjg2q8fWYbrQRMD674_HDf4j0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="280" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3cf11c12550cba31%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331672380%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D51CFEA6D96154C5EC6B62FEEF64E3DDD1ED676CE.26845141C4F94053587E189F01651B91347B5285%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3cf11c12550cba31%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dn1Cjg2q8fWYbrQRMD674_HDf4j0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-8600453843452681705?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3cf11c12550cba31&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/8600453843452681705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=8600453843452681705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/8600453843452681705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/8600453843452681705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2007/09/anticipating-exile-on-mainstream-xd.html' title='anticipating Exile On Mainstream ... xD'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/Ruk4Rc0uTnI/AAAAAAAAAEA/MrBgIhPY1p4/s72-c/1000404.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-5598406155367916405</id><published>2007-09-11T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T18:41:01.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9/11</title><content type='html'>today's the tragic day,&lt;br /&gt;6 years ago...&lt;br /&gt;9th of September 2001,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day global terrorism  just turned ugly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuaNxG1OyuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/JXN-Zvh1a3M/s1600-h/911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuaNxG1OyuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/JXN-Zvh1a3M/s320/911.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108926702085393122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis day, six years ago, at about 8am (local US time)&lt;br /&gt;four Boeing commercial airliners were hijacked by 19 terrorists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuaVs21OyzI/AAAAAAAAADg/tdSQx-q_a08/s1600-h/ACF6BF1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuaVs21OyzI/AAAAAAAAADg/tdSQx-q_a08/s320/ACF6BF1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108935425163971378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two of the planes collided head on with the south and north tower&lt;br /&gt;of the New York World Trade Center&lt;br /&gt;one crashed into the Pentagon in Virginia, near Washington DC&lt;br /&gt;the last one didn't make its target...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, the passengers and crew retaliated against the hijackers&lt;br /&gt;but, tragicly..&lt;br /&gt;it crashed in a field southwest of Pennsylvania&lt;br /&gt;150 miles outside Washington DC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first airliner was American Airlines Flight 11&lt;br /&gt;five hijackers took control of the plane...&lt;br /&gt;armed with just penknives and box cutters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the plane was then steered towards New York,&lt;br /&gt;at approximately 8:46:30am&lt;br /&gt;straight into the northern side of the north WTC tower..&lt;br /&gt;between the 99th and 93rd floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when everyone tot the worst had happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after about 12 minutes to the first crash,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;United Airlines Flight 175 collided with the south tower..&lt;br /&gt;.. between the 77th and 85th floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuaSkG1OyvI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZWaW4SR46FM/s1600-h/231006spet11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuaSkG1OyvI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZWaW4SR46FM/s320/231006spet11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108931976305232626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;both towers collapsed in about an hour's time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the third airliner..&lt;br /&gt;American Airlines Flight 77&lt;br /&gt;crashed into the Pentagon at 9:37:46am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuaTgm1OywI/AAAAAAAAADI/_xUxeehbuCs/s1600-h/pentcol.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuaTgm1OywI/AAAAAAAAADI/_xUxeehbuCs/s320/pentcol.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108933015687318274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last airliner..&lt;br /&gt;Uniter Airlines Flight 93&lt;br /&gt;went down in a field near Pennsylvania at 10:03:11am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuaU4W1OyyI/AAAAAAAAADY/Qc80SQ31MLE/s1600-h/USGS_Shanksville.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuaU4W1OyyI/AAAAAAAAADY/Qc80SQ31MLE/s320/USGS_Shanksville.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108934523220839202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just the incident in New York..&lt;br /&gt;caused a fatality amount of approximately 2,603&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuaUw21OyxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/9jEu_H-lyMs/s1600-h/9-11Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuaUw21OyxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/9jEu_H-lyMs/s320/9-11Poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108934394371820306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these souls were lost in the two 110 storey towers&lt;br /&gt;as wells as both the airliners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a total of 2,974 fatalities were reported&lt;br /&gt;as a result of all the four hijackings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the culprit??&lt;br /&gt;al-Qaeda.. lead by tis good for nth asshole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuaX221Oy2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/RY9qgBLDh4g/s1600-h/Bin_laden_12_27a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuaX221Oy2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/RY9qgBLDh4g/s320/Bin_laden_12_27a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108937795985918818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;P.S. : they'll find him sooner or later.. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the aftermath??&lt;br /&gt;the world was left with burning rubbles and broken hearts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuaWQm1Oy0I/AAAAAAAAADo/zuxsyxt-aJ0/s1600-h/9-11_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuaWQm1Oy0I/AAAAAAAAADo/zuxsyxt-aJ0/s320/9-11_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108936039344294722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fear" ....&lt;br /&gt;the main purpose of these attacks..&lt;br /&gt;and terrorism..&lt;br /&gt;wasn't the major outcome of this incident..&lt;br /&gt;instead,&lt;br /&gt;it has brought the world together..&lt;br /&gt;to fight the evil called terrorism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuaXhm1Oy1I/AAAAAAAAADw/_RzKC4EgTPs/s1600-h/firemen_flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuaXhm1Oy1I/AAAAAAAAADw/_RzKC4EgTPs/s320/firemen_flag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108937430913698642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, we commemorate the innocent souls&lt;br /&gt;that were lost in this fateful day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a moment of silence&lt;br /&gt;and say a prayer&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-5598406155367916405?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/5598406155367916405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=5598406155367916405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/5598406155367916405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/5598406155367916405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2007/09/todays-tragic-day-6-years-ago.html' title='9/11'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuaNxG1OyuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/JXN-Zvh1a3M/s72-c/911.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-1046187048644820592</id><published>2007-09-10T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T22:51:11.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun at d arcade</title><content type='html'>tis is da most exhilarating and exhausting game&lt;br /&gt;u can find in the arcade... to date, of coz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuVQQW1OypI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tsiA_wA6psQ/s1600-h/2599_TimeCrisis4Logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuVQQW1OypI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tsiA_wA6psQ/s320/2599_TimeCrisis4Logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108577594258672274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thanks to basara yi and nicky san,&lt;br /&gt;i'm spamming tis game at almost a daily basis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw.. thank god there's an arcade centre at midlands&lt;br /&gt;dat's da cheapest TC4 game u'll ever find in town..&lt;br /&gt;only 2 tokens per game..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dat means i can spam twice as much&lt;br /&gt;if compared to CYC at gurney or qbay&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuVRq21OyqI/AAAAAAAAACY/TAbv_dx1dKk/s1600-h/tic4p2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuVRq21OyqI/AAAAAAAAACY/TAbv_dx1dKk/s320/tic4p2001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108579149036833442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note : tis is juz a random SS i took from google &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;today,&lt;br /&gt;we trio visited da midlands arcade again&lt;br /&gt;and basara yi spammed a "lame" pui kee game&lt;br /&gt;den.. tis happened.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuVZn21OytI/AAAAAAAAACw/EROJVlT_UTg/s1600-h/DSC00188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuVZn21OytI/AAAAAAAAACw/EROJVlT_UTg/s320/DSC00188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108587893590248146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after :  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuVUYG1OyrI/AAAAAAAAACg/QFazhDQFUIE/s1600-h/DSC00187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuVUYG1OyrI/AAAAAAAAACg/QFazhDQFUIE/s320/DSC00187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108582125449169586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes...&lt;br /&gt;da red ball thingy suddenly fell off while basara yi was spammin da game..&lt;br /&gt;it dropped and rolled around abit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and basara yi was laughing like there was no tomorrow.. lol&lt;br /&gt;and distracting me from da game ... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were compelled to laugh along too..&lt;br /&gt;and basara yi was continuing da game without da red ball thingy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wad happened to da thingy??&lt;br /&gt;nicky san took.. or should i say, stole it home..&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. tis is da end of tis post..&lt;br /&gt;im reli excited abt tmr..&lt;br /&gt;im writing somewhat like a tribute to da fateful incident dat happened&lt;br /&gt;tmr... 6 years ago..&lt;br /&gt;so.. hope u guys catch it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-1046187048644820592?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/1046187048644820592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=1046187048644820592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/1046187048644820592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/1046187048644820592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2007/09/tis-is-da-most-exhilarating-and.html' title='fun at d arcade'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuVQQW1OypI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tsiA_wA6psQ/s72-c/2599_TimeCrisis4Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-6247257575817184069</id><published>2007-09-09T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T23:33:54.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>addicted to horror ... .. ... games</title><content type='html'>this whole week..&lt;br /&gt;i was despo for fear and adrenaline&lt;br /&gt;so.. i scavenged  my cd chest  for smth to satiate my brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i turned up with two best picks ..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;dat i haven't been able to  complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da first contender was...&lt;br /&gt;non other than..&lt;br /&gt;Doom 3!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuQGuG1OykI/AAAAAAAAABo/WOcCs2KSo60/s1600-h/469881_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuQGuG1OykI/AAAAAAAAABo/WOcCs2KSo60/s320/469881_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108215266522614338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bcoz of my .. umm .. "despo-ness" ,&lt;br /&gt;i managed to spam 100% of tis game in no longer than 3 days&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my opinion about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up straight horrifying and mind boggling&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;tis game would screw da sheit outta ur brain!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are like, tons of dark areas and gory scenes&lt;br /&gt;and outta nowhere, some messed up creature would&lt;br /&gt;jump out and "screw" u from behind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuQOJW1OynI/AAAAAAAAACA/APN8I4RSXSc/s1600-h/469881_20040802_screen066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuQOJW1OynI/AAAAAAAAACA/APN8I4RSXSc/s320/469881_20040802_screen066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108223431255444082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and know this,&lt;br /&gt;u'll be constantly and literally jumping out of ur seats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a few hours, u'd think dat u're geting used to it&lt;br /&gt;however,  around every corner, there'd be dozens of sick, sick&lt;br /&gt;surprises waiting for u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da final boss battle was kinda easy and&lt;br /&gt;overall,&lt;br /&gt;it stands up to its predecessors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2nd game im spamming currently is..&lt;br /&gt;da sequel to da game of the year of 2005&lt;br /&gt;F.E.A.R. : Extraction Point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuQMJW1OylI/AAAAAAAAABw/3Fnp-4gTEpE/s1600-h/932918_75429_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuQMJW1OylI/AAAAAAAAABw/3Fnp-4gTEpE/s320/932918_75429_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108221232232188498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually just started tis game tonite..&lt;br /&gt;and let me tell u..&lt;br /&gt;the first two hours was like watching a thriller and horror movie combined..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was practically non stop action..&lt;br /&gt;and a slip or two of horror scenes in between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it really over-exceeds my expectations&lt;br /&gt;terrific graphics and outstanding A.I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell, i could even see my own feet in this FPS..&lt;br /&gt;and there's nothing more satisfying than a pink mist&lt;br /&gt;when a bullet rips through ur enemy's head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuQNg21OymI/AAAAAAAAAB4/5xDkAEI65Uc/s1600-h/932918_20060823_screen004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuQNg21OymI/AAAAAAAAAB4/5xDkAEI65Uc/s320/932918_20060823_screen004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108222735470742114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the ghost of a little girl..&lt;br /&gt;was da topping above it all..&lt;br /&gt;it'll remind the gamers dat this IS a horror FPS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuQRv21OyoI/AAAAAAAAACI/R3NK2JaqYu0/s1600-h/920744_20040818_screen007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuQRv21OyoI/AAAAAAAAACI/R3NK2JaqYu0/s320/920744_20040818_screen007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108227391215291010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently im just about 10% into this expansion..&lt;br /&gt;and im already impressed..&lt;br /&gt;with a great storyline,&lt;br /&gt;it all piles up to be THE perfect horror game...&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-6247257575817184069?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/6247257575817184069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=6247257575817184069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/6247257575817184069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/6247257575817184069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2007/09/addicted-to-horror-games.html' title='addicted to horror ... .. ... games'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuQGuG1OykI/AAAAAAAAABo/WOcCs2KSo60/s72-c/469881_front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-6243611070494543926</id><published>2007-09-09T03:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T21:03:30.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worst virus attack ever... T.T</title><content type='html'>tis friday, two days ago,&lt;br /&gt;me, basara yi, nicky choo &amp; refrigerator geng all tgt "wind" come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, wad do we do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spam strike II&lt;br /&gt;*note: for those noobies out there... strike II is a CC"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n guess wad was da first game we spammed there...&lt;br /&gt;"undoubtedly", Transfomers: The Game..&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, dun get me wrong, da game was damn fun&lt;br /&gt;well, either it was fun, or all four of us were EXTREMELY high..&lt;br /&gt;da latter posses a higher possibility &gt;.&lt;  &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuL2jW1OyeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/vaq9zcIMQLc/s320/932111_20070410_screen002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107916014676265442" border="0" /&gt;juz look at dat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's no other game where u can pick up a car n hurl it towards&lt;br /&gt;another giant robot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since it was so fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to buy da game..&lt;br /&gt;pirated version of coz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuL3OW1OyfI/AAAAAAAAABE/Qt6CL-GoOnI/s1600-h/DSC00168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuL3OW1OyfI/AAAAAAAAABE/Qt6CL-GoOnI/s320/DSC00168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107916753410640370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was da worst decision of da week&lt;br /&gt;i bought it from da cheap game stores in midlands&lt;br /&gt;spammin da cheapest TC4 game in penang on da way xD&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda high.. so i tot wad da hell..&lt;br /&gt;its only 10 bucks anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went home..&lt;br /&gt;havin high hopes dat da game would somehow miraculously work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i inserted da disk..&lt;br /&gt;Ooo.. a installation wizard popped up...&lt;br /&gt;so far so good..&lt;br /&gt;continued clickin da necessary stuff..&lt;br /&gt;n da installation begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuL4p21OygI/AAAAAAAAABM/PgLFD_Db7A8/s1600-h/DSC00170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuL4p21OygI/AAAAAAAAABM/PgLFD_Db7A8/s320/DSC00170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107918325368670722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anticipations were high...&lt;br /&gt;as one by one da progress bar fills up...&lt;br /&gt;i was at the edge of my seat..&lt;br /&gt;after staring at da monitor for 15mins&lt;br /&gt;da installation complete notice popped up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i tot, yay.. tis COULD work out...&lt;br /&gt;den ... i switched to disc 1 to look for da crack program&lt;br /&gt;Ooo.. there's a crack folder there..&lt;br /&gt;double clicked it..&lt;br /&gt;and then..&lt;br /&gt;unexpectedly..&lt;br /&gt;THERE IS NO CRACK FILE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuL6sW1OyhI/AAAAAAAAABU/CJToPjgs3-Y/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuL6sW1OyhI/AAAAAAAAABU/CJToPjgs3-Y/s320/untitled2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107920567341599250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like.. wadda f***..&lt;br /&gt;dey gave me a friggin cd without a crack file..&lt;br /&gt;i was pissed n despo at da same time..&lt;br /&gt;so, one idiotic move after another..&lt;br /&gt;i surfed da net for some random caplang crack file&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and found dozens!!&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;i dl-ed them all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one after another..&lt;br /&gt;all failed...&lt;br /&gt;not one of them is compatible..&lt;br /&gt;argh.. i was so pissed..&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;outta da blue..&lt;br /&gt;a virus detected warning  popped up..&lt;br /&gt;"shit.. wad da hell did i juz do.."&lt;br /&gt;so, i deleted da files dat were the carriers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, da friggin virus was here to stay..&lt;br /&gt;the most messed up part is wad da virus is capable of&lt;br /&gt;it actually infected my internet networks and messed da sheit outta my connection...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole day i couldn't sign in msn, check my mail, or even surf da net!!&lt;br /&gt;hell, it even screwed my bittorrent and i couldn't open it at all..&lt;br /&gt;so, i was forced to uninstall bittorrent .. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. i spent hours tryin to solve da problem..&lt;br /&gt;i scanned and rebooted my PC twice!!&lt;br /&gt;manually searched for da virus file..&lt;br /&gt;and even deleted some of my system files dat "seemed" infected..&lt;br /&gt;but all was futile and a sheer waste of time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was already 3am n i was gonna give up..&lt;br /&gt;den .. smth hit me..&lt;br /&gt;system restoration..&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;ahh.. why da hell didn't i tot of dat earlier..&lt;br /&gt;i did dat.. and finally..&lt;br /&gt;everything was back to normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my advise?.. dun get to happy when u play tis game..&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuL-FW1OyjI/AAAAAAAAABg/uoRW2C4BmEo/s1600-h/932111_20070214_screen001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuL-FW1OyjI/AAAAAAAAABg/uoRW2C4BmEo/s320/932111_20070214_screen001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107924295373212210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-6243611070494543926?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/6243611070494543926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=6243611070494543926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/6243611070494543926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/6243611070494543926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2007/09/worst-virus-attack-ever-tt.html' title='worst virus attack ever... T.T'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuL2jW1OyeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/vaq9zcIMQLc/s72-c/932111_20070410_screen002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-1183614434476389211</id><published>2007-09-07T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T21:11:01.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High School Musical 2.. Rawks!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuFJ8W1OycI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fvpbSKc8uCc/s1600-h/hsm2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuFJ8W1OycI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fvpbSKc8uCc/s320/hsm2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107444753684679106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, summer's long gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but dats no excuse to miss tis great, no.. wait, EXTRAODINARY  sequel&lt;br /&gt;to one of da best musicals i've seen in my life .. okay.. dat WAS the only musical&lt;br /&gt;i've watch in my whole life..    zzz   ... but who cares.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with over 17 mil viewers in da U.S. catching it during its first preview on late July,&lt;br /&gt;we guys in M'sia is still waiting for da so called "BM translators" to remake da whole movie..&lt;br /&gt;IN BAHASA MALAYSIA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much lamer can it be??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture da song "What Time Is It?" in BM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh... its a freak of nature!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still wondering who in hell would listen to da BM version instead of da english one&lt;br /&gt;our PM maybe??..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget i've ever said dat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna end up in jail... wiz da only entertainment is "Musikal Sekolah Menengah-Kedua"&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather hang myself... or stuff my ears wiz cotton balls... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuFMr21OydI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Psv6iYU9kaQ/s1600-h/high-school-musical-400ds06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuFMr21OydI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Psv6iYU9kaQ/s320/high-school-musical-400ds06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107447768751720914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tryin hard not to post too many pics (and songs) of da movies here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spoilers is da last thing u wanna get before u watch tis movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a GREAT movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; with brilliant choreography and *sweet *sweet melodies... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a MUZ WATCH for everyone who caught da first movie ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. and liked it of coz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-1183614434476389211?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/1183614434476389211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=1183614434476389211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/1183614434476389211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/1183614434476389211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2007/09/high-school-musical-2-rawks.html' title='High School Musical 2.. Rawks!!'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuFJ8W1OycI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fvpbSKc8uCc/s72-c/hsm2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-1711553744332342240</id><published>2007-09-06T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T23:36:11.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boredom rulez!!!</title><content type='html'>what u're about to see is highly sensitive..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;parental advisory recomended =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the following is a illustration vid of wad happens when 3 guys&lt;br /&gt;and a hp pouch gets too bored in a college library..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note: turn up ur speakers coz da audio isn't dat good. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw... u'll have to slant ur head 90 degrees to da left&lt;br /&gt;coz i duno how da hell to rotate a vid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, without futher delay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i present to u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da lamest vid ever made..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th Century Fox presents.. haha juz kiddin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="280" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-30d26f9c7dbfe78" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D030d26f9c7dbfe78%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331672380%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6E830732F6D620C1BB445179551D8E4C33061022.5988D7DD001F6530D6924D9741B7C21C66A244A1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D30d26f9c7dbfe78%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Drf4U5qOfaRvDUzaZ-z8SQk5mvcE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="280" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D030d26f9c7dbfe78%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331672380%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6E830732F6D620C1BB445179551D8E4C33061022.5988D7DD001F6530D6924D9741B7C21C66A244A1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D30d26f9c7dbfe78%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Drf4U5qOfaRvDUzaZ-z8SQk5mvcE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da video is a courtesy of basara yi's K800&lt;br /&gt;intro soundtrack guy: nicky choo&lt;br /&gt;do-ra-e-mon owner: sei ban kheng&lt;br /&gt;star puppeteer: ME!! xD&lt;br /&gt;script writer: all of da above&lt;br /&gt;directed by: all of da above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. : da sequel is due on Summer 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-1711553744332342240?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=30d26f9c7dbfe78&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/1711553744332342240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=1711553744332342240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/1711553744332342240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/1711553744332342240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2007/09/boredom-rulez.html' title='boredom rulez!!!'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853274843997731943.post-5058872056919218609</id><published>2007-09-06T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T22:41:43.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Startin' a-new..</title><content type='html'>Well, I've officially deleted my past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog.. dat is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason? too much fond memories inside =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was in a kinda moody state while i deleted it..&lt;br /&gt;thus, never thought of da consequences...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one of it would be buildin my new blog from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;Hell, i even forgot how to manage those HTML stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i had a crash course from... non other than.. friendster!! =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuAPbG1OyYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pP_AE_tpOK4/s1600-h/DSC00145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuAPbG1OyYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pP_AE_tpOK4/s320/DSC00145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107098935802907010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and u guys wont know how friggin hard it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like a orang asli using da pc for d first time ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after bout an hour, everything came bek to my head... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first i do tis.. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuAQIG1OyZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5nZqRDm0JEE/s1600-h/DSC00143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuAQIG1OyZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5nZqRDm0JEE/s320/DSC00143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107099708897020306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i do dat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuAQZm1OyaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/HlbGXaKsZ_8/s1600-h/DSC00144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuAQZm1OyaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/HlbGXaKsZ_8/s320/DSC00144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107100009544731042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after another hour..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im finally done!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*phew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;behold!!.. my masterpiece!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuAReG1OybI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZL-3Go4L-c8/s1600-h/DSC00146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuAReG1OybI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZL-3Go4L-c8/s320/DSC00146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107101186365770162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, u all blog suckers out der. .  feel free to critisize tis. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853274843997731943-5058872056919218609?l=27notes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/feeds/5058872056919218609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853274843997731943&amp;postID=5058872056919218609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/5058872056919218609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853274843997731943/posts/default/5058872056919218609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://27notes.blogspot.com/2007/09/startin-new.html' title='Startin&apos; a-new..'/><author><name>Francois T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10093551572686353200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/SajOTI9NanI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4NbG8zfOzpU/S220/SDC10550.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ngVpKI1P-c/RuAPbG1OyYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pP_AE_tpOK4/s72-c/DSC00145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
