<?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-7290329125907532128</id><updated>2011-07-31T02:00:21.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm no pessimist, I'm just being real =)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-267002670241626942</id><published>2010-09-01T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T09:13:07.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honesty is honestly the hardest thing for me</title><content type='html'>Been listening back to English songs lately. Thanks to my mum's friend's daughter from Canada. I got to meet her when our parents and their friends for an outing in Kuala Selangor. Seafood plus breeze = awesomeness! Anyways, she likes Taylor Swift so we chatted bout those kinds of stuff. It got me reminded about her songs and kinda made me wonder if there's any cool new songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TH57E4Oq4qI/AAAAAAAAARc/Wj4Do6ygLBg/s1600/44467_138836082815289_100000666957313_98652_4532515_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TH57E4Oq4qI/AAAAAAAAARc/Wj4Do6ygLBg/s320/44467_138836082815289_100000666957313_98652_4532515_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cute huh? Only 13. Surprisingly friendly! Unlike me xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a couple of songs that're quite meaningful. One of them being Kris Allen's The Truth.&lt;br /&gt;Don't really know what this song means, but to me it's kinda like he'd rather tell himself lies that things are gonna be okay instead of facing it. Denying the&amp;nbsp;existence&amp;nbsp;of something critical to life, for the song it's the elephant and the avalanche. The few words in the chorus got me thinking as well. "Honesty is honestly the hardest thing for me right now" and "It's easier than telling the truth". When I think about it, things like these are undeniable. There's always a time where we lie about things cause telling the truth could result in something worse. However, I guess lying just delays the what's gonna come. Sometimes it's probably better to just take things head on right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wPlSmAWmi1I?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wPlSmAWmi1I?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another song is David Archuletta's Something Bout Love.&lt;br /&gt;This songs pretty simple to figure out. It just takes a few lines from the chorus. "There's something bout love that breaks your heart, it sets you free, There's something bout love that tears you up, you still believe". After breaking up several times, arguing, being cheated, basically anything negative we get from loving someone, after we've calmed down, we still believe in love. Those stuff don't stop us. It's true though, nobody ever gives up on love entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ooIksnDACZE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ooIksnDACZE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not posting much. I have things to blog about. It's just that I don't really know how to write it out. This one is easy though. Hey, as long as it's music I'll get it done xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-267002670241626942?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/267002670241626942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/09/honesty-is-honestly-hardest-thing-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/267002670241626942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/267002670241626942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/09/honesty-is-honestly-hardest-thing-for.html' title='Honesty is honestly the hardest thing for me'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TH57E4Oq4qI/AAAAAAAAARc/Wj4Do6ygLBg/s72-c/44467_138836082815289_100000666957313_98652_4532515_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-6257019816529290395</id><published>2010-08-01T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T08:56:49.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's go clubbing!!</title><content type='html'>Hi! No, I'm not gonna talk about my World Stage experience in this post. I'll talk about after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;s&gt;CLUBBING&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This activity that many love, isn't really something special to me. Clubbing to me is just like, people getting high over alcohol and lights with the tendency of going overboard with their actions. Some make it out drunk, some make it out okay but they're all risking themselves if they're driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking is okay for me, but not if I have to drive afterwards. Getting in trouble is something I try my best NOT to do. To be honest, drinking at Ken Yang's house is anytime better than clubbing. I might have just been to a club once but to me, once is enough. Don't think I'll be going again anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why did I go clubbing yesterday? Well it's cause, I won post party tickets to Opera! Yayy! But it's not that fun... I only did my best to win those tickets cause I thought the artists would be there after the event. The desperation within me to see Wonder Girls face-to-face made me try as hard as I could to win them. I wouldn't lie though, I was shit disappointed when I didn't see them there. On the other hand though, I thought to myself, the girls wouldn't be in a smoking and drinking situation. It's just not like them. At least, my impression towards them is still the same =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be a bigger disappointment if I see them in a club (stupid me didn't think about it before winning them). Anyways in the end, my first impression of clubbing, money wasting (if it wasn't for the coupons), call me old but I'm not interested in stuffs like these (especially people dressing up like that and dancing), and not that I hate it but excessive alcohol there will really get people in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one good thing though, you get to appear smart xD&lt;br /&gt;I'm only gonna post about World Stage as soon as I get the right photos from all my friends that went =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-6257019816529290395?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/6257019816529290395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/08/lets-go-clubbing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/6257019816529290395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/6257019816529290395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/08/lets-go-clubbing.html' title='Let&apos;s go clubbing!!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-6031000887180610990</id><published>2010-07-12T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T08:09:54.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I woke up at 10am yesterday and stayed up all the way til 530am today and woke up at 10am on the same day... SLEEPY</title><content type='html'>There has to be a post about FIFA finals. Plus Spain winning makes me wanna write one even more xD&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't really much free time for the whole day so I'll just start with 1u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Eclipse with my cousins yesterday. Wasn't as hard to get a seat as I thought. I managed to book the middles seats in the 4th row from the front and if you've gone to GSC in 1u before you'll know that 4th row is actually not as uncomfortable as the other cinema halls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/d/d7/Eclipse_Theatrical_One-Sheet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/d/d7/Eclipse_Theatrical_One-Sheet.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Overall, Eclipse isn't that bad and it's actually really good if you compare it to the 2 previous movies. Definitely has action though I wished there'd be more and there's LESS emo talking (they still have quite a lot but LESS). I wouldn't say it's funny but there are times when Bella's dad and Jacob were sarcastic. There's this one line that's really good though. If you've not watched any of the movies or read the book you won't get it. It's when Jacob tells Edward, " I AM hotter than you" =D. But even if I'm a guy, or any guy in fact, we'll all still think Lautner pwns Pattinson. All in all it's still a movie that people should watch but I don't think anyone would wanna watch it for the second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, skipping the rest, I went to have steamboat dinner at Ken Yang's house with the guys, Lum, Alex, Kah Peng, Step, Hon Fai, Jing, Kavin, Kana, Kumaran, Thinesh, Mark and Kok Thye. We ate A LOT but there were still a lot left after we're done. Kok Thye and Kah Peng had to leave early though. The rest of us started round 2 at about 12am. After cleaning up everything we went to this mamak I've never been before, Al-Safa. They have shisha and LOTS OF PEOPLE. I've tried shisha before but it isn't really my thing but some of them loved it though they were caughing a lot =/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, game review.&lt;br /&gt;Netherlands VS Spain&lt;br /&gt;Line up was good though Torres didn't start. He's just been sucky throughout the competition. The game was really intense from the start. 4 yellow cards at the 10th minute but some of those were just unfair referee-ing. Anyways, the game went on with Spain and Netherlands testing each other but failing to score. I'm telling you there were 2 times when Robben was left 1-on-1 with Casillas and to be honest if the attacker was Robben, it's a definite goal but Casillas, shit this guy, he saved both of those attempts! For those who don't really watch football, even the top keepers can't do a thing if it's a 1-on-1 situation with Robben. Seriously the guy who contributed the most in defending was Casillas. He even won the Golden Glove, well deserved. Attacking wise the main man was always gonna be Iniesta. When Villa came off, Iniesta had to be the one to lead. And led he did until the second half of extra time, scoring a bloody good goal. The whole place literally erupted! The crowd in Al-Safa all stood up shouting and celebrating (except for the few Netherlands fans) and all of us we're confident that this is all Spain at the time. It was definitely the best match I've ever watched. I didn't wanna miss a single second of the game. Definitely a super game for the neutrals and of course the Spain fans =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://assets.nydailynews.com/img/2010/07/12/alg_spain_team.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://assets.nydailynews.com/img/2010/07/12/alg_spain_team.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.S. To those Twilight Movie haters, Kristen haters, Robert haters, Bella haters, Taylor hater? or just people who think Twilight is gay and shit, if you prefer to watch some action movie then just go watch your friggin movie! There's no reason giving stupid comments. For me, I could care less what you say about a movie that you HAVEN'T watch. I watch a movie mainly for the storyline. The reason I don't watch movies like Predator or whatever else is cause it's friggin PREDICTABLE. 5 guys in a place, 3 gets killed, a couple survives and there's a ending with more enemies. How can these movies still be so famous..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-6031000887180610990?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/6031000887180610990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-woke-up-at-10am-yesterday-and-stayed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/6031000887180610990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/6031000887180610990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-woke-up-at-10am-yesterday-and-stayed.html' title='I woke up at 10am yesterday and stayed up all the way til 530am today and woke up at 10am on the same day... SLEEPY'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-6174280964594082301</id><published>2010-06-29T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T08:15:45.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kara, the Greek word for Sweet Melody</title><content type='html'>I've mentioned it before that I'm a fan of Nicole from Kara. So after watching a DVD that I borrowed from my cousin, the rest of the members grew into me. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCoKVEw7z-I/AAAAAAAAAQM/KxiyV6Pbdhw/s1600/20100512184255281_tayz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCoKVEw7z-I/AAAAAAAAAQM/KxiyV6Pbdhw/s320/20100512184255281_tayz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This DVD, Kara Sweet Muse Gallery is 5 hours long in total and consists of videos of them having their first showcase in Japan, a bunch of Music Videos, making of those Music Videos, certain TV programs that they appeared on and also videos of them being their plain selves. I got to see how they really are in person and their personalities. That's pretty much how I'm a Kamilia now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kara consists of 5 members and a former member, SungHee. She left the group to pursue her studies around 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCoL_DXtOdI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/lZ6a11Hd3C4/s1600/1pf4gw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCoL_DXtOdI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/lZ6a11Hd3C4/s320/1pf4gw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The leader of Kara is Gyuri, aka the Goddess. It's her TV concept showing her confidence in her beauty and being perfect. Out of screen she really is just like any other girl but you really can't take away the fact that she is pretty anyways. She takes care of her members not only cause she's the leader(well yea mostly cause she's the leader) but cause she's also the eldest in the group. The younger members look up to her like an elder sister and a mum at times. Just so you know, they stay in a dorm together away from their families since it's more convenient to go for schedules. Every other Kpop groups are the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCoMHSVi1tI/AAAAAAAAARE/P4PFyK2HQGI/s1600/dzdnp3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCoMHSVi1tI/AAAAAAAAARE/P4PFyK2HQGI/s400/dzdnp3.jpg" width="72" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Being the second eldest although born on the same year as Gyuri, Seungyeon aka hamster of Kara bears the responsibility of being an elder sibling to the others too. For a girl that's born in 1988, she looks like a teenager making people think that she's the youngest of the group. She's also very childish most of the time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCoKYLeZ_iI/AAAAAAAAAQU/2_GfDyIrGiE/s1600/89699106.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCoKYLeZ_iI/AAAAAAAAAQU/2_GfDyIrGiE/s320/89699106.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you've been reading then you'll probably know that this is Nicole. She's modest. Like when somebody compliments her, she will instantly deny it. Maybe that's not being modest but.. I guess you can call it doesn't give herself much credit. She's 3 years younger than Gyuri and Seungyeon. One special thing about her that is she absolutely loves food so she cooks for the other members most of the time. Being energetic and guyish at times has earned her the nickname Tomboy of Kara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCoKuOW_kBI/AAAAAAAAAQs/s7MbFn8UF04/s1600/r8c6ja.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCoKuOW_kBI/AAAAAAAAAQs/s7MbFn8UF04/s320/r8c6ja.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hara is the same age as Nicole but came into the group later(after Sunghee left). She really is something special. Unlike most girls, Hara is unafraid of destroying her image. She acts however she likes and dresses up like an idiot for the sake of making people laugh. She's someone that you can't just judge by her looks(then again, you can't judge a lot of people with just their looks too). With her being a model before joining Kara, people will think that she's that typical wealthy person but the fact is Hara is really the total opposite of that. She's cute x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCoKw7gQUHI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/4trODzRuLa4/s1600/jj1vo9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCoKw7gQUHI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/4trODzRuLa4/s320/jj1vo9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Those who read probably know, this is the girl that my cousin got to have dinner with during her trip in Korea, Jiyoung, the youngest of the group, born in 1994. I'm not gonna write what I think about her this time. I'll tell you what my cousin says. She's really friendly and down to earth. Though she's lacking in English, she still tried to communicate with her. Being so young, so famous and so down to earth, she really is someone worth supporting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCoNeUU5TZI/AAAAAAAAARM/bXOtE-Kh-WA/s1600/_003_pacumong.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCoNeUU5TZI/AAAAAAAAARM/bXOtE-Kh-WA/s320/_003_pacumong.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So this is Kara. Another one of the idols that I'm supporting aside from SNSD, Beast and CN BLUE =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-6174280964594082301?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/6174280964594082301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/06/kara-greek-word-for-sweet-melody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/6174280964594082301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/6174280964594082301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/06/kara-greek-word-for-sweet-melody.html' title='Kara, the Greek word for Sweet Melody'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCoKVEw7z-I/AAAAAAAAAQM/KxiyV6Pbdhw/s72-c/20100512184255281_tayz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-948087871991690479</id><published>2010-06-28T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T08:16:33.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B2st is the Best!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCi71G3fcEI/AAAAAAAAAQE/eq_pV2Pk-3U/s1600/37421_461127672570_626057570_6180699_268961_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCi71G3fcEI/AAAAAAAAAQE/eq_pV2Pk-3U/s320/37421_461127672570_626057570_6180699_268961_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Outside of KL Live&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sometime ago I wrote a post about Beast and the songs that they sing. Well, last Saturday and Sunday I actually got to see them face to face! Yea I know, I'm a guy but even seeing people like them gets me all excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCi7eEeksQI/AAAAAAAAAPk/fuL17vvYTyo/s1600/37421_461127692570_626057570_6180702_7828785_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCi7eEeksQI/AAAAAAAAAPk/fuL17vvYTyo/s320/37421_461127692570_626057570_6180702_7828785_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A small poster of them with their signatures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on Saturday at 10.45AM me, my bro and my younger cousin went to the place and waited. Concert wasn't til 7 but.. I the type of person that goes early for concerts.. And guess what, we weren't the earliest there. Some even reached at 7AM! Concerts 7PM! To wait like 12 hours to see them, they have my respect haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm not gonna talk about what I did while waiting for the gates to open so lets skip to when it's time for the concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially they started letting people in, then til about when 7 of them went in, they suddenly stopped. So of course, if you've waited that long, and are suffering from the amount of people around you, you'll be pissed. People started pushing. Thank God they were mostly girls but I'd like to see you try withstanding a push by 10 girls at the same time. Everyone was pissed, and nobody gave an explanation to why we're being held like this. There were a lot of pushing all the way til 8.30PM. Obviously, it's the organizers fault. Believe it or not the MC announced that 35 people fainted on the way inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCi7knX7X0I/AAAAAAAAAP8/hrUp9PuwUo8/s1600/37421_461127677570_626057570_6180700_2130268_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCi7knX7X0I/AAAAAAAAAP8/hrUp9PuwUo8/s320/37421_461127677570_626057570_6180700_2130268_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The stage&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When I got through the crowd, I was pissed. Like seriously mad and frustrated cause of this shit. It's tough to breathe in a crowd and there wasn't much wind as well. But once I went in, there was a totally different feeling. I got boosted by the loud songs and a whole lot of people singing to it. They were playing Beast songs as well as 4Minute songs!(Same company) Everyone was singing along and there was really a concert feel inside(well of course, it's A CONCERT =/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beast came out after about 10 minutes and they performed Beast is the Best(an intro song in their first album) then Bad Girl, Mystery, Special and then went back in to change outfits. They came back with Easy(Sincere Version), Shock and Oasis. You might not feel the energy in this post but with so many people doing the fanchants and singing along.. It really gets you in the mood whether or not you're a fan. Oh by the way, a fanchant is like a kind of chant you do during a certain song. It's usually done during the pauses between verses and people sing along to the catchy words in that song too. Most popular Korean songs have them. Finally, as an encore, the guys performed a remixed version of Bad Girl and Mystery. It was definitely cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they're done performing, we lined up for the fansign event. So for those of you who think I was exaggerating, this is when I saw them face to face. I don't know whether it's normal or not but these guys actually look up and talk to you without you having to say anything but of course, they were only short greetings. To me usually people would just look down and get the CD signed without and conversations. They spoke in English, I could tell that they were new to the language but my mind was already set to responding to them in Korean. I caught DuJun, YeoSeob, and DongWoon by surprised =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCi7i0yufmI/AAAAAAAAAP0/b4uZsSM_SNk/s1600/37421_461127687570_626057570_6180701_5739747_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCi7i0yufmI/AAAAAAAAAP0/b4uZsSM_SNk/s320/37421_461127687570_626057570_6180701_5739747_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Signed albums! Mine's on the left =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So after I got my signed CD, I got interviewed by some radio VJ I guess. They spoke in Mandarin, and me being... well UNABLE to speak in Mandarin, tried to keep up with her. Fortunately I still understand what she asked, so I replied in English. I guess nobody will be able to see it though since it'll probably be edited off x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been some time since I last went to a concert. Though this is a showcase it was still good enough for me. I had a lot of fun. So far all of the concerts that I've been to and the concerts that I hear from people were all good, great, superb, awesome and worth it. So I can up with this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are no bad concerts, only bad experiences"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I've posted this before or not but yea... It's kinda true don't ya think?&lt;br /&gt;BTW THE NEXT DAY I WENT TO 1U JUST TO SEE BEAST AGAIN LOLOLOLOLOL xP&lt;br /&gt;And sorry I forgot to take photos of the guys. I only recorded them haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCi7g6YqszI/AAAAAAAAAPs/MqnaTzPiRxo/s1600/28481_461128862570_626057570_6180716_6770335_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCi7g6YqszI/AAAAAAAAAPs/MqnaTzPiRxo/s320/28481_461128862570_626057570_6180716_6770335_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PEACE x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-948087871991690479?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/948087871991690479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/06/b2st-is-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/948087871991690479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/948087871991690479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/06/b2st-is-best.html' title='B2st is the Best!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TCi71G3fcEI/AAAAAAAAAQE/eq_pV2Pk-3U/s72-c/37421_461127672570_626057570_6180699_268961_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-358848828319269194</id><published>2010-06-16T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T07:00:47.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sis! Nichkhun says Happy Birthday! =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i709.photobucket.com/albums/ww93/a_l96/20090012_nickhun_3.jpg?1276696736" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="205" src="http://i709.photobucket.com/albums/ww93/a_l96/20090012_nickhun_3.jpg?1276696736" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was born on the 17th, Taylor Swift wrote a song about a guy who was born on the 17th. To me 17 is such an awesome number. Then there's 17 of June. That's right, it's now. And right now it's somebody's birthday. That's right! There's only 1 more person that I know that's also born on the 17th of the month.&lt;br /&gt;We may not talk to each other a lot nowadays but that's just cause life is in our way..&lt;br /&gt;Well, in YOUR way xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to my sis, Regina Wong, Happy 20th Birthday! No longer a teenager. That's what everyone says. Is it really that sad? You're like 1 year more away from being 21. And everyone wants to be 21! I think.&lt;br /&gt;The one person that I know has my back whenever something goes wrong. Someone I can talk to. Someone that takes me out xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what sis, I just realize I have nothing much to talk about you x)&lt;br /&gt;Although you're probably not gonna read this in time since it's not 18 yet. But I think I should just write one up and post it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for your birthday I'm gonna do a spontaneous poem-like thing as a present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raise your voice and sing&lt;br /&gt;Enough to let the world know&lt;br /&gt;Gently blow the flames of the candles on top of the&lt;br /&gt;Ice-cream cake&lt;br /&gt;N finally, make&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;Wish&lt;br /&gt;Open back the memories of the&lt;br /&gt;Necklace that was&lt;br /&gt;Given by ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday sis xD&lt;br /&gt;I think I did a good job =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-358848828319269194?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/358848828319269194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/06/sis-nichkhun-says-happy-birthday-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/358848828319269194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/358848828319269194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/06/sis-nichkhun-says-happy-birthday-d.html' title='Sis! Nichkhun says Happy Birthday! =D'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-5290061235430524128</id><published>2010-06-15T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T10:17:31.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not going on any trips until I've saved enough money to go to Korea with my uncle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TBe1fIff9jI/AAAAAAAAAPc/UTX3au8m4ZE/s1600/32444_399819461917_576481917_4385874_7780360_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TBe1fIff9jI/AAAAAAAAAPc/UTX3au8m4ZE/s320/32444_399819461917_576481917_4385874_7780360_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Look at the photo. Just look at it! It's Kara's Kang JiYoung with... My COUSINS!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeap they're in Seoul now, my cousins, uncle and aunt. Who would've known that his friend is related to a Korean Idol.. Sigh I've been so jealous up til now.. I still feel a little sting in my heart. Of course I'm happy for them.. But I wished I could be there too.. I've told ya guys before that I'm a fan of Kara and especially Nicole.. JiYoung's no exception. When you support a group you're supposed to support all the members. Though I've never said this before I actually like all 9 members of SNSD and 5 members of Kara. I just... Like some more than the others..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, here's more about the girl on the left of this photo. Initially, Kara was a 4-member group. JiYoung only came in with Hara into Kara after SungHee left the group for study purposes. JiYoung is the youngest in the group. Being only 16 this year. Yes 16 years old in 2010 and already well known across asia. Anyone who listens to Kpop knows Kara, knowing who she is just takes a little more effort. JiYoung's known for being the cute one in the group. What? She's 16 and the youngest of course she's the cutest xP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's about all I know about her for now. I can't wait to hear from my cousins about how she's like in person.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, did I mention I'm friggin jealous?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-5290061235430524128?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/5290061235430524128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-not-going-on-any-trips-until-ive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/5290061235430524128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/5290061235430524128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-not-going-on-any-trips-until-ive.html' title='I&apos;m not going on any trips until I&apos;ve saved enough money to go to Korea with my uncle!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TBe1fIff9jI/AAAAAAAAAPc/UTX3au8m4ZE/s72-c/32444_399819461917_576481917_4385874_7780360_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-6360742746622905799</id><published>2010-06-09T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T10:38:28.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Burning Lovely Untouchable Emotional</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TA_P348qG3I/AAAAAAAAAPU/46BAqMm6JRk/s1600/co.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TA_P348qG3I/AAAAAAAAAPU/46BAqMm6JRk/s320/co.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Left to right (MinHyuk, JungShin, JongHyun, YongHwa)&lt;br /&gt;Or (Lovely, Untouchable, Burning, Emotional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea! Another song-related post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been noticing this band since their new song Love Light was released. That's right! It's CN Blue! They compose their own songs. They're a band-like group. Their songs are just awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their new album, Blue Love, consists of 6 songs.. Well, it's a MINI album. That's what they call it in Korea. I wouldn't say I love all of them but I dig half of them xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 songs out of 6 from this album. One of them being Love Light which has already been talked about in my previous post. The other 2 are Love and Sweet Holiday. Yea... Both songs are about love but hey! most songs are about love these days. Love is more of a fast and upbeat version of Love Light (Extremely catchy as well). As for Sweet Holiday... How should I put it? Like a life-is-so-good-because-i'm-with-you song! Or just a life-is-good song in case that one is a bit too long to understand. When you feel like life's great, you'll listen to this song. In my case I listen whether or not life's good =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue Love is their second mini album. After noticing these guys, I heard their first one, Bluetory. I know it sounds weird but it's the combinations of B. L. U. E. (Each alphabet representing a member) + Story. So it's basically THEIR story. Yeah.... Probably something you could've figured out yourself. My bad for making&lt;br /&gt;you read it xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So unlike Blue Love (Which now that I think about it, probably means their love life), Bluetory only has 5 songs and I'm telling you. All of them rock! Those that listen to KPop probably know this song...&lt;br /&gt;we to ria&lt;br /&gt;we to ria&lt;br /&gt;da ra di ri da ra du~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you listen to KPop and don't know what's that... Nah, never mind I won't say anything. I'm KPop biased xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways for those who DON'T listen.. It means I'm a loner, I'm a loner daradiridaradu (which is like a kinda of rhyme when you don't give a shit about something).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, that's their debut single, I'm a Loner. Besides that one, there's Love Revolution, Why, Now or Never and I Will Forget You. I don't really have details to all of the songs but I'm sure most of you could tell what kind of song I Will Forget You will be like. Why sounds about the same as that too... Slow and emo-ish.. Love Revolution is a mixture of Sweet Holiday and Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all they have right now.. 11 songs + songs during the Japan promotion. They're getting pretty popular right now. For a group that just debuted less than a year ago, they're already doing so well. Definitely a group for me to keep my eyes on. By the way, I'm a Boice! That's what CN Blue fans call themselves =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also a Sone (SNSD) and Kamilia (Kara)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! And don't ask me why there's so many "love" in their songs. It's THEIR songs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-6360742746622905799?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/6360742746622905799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/06/burning-lovely-untouchable-emotional.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/6360742746622905799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/6360742746622905799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/06/burning-lovely-untouchable-emotional.html' title='Burning Lovely Untouchable Emotional'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TA_P348qG3I/AAAAAAAAAPU/46BAqMm6JRk/s72-c/co.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-6517796062438541344</id><published>2010-06-01T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T09:00:54.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to dream with you.. Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Songs are part of my life these days (not that they never were but they just affect me in a whole new level now)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suddenly reminded of this song yesterday night. It's been no doubt my favourite song from SNSD but out of all the songs that I've been sharing recently, this was the one that I felt like listening to. Forever was released around January this year and it gave me an awesome first impression (of a song of course). Not knowing what the lyrics mean, I fell for the melody that this song gave. It wouldn't be the first time that for me to like a song by melody first and then love it when the lyrics were known. I had to wait for the translations to come out cause the fastest translators I know are in Soshified and well it takes time for someone to perfectly convert Hangul to English. Didn't took long though, it was about a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the fact that SNSD are more attached to this song than the rest of it made me love it even more. It's not everyday your favourite song becomes the artists' favourite song. I was really excited when I heard that they performed Forever in a show (of course I downloaded it) and so I've been watching it again recently. It didn't matter who had more parts to sing in the song though, I'm just happy that they all got a line (just so you know, some members in groups don't even get a part to sing like Eunhyuk in It's You by Super Junior).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though this song is called Forever in English, the fully translated title of the song is actually..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I want to dream with you forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the happy breeze, beneath that bright sky that blinds me&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful melodies and fresh air fills this road that I'm walking with you&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember? Those awkward and unfamiliar times when we firsth met&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful to you for silently taking care of me when I was hesitant and young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My exhausted heart beats once again&lt;br /&gt;My weak heart has found light again&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold your hand and walk like this forever&lt;br /&gt;Together with the person I love in a world just for the two of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those unforgettable memories during that long time&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the laughter and the tears, the one who always believed in me was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My exhausted heart beats once again&lt;br /&gt;My weak heart has found light again&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold your hand and walk like this forever&lt;br /&gt;Together with the person I love in a world just for the two of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one will bother us&lt;br /&gt;There's not even a reason to waste any time&lt;br /&gt;(Sometimes) We could be far from each other&lt;br /&gt;(With the same heart) The same heart as one, dreaming the same dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if a very long time has passed (A long time passes)&lt;br /&gt;Even if you and I become a bit different (A bit different)&lt;br /&gt;I want to dream with you like this forever&lt;br /&gt;The one who fulfilled my wishes, the one who became my faith, with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if a very long time has passed (A long time passes)&lt;br /&gt;Even if you and I become a bit different (A bit different)&lt;br /&gt;I want to&amp;nbsp;dream with you like this forever&lt;br /&gt;The one who became my miracle, the one who dreamed with me, with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if a long time has passed, I want to dream with you forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DiRcvzdYbH4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DiRcvzdYbH4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-6517796062438541344?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/6517796062438541344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-want-to-dream-with-you-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/6517796062438541344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/6517796062438541344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-want-to-dream-with-you-forever.html' title='I want to dream with you.. Forever'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-2819828194728922404</id><published>2010-05-30T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T08:31:41.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TAKDu5S8qHI/AAAAAAAAAPE/rcnuTLOcvGg/s1600/White_by_hqbackgrounds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TAKDu5S8qHI/AAAAAAAAAPE/rcnuTLOcvGg/s320/White_by_hqbackgrounds.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TAKEbxMYtyI/AAAAAAAAAPM/tM0-64TDH6k/s1600/89699106.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TAKEbxMYtyI/AAAAAAAAAPM/tM0-64TDH6k/s320/89699106.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm at it again! Searching in youtube for videos I've not watched. Anything SNSD-related (Mostly Yuri-related). Every video I see just makes me smile, possibly cause I'm more than just a normal fan of her =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same thing with Taylor who's got less time on screen than Yuri. So probably that's why I focus on her more, cause there's just TOO MANY videos that I've not watched and not known about. Anything that has SNSD in it I'll be automatically biased. SNSD song in a restaurant? That's an awesome restaurant. SNSD mv in a TV store? That's an awesome TV store! Just yesterday, there was this cheer-leading competition in 1u. The final performance had that part that Tiffany always sings in Genie, "DJ, put it back on". "This performance is awesome" came to my mind but only that part was played and the song was changed right after that.. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I'm beginning to like the other members as well! Starting with Tiffany. She's always &lt;br /&gt;been number 2 in SNSD to me. There's just no resisting it! I see so many people now that're starting to notice SNSD (But the sad thing is mostly it's caused of that stupid Carribean CF that showed just TOO MUCH skin for my liking). Anyways, my point is.. there're 9 girls with 9 different charms in a group. There's a very high possibility that a guy's ideal girl is in SNSD. I'll say that there is about a 90% chance. Don't call me a pervert cause I honestly HATED what they did with Yuri in the Cabi CF. Luckily, I'm not the only one who has the same thought and that MV was edited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this person, wasn't cause she's the hottest girl alive and I crave for more skin (To me, that's what most girls would think of guys that love SNSD). I'm a fan of Yuri cause of how she's easy-going and have funny-weird habits. I wouldn't say I know the real her but hell after 3 years of observing someone on screen there's gotta be at least 50% of what she does that's real. With so many reality programs, no matter how scripted there will always be something spontaneous that just happens. And I'll say this for the rest of the members as well, they're as real as they get. I've read article-liked blogs from the people who work with SNSD. Like doing a commercial and photoshoots? The way they described the girls (Btw there're both men and women who wrote those articles), SNSD are down to earth, playful like most girls but serious when they need to. So why do people post articles about these stuffs? Everyone has probably come across a couple of celebrities that are spoiled, so it's probably right to tell people that there are still celebrities that are the same as how they are on screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen many MANY anti fans out there. I don't know what's their problem and I probably shouldn't care but I do have to say this. If you don't know them well enough in the first place why do you even hate them based on your proof-less assumptions? If you wanna shut me up then get to know the girls better, THEN tell me why you hate them. I'll have nothing to say. Who knows, some of you might even be an SNSD fan while you're half way figuring out why you hate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And btw, Nicole Jung! You're still pretty without make up. The pics just made you look bad. When the video came out I changed my mind instantly =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-2819828194728922404?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/2819828194728922404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/05/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2819828194728922404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2819828194728922404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/05/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/TAKDu5S8qHI/AAAAAAAAAPE/rcnuTLOcvGg/s72-c/White_by_hqbackgrounds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-2990903641280666473</id><published>2010-05-28T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T10:28:30.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Genie For You Girl</title><content type='html'>In the previous post I said there were a couple of new songs that I fell in love with during exams. So I made it into 2 posts so that it's neater? xP&lt;br /&gt;One song were released early by CN Blue in their new mini album. This song was composed ad written by YongHwa(lead singer) himself and I have a strong feeling that this song is for SeohYnun of SNSD, his on screen married wife. There's this reality program going on in Korea called We Got Married that features couples like JoKwon of 2am and GaIn of Brown Eyed Girls and of course, YongHwa of CN Blue and SeohYun of SNSD. The reason why I have this feeling is cause in the lyrics to this song, there's a part where it goes like "I'm genie for you girl". Some of you may not know but SNSD has a song called Genie and in the lyrics for THAT song it goes like "I'm genie for you boy". Besides, during the released of that single there were a lot of news going on about YongSeo couple and YongHwa himself stated that he got influenced by SeohYun a lot and even began reading a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is the song YongHwa composed for SeohYun, Love Light..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bWYdDf70rCc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bWYdDf70rCc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-2990903641280666473?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/2990903641280666473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-genie-for-you-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2990903641280666473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2990903641280666473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-genie-for-you-girl.html' title='I&apos;m Genie For You Girl'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-158017676251407341</id><published>2010-05-28T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T10:12:32.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonamana</title><content type='html'>There were so many new songs that came out during my exam period. Super Junior released their new album and in it there were 2 songs that I'm addicted too. Ryeowook had a single in that album titled One Fine Spring Day. The night after I first listened to it, I was determined to figure out the translation for this song. I couldn't find them though so I had to translate the Korean hangul to english myself(with the help of the net of course). Even, with a translator, some of the words still didn't match certain sentences so I had to survey between the broken translations from about 5 videos, from youtube, blogs and fan forums. I kinda arranged the lyrics myself to make it look like proper English. Guess what, that was a week ago and now the proper translations came out! It's almost the same as mine! Have a look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Fine Spring Day - Ryeowook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A warm breeze is blowing like that day, The potted plant that you loved is blooming with flowers,&lt;br /&gt;As a spring day is being casted down on me, I still want to go for a winter sleep,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're very far, very far away, To be honest I missed you everyday,&lt;br /&gt;Even the very small very small trivial things, I think of you everyday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your scent that was left in the room which comforts me are scattered in the flowers,&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold on to the air that you were in, Believing that in time I won't feel that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're very far, very far away, To be honest I missed you everyday,&lt;br /&gt;Even the very small very small trivial things, I think of you everyday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day becomes months,&lt;br /&gt;A new spring will come to my heart again someday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're very far, very far away, I believe that everyday will be spring for you,&lt;br /&gt;In a very long, very long time from now,If you see me tell me that we were always together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From how I read the lyrics I'd say that this song is about a person who lost his loved one. As he tries to move on from her, the smallest of things reminds him of how they lived. He hopes as time goes by he will be able to move on. His love is probably having a happy life up in heaven. He hopes that when he sees her there, the girl will tell him that she's always watched over him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even done the meaning of the song on the day I did the lyrics. I'm so proud of myself sometimes x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the video I recently found in youtube...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1RB2irhAT5k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1RB2irhAT5k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this is the other song from the Super Junior album..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mhv3vlZaHZc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mhv3vlZaHZc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-158017676251407341?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/158017676251407341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/05/bonamana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/158017676251407341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/158017676251407341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/05/bonamana.html' title='Bonamana'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-4195752845475215275</id><published>2010-05-24T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T08:25:39.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shock of the New Era</title><content type='html'>Early this month, Beast released their second mini album with songs that are just plain awesome. Lyrics, beat, emoness with a bit of rap. Genius xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their title track being Shock, though it kinda has broken english in it, is super catchy! Talks about well, being shocked from separation. I assure you if you listen to it for at least 5-10 times, you'll get the song stuck in your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another song from the album is called Take Care of my Girlfriend (Say No). The continuation from Shock MV. Talking about how a guys friend asked him if he could date his ex and... the rest is easy to figure out =) Also very catchy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is Easy. I didn't really find this song SUPER awesome at first but after I heard their sincere version.. Yeah, they called it that. It became one of my favourite songs. With their performance too in M!Countdown. These guys can not only dance but they can sing as well =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one more song though.. The one that I like the least in the album, Special. Special is well...Slowly growing into me. But I don't think I'm gonna say it's awesome. Didn't really pay attention to the lyrics for this one. It's just the same as all Kpop songs... It's CATCHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watch it on youtube cause I don't know how to make it any smaller... Just double click x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9PPvqY0UTCg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9PPvqY0UTCg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I9-bSSWWxK0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I9-bSSWWxK0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gLtxdIGY-vU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gLtxdIGY-vU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dhm4xUwrvNs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dhm4xUwrvNs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-4195752845475215275?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/4195752845475215275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/05/shock-of-new-era.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/4195752845475215275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/4195752845475215275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/05/shock-of-new-era.html' title='Shock of the New Era'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-8710767214410315046</id><published>2010-05-24T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T07:03:51.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The word nobody gets tired of....</title><content type='html'>Today 9am-12pm... WILL BE THE ONLY 3 HOURS I WILL SPEND IN COLLEGE FOR MAY AND JUNE!!!&lt;br /&gt;In other words...&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!HOLIDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now that I'm done with that, time to say what I wanna say..&lt;br /&gt;It's been on my mind for as long as I can remember... After the assignments and projects, I wanna have as much fun as possible during these holidays. But what is there to do? 1 month and more...&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna just sit at home all day on my laptop. I only do that when there's college xP&lt;br /&gt;I need to think of something that keeps me busy... I mean FUN all the time..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should go for a 1 month trip? Nobody would go with me though.. See that's the problem, I don't have enough people to call for trips.. Sigh... What do I do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-8710767214410315046?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/8710767214410315046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/05/word-nobody-gets-tired-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/8710767214410315046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/8710767214410315046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/05/word-nobody-gets-tired-of.html' title='The word nobody gets tired of....'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-7956455430479744444</id><published>2010-04-09T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T09:51:24.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March, April, May, HOLIDAY!</title><content type='html'>So today is the day I finally done everything for my 3 girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally did something as a "thanks for being born" to my cousin today =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March is definitely the month where 3 of my favourite people celebrate their birthday. It's so weird that all 3 of them are all cousins xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thanks to Chloe Wong, for making every weekend something to look forward to. For introducing me to KPop which I'm kinda addicted to right now. Definitely thank you for growing up with me from when I was 3 up til now haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Gillian Wong, for making funny mistakes and comments without really thinking. For the endless laughs for no reason at all. Also, thank you for making me smile when I look at you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I can't forget Sharon Lee, thanks for always being by my side, trusting me and "guiding" me. For entertaining me whenever I'm bored and just make me feel that I'm someone that people can rely on. It feels great to be feel like that FYI xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March's already moved on anyways and it's already mid April. So much courseworks lately(that's why I didn't update for some time). Another month and I'll be sitting for exams. SO... MUCH... STRESS! But I'm still considered as "taking it lightly". Somebody needs to motivate me xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why am I updating today since I'm so busy? Seriously, when it's a friday night, you just feel like either resting or going out to have fun. So I had my fun just now... and now I'm resting! I don't think I'll ever study on a friday unless there's exams next week.&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I'll post another one until after exams. So... Bye for a month..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait! I forgot to say something! Congrats sis!! I'm really happy for you! Honestly speaking you really seem more cheerful too nowadays. So, I'm happy too =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-7956455430479744444?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/7956455430479744444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/04/march-april-may-holiday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/7956455430479744444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/7956455430479744444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/04/march-april-may-holiday.html' title='March, April, May, HOLIDAY!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-7464549498377913244</id><published>2010-03-28T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T07:44:12.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't see the person that you and I loved</title><content type='html'>I've always loved Keep Holding On by Avril Lavigne. It's just awesome! I even remembered that I sung along when Eragon ended =D&lt;br /&gt;Because the lyrics are just so real and motivating , together with an awesome tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's nothing you can say, nothing you can do, there's no other way when it comes to the truth so keep holding on.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone can relate to this part of the song. There always comes a point where the solution is just to keep going. Continue what you're doing as if nothing had happened. For me, when I'm on the edge, I listen to this song and just move on. The song just came all of a sudden that time. Since I randomly play the songs in my playlist, this song rarely comes up. So it's cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Glee did a cover for this song too. Some parts were better and the other parts I prefer the original one. Anyways they're both worth listening too so check it out in youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song that I really wanna share in this post is neither of the songs before&amp;nbsp;this. It's a Korean ballad song. It's I Am.. by Kara. Kara is a 5-girl group that became popular through songs like Mr. and now Lupin. Both are catchy songs that people love so much these days. I like I Am.. though, out of most of the songs that they sing. If you read my blog from start you'll probably know why I like this song so much so I'm not gonna say why I love this song =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yjxUm-xRMDM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yjxUm-xRMDM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-7464549498377913244?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/7464549498377913244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-cant-see-person-that-you-and-i-loved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/7464549498377913244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/7464549498377913244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-cant-see-person-that-you-and-i-loved.html' title='I can&apos;t see the person that you and I loved'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-4452750464095250878</id><published>2010-03-07T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T20:45:52.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Layout Meant Something</title><content type='html'>Here's something that I think you should know. The theme for this whole background actually wasn't based on The First One by Boys Like Girls. I found this background cause I was looking for something like a storm. Of how memories came into a person's mind but never left him when those related to it left his life. I still picture that in my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a playground, &lt;br /&gt;sitting on a swing, &lt;br /&gt;it was raining, &lt;br /&gt;looking around from where he's sitting,&lt;br /&gt;visions of him and her starting to appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was supposed to be what I wanted for this blog. I couldn't find it even after so long. When I finally came across this one that you see now. It's kinda in the opposite situation of what&amp;nbsp;I wanted. So I put it anyway. With some editing from a friend, I made it look like that. She edited the pictures, I edited the html. That's how it became what it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I was thinking, maybe I should've tried even harder to find that picture in my mind. Cause after all, the song that I wanted to express to you from this blog then and now are still the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Before The Storm &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nick Jonas&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; Miley Cyrus&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know this isn't what I wanted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never thought it'd come this far&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just thinkin' back to where we started&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And how we lost all that we are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were young and times were easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I could see it's not the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm standing here but you don't see me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd give it all for that to change&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I don't want to lose her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't want to let her go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Standing out in the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Need to know if it's over &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause I will leave you alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm flooded with all this pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knowing that I'll never hold her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like I did&lt;/em&gt; before the storm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before the storm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With every strike of lightning &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Comes a memory that last&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and not a word is left unspoken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As the thunder starts to crash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe I should give up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Standing out in the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Need to know if it's over &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause I will leave you alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm flooded with all this pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knowing that I'll never hold her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like I did&lt;/em&gt; before the storm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm trying to keep the lights from going out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the clouds from ripping out my broken heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They always say a heart is not a home &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Without the one who gets you through the storm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Standing out in the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Knowing that it's really over &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please don't leave me alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm flooded with all this pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Knowing that I'll never hold you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like I did before the storm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like I did before the storm &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll change my background when I find this picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-4452750464095250878?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/4452750464095250878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/03/layout-meant-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/4452750464095250878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/4452750464095250878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/03/layout-meant-something.html' title='The Layout Meant Something'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-4665889491814176456</id><published>2010-03-04T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T07:56:23.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some say it ain't over til it's over, but I guess it's really over now.</title><content type='html'>Listen to the song that I listen to at least 2 times everyday. I posted 2 videos, one is the music video of the song and the other is just the music and lyrics in the screen. It helps to read the lyrics from the video so that you actually know the timing for the words. People tend to just listen to the beat or rhythm of the song when they like a song. I feel that those who really like songs pay attention to the lyrics as well. So please watch both =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="313" width="384"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6uthxUVMcYw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6uthxUVMcYw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="384" height="313" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="313" width="384"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6kAH4oUO4KU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6kAH4oUO4KU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="384" height="313" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-4665889491814176456?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/4665889491814176456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/03/some-say-it-aint-over-til-its-over-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/4665889491814176456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/4665889491814176456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/03/some-say-it-aint-over-til-its-over-but.html' title='Some say it ain&apos;t over til it&apos;s over, but I guess it&apos;s really over now.'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-2017481884661013056</id><published>2010-03-04T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T06:40:17.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I could've might've would've been dead by now. Nah I'm just joking xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S4_FwgSPEGI/AAAAAAAAAO4/UcslOHqxQ0c/s1600-h/Sisters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S4_FwgSPEGI/AAAAAAAAAO4/UcslOHqxQ0c/s320/Sisters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;To be honest&amp;nbsp;I wasn't planing on blogging today. There's just something I need to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I know sometimes(or a lot of times) I can be very annoying. I always have the tendency of thinking too much. I've never made a smart decision but a lot of really stupid ones instead. After that I'll go on regretting over what was done and can't get rid of it. Talk and talk and talk and never stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;What I wanna share today is that whatever I did so far, somebody still talks to me. No matter how annoying, stupid and childish I was. Somebody did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Somebody asked how I felt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Somebody kept me company.&lt;/div&gt;Somebody withstood all of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I never really believed that there'd be anyone in this world who's just positive all day and never lose it. I'm grateful for having someone like that. My sis! Not my gf. My SIS! Regina Wong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She makes me happy when I'm down. Makes me smile =) Makes me laugh xD Makes me feel there's somebody to rely on when there's trouble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S4_Fszf1RQI/AAAAAAAAAOw/aZKAzQHNKp8/s1600-h/9bb3dd9894ec63709d008b15cd150f72.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S4_Fszf1RQI/AAAAAAAAAOw/aZKAzQHNKp8/s320/9bb3dd9894ec63709d008b15cd150f72.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So does this make up for not posting yesterday???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Seems like for every pic I can find, I'll always find a quote first lol&lt;/div&gt;"Having a sister is like having a best friend you can't get rid of. You know whatever you do, they'll still be there."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-2017481884661013056?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/2017481884661013056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-couldve-mightve-wouldve-been-dead-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2017481884661013056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2017481884661013056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-couldve-mightve-wouldve-been-dead-by.html' title='I could&apos;ve might&apos;ve would&apos;ve been dead by now. Nah I&apos;m just joking xD'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S4_FwgSPEGI/AAAAAAAAAO4/UcslOHqxQ0c/s72-c/Sisters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-7282575915915094789</id><published>2010-03-02T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T00:16:29.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Loner, daradiridaradu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S4zJBVg8gVI/AAAAAAAAAOo/aNWLe5H42XM/s1600-h/hearts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S4zJBVg8gVI/AAAAAAAAAOo/aNWLe5H42XM/s320/hearts.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I just thought of this a while ago. Flashbacks came around here and there and then I thought..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"You can't possibly move on or forget someone without another person helping you out. You can never do it alone."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And it's probably true! &lt;/div&gt;Let's take a couple for an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Guy wants to break up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Why? He's not feeling the love anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Why? Cause he's in love with some other girl OR he just can't take much more of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So the girl has no choice but to move on. To move on though, would be really tough. How can you INSTANTLY forget somebody that you've gotten extremely closed with? Well you can't obviously. There could be two ways though for this scenario.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;One, you can take it slow, let time heal and suffer, suffer and well, suffer. Did you watch Twilight? Watched New Moon? Yeah, you know the part where Edward leaves Bella and Bella gets nightmares everynight and screams like she's literally in so much pain that she could die? THAT'S NOT HOW IT'S GONNA BE. That part of the movie is like, super exaggeration. Trust me, I've dreamt about somebody I REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLYYYYYY care about DIE in front of my eyes ( For you people who think this is made up, it's NOT. For those of you who still don't believe, well, there's no reason why you should complain about my blog since it's MY BLOG ). So, for those who believe, I only woke up and stayed in shocked for about 10 minutes, more or less. It wouldn't be like Miss I-Cant-Live-Without-Him but you really will suffer. There's no telling when you'll actually forget him/her too so why suffer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Way number 2? You could start talking about it to your friends, if they ARE friends, you'll probably get consoling and taken out to places to remind you what friends are. There's probably no need for consoling and all those cause usually letting it all out is satisfying enough but hey! When there's free stuff, who wouldn't take them? Just make sure you tell the right friends though. It's way faster to heal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Well, I might sound like I'm all that but actually, all these stuff just came out of my mind. I'm pretty sure most of it are right. I've had life experiences to help me write all of these though. These are just my thoughts. Those of you who thinks that I'm so late at finding all these out, I'm sorry. I didn't know there's a dead line in life for knowing stuff like these. By the way, this is my blog&amp;nbsp;,my thoughts and&amp;nbsp;my life, who are you? You're just somebody who reads what I post. Nothing more =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Found a pic, found a quote too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love me when I least deserve it because that is when I really need it"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-7282575915915094789?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/7282575915915094789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-loner-daradiridaradu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/7282575915915094789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/7282575915915094789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-loner-daradiridaradu.html' title='I&apos;m a Loner, daradiridaradu!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S4zJBVg8gVI/AAAAAAAAAOo/aNWLe5H42XM/s72-c/hearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-2391401665208672317</id><published>2010-02-28T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T22:55:22.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aquamarine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S4tjsZSGzHI/AAAAAAAAAOg/K2KMwYp_GNQ/s1600-h/743c12b0193016cc61efdcbb21c1801a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S4tjsZSGzHI/AAAAAAAAAOg/K2KMwYp_GNQ/s320/743c12b0193016cc61efdcbb21c1801a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It's March again and like the post last year, this month is the birth month of all my favourite girls. Kinda all. One more isn't celebrating til June. Two more in December if you wanna count them too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March isn't my favourite month. There's so much to spend and there'll be classes and all those boring things. But at least, out of the 4 weeks in the month there'll be at least 3 weeks with something to look forward to at the end of it. Making it less.... well... same old same old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. What should I do this year? Buy something? Or just wishing will do? Are they even celebrating it like last year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never good at presents. I didn't know how I got those last year. Something just told me I should. So what do I do this year? @@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it just has to come naturally. Looks at something. Think it's good. Buy it. Time to look at A LOT of stuffs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope it goes well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I found out that the birthstone for March is aquamarine. Went and searched for some pics of aquamarine and bluish fairy-like drawings appear. How are birthstones related to girls? I don't think this pic is considered aquamarine too but it seems nice. Probably better than having a drawing or fairies. I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-2391401665208672317?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/2391401665208672317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/02/aquamarine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2391401665208672317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2391401665208672317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/02/aquamarine.html' title='Aquamarine'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S4tjsZSGzHI/AAAAAAAAAOg/K2KMwYp_GNQ/s72-c/743c12b0193016cc61efdcbb21c1801a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-4768587905862977871</id><published>2010-02-27T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T23:41:46.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I finally realize, that I'm nothing without you. I was so wrong, forgive me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S4oeAXDvgkI/AAAAAAAAAOY/drZ5deM0_x4/s1600-h/e9b3f5438b3fe93bf6c7d3fd57281b02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S4oeAXDvgkI/AAAAAAAAAOY/drZ5deM0_x4/s400/e9b3f5438b3fe93bf6c7d3fd57281b02.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My broken heart like a wave &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shaken heart like a wind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart vanished like smoke &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can’t be removed like a tattoo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sigh deeply as if a ground is going to cave in &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only dusts are piled up in my mind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(say goodbye) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I thought I wouldn’t be able to live even one day without you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I managed to live on longer than I thought &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t answer anything as I cry out “I miss you” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope for a vain expectation but now it’s useless &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it about that person next to you, did he make you cry? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear can you even see me, did you forget completely? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am worried, I feel anxiety because I can’t get close nor try to talk to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend long nights by myself, erasing my thoughts a thousand times &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t look back and leave &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t find me again and live on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I have no regrets from loving you, take only the good memories &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can bear it in some way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can stand in some way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should be happy if you are like this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I become dull day by day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh girl I cry, cry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re my all, say goodbye…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we pass by each other on the street &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act like you didn’t see me and go the way you were walking to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you keep thinking about our past memories &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might go look for you secretly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always be happy with him, so I won’t ever get a different mind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even smallest regret won’t be left out ever &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please live well as if I should feel jealous &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should always be like that bright sky, like that white cloud &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you should always smile like that as if nothing happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope your heart feels relieved &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please forget about me and live on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those tears will dry completely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time passes by &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would’ve hurt less if we didn’t meet at all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you will bury our promise of being together forever baby &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for you &lt;br /&gt;Oh girl I cry, cry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re my all, say goodbye, bye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my love don’t lie, lie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re my heart, say goodbye &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;This song is one of my favourites. It's definitely one of the songs that made me addicted to K-pop. Check out the music video of this song. You'll be impressed. I'm sure most of you have already seen this one though. If you don't, this song is called Haru Haru by Big Bang which means day by day or everyday. Of course, part of the lyrics that I posted up there would seem abit weird. This is just a translation was made so that it makes sense to english readers at the same time translating it so that it relates closest to the Korean words that were used for this song. So don't complain, these people tried their best to help us understand the song. Just be grateful that there're still people like that. I got so addicted to this song that I can actually sing about 70% of this song in Korean without even looking at the romanizations. I also understand 50% of what I can sing. Will try to get everything to 100%. Proud I am =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-4768587905862977871?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/4768587905862977871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-finally-realize-that-im-nothing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/4768587905862977871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/4768587905862977871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-finally-realize-that-im-nothing.html' title='I finally realize, that I&apos;m nothing without you. I was so wrong, forgive me.'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S4oeAXDvgkI/AAAAAAAAAOY/drZ5deM0_x4/s72-c/e9b3f5438b3fe93bf6c7d3fd57281b02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-6589324647014345247</id><published>2010-02-25T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T09:25:02.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haru haru, mudyeojogane...</title><content type='html'>I woke up before the alarm rang today, but I just waited for it to go off anyways before&amp;nbsp;I get out of bed. In my head I know after those 2 hours in college it'd be time for being happy spending time with my sis. &lt;br /&gt;When the day ended, I think I'm the&amp;nbsp;most upset&amp;nbsp;person among my friends. I don't know but I think I'd be one of them anyway. I couldn't even say anything when it was time to go. Just a soft "bye". That's all.&lt;br /&gt;I guess even a whole day wasn't enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, she has&amp;nbsp;to continue her&amp;nbsp;studies, finish it up, get a job. I know, but.. I feel like sometimes, in situations like these, you don't gain anything if you're not selfish. I kept hoping time won't pass. Wishing it just stops for me.&lt;br /&gt;Can you.. not.... please?&lt;br /&gt;Please.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-6589324647014345247?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/6589324647014345247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/02/haru-haru-mudyeojogane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/6589324647014345247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/6589324647014345247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/02/haru-haru-mudyeojogane.html' title='Haru haru, mudyeojogane...'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-3964548855432494327</id><published>2010-02-24T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T06:19:41.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very sad I am. Miss Sis I will.</title><content type='html'>It's already Thursday tomorrow.. &lt;br /&gt;Then sis is going off the next day..&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so sad =(&lt;br /&gt;My holidays for ONCE wasn't mostly sitting in front of my laptop at home. It's going out more and more. Being busy with friends. Best way to spend holidays =D&lt;br /&gt;So, now that you're going and probably not coming back for 3 years. I bought you this! But I forgot to take a photo of it.. Oh well, I know how it looks like.. You know how it looks like.. Fair enough xD&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday for the next 3 years!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now when you get back from Adelaide you'll owe me 3 years of birthday presents!!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say now lol&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss you a lot! Even if it's only been about 3 months since you came back ='(&lt;br /&gt;Have a safe flight!! Good luck!! Make sure you get me a photo of Taylor if she ever goes there again =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-3964548855432494327?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/3964548855432494327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/02/very-sad-i-am-miss-sis-i-will.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/3964548855432494327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/3964548855432494327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/02/very-sad-i-am-miss-sis-i-will.html' title='Very sad I am. Miss Sis I will.'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-8051261861658547548</id><published>2010-02-09T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T09:29:10.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today Was a Fairytale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/e4/Valentines_day_poster_10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kt="true" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/e4/Valentines_day_poster_10.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Valentine's Day.. Movie that kinda tells what things are like in the real world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Why I watched it? Actually the only reason is cause Taylor Swift is in it. Now though I feel like this movie shows more than just a compilation of love stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Swift and Lautner kinda have just small roles and are negligible from the storyline of the movies. They just love and love and love all the way til the end. No special stuff or ups and downs in their relationship. She still made the movie better! Yes! I'm bias! Deal wih it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;What the movie talks about how people you tend to think or know you love sometimes turn against you. Like breaking up with you or just leaves you without notice and of course cheating on you. They get their punishment of course but what happens to the good guys? The victims?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;They get heartbroken, dissapointed and depressed. Sounds like reality, unfortunately this is a movie and movies gotta have happy endings. We don't wanna ruin lives of dreamers now. Let them have their fairytale. So the main guys Ashton Kutcher and Jennifer Garner are just best friends.They're loving and caring for one another. They're minds are set to them being just best friends but so it never occured to them how they really felt. Well, that's how I thought it's like. Like every other love stories, they end up being together. How else would I know they loved each other more than best friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Seeing Taylor in the movie made me smile and all but this other story about best friends kinda reminds me of another friend or person now. Having being really like best friends, closer than ever and now, being complete strangers. Those fun memories to those that aren't that fun at all. The movie didn't trigger the memories but it ampified it. See? No matter how much effort you put in to get rid of that person, those memories will come haunting you. That's the flaw to my way of dealing with people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Cool movie overall though. Thanks to Kelly for the tickets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-8051261861658547548?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/8051261861658547548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-was-fairytale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/8051261861658547548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/8051261861658547548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-was-fairytale.html' title='Today Was a Fairytale'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-2195284287048168509</id><published>2010-02-02T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T06:52:13.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll defend those I love and look up to. I kinda love everyone too but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Ever thought, "If only this person never existed in my life, it'd probably be way better than it is now. Even after getting rid of this dude, the memories still haunt me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;You gotta really hate that person to think that. Hey, everyone has somebody they hate, but til what extent? That's kinda variable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;So what do you do? What would people do? What did I do? Well... I kinda made sure she doesn't exist in my current life. Yeah.. Memories are still there.. Wish there's something to get rid of that as well. You just gotta do your best at what you wanna do right? Some things can't be helped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Aren't you being kinda evil? Might be but it's gotta be way better than wasting my time coming up with evil schemes to humiliate them, bring them down, screw with them, whatever. When he/she doesn't exist to you, you probably won't exist in their life either, then eventually forget each other and wow, does't that work well? And it only takes a couple of minutes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Currently I only have one girl who's in this category, well, if you have a lot you probably have a lot of people to hate or you just aren't.. a good person at all.. as in the way below average type of bad. You must envy her, not having me in your life is the best thing that could happen to you! So I'm gonna show you how you can be just like that lucky person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S2g3BI-XWII/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Ig7v6ET4aKY/s1600-h/20100112_yurisitcom_01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S2g3BI-XWII/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Ig7v6ET4aKY/s320/20100112_yurisitcom_01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S2g2GEQxGFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/zp_IUT-JahY/s1600-h/Blue+Eyes.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S2g2GEQxGFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/zp_IUT-JahY/s320/Blue+Eyes.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S2g240LE0hI/AAAAAAAAAOI/qnKZfccx4dA/s1600-h/boys_like_girls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S2g240LE0hI/AAAAAAAAAOI/qnKZfccx4dA/s320/boys_like_girls.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;See those 3 pictures? Recognise them, know them and insult them. Tell it to my face, you got 3 chances. If you do well enough you'll be able to win yourself probably the best prize ever! Of course, this doesn't work on everyone cause I'm like one of the few people in this world that gets pissed with people insulting my idols or just favourite bunch of people. Easy ain't it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;You'll probably get me to hate you enough til I actually want you to disappear from my life =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-2195284287048168509?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/2195284287048168509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/02/ill-defend-those-i-love-and-look-up-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2195284287048168509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2195284287048168509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/02/ill-defend-those-i-love-and-look-up-to.html' title='I&apos;ll defend those I love and look up to. I kinda love everyone too but...'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S2g3BI-XWII/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Ig7v6ET4aKY/s72-c/20100112_yurisitcom_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-9125888113347211109</id><published>2010-01-29T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T20:38:01.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's concert? Nokia's concert? No! It's Boys Like Girls' concert!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;This isn't one of those days where you think ,"Oh! I came early, so I'm gonna get the best seat for the concert! Wooooo!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Nope it was nothing like that. Yeah I kinda went early like 1pm early and stood and sat and waited and checked out rehearsals(which was quite cool since I saw BLG in advance) all the way til it was 7pm. And guess what? The so called rela guys open the curtains so that people could go in 1 by 1 it seems. Yeah right, that's gonna happen... There was so much pushing that none of those rela dudes nor the nokia crew was able to hold them(us) which means STAMPEDE! I see railings break apart, people getting injured and girls crying and passing out. Wasn't a good sight, very messy, very panicky, a lot of shouting, a lot of cursing which was cool for some reason. Either way my bro and his friends got in and me...... I kinda stood there realising I didn't have to line up since I had Meet and Greet passes. So I went back out.... with destroyed shoes... They were literally black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;So... waited for Kelly, went to the Hitz cruiser vehicle thing, chatted with Christine(Hitz cruiser) who was surprisingly VERY friendly, won some prizes and got us our Meet and Greet passes! But Meet and Greet was seriously MEET AND GREET. Went to see them, said hi, posed for 10 seconds and well.... that's all! Couldn't even get autographs... And I brought my album....... At least some girl gave them a scrap book then Martin took out his IPhone to take a photo of it. Did I mention they were TALL? I was also kinda like the only guy who's in the meet and greet thingy. So Martin kinda noticed then shoved me a little. Excited? YES. Gay? NO. I'm a fan, I'm kinda allowed to get excited even if it's a guy xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;And we didn't get some special seats for when they perform later. We had to stand at the back of the crowd to watch them perform. Sigh. They performed like what? 5 songs? Oh wait, I Got a Feeling, Love Drunk, She's Got a Boyfriend Now, Two is Better Than One, Heels Over Head, Heart Heart Heartbreak, Thunder,&amp;nbsp;Five Minutes to Midnight, Hero/Heroine and The Great Escape. OOOOooooooooooo. Owh so what? Extra 5 songs won't make a difference. But wow, the crowd and the atmosphere, the people at the front didn't notice, but I was standing at the back and saw how awesome it was. Everyone reacted to each song. With the same movements!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Everyone sang along to every song, that's really surprising, even if it's not everyone there's gotta be like 80% of them. Even from I Got a Feeling, wow. Then Love Drunk, I get high whenever I listen to the opening of Love Drunk xP. She's Got a Boyfriend Now too, they were singing along and Martin said ,"Lead singer's single now" girls went wild, I did too... for some reason @@. Heels Over Head, never played on the radio before.. wow. Yeap they seriously sang along to every song. Then when it came to Two is Better Than One, from the back I saw everyone bringing their hands up swaying with showing the number 2 with their fingers then slowly changing to 1. Martin didn't ask them to do shit and WE still did it. So cool xD. Heart Heart Heartbreak was a real killer, he was teaching the crowd how to sing the chorus but it's like most of us already know them and sang along when he was teaching. That song... in a concert... with so many fans... ROCKS! They ended their performance with The Great Escape probably the best song to end a performance. For those of you who don't know The Great Escape or don't like that song, seriously, your life sucks. The closing was the best! Martin showed a heart shape with his hands and the crowd showed back. Somebody should've taken a picture of that! Shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Yeap, I didn't pay attention to the 5 other performers. I went out to claim my passes and when the session was over, only Khalil Fong was left before BLG. Couldn't win my phone... I blame that bloody stampede. After being involved in the crowd during the guys performance just makes it all better and more. I jumped and lifted my hand up the WHOLE time. Seriously! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Too bad you missed it sis. It was AWESOME. My legs were already tired to begin with from jogging then from waiting the whole noon, but I still jumped. Which is why I can't moved my legs now and probably for tomorrow too. Voice-less as well xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Boys Like Girls forever.. Nobody can compete with them to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Photos aren't hear yet... Let me get it from Kelly first =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-9125888113347211109?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/9125888113347211109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/01/whos-concert-nokias-concert-no-its-boys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/9125888113347211109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/9125888113347211109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/01/whos-concert-nokias-concert-no-its-boys.html' title='Who&apos;s concert? Nokia&apos;s concert? No! It&apos;s Boys Like Girls&apos; concert!!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-1495672451596404065</id><published>2010-01-21T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T07:30:04.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today Was a Fairytale</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Yesterday was the day I found this song, Today Was a Fairytale by Taylor Swift. Kinda during midnight but that was still yesterday. 24 hours later I found out that my day was the opposite of that song. Seriously, what do you call this? Coincidence?&amp;nbsp;Or should it mean something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;So I slept, then woke up to watch the Manchester Derby. FIRST bad incident, United lost. I kinda expected that but you can't really lose when you're 1-0 up if you're Manchester United. Letting that dude that left your club be the man of the match isn't great either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;So fine, whatever, they lost. Went back up to sleep, it was 6am then. I couldn't sleep! Fine, just wake up, maybe I can take a nap when I'm tired later. SECOND bad incident, there's this contest now to win Boys Like Girls tickets. Whether concert or not I don't know. So I smsed hitz, wasn't thinking I'd win since I was kinda 5 seconds late from sending my message. But guess what? I won! =D BUT my house aint got a good enough line for me to talk to Adam for like 1 minute? AND he called TWICE! Note to self, first thing to do after having enough cash. SHIFT HOUSE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;That one hit me hard. Real hard. I was hurting myself for like an hour? Seriously! THIRD and FORTH bad incident? I rather not say.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Today was no fairytale, it's like reality all over again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Oh! Hears another from today, thisthing doesn't let me upload a pic. This is just awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-1495672451596404065?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/1495672451596404065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-was-fairytale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/1495672451596404065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/1495672451596404065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-was-fairytale.html' title='Today Was a Fairytale'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-2872921747749614782</id><published>2010-01-17T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T07:56:47.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and Respect! (Quote by Jay Park of 2pm)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S1MycGDoeBI/AAAAAAAAAN4/vEAzt6DUh9E/s1600-h/Love_win_by_Alephunky.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S1MycGDoeBI/AAAAAAAAAN4/vEAzt6DUh9E/s400/Love_win_by_Alephunky.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;With so much things happening recently I've been thinking, that if everything can be put aside and people just live with their own religions, not arguing over who's right and who's not, not questioning anything with the thought of that it might offend the others and of course not opposing one's believes. I mean come on, if that can be done, Earth might actually have only&amp;nbsp;ONE country. There wouldn't be countries, there'd just be regions dividing the areas, NOT beliefs. It's just weird that people would just ask someone to come join their own religion. If he/she is already somehow part of it then okay, fine, invite them but you don't ask someone that's already got other beliefs, worship other Gods or whatever. Don't you think that's kinda like insulting? Where's your consideration? Have you ever thought you're pressuring that person which most probably will be your friend? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;For example, no offence, but I hear from some people that if you're&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;Christian&amp;nbsp;you'll go to heaven. Hey, you gotta agree right? If you think about it, there's no such thing as&amp;nbsp;any religion&amp;nbsp;that brings you to hell when you die.&amp;nbsp;So yes, that's acceptable but you don't go telling people who are not Christians that they'll go to hell if they're not one of them. Yea it's your belief, I understand, I think most people would. However what were you thinking when you told your friends that? You're scaring AND threatening them in a way. Where's the respect for others believes? I'm not trying to make a scene here but think for a minute. I know not everyone does it but there's no denying there ARE people like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Another thing, I've seen couples that break up over their difference in beliefs. Come on! How did you propose to her? BECAUSE YOU LOVE HER! Why did you accept his proposal? BECAUSE YOU LOVE HIM! What does love even mean to you guys? Is it just another word so that the chance of getting coupled-up will be higher? Shouldn't people love each other despite their difference? What's love to you people anyways? Breaking up over one problem. That just shows how much love you have for them. And yeah! I've seen MARRIED couples who have different beliefs up until today! NO conversion! That's who I respect. They still love each other despite the pressure that's involve. And this is REAL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;What about family? I'm sure everyone has family members that vary in beliefs here and there. Do you talk to them? Wait a minute, of course you talk to them right? Good for you. Some don't. Hey! We're talking about RELATIVES, not strangers! So what now? If your brother converted all of a sudden then you won't talk to him either? He shares the same blood! What's wrong with you people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not trying to offend anyone I'm just trying to tell you what&amp;nbsp;I think.&lt;/strong&gt; What do you prioritize in life? Where's religion on your list? For me, I definitely put family and friends first. Then it's cash? Or studies? Well either way I'm not super religious so I won't have it anywhere at the top. Just hear this, I respect your beliefs but sometimes you have to do your part of respect too. If selfishness never existed, the world that we're living in now would be peaceful and beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-2872921747749614782?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/2872921747749614782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-and-respect-quote-by-jay-park-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2872921747749614782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2872921747749614782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-and-respect-quote-by-jay-park-of.html' title='Love and Respect! (Quote by Jay Park of 2pm)'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S1MycGDoeBI/AAAAAAAAAN4/vEAzt6DUh9E/s72-c/Love_win_by_Alephunky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-4964108978523815013</id><published>2010-01-15T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T09:29:59.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of exam!! Whatdoidowhatdoido????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;That night, I set the alarm to 7.45 so I'd wake up just in time to do everything before I went for exam the next day. I don't know why but EVERYnight whe the next day's an exam day, I just can't seem to sleep. Roll around the bed, sat up, lie down, move right, move left.... I was going crazy!! Yet for some reason I was pretty calm since I didn't really study a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;So... the next morning I woke up a few times. I think one was around 4am, then around 5.30am, 7am and finally 8am(Yes I can tell the time of my room based on the brightness. You think you'll at least know something about your room after&amp;nbsp;more than 5&amp;nbsp;years.) And I knew I woke up at 8 cause well, I was late!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;I just thought since I'm already up why not just go earlier. I checked my phone and it was already 8am! Why didn't the alarm sound? Cause I didn't change it to 7.45AM. Owh... bad mistake. And I was so lucky I actually decide to wake up. Phew...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Well, actually the rush was pretty well-timed. Bath, changed, drove, parked, reached, and took the test without even having time to think about anything else. Which was good for today. Test was 2 hours. Finished exactly 5 minutes before 11 with 3 questions left blank. Hope I can pass....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Then! It was over! 3 weeks break! First thing I did was rush home and online! Since Regina didn't have lunch and Yee Min was free so we went lunch together at the Kanna Curry House that's NOT near my house. Together with Elvina, and 2 guys which Yee Min knows but I don't. Yeah highschool was kind horrible for me.. Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;So, Regina asked Yee Min to go to her house which means I'm going to her house since I feched Yee Min. It's vios vs kenari all the way to her house. Of course, who "won" was obvious. So, sis house we are at! Was there all noon talking and watching korean videos.. Then music bank! But didn't get to watch finish since we gotta go. And I needed to rush to Nelson Tan for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;So after sending Yee Min back, I went there direct with Kumaran. Had dinner with Dorothy, Yvonne, Sann Dee, Sharon, Claire, Mahes(came later when we're done eating), Cheah Yau, David Woong, Kumaran and&amp;nbsp;Lum. Wasn't a lot of people but it's enough to be fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;After dinner = night = GG. Sadly only me, Lum, Alex and Kumaran went and the girls went to Jusco to "yumcha". Wasn't as fun as I planned it to be. We did finish a REALISM MODE EXPERT DIFFICULTY finale. It was Parish. Guess who's the hero? You know who it is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;And here I am now! Bored or typing this long post and annoyed at why sometimes when I type it on the keyboard it doesn't come out perfect but in thing's like messenger it comes out fine. If you actually read the whole post. You're gonna be my best friend!! Or you're probably my sis lol. By the way!! Becareful there sis! Have fun but becareful! Seriously becareful! Well, you get the idea but still, BECAREFUL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Your bro cares for you =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-4964108978523815013?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/4964108978523815013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-day-of-exam-whatdoidowhatdoido.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/4964108978523815013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/4964108978523815013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-day-of-exam-whatdoidowhatdoido.html' title='Last day of exam!! Whatdoidowhatdoido????'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-2712458416766724703</id><published>2010-01-12T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T17:58:09.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics that rocks my life! Or the other way around..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S0yh9Pe7dCI/AAAAAAAAANw/b7mBgq6WLb0/s1600-h/music.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S0yh9Pe7dCI/AAAAAAAAANw/b7mBgq6WLb0/s320/music.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Today.... I'm gonna blog about..... Lyrics!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Yes! I'm bored at night. Why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Cause when you have a bro that shares the same room with you and he has school the next day you'll kinda be in this situation where your whole room is dark and the only light is coming from your laptop which isn't quite enough for reading notes. That's why!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;And when I'm bored? I blog.. Well, most of the time.. There's just some blogging-mood aura when it's all dark and you're listening to good music with cool lyrics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;What? You don't feel the same? Welcome to my world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;You can say that I see how life is through lyrics. Too make it simple, it's like when I hear emo music, 90% of the time&amp;nbsp;I tend to get emo. Then 4 minutes later when the song changes to some joyful happy or rock song, I feel.... well, not to say happy but the mood the song sends out.. kinda like.... @@ Nevermind you'll figure it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;How I discover songs? Through a lot of things. There's radio, friends, news? youtube. But Taylor Swift songs just come to me instantly. Like... I'd know about a new song about a week before the song gets released. Just like Two is Better Than One. Technically it isn't HER song but I just found out while surfing wikipedia and typing Boys Like Girls. Creepy... But cool at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I actually listen to a song, think it's nice, then go look for the lyrics or sometimes, when it's a new song on the radio, I don't actually like that song at first, but after a while when I start to notice the lyrics, then it'll be in my playlist when&amp;nbsp;I get back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Usually I like the songs that are related to things I've experienced, experiencing and WILL experience. Okay maybe "will experience" is kinda exaggerating but hey! It sounds cool no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;When it comes to favourite songs, it's gotta be by Taylor Swift, then Boys Like Girls. Their music is just my type. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Yea&amp;nbsp;I know, Taylor's songs are from a girls point of view. Doesn't mean you can't convert them. I'm not girly! But her songs just... well... RELATE! It's like I wanna be that guy in that song of hers... Like, The Other Side of the Door. Or songs like Breathe where you can really relate when it's a break up or something like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Boys Like Girls? Well, I'm already a guy.. and they're a band consisting of guys so.... Anyways, lets still get some examples to why I like them. Lets take Two is Better Than One, it send a message to single people, or actually more to people who recently argued or broke up with the other. "Who's better being alone? There's never someone that feels great being alone. Which is why two is better than one." Or take The First One, talking about how hard it is to let go of that first love. "The first one is the worst one, when it comes to a broken heart". Well obviously there are many songs about first love but this one has a nice tune to it. Right? Learning to Fall is another one. This song easily relates. It doesn't need an explanation I'll just write down the first line of the song. "Today's the day, the worst day of my life" Sound familiar? Don't tell me you've never had a bad day before. Life isn't perfect every single day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Then recently, I found Korean songs that have lyrics that I've never heard in English songs.Some of their songs really go into detail. Let's take Taeyang from Big Bang. Wedding Dress kinda tells a story where 2 guys compete for a girl and well, he lost. Why? Cause he was slow at confessing but the girl was also oblivious. It was so obvious that they we're close as in REALLY close, but she couldn't see. The song ends with "It should've been me". Not that I've experienced things like these... I think. BUT you can take this as an example to what I "will experience". See? Now it makes sense doesn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Songs that I choose/like are mostly those with lyrics that relate to me somehow or when that song's lyrics are just beautiful. I tend to search for the meaning of that one particular line if I don't get what it means. Usually it's really hard to search so I just leave it. You'll never know what the song-writer is really thinking unless they tell you. Like those 3 up there. They're awesome people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-2712458416766724703?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/2712458416766724703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/01/lyrics-that-rocks-my-life-or-other-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2712458416766724703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2712458416766724703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/01/lyrics-that-rocks-my-life-or-other-way.html' title='Lyrics that rocks my life! Or the other way around..'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S0yh9Pe7dCI/AAAAAAAAANw/b7mBgq6WLb0/s72-c/music.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-7081386579021111391</id><published>2010-01-08T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T09:48:02.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>With friends like these, enemies are nothing..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S0duw1eCoSI/AAAAAAAAANo/05xLLFvNbT8/s1600-h/With_Friends_Like_These___by_Delano_Laramie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S0duw1eCoSI/AAAAAAAAANo/05xLLFvNbT8/s640/With_Friends_Like_These___by_Delano_Laramie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Just now we went to yumcha at coffeebean, but turns out it was so boring cause we had nothing to talk about lol. Then we thought of going to L4D. But it got so late by the time we decided so we didn't go. So... the only thing left to do besides going bak is to take a walk around the park!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Yeah... we're the only "gang" that consisted of 4 guys. Yeap, no girls, 4 GUYS. Well we did see another 4 guys but later on they disappeared. So what!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;You got an indian guy that's racist enough and been sitting beside you for as long as you can think during secondary school days. Some guy that suddenly becomes your good friend right after school ends. Some rich dude who takes you everywhere and helps you with stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;These ARE the kind of people you won't find. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;These ARE the kind of people that keeps in touch with you even when you've graduated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I know we might not be as fun or talkative as many other people. But you don't really get people who still hangout with you after graduation these days. And yes! I've got friends whose friends don't keep in touch with them as much as we do. Call us friendless or boring people but deep down you know we're that close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;We're just talking about how life was during smkb days. Form 4 was so much fun. It was kinda the turning point for the M classes. We started the "Noisiest" Class era =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Really brings back memories. And how from that time when all of us were pretty much facing different directions became what we are now. We wondered, talked, laughed and definitely missed high school life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Coincidently, there's a reunion next week! But I wonder if it'll be just as fun though. Now all I gotta find is a girl that makes me smile! That's gotta be easy! No problem.. Unless she's like some famous but not-so-famous celebrity that knows nothing about you and you're desperately in love with her. No pressure! I can do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-7081386579021111391?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/7081386579021111391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-now-we-went-to-yumcha-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/7081386579021111391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/7081386579021111391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-now-we-went-to-yumcha-at.html' title='With friends like these, enemies are nothing..'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S0duw1eCoSI/AAAAAAAAANo/05xLLFvNbT8/s72-c/With_Friends_Like_These___by_Delano_Laramie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-7690919109243049415</id><published>2010-01-05T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T02:57:51.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Color Me Corby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;He’s a hunter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;And he’s on the prowl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S0MK44xlPVI/AAAAAAAAAMo/0Ce411q72R4/s1600-h/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S0MK44xlPVI/AAAAAAAAAMo/0Ce411q72R4/s400/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Looking for the perfect white entity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;He is a minimalist. White is his colour. It is pure, it is sincere, it is minimal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423188517671582162" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S0MJOTnKudI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FLktVsieGGc/s400/1.JPG" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; cursor: hand; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;That is why he named the white hunter. Because he hunts. For white. In white. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Could it be the white tree? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S0MMB8VFcTI/AAAAAAAAAMw/0n6BeKLHEvU/s1600-h/3+copy+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S0MMB8VFcTI/AAAAAAAAAMw/0n6BeKLHEvU/s400/3+copy+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;No. It’s too peaceful. Too still. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;He needed a challenge. Something more exciting and desired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Could it be the stars? White stars that shine so bright in the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S0MQBu9UjfI/AAAAAAAAANI/bg6K6SXCOCA/s1600-h/4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S0MQBu9UjfI/AAAAAAAAANI/bg6K6SXCOCA/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;What someone would give to have a star, to hold it, to call it their own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;You would think it would be enough isn’t it? A star. Something so unreachable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S0MQpqIIOaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/0Uk_xV2gm_w/s1600-h/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S0MQpqIIOaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/0Uk_xV2gm_w/s400/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;But no. It wasn’t enough for our hunter that seeks the ULTIMATE white entity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Then.... He sensed it. It was near. He could feel it’s all powerful energy!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;He saw it over the railing... The object he was looking for..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S0MRTPOVNVI/AAAAAAAAANY/eJ_-Cj0j3Ok/s1600-h/6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S0MRTPOVNVI/AAAAAAAAANY/eJ_-Cj0j3Ok/s400/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;A white Samsung Corby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.getprice.com.au/images/uploadimg/1144/350__1_Samsung_S3653_Corby_White.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ps="true" src="http://www.getprice.com.au/images/uploadimg/1144/350__1_Samsung_S3653_Corby_White.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;It was there. So close yet so far. He wanted to feel its intuitive full touch experience, its one finger zoom, to activate his Social Networks!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;It was all there... if he could get to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;And he would. For he was the White Hunter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S0MSoz0d-6I/AAAAAAAAANg/D52m39tITIM/s1600-h/7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S0MSoz0d-6I/AAAAAAAAANg/D52m39tITIM/s400/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-7690919109243049415?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/7690919109243049415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/01/hunter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/7690919109243049415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/7690919109243049415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/01/hunter.html' title='Color Me Corby'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S0MK44xlPVI/AAAAAAAAAMo/0Ce411q72R4/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-2770299576545798670</id><published>2010-01-04T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T05:46:10.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The way I see it, they're pretty much equals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S0HxEVEvTZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/erUsD4KtNnk/s1600-h/Black_and_White_Abstract_by_phantas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422880483009580434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S0HxEVEvTZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/erUsD4KtNnk/s320/Black_and_White_Abstract_by_phantas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The colour white to me represents purity. It makes things look clean and creates that innocent or smart look in something. Since it can only be created when a number of colours fuse together, it makes this colour special among the others. White to me, can take the form of light, where it's something that guides you through darkness and also protects you from it. Light being something positive, helps to clear things up in a persons mind or it just, well... Makes you feel good without reason, that there's no reason to feel negative. Helping you see the world in a brighter way. However to me, when there's such a colour as pure as white, there's gotta be an opposite colour to it. There's always something opposite. That's just how life goes. There's no surprise to peopel though that black should be that colour that rivals white. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The colour black or we should just call it darkness represents negativity and also emptiness. This might come from a video game but it's made enough sense to convince me. Every person has both light and darkness in him/her. There's no denying that, with a little more thinking you can tell there's negativity AND positivity in someone. It's just that some have more of the other in them. Though what's different from my opinion and the games opinion is that there can never be someone who has light but no dark or dark but no light. The game on the other hand, doesn't agree with that. Having light is like having someone to shine for you, care for you, protect you, and most importantly guide you. I'm not saying that my life is like the colour white. But I could really use a lot more of it in my life. It's been dark so far =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-2770299576545798670?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/2770299576545798670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/01/way-i-see-it-theyre-pretty-much-equals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2770299576545798670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2770299576545798670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/01/way-i-see-it-theyre-pretty-much-equals.html' title='The way I see it, they&apos;re pretty much equals'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/S0HxEVEvTZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/erUsD4KtNnk/s72-c/Black_and_White_Abstract_by_phantas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-3057292533427867131</id><published>2010-01-01T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T07:09:02.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2010!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sz4PpxuNdUI/AAAAAAAAAME/dyTkcZ0tf-A/s1600-h/2010+may.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421788211796866370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sz4PpxuNdUI/AAAAAAAAAME/dyTkcZ0tf-A/s320/2010+may.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sz4Pps-TkXI/AAAAAAAAAL8/oFVzJ6EEjBE/s1600-h/2010+calendar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421788210522198386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sz4Pps-TkXI/AAAAAAAAAL8/oFVzJ6EEjBE/s320/2010+calendar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Happy 2010!! It's a new start!! Time to set some resolutions and TRY to accomplish them!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Okay, now that that's done, lets be honest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'M NOT LIKING 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Don't ask me why cause I don't know myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The first few moments of 2010 were well... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is most probably what went through my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Man, this countdown sucks. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, I'm gonna spray some people with this can! 4, 3, 2, 1, SPRAY NOW, woot? No more d? oooo fireworks!! They're not as cool as last year. Okay fine, lets just go, gotta get to Ken Yang's house. Great!! Jam!! This is awesome!! Something's not right, where's my happy mood? I feel... NORMAL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I don't know maybe it's just me experiencing new year too much and getting tired of it or just that my expectations were a little(A LOT) too high for this years(I mean last years) countdown. Even now, it feels like the same thing except it's a public holiday. Just carrying on with things I'll do everyday AND resolution? What's resolution? What kind of word is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Since maybe 4 to 5 years ago I've bee hearing that. So I guess you're suppose to set a goal to accomplish for that 1 year. Nope, never set a resolution for myself. It was always either I didn't think I need one or I just don't know what I wanna accomplish. If you listen to radios, they have this commercial where you set a resolution for next year and then this guy didn't end up doing it and it just goes on and on for years and well, I guess eventually he didn't do it. I'm 100% positive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;For me this year though, I didn't think I have something to accomplish AND I was thinking that even if I had one, I wouldn't do it like that guy up there. If any of you are suggesting an EASY resolution, think about it, you don't actually need a WHOLE year to get that done. So yeah, for those who gave that a thought, these resolutions are probably supposed to be tough. For people like me, I don't actually do anything. I wouldn't too I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well, maybe there's one, be a better person? Probably something I should've thought of since.. err... 2005? Maybe I thought about it but forgot. Does somebody actually REMEMBER their new year resolutions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So I guess everyone's gonna think I hate the new year. I don't actually. It just kinda feels normal. Maybe something else is making me upset instead of just 2010 being the usual. So I'm gonna blame..... Great! There's no one to blame! I hate myself /...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HEY! I just thought of a line from a song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Somehow I'm to blame for this never-ending racetrack you call LIFE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Something tells me that march and may are my lucky months. Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-3057292533427867131?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/3057292533427867131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/3057292533427867131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/3057292533427867131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-2010.html' title='Happy 2010!!!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sz4PpxuNdUI/AAAAAAAAAME/dyTkcZ0tf-A/s72-c/2010+may.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-7755998450353518760</id><published>2009-12-30T06:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T06:47:07.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You speak of experience? Who are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sztnvag3ROI/AAAAAAAAALk/JtWU48y_1JA/s1600-h/Forever__by_SnapThat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421040640739198178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sztnvag3ROI/AAAAAAAAALk/JtWU48y_1JA/s320/Forever__by_SnapThat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Body, mind and soul that doesn't listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why not turn right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You might find a more colourful path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And even something that can changes that sight of yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hanging on to a thread won't get you anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Always being in between lines isn't a good thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You don't think fast enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You don't react good enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You don't try to see it any other way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Are you just waiting to be annihilated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cause three doesn't make a good number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's never meant to be one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Reality doesn't go your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Only dreams do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-7755998450353518760?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/7755998450353518760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-speak-of-experience-who-are-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/7755998450353518760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/7755998450353518760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-speak-of-experience-who-are-you.html' title='You speak of experience? Who are you?'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sztnvag3ROI/AAAAAAAAALk/JtWU48y_1JA/s72-c/Forever__by_SnapThat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-1632368980695960771</id><published>2009-12-22T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T10:35:14.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I tried to be nice. I tried to ignore it. So many times and how long it's been. Everytime you start a conversation it just ends up being as messed up as it's always been. The fact that it's so irritating makes me wonder why do I keep putting up with your shit. Do you wanna make me suffer for as long as you live? If not then why do you even talk to me. It's not like you're doing it in a good way anyways. I tried to tell them it's not true whenthey warned me about you. Whatever, screw this shit.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-1632368980695960771?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/1632368980695960771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-tried-to-be-nice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/1632368980695960771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/1632368980695960771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-tried-to-be-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-2758029062147584345</id><published>2009-12-11T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T20:46:03.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just When You Think You Can't Love a Song Anymore...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SyKDRfb4GYI/AAAAAAAAAK8/6ticnRN_bJg/s1600-h/two+is+better+than+one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414034038572194178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SyKDRfb4GYI/AAAAAAAAAK8/6ticnRN_bJg/s320/two+is+better+than+one.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm loving this song again!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is the 3rd time already!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;First time was when I listened to the one with Boys Like Girls ONLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Second time was when I listened to the official one with Taylor Swift!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Third time was when I listened to it in Hitz.FM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;OOOOOOOoooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;FOURTH time was this morning when I saw the Official Music Video!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is really the AwesomEST Collaboration EVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I remember what you wore on the first day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You came into my life and I thought,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Hey, you know, this could be something",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Cause everything you do and words you say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You know that it all takes my breath away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And now I'm left with nothing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So maybe it's true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;That I can't live without you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Maybe two is better than one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;There's so much time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;To figure out the rest of my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And you've already got me coming undone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And I'm thinking two, is better than one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I remember every look upon your face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The way you rolled your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The way you taste,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You make it hard for breathing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Cause when I close my eyes and drift away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I think of you and everything's okay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm finally now believing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;That maybe it's true, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I can't live without you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Maybe two is better than one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;There's so much time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;To figure out the rest of my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And you've already got me coming undone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And I'm thinking two, is better than one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I remember what you wore on the first day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You came into my life and I thought,&lt;br /&gt;"Hey...",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Maybe it's true, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;That I can't live without you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Maybe two is better than one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;There's so much time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;To figure out the rest of my life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And you've already got me coming undone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And I'm thinking oo-oo-oooo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I can't live without you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Maybe two is better than one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;There's so much time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;To figure out the rest of my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But I've figured out with all that's said and done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm thinking two, is better than one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Two, is better than one.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Do I still need to tell you the title of this song? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-2758029062147584345?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/2758029062147584345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-when-you-think-you-cant-love-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2758029062147584345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2758029062147584345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-when-you-think-you-cant-love-song.html' title='Just When You Think You Can&apos;t Love a Song Anymore...'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SyKDRfb4GYI/AAAAAAAAAK8/6ticnRN_bJg/s72-c/two+is+better+than+one.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-1248832918504181772</id><published>2009-12-04T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T09:40:04.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's December 13th!! There's no other day like it and there never will be!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SxlH_zWHylI/AAAAAAAAAKg/xUNlcPhJGPc/s1600-h/Blue+Eyes.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411435588702685778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SxlH_zWHylI/AAAAAAAAAKg/xUNlcPhJGPc/s320/Blue+Eyes.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Happy Birthday Taylor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I really hope you can read this, I know it's really tough for you since there's gonna be so many fans like me that are gonna wish you in twitter, but if you DO happen to read this, I have a favor to ask, can you please give me a sign that you read it? I'd really appreciate that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've been a fan of yours ever since "Teardrops On My Guitar", and up til now, you're one of the biggest and most popular artist to date! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You're really amazing! Being so talented and writing your own songs that's about how you feel is just incredible. I think it's &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;everyones&lt;/span&gt; dream to convert their thoughts into songs. I can relate so much of my life with your songs and the lyrics in it. Honestly, I really like ALL of your songs but I've gotta say that my favourites are "Breathe", "Superstar", and "Two Is Better Than One". Technically, the last one isn't really YOUR song.... I love Boys Like Girls too and when I heard that there's gonna be a song with you in it, I just got so excited and couldn't help but search if there was a post of the song in youtube. It's literally everyones favourite song right now. Me, my friends, they all love it! Seriously!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I think you're awesome too. Being this popular and so down to earth at the same time. I think that  you really deserve every award that you've won. I've voted for you and bought your album. I even have the collectible guitar picks and they don't even sell it here. That's kinda thanks to my friend though. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I think that ever since I started listening to your songs, it's been my dream to meet you in person, get your autograph, and take a photo with you. Seems almost impossible, but it really has been all about that ever since. I've been trying to figure out how to actually go to one of your concerts but it's just so hard. Hopefully I'd be able to see you next year in Melbourne. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Unfortunately, I couldn't actually write this on your actual birthday cause I've got to sit for a paper on the next day. So, I'm writing it now, and posting it on this blog, hoping that you'll come across a link in twitter that leads you to this page. It's probably really really REALLY hard to spot, but I guess this is really the only way for me to get you to read something this long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I guess all I really want to say is Happy Birthday! Hope you'll have an awesome birthday with your friends and family. I hope you continue doing what you do and enjoy doing it. Cause I know I've been enjoying every song you wrote and everything you've done and I'm pretty sure that the rest of the fans have enjoyed it too. I hope my dream would really come true. I'll keep believing. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-1248832918504181772?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/1248832918504181772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-december-13th-theres-no-other-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/1248832918504181772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/1248832918504181772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-december-13th-theres-no-other-day.html' title='It&apos;s December 13th!! There&apos;s no other day like it and there never will be!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SxlH_zWHylI/AAAAAAAAAKg/xUNlcPhJGPc/s72-c/Blue+Eyes.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-4673637808326067765</id><published>2009-11-30T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T07:23:36.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th of December, 2009 = Yuri's 21st Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SxPjHkms4tI/AAAAAAAAAKU/kr3lCRaZpo8/s1600/Birthday+Wish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409917296626688722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SxPjHkms4tI/AAAAAAAAAKU/kr3lCRaZpo8/s320/Birthday+Wish.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; Yuri's birthday is coming!! On the 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;!! Probably wouldn't affect my mood on that day, but it feels great to be able to wish her!(indirectly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hopefully, Tiffany goes into this forum she finds this eye-catching enough and then... =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;At the same time I wondered, shouldn't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;taylor&lt;/span&gt; have an official &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fansite&lt;/span&gt; just like this one? Where she ACTUALLY visits every once in a while? Or is there already one but I just have no idea that it exists? I've seen so many &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fansites&lt;/span&gt; but I'm not really sure about an OFFICIAL one though. Anyways, whether you read it or not, whether you notice it or not, whether you know or not, I still wanna say this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YURI!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S. Cousins are coming back! Finally! Weekends aren't gonna be so boring anymore! At the same time Dorothy's going to China! AND sis is going somewhere on the 13&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;!(Shanghai I think) Have a safe flight and have fun everyone =) I'll just be at home sulking...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-4673637808326067765?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/4673637808326067765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/11/5th-of-december-2009-yuris-21st.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/4673637808326067765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/4673637808326067765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/11/5th-of-december-2009-yuris-21st.html' title='5th of December, 2009 = Yuri&apos;s 21st Birthday!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SxPjHkms4tI/AAAAAAAAAKU/kr3lCRaZpo8/s72-c/Birthday+Wish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-676196654396334269</id><published>2009-11-23T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T03:56:53.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's a present if you don't show it off?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Swp4Gojw-FI/AAAAAAAAAKM/IBQCUljJYRs/s1600/23112009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407266357973678162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Swp4Gojw-FI/AAAAAAAAAKM/IBQCUljJYRs/s320/23112009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm an 18-year-old voting member of society. I alsowrite songs and sing them in different cities everynight. In my spare time, I like to conduct random baking experiments in my kitchen and write letters to people. I really love people who like my music. They're #1 on my favourite things list. I'm not a big deal. At all. I love people who are nice to me, I've never been the one to say things like "All you people think you know me, well you don't". Because I'm not that complicated. My complications come out in my songs. All you need to do to be my friend is like me. My middle name is Alison. And I'm extremely tall. Like, I'm that really tall person that is blocking your view at a concert. On behalf of all of us, we're sorry. My ideal outfit is a sun dress and cowboy boots. I have beautiful friends. Be one. I've never been the kind of girl who needs a boyfriend. I believe that love will find you when you're not looking for it. So I've been actively NOT looking for it for about 3 years now. I'll let you know how that works out for me. It probably doesn't help that i write songs about every guy I talk to. I'm a fan of fans. You are absolutely wonderful to me. I've got your back, just like you've had mine. To anyone who has gone out and bought my CD, or come to a show, or even turned my song up when it came on the radio, all I can say is thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh yeah.. My name's Taylor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I know I need photography lessons, I probably need lessons for a bunch of other stuff too. But I wanna say thanks to Dorothy for buying this for me. It must've cost a lot. It's awesome. Though I don't use it but STILL... ITS AWESOME!&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/7290329125907532128-676196654396334269?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/676196654396334269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/11/whats-present-if-you-dont-show-it-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/676196654396334269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/676196654396334269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/11/whats-present-if-you-dont-show-it-off.html' title='What&apos;s a present if you don&apos;t show it off?'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Swp4Gojw-FI/AAAAAAAAAKM/IBQCUljJYRs/s72-c/23112009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-8042620486021199132</id><published>2009-11-22T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T02:04:16.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Look At Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SwkLiOMQrlI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/NUJjoO7Qj8w/s1600/Nothing_is_Forever_by_daydreamdenizen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406865510187970130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SwkLiOMQrlI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/NUJjoO7Qj8w/s320/Nothing_is_Forever_by_daydreamdenizen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You and him would argue, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And sometimes tears would fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;As you're struggling with him I felt the rays of hope,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Me heart is shattered in the silence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But when I see your smile I felt better,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I hide my feelings away from you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cause if you found out, we might not be together anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But I hated you for not understanding how I felt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So at one point, I even wished for your misery,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;At that point, my tears were already dried up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Now that I think about it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I might have already seen this coming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I close my eyes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And dream an endless dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then I hoped that she's by my side, no his...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Baby, please don't hold his hands,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cause you should be my lady,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've been waiting forever, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So please look at me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Once the music starts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You'll take an eternal pledge with him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've been praying and hoping that this day would never come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That wedding dress that you're wearing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm not the one who's beside you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Be happy with him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So I can move on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Please take away all those pitiful memories of mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's gonna be unbearably hard for me for some time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I spent too much time fantasizing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And had a lonely life like a fool,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But she still looks at me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And smiles brightly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The one standing beside you now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Should have&lt;/span&gt; been me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-8042620486021199132?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/8042620486021199132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/11/please-look-at-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/8042620486021199132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/8042620486021199132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/11/please-look-at-me.html' title='Please Look At Me'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SwkLiOMQrlI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/NUJjoO7Qj8w/s72-c/Nothing_is_Forever_by_daydreamdenizen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-6037728868831815963</id><published>2009-11-12T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T08:36:17.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>W-O-W</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Updated!! Smiles that make me go W-O-W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Svw432HAUHI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/I3jeUbL_bW8/s1600-h/Yuri_from_SNSD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403256185006608498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Svw432HAUHI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/I3jeUbL_bW8/s320/Yuri_from_SNSD.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Svw43lT7liI/AAAAAAAAAJs/-xOBm6iMnuo/s1600-h/yuri.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403256180497421858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Svw43lT7liI/AAAAAAAAAJs/-xOBm6iMnuo/s320/yuri.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Svw43RbPUEI/AAAAAAAAAJk/REeETuAH1IQ/s1600-h/Blue+Eyes+(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403256175159365698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Svw43RbPUEI/AAAAAAAAAJk/REeETuAH1IQ/s320/Blue+Eyes+(4).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Svw42qhF9jI/AAAAAAAAAJc/H1PAutTH4bE/s1600-h/Blue+Eyes.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403256164714935858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Svw42qhF9jI/AAAAAAAAAJc/H1PAutTH4bE/s320/Blue+Eyes.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Figured there should be better photos of the other one =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-6037728868831815963?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/6037728868831815963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/11/w-o-w.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/6037728868831815963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/6037728868831815963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/11/w-o-w.html' title='W-O-W'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Svw432HAUHI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/I3jeUbL_bW8/s72-c/Yuri_from_SNSD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-4279185203042908497</id><published>2009-11-12T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T08:26:04.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's stop and think..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Svw2lCGtSrI/AAAAAAAAAJU/gQxb2UrgJl8/s1600-h/No+Surprise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 142px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403253662785817266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Svw2lCGtSrI/AAAAAAAAAJU/gQxb2UrgJl8/s320/No+Surprise.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Couldn't sleep on a Monday night, so what do I do? Go down to see what my aunt is doing. Yeah she's here cause my dad went overseas to work for a week. Watch some korean drama that my bro and the rest of the family loves(except me and my dad though) til she decided to sleep at around 1.30am? I think it was that time. So I just used her laptop and then turned on the tv to see if anything was on. While in the middle of doing nothing and trying to sleep... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Okay maybe I'm just trying to sleep then, something kinda came to my mind. I wondered if I really have any best friends. Weird thought huh? It was so random too for me. Well anyways, I continued to think about it. Of course for me I feel like I have best friends. A couple of them in fact. It's just that whether or not they think the same. I really can't tell if that's the case. It's THEIR thoughts anyway but I just have a feeling that they don't take me as that kind of friend. Not to say I'm upset about it... Well yeah of course it's sad, but this is me thinking about it. Maybe they take me as one or maybe they don't, either way it's kinda tough to find out. What the heck!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The kind of friendships I have with them now, it doesn't really matter if it's best friend or not. It's just that kind of feeling where you want it to last like when you're at the peak of a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship? I guess you can put it that way. But I do realise something, having best friends are one thing and then there's close friends.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hmm... Alright lets say at the moment we take away that best friends exist. The number of close friends I have are maybe.... 5?? 6?? 7?? Don't really know but I know its less than 10. Is it sad? I don't know but I do know usually people have more than just 10. Of course it's better than having none but we always want more of everything so... yea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Okay... Thought of something, then nothing makes sense.. wow... Maybe it's the kind of things people think about when they can't sleep haha. Well anyways, I slept at around 4am? Around there and then had to wake up at 6 something cause with the amount of sleep I got that night I don't think I'm in any condition to drive. So I asked my aunt to drive me instead since shes passing by my college anyways. Ended up sleeping for half an hour in class according to my classmates a then when I got home at 2.30pm, had my lunch, slept, had my dinner and slept some more.. Then had to study for maths. Turns out studying wasn't really needed for maths ==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;YES IT WAS THAT EASY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What's so wrong with people changing their display pictures anyways? Is it that bad? Is it wrong? And I've got people telling me I can't take jokes.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Somehow I can bear it, Somehow I can stand"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What a line!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-4279185203042908497?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/4279185203042908497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/11/lets-stop-and-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/4279185203042908497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/4279185203042908497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/11/lets-stop-and-think.html' title='Let&apos;s stop and think..'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Svw2lCGtSrI/AAAAAAAAAJU/gQxb2UrgJl8/s72-c/No+Surprise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-1955782300350103852</id><published>2009-10-15T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T10:42:00.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I found.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/StdaPOe2I_I/AAAAAAAAAJM/A5iVagpXwu4/s1600-h/928476yqhwghka8d.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392878296431469554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/StdaPOe2I_I/AAAAAAAAAJM/A5iVagpXwu4/s320/928476yqhwghka8d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I was cleaning up my WMP. Figured that there's too many songs that I don't listen to anymore. When I found a bunch of songs sung by Demi Lovato it was weird. I didn't know I had so many songs by her. They were weirdly-named songs like those 432w78 or Sttrew9234. After listening to them to check it out, kinda found out that those were the songs about a year ago. Recorded songs that I used to listen. With each song came each memory and things just keep coming back. I didn't tear up, just that emptiness came back. How I wished things would be like before but people change and you did. I'm still the same except the fact that I just can't stand your attitude now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I miss it, back then... but knowing it'll never come back makes me feel a little better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The songs are deleted, but memories stay, at least there's no reminder now. I'll forget them somehow.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I hope =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;There's always taylor and .... =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Maybe it's not that bad haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-1955782300350103852?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/1955782300350103852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-i-found.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/1955782300350103852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/1955782300350103852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-i-found.html' title='Today I found.....'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/StdaPOe2I_I/AAAAAAAAAJM/A5iVagpXwu4/s72-c/928476yqhwghka8d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-4005556936982931642</id><published>2009-10-14T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T05:05:45.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiles that make me go "W-O-W"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/StW9ez6-UoI/AAAAAAAAAJE/feg01D1GVng/s1600-h/Blue+Eyes+(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392424465877324418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/StW9ez6-UoI/AAAAAAAAAJE/feg01D1GVng/s320/Blue+Eyes+(4).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/StW9ec4fYII/AAAAAAAAAI8/S4lfl1gZum4/s1600-h/Blue+Eyes.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392424459692892290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/StW9ec4fYII/AAAAAAAAAI8/S4lfl1gZum4/s320/Blue+Eyes.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/StW9dxmDijI/AAAAAAAAAI0/s7iONX5o3mw/s1600-h/Yuri1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392424448072845874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/StW9dxmDijI/AAAAAAAAAI0/s7iONX5o3mw/s320/Yuri1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/StW9dV-SRhI/AAAAAAAAAIs/N9dObXkNmUQ/s1600-h/Yuri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392424440658282002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/StW9dV-SRhI/AAAAAAAAAIs/N9dObXkNmUQ/s320/Yuri.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Currently 2 people who actually makes everything better. So much similarities yet so different =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-4005556936982931642?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/4005556936982931642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/10/smiles-that-make-me-go-w-o-w.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/4005556936982931642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/4005556936982931642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/10/smiles-that-make-me-go-w-o-w.html' title='Smiles that make me go &quot;W-O-W&quot;'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/StW9ez6-UoI/AAAAAAAAAJE/feg01D1GVng/s72-c/Blue+Eyes+(4).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-3758627919151167674</id><published>2009-09-08T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T20:11:46.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor Alison Swift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SqZz-YsbMeI/AAAAAAAAAIk/3w5q6-YiOLg/s1600-h/White+Dress+(9).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379114320558502370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SqZz-YsbMeI/AAAAAAAAAIk/3w5q6-YiOLg/s320/White+Dress+(9).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;How could anyone not fall in love with an angel like that? Maybe it's a little exaggerating but LOOK AT HER. I love her THAT much. Listening to her songs, looking at photos of her, watching her videos or just reading her blog, it just makes my life a little better than it is. Being addicted or obsessed with her takes away some of the pain every single time. I probably didn't notice this until maybe a month ago. It came to my mind, "If Taylor Swift didn't exist, I'd probably have sulked that little bit longer, take longer to get over things and moving on would've just been even harder". I guess anyone who reads this thinks I'm crazy but think about it for a second. Do you actually know what's in my head? What I'm thinking? How I'm really feeling? I don't think even my best friends know(Yeah I'm just the kind of guy that keeps stuff to himself).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyways, back to Taylor, though most of her songs are talking about love in a girls point of view, but if you look deeper in those lyrics you can actually see that it applies to guys too. Yeah the girl's sad and all but have you ever thought that maybe that guy is just as depressed?(Well, if you're a guy then of course you already know this) In case you forgot, guys have feelings too. Their not always happy and being strong for the girl like you all think. They're just not as emotional as the girls? I don't know let the experts clarify that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Right now I'm loving her more and more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I see her new pictures(THANKS FOR ALL THE PICS D). She's just like a dream girl. Her eyes, smile and the way she see things.. I love EVERYTHING about her. As long as I see something about her, I feel just a little better, happier.. Some people might say I'm just running away from reality, but as long as there's a chance to be happy why not just cherish the moment that you got? Rather than being all sad and gloomy.. Right?? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Edited :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00;color:#ffffff;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Woke up the next morning and saw in Facebook that she has over 10million albums sold!! While reading the article I found out the title for the 1 hour special thing with Taylor, "Dateline : On Tour With Taylor Swift". Kinda found it in youtube so check it out and love her =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gs5771Rzfi0"&gt;Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vx1FOFmqTag"&gt;Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YvXMyyCxgRM"&gt;Part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VjJVDUYSQEY"&gt;Part 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oq7VZ8GJkMQ"&gt;Part 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dA4X6P6bHko"&gt;Part 6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-3758627919151167674?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/3758627919151167674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/09/taylor-alison-swift.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/3758627919151167674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/3758627919151167674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/09/taylor-alison-swift.html' title='Taylor Alison Swift'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SqZz-YsbMeI/AAAAAAAAAIk/3w5q6-YiOLg/s72-c/White+Dress+(9).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-1676867866945828480</id><published>2009-09-01T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T07:51:34.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I See Things in a Way Where Most People See it as BULLSHIT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sp00KNYuGDI/AAAAAAAAAIc/9lwkZafTpqs/s1600-h/street.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376510880146921522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sp00KNYuGDI/AAAAAAAAAIc/9lwkZafTpqs/s320/street.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sometimes you think that you've done a lot of stuff just to get this done for that one person. Then he/she just goes "thanks" and walks away. You can't actually ask for anything more than that but after all you've been through you think that you deserve a little better than just thanks but what else is there anyways? Most of the time people just don't appreciate things that people do for them. Well, they appreciate it but it's not really enough. That's what we think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"That's all?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm no exception. When I though of this I think that I don't get enough, but then again I didn't exactly thanked some people with all my heart too. So I'm telling you this, I'm grateful for whatever things that you've done and sorry for not appreciating it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That's how things go. People just don't see what their friends and families go through to help them. Same goes to their way of thinking. The way they see things. Most people don't bother to even ask how they got it or whether it was a whole lot of work to get it. It doesn't even cross their mind. I see things like that. Sometimes I don't but most of the time I do. Going into my mind and thinking how tough it was. When everything else failed, some still talk to you and try to get you back what you lost or wanted. You might not get it but if you actually knew that he/she tried to help. Saying "thanks for trying" lets them know how grateful you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Most people don't. They see things in black and white. Whatever is there, it's there! They never think about how it got there, why is it there. Some people think of these stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;YES, some people do, but there's only a few of them. They see the complexity in something simple. These are what some people call "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Emo&lt;/span&gt; isn't really the right word for these people. They just think more about things more than the regular people do. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Emo&lt;/span&gt; is being sad all the time and whatever the stuff they do. Those are "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;" or so I'm told. So maybe, I'm not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; after all =D. I just think more than people do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then when someone actually tries to tell somebody about what they think, people say they're thinking to much or a harsher word, BULLSHIT. Sometimes yeah maybe we're thinking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;a little&lt;/span&gt; too much, but you can't deny the possibilities of the things that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;would've&lt;/span&gt;, had and ARE happening. I'm not saying being a thinker is better than being normal but after people telling you that you're thinking too much or however you wanna put it, we kinda rather just keep our thinking to ourselves. Why even bother telling them what I think? They'll just ignore it anyways. I'm tired of even trying. Thankfully not everyone is like that. Thankfully SOME of my friends aren't. I appreciate them for that, but they'll probably think I'm gay. Guy friends particularly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;BLACK KEYS - JONAS BROTHERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The meaning of this song is, if life was as simple as black and white, everything would be easy, but it's not, it's way more complicated than it seems. Listen to it, understand it, love it. There more colours in life than just black and white. Kinda makes the other colours look bad doesn't it? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-1676867866945828480?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/1676867866945828480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-see-things-in-way-where-most-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/1676867866945828480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/1676867866945828480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-see-things-in-way-where-most-people.html' title='I See Things in a Way Where Most People See it as BULLSHIT'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sp00KNYuGDI/AAAAAAAAAIc/9lwkZafTpqs/s72-c/street.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-7563845927308830585</id><published>2009-08-16T08:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T08:44:38.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MTV World Stage LIVE in Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370581510929239154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sogjbfw3zHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/TRk7ytx-akY/s320/MTV+World+Stage.bmp" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;15 August 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The very first MTV World Stage LIVE in Malaysia&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A day where there's nothing to worry and everything to let out. Besides all the waiting and the shoving, everything else was awesome even if I don't know some of the songs that were performed. My second concert and it was this good. I don't think it'll get any better than this(Unless it's Taylor Swift or Boys Like Girls.. Okay maybe it can =P). Truly a memorable day. Over 6 hours of partying and music. One of my favourite band was there, 2 other popular bands that I'm familiar with and the others were just as good. Enough talk, I guess it's better to just show you how it felt like....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What can I say? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;IT WAS AWESOME!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 480px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://worldstage.mtvasia.com/boys-like-girls/_mg_4048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 480px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://worldstage.mtvasia.com/all-american-rejects/ws_ms_3273.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uMxo3iKuU7M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uMxo3iKuU7M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/7290329125907532128-7563845927308830585?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/7563845927308830585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/08/mtv-world-stage-live-in-malaysia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/7563845927308830585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/7563845927308830585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/08/mtv-world-stage-live-in-malaysia.html' title='MTV World Stage LIVE in Malaysia'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sogjbfw3zHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/TRk7ytx-akY/s72-c/MTV+World+Stage.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-7519259991643601492</id><published>2009-08-03T08:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T08:34:16.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SncDRDahh2I/AAAAAAAAAIM/j_vyKau5eK4/s1600-h/LightGraffiti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365761072544450402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SncDRDahh2I/AAAAAAAAAIM/j_vyKau5eK4/s320/LightGraffiti.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm glad things finally worked out. Starting to think that this problem will never end. There's been so many problems coming in and out lately it's so hard to cope. I'm really under a lot of pressure these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But thankfully a big one just got solved. So don't cry anymore =). For me, not trying to say &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; good or anything but family and friends do come first. Let alone someone who is considered as both friend AND family to me. Hopefully you'll get your mind of it. What's a little money right? You're working anyways you got plenty. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sorry &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; I couldn't find anywhere else to write this. I really need to let it out or something bad might happen. Don't mind me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;. Hopefully everything else will be settled and go smoothly as soon as possible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S. Just so you know &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;I'm &lt;/span&gt;not blaming you =) AND i just thought the pic is nice so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; posting it. A pic for every post is cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-7519259991643601492?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/7519259991643601492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/08/problems.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/7519259991643601492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/7519259991643601492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/08/problems.html' title='Problems'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SncDRDahh2I/AAAAAAAAAIM/j_vyKau5eK4/s72-c/LightGraffiti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-6310774268093993518</id><published>2009-07-29T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T07:47:30.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OverThink or Oblivious?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SnBg3gvA_CI/AAAAAAAAAIE/2peUdcjDPnc/s1600-h/kissing-1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363893662994463778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SnBg3gvA_CI/AAAAAAAAAIE/2peUdcjDPnc/s320/kissing-1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I come to this conclusion where i always over-think. And i don't think its a good thing to over-think too. What mostly makes me over-think are issues regarding love i guess. Love/Like/Crush whatever they're all the same anyways. Truth is is it really good to over-think a situation? Or is it just better to sit down trying to be oblivious over it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've just gone through much the last time i don't even feel like taking a chance anymore. "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger"? I felt like i've gotten even weaker since the last event. Being too confident in things just get you down even more. It's not just that though it just feels extremely awkward later on. So awkward that it hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I guess people hurt more than they love in life. Or is this just something that people of my age are supposed to think? That everything just hurts? I see a lot of people at my age loving their partners but whether or not it works out for them i don't know. I guess its pretty safe to assume that they'll eventually break up and fall apart. But how much hurt does it take to find the right one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I see my friends hurt cause of this. One of them almost killed himself. I feel sorry for what happened to him. I cant say i know how he feels but i know i've experienced something similar to it. Thankfully he's still with us =).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is what i think about being the bold and some of the risks that came to my mind. However things dont always turn up negative. Life is a gamble, but im too chicken to place my bet =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So what am i supposed to do now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-6310774268093993518?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/6310774268093993518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/07/overthink-or-oblivious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/6310774268093993518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/6310774268093993518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/07/overthink-or-oblivious.html' title='OverThink or Oblivious?'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SnBg3gvA_CI/AAAAAAAAAIE/2peUdcjDPnc/s72-c/kissing-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-7568460430766928528</id><published>2009-07-03T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T07:24:23.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmarish-Sweet Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I had this dream last night. It wasn't some ordinary dream though but it's worse than a nightmare. From what i can remember, it started about being together with a loved one, this dreamm started of as sweet as i could've imagined. To cut things short, that sweet moment soon became what we call a nightmare. An incident as tragical as being murdered falls upon her and i could do nothing to save her. Whatever i did just seemed ineffective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that moment on i was able to wake up. I was really REALLY thankful that it was just a dream. I was so shocked that i sat down on my bed spacing out for about 10-20 minutes thinking about it, how real it felt, how this incident could really happen in the future in reality, and most of all, how useless i was reacting to that situation. It made me think a lot. It's as though i had that horrible vision stuck to my mind, replaying itself over and over again every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I know this isn't much of a post but i've made up my mind that i'd only post about what my thoughts are about. After all, this blog IS called THOUGHTS from a stranger. From this dream i can tell that a nightmare might be frightening, but after being able to go so high in a dream and out of nowhere it turned into a nightmare, that feeling has more negativity than a normal nightmare would have. This nightmarish-sweet dream however, won't stop me from sleeping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;After all, there's a lesson to it, that i should always look out for my loved ones. By the way, if i don't have a girlfriend then this temporarily-permenant vision of mine won't become reality right? I'm sure i'll forget it someday but for now, this would just be an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;See-ing that is 1.13am right now i guess ill probably go to bed. I believe though, if a day starts of like hell, it will become heaven at some point of the day, or the other way around as well. There's got to be a balance =)&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-7568460430766928528?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/7568460430766928528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/07/nightmarish-sweet-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/7568460430766928528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/7568460430766928528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/07/nightmarish-sweet-dream.html' title='Nightmarish-Sweet Dream'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-2287117494278721541</id><published>2009-06-07T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T07:24:03.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quite a Good Week..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Watched the 2 movies that premiered last Thursday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hannah Montana the Movie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 430px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/be/Hannah-montana-movie-poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Its not bad. It tells us why sacrifices must be made for family matters and shows how great a parent is willing to sacrifice everything he/she has for their children. Ya, guys think this is a gay show and some girls too but that doesnt mean people cant watch it. Besides, those were the only 2 moral values that i can talk about so that you people watch it haha. Anyways the last part of the show was pretty good as well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344590451097774706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SivMssugqnI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Gd3sBwvocaQ/s320/Taylor+Swift+Crazier.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;The reason why i watched this movie and one of my favourite parts in the movie =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17 Again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/e1/17again.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This movie was kinda boring overall. I'd pick Hannah Montana over this anytime. Its funny but not funny enough and sad but not sad enough. Contains a lot of predictable and lame stuffs(the way parents would talk to their kids in most movies by trying to be "in"). Summary is pretty much being 17 again, get back family, and turn back to 37..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Weird...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I watched Hannah Montana on saturday night and 17 Again the next day around noon. I missed out in seeing these 2 people since i had to watch the movie @@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344587758001358770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SivKP8KSh7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/OntXbxHAJ-w/s320/Linda+Chung.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Linda Chung&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344587759044668754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SivKQADCLVI/AAAAAAAAAHU/02FX9MUf4hM/s320/Raymond+Lam.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raymond Lam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;They came for some event for Bio-Essence thing. Its not everyday you get to see a celeb right?? =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Thats about all from this weekend.. Kinda good. But i am getting sick of cc now since i went there 3 times this week =/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Quite a good week dont you think? =)&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/7290329125907532128-2287117494278721541?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/2287117494278721541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/06/quite-good-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2287117494278721541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2287117494278721541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/06/quite-good-week.html' title='Quite a Good Week..'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SivMssugqnI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Gd3sBwvocaQ/s72-c/Taylor+Swift+Crazier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-2446153532804526536</id><published>2009-05-28T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T07:02:56.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MU got PWNED!!! ='(                   and Terminator: Salvation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sh6ZGmNuHCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/3SmMeMdr0LU/s1600-h/Barca+mu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 58px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340874546724346914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sh6ZGmNuHCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/3SmMeMdr0LU/s320/Barca+mu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I think most of us woke up at 2.45am today just to watch this game. I know I did. What i saw was Manchester being outplayed by Barcelona. Manchester didnt play well enough in my opinion while Barca were just awesome with their passing and build-up plays. Okay im not going in detail with this match. Manchester LOST anyways =(.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 445px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/95/Terminator-salvation-poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;About 12 hours later, me, Claire, Sharon, Lucas and Alex went to 1u to watch TERMINATOR SALVATION. We wanted to buy the tickets for the 2.45pm show but it was sold out, we tried the 4pm one and that was ALSO SOLD OUT. In the end had to watch the 4.30pm show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Overall i guess the movie's okay. There's action and there's a good story line(i guess). I didnt watch the first 3 Terminators though =/. So im not that familiar with what happened before this. But i kinda know more or less whats happening =).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The movie ended at 6.30pm, which was kinda too late for Sharon who needs to get back for dinner. So all of us had to rush(especially me since im the driver). After i sent her home, i sent the rest of them back, went back and without entering the house, going straight for dinner with family.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND NOW IM RIGHT HERE BLOGGING =)&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/7290329125907532128-2446153532804526536?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/2446153532804526536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/05/mu-got-pwned-and-terminator-salvation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2446153532804526536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2446153532804526536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/05/mu-got-pwned-and-terminator-salvation.html' title='MU got PWNED!!! =&apos;(                   and Terminator: Salvation'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sh6ZGmNuHCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/3SmMeMdr0LU/s72-c/Barca+mu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-2719603697517467258</id><published>2009-05-21T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T07:06:31.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8th American Idol!! Night at the Museum 2 was not worth watching!! L4D again!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This is my first time watching an American Idol finale and yeap it was quite awesome. Didnt like a few parts though but oh well, it was still fun to watch!! I only followed the second half of the entire season 8 though =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338277661585208802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/ShVfP_MwdeI/AAAAAAAAAG8/xelQEmjcbv8/s320/Kris+Allen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Probably by now everyone knows Kris Allen beat Adam Lambert to being the next American Idol. I didnt really mind who won though but i'm probably more to Kris and his acoustic talent. Yeap Adam had the voice and maybe the best one in all of American Idol and practically everyone knew he was the favourite to win it this season. Maybe that's why Kris won, cause his fans knew that Adam was gonna have more votes so they voted 2 or 3 times more than what they would. Either way congrats to Kris and also to his fans!! =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Okay! Done with American Idol.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The finale finished around 10.10am so i had to rush a bit to get ready to go to 1u. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 449px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/eb/Night_at_the_Museum_2_poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Claire, Lucas and myself went to 1u to watch the much anticipated movie, Night at the Museum 2. But i gotta say it was very dissapointing and didnt lived up to my expectations for the show. The first one was definitely better. This movie was classified as the comedy type but i hardly laughed(probably only once or twice but it wasnt the REALLY funny type of laugh, well you get the point lol). The movie seemed like forever when it was only 110minutes. Proves how boring it was and the story was quite predictable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyways after the movie, we walked in 1u for about 30minutes just to find a place to sit down and eat!! Met dorothy during the process of finding lunch and well, lets just say, it was a REALLY SHORT "met". Ended up in Wong Kok Char Chan Teng(i dont know how to put this&lt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Im still kinda addcited to L4D though this time would be the most boring "L4D session" of all. The new map was crap, and we couldnt move when we reached a certain part. So, then we played Versus mode but the bots are too stupid to save their own teammates when we attacked them. In the end, all of us played some street racing game, and went back at 5. Cool! Im broke again! Why do i use so much money nowadays???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I dont like using money when im ALMOST broke but... LETS GO L4D AGAIN TOMORROW!! =)&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/7290329125907532128-2719603697517467258?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/2719603697517467258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/05/8th-american-idol-night-at-museum-2-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2719603697517467258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2719603697517467258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/05/8th-american-idol-night-at-museum-2-was.html' title='8th American Idol!! Night at the Museum 2 was not worth watching!! L4D again!!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/ShVfP_MwdeI/AAAAAAAAAG8/xelQEmjcbv8/s72-c/Kris+Allen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-8896251712766476499</id><published>2009-05-19T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T08:31:18.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels &amp; Demons!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/44/Angels_and_demons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 442px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/44/Angels_and_demons.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I FINALLY WATCHED ANGELS AND DEMONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SO AWESOME!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Last minute planning from me asking Claire and Sharon. Who knew this would work out so flawlessly?? I had to drive though.. BUT WHO CARES!! Went to pick Sharon up at 2.50pm then Claire at 3.00pm. Reached Jusco Metro Prima at 3.10pm when movie starts at 3.20pm!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The movie is damn cool! Definitely worth watching!! Full of controversy and suspense!! This is definitely in 1 of my favourite movies list!!!(if i had one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;And then today i took this facebook quiz that tells me i have to learn to love myself so that i can find love in this world. LOL thats just weird. I dont even know how to love myself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Oh well........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-8896251712766476499?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/8896251712766476499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/05/angels-demons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/8896251712766476499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/8896251712766476499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/05/angels-demons.html' title='Angels &amp; Demons!!!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-5596493770178397348</id><published>2009-05-17T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T08:52:40.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not So Great Movie Day....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It's Movie Day again!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Today I wanna watch Angels and Demons!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOT!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 442px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/44/Angels_and_demons.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Angels and Demons is 18PL. So my younger cousins can't watch it(more like dont wanna watch). It's also against christianity so most of my friends dont watch it. Great. I planned to watch it today....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;So whatever, then my cousin wants to watch Push(this time she WANTS to). Why i say that? Its cause even when this movie is 18PL as well, she still insist on trying to get into the cinema. Okay then, lets just watch Push. Went to 1u and found out, "Great!!! No Push!!! No movie to watch on movie day!! And im already in 1u!! WHAT NOW?!?!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 436px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/42/Pushposter08.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;12.43 pm, Dan called : Hey Tjun you in 1u?(Really hoping hes coming)..... can check for me Wolverine what time?(It all falls down again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So went to gsc, bought tickets and he happens to show up late, but its okay, what are friends for? Finally gave him the tickets, he and his GUY friend went inside(LOL just gotta stress on the guy xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Went home, with nothing to do, and now having a debate with the guys whether marrying early would be a good thing or not. Whatever the answer is, im gonna marry when i FEEL like it. Now im thinking, "well, i've had worse days before, lets just chill" =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;PS. Dan this is not your fault, i thought that you wanna watch with me xD. But i just gotta show how my feelings went from up to down just like that hahaha&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/7290329125907532128-5596493770178397348?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/5596493770178397348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-so-great-movie-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/5596493770178397348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/5596493770178397348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-so-great-movie-day.html' title='Not So Great Movie Day....'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-2946433940213042458</id><published>2009-05-10T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T07:58:01.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334208339804887906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SgbqOSP_G2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/JdSRA2ozPOc/s320/10052009378.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Quite lazy to write a post today but well got something to share(it's mum's day anyway =D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Rm107 dinner was usually enough for mother's day(well actually more than enough) BUT... Since my cousin was gonna bake cupcakes so i decided why not? Lets bake one for my mum too!! It was my first time baking though but i guess i kinda know what to do since watching so much of AFC lol. For those of you who don't know AFC stands for Asian Food Channel and is at channel 703 in astro. Yeap i watch it EVERYDAY. Sometimes more, sometimes less, but i'll definitely watch for at least an hour everyday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;So yeah my cousin had the recipe and the ingredients, since she was alone, i guess she needed help anyways.... She wanted to bake for her mum(my aunt) so i guess ill bake for mine too. I'm quite surprised it was actually edible and the taste is that of a regular cupcake xD.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Yeap it satisfies me that i did something special for my mum this year. I guess hard work does pay off!! And now my cousin wants "baking session" every weekend lol.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I think it'll be fun though but are we really gonna do it???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;PLUS i watched Star Trek again today... Though it's free tickets but i guess i should've stayed at home ayways @@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-2946433940213042458?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/2946433940213042458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2946433940213042458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/2946433940213042458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!!!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SgbqOSP_G2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/JdSRA2ozPOc/s72-c/10052009378.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-5587190073562119273</id><published>2009-05-08T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:22:21.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deception Point, Dan Brown - Conquered!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SgUgbN74vYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/S3H2Brq6shk/s1600-h/Deception_pt_paperback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333704985659620738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SgUgbN74vYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/S3H2Brq6shk/s320/Deception_pt_paperback.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;YES!! I have finally finished this 585-page-long book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I think its quite cool that this book talks about a lot of those scientific-theories about how the world started and all but how much of it is true i don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;What i learnt from this book?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1) Certain people who are trying to be the good guy in highly political stuff are actually dangerous. Their reason might be pure but some are just not using it in the right way. Example of it is murder to cover up stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2) From the book, UFO sightings are fake. Should i still believe that theres life out there? I actually don't really believe in aliens in the first place so i guess nothings changed from my mind in that point of view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;3) People just gotta move on from the separation of their love ones whether its death or break ups. We'll find another one at some point in life. Though i'm not that certain if this happens to everyone =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;4) Never underestimate the abilities of couples in life-threatening situations!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;So what now?? Find a new book?? Hmm.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-5587190073562119273?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/5587190073562119273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/05/deception-point-dan-brown-conquered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/5587190073562119273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/5587190073562119273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/05/deception-point-dan-brown-conquered.html' title='Deception Point, Dan Brown - Conquered!!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SgUgbN74vYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/S3H2Brq6shk/s72-c/Deception_pt_paperback.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-8602738129444414055</id><published>2009-05-08T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T06:56:29.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Since people are talking about love then i guess i should too....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SgQ5e_z-RhI/AAAAAAAAAGE/nxHmhmW1jII/s1600-h/I_Love_You.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333451063401793042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SgQ5e_z-RhI/AAAAAAAAAGE/nxHmhmW1jII/s320/I_Love_You.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;There're people who says we should love someone for what they are inside. Others say that we love someone because they're beautiful, hot, sexy etc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I would go for someone for what they are inside and how well we get along. That's what people think. It's not wrong, but it isn't right for some people as well. I guess things just aren't that simple anymore when you're at a certain age. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I once liked this girl a lot and it was because she was really pretty on the inside. Didn't work out though. Why? I never did ask her though i was able to figure out the reason myself(it wasn't that hard to miss after all). Think about it. When you like this somebody very much, and things just don't go the way you want it to go. How would you feel? I'm sure some will experience excrutiating "pain". For me at that time, any other negative thing that occured to me would only be considered a tiny problem compared to what i was feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A lot of friends tell me she's not worth it, forget about her and all those stuff that people normally say to console someone. I figured she's not worth it, i know i have to forget her, the thing is, feelings aren't and object that you can throw away when you want it to. Even if you're able to forget the past, after some time it will definitely haunt you back. This has occured many times to me and to the people around me.&lt;em&gt; Now i don't even wanna know the answers anymore. I'll just assume it's better to leave that unknown.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;People believe in true love(probably everyone does). We all hope that someday we'll lilve happily ever after. To those who will get them, congratulations, you're one lucky person. True love to me, only occurs at what? One in a billion? Sure everyone wants it, a few will get it, the rest WON'T. Harsh reality, why cant everyone get true love? Like those stories that we always listen to when we were young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Obviously most people know that, which is why they try to get as close as possible to that feeling that everyone longs for. From what i see, that's why there're so many hook ups followed by break ups. There's not one where you hook up and stay that way. Not in my life, not in the lives of those that i happened to know. There're possibilities, just a very very slim ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Everyone's hoping that they will find their "princes or princesses". Who doesn't? But in the end, how many will find it and how many don't? It's not that i dont believe in it, but what i see in reality is that this world is a cruel world. Not everything goes as planned and whatever you want won't necessarily be yours. That's a fact that most people know but tend to avoid. I've been telling myself "don't hope" for a while now, but i realised how tough it is not relying on hope. Hope that i'll get a gf that likes me for who i am? Hope she says yes? Hope she says "i love you"? Relying on it doesn't necessarily get you somewhere as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So what are we to do? I don't know, probably best to just let things be and not be too optimistic over everything... That's something i've been living with since that time...&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/7290329125907532128-8602738129444414055?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/8602738129444414055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/05/since-people-are-talking-about-love.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/8602738129444414055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/8602738129444414055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/05/since-people-are-talking-about-love.html' title='Since people are talking about love then i guess i should too....'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SgQ5e_z-RhI/AAAAAAAAAGE/nxHmhmW1jII/s72-c/I_Love_You.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-5644135798667119430</id><published>2009-05-03T08:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T09:17:24.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Day and Reading Journey Starts!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Today is MOVIE DAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Called the guys to watch Wolverine : Origins together but in the end nobody showed up. So as usual i asked my cousins and uncle to watch with me =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331632184915120402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sf3DOVbn0RI/AAAAAAAAAFk/OPMvtUGE4jI/s320/405px-Wolverinetheatricalposter_a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Dorothy was also in 1u so we met up at mph. She wanted to buy a bookmark for mothers day while i came to a conclusion where belanja makan is always a good present. You dont have to think so much about what to buy!!! I told her that we'd meet at the magazine section but the guard dont let me in cause of the drink =_=. In the end i had to force myself to finished up as fast as i can(so much for enjoying the drink).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;After that i joined up with my brother(watching this for the second time), consins and uncle at gsc. It's a really nice movie, definitely worth watching. To me Gambit was the best next to Wolverine though. For those of you who dont know, Gambit is the one that uses cards played by Taylor Kitsch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331632184063617618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sf3DOSQm6lI/AAAAAAAAAFs/7iDsHUdKok4/s320/Deception_pt_paperback.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Oh ya, i forgot to mention that i actually bought a book to read while im on holidays. The title is Deception Point by Dan Brown(the same guy who wrote DaVinci Code). I wonder if i can finish it though. =P&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/7290329125907532128-5644135798667119430?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/5644135798667119430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/05/movie-day-and-reading-journey-starts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/5644135798667119430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/5644135798667119430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/05/movie-day-and-reading-journey-starts.html' title='Movie Day and Reading Journey Starts!!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sf3DOVbn0RI/AAAAAAAAAFk/OPMvtUGE4jI/s72-c/405px-Wolverinetheatricalposter_a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-6105623973072417428</id><published>2009-05-03T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T09:26:09.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Night at Nadia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It was a really cool night at Desa Park City! My uncle allowed me to use this "room" for the night(or the day).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;People who stayed over:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yaw Chung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wing Tatt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dorothy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Pui Yee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Claire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;People who DIDNT stay over(too bad but it was fun with them though):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jesline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mahes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Friday morning i went over for some last minute preparations to buff the place up(provide drinks, shampoo, soap , etc..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Then i went back home and waited for the guys to call so that we could go out for L4D!! Played for 3 hours for RM5(worth it or not i dont know but it was definitely fun)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;It was 5, we planned to get the spare tv that wing tatt has in his house. It was heavy all right it took 3 of us to carry it!!(you girls really gotta appreciate the things we do for this party)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Went to nadia at 6 something to wait for the rest to come over and meet up! Then we went to LaCasa at DSP for dinner. Most of us ordered SKY JUICE xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331623985340659090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sf27xDoutZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/jumToAapkD0/s320/IMG_1057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Pui Yee and Claire at LaCasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Bought beer and some snacks then we're off going back to nadia!! I guess everyone had fun playing the PS2, chatting and messing with each others msn(mostly mine!!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331623991367505506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sf27xaFpFmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nErd7pQ177w/s320/Snapshot_20090501_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Dorothy and Jesline using my webcam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331623977506559682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sf27wmc71sI/AAAAAAAAAEk/oQAHstwcHeY/s320/IMG_1066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Us guys playing the PS2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ITS THE TITLE OF WHO CAN STAY UP THE LONGEST!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;After a while everyone started getting sleepy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pui Yee and Claire were the first ones at 4am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Then followed by Yaw Chung, Wing Tatt and Alex at 6am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I passed out when i went lying on the bed at around 8am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dorothy was the last one but she gave up almost right after i did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;xD.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(Messed with my facebook when i was asleep) EVIL!! (Pui Yee and Claire had gone back by then. Its only down to 4 of us now.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331626854523057154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sf2-YELHtAI/AAAAAAAAAFM/lna_cFoijkY/s320/IMG_1076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Wing Tatt sleeping on the queen size bed alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331633487485596370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sf3EaJ4n8tI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-RJLWN0LqGI/s320/IMG_1074.JPG" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Yaw Chung sleeping on the KING size bed ALONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Cant believe that Chung and Lum(wing tatt) took a bed each. Cant you guys just sleep together? What about the others? Pity alex for having to sleep on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;the sofa lol.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331621004389559618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sf25DiumrUI/AAAAAAAAAEc/D9ea90eEpXs/s320/IMG_1070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Alex sleeping on the sofa(no bed to sleep on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;When everyone woke up we went for breakfast at Kanna curry house near my place. Then 1 by 1 everyone started going back. Kinda sad that it ended at the time but it was a really fun night though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;IT'S A NIGHT TO REMEMBER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-6105623973072417428?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/6105623973072417428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/05/night-at-nadia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/6105623973072417428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/6105623973072417428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/05/night-at-nadia.html' title='Night at Nadia'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sf27xDoutZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/jumToAapkD0/s72-c/IMG_1057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-4957013924218696834</id><published>2009-04-26T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:46:48.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Manchester United 5-2 Tottenham... PFA Player of the Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 61px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329227131981460418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SfU311Eg88I/AAAAAAAAAEM/s05gdnaVJXg/s320/MU+TOT.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The title says it all. Yesterday morning, I witness one of ManUniteds best come backs. They were 2 goals down at half time because of Darren Bent and Modric. Both of the goals were cause of defending errors by Evra though i wouldnt say it was entirely his fault. At half time most of us would've thought that Manchester were gonna lose it. I mean come on, they're 2 goals down at half time and they're not comeback kings like Liverpool. That's just what i thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Second half: Nani out, Tevez in&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The entire gameplay were totally different from the first half. Tottenham couldn't even get pass the Devils defence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;57th minute:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Manchester United were awarded a penalty by the referee. Ronaldo took it and scored! It's 1-2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Yeah i know after the match everyone said it wasn't a penalty and stuff but a goal is a goal. People get lucky all the time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;67th minute:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOAL BY ROONEY! Berbatov's strength in keeping possesion and Tevez's pass set Rooney up! It's now 2-2! (I was freakin screaming at that time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;68th minute:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOAL! RONALDO! Rooney on the left gave an accurate right-footed cross to Ronaldo who heads it in! 3-2!!! 11 minutes and Manchester were leading WTF!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;71th minute:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ROONEY SCORES! Ronaldo with a quick stepover followed up with a cross in the penalty box to Rooney who's empty! NOBODY WAS MARKING HIM! ROONEY FIRES IT! IT'S 4-2 TO UNITED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;79th minute:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5-2!!!!! Berbatov scores!!! Rooney assists!!! WOOT!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The scoreline stayed that way until the final whistle. But wtf!! Super Comeback! United owned Tottenham! Some say they dont deserve the win cause the penalty changed the game. I dont care! Call it luck, call it bribe whatever!! They won and that's a fact!! If this continues, they might actually win the Champions League!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329227135056834194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SfU32AhvbpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/R4QDe95vxHs/s320/giggs.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Also, Ryan Giggs was voted as Player of the Year by the Professional Footballer's Association.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Other candidates like Cristiano Ronaldo, Rio Ferdinand, Nemanja Vidic, Edvin Van Der Sar and Stevn Gerrard were beaten. Shows how good this veteran player is. 35 years old and still going strong in the club. He doesnt only contribute with just experience but also runs at players and assisting other players. Only scoring a goal this year and being handed this award shows that a players quality isnt shown from just goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MANCHESTER ARE JUST AWESOME THIS WEEK! I CANT WAIT FOR THURSDAY!&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/7290329125907532128-4957013924218696834?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/4957013924218696834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/04/manchester-united-5-2-tottenham-pfa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/4957013924218696834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/4957013924218696834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/04/manchester-united-5-2-tottenham-pfa.html' title='Manchester United 5-2 Tottenham... PFA Player of the Year'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SfU311Eg88I/AAAAAAAAAEM/s05gdnaVJXg/s72-c/MU+TOT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-7296678224180048771</id><published>2009-04-22T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T08:08:28.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Exam Week and the Outcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;6&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of April 2009(Monday)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I missed a chance to go see David &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Archuletta's&lt;/span&gt; showcase at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sunway&lt;/span&gt; on Saturday cause of exams =(.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Its the first day of the exam break and i planned to study with my friends at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;segi&lt;/span&gt; at the same time collecting some physics notes which i somehow lost. Had to miss &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wrestlemania&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sunil&lt;/span&gt; and the guys though but i guess exams more important at that time. Sorry man. Well i guess in the end, studying was really a good thing. I manage to figure out some really tough and complicated questions thanks to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yunn&lt;/span&gt; and co. From morning up til about 4 something we were doing our work. Okay there were a few chit chats in between. I guess with friends you can never study up to your expectations &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. So i went back and planned that I should spend the whole week to cover up on IT and make sure i score.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;13&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of April 2009(Monday)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;IT EXAM DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Had to get up early since i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have transport today. Well during breakfast i recalled that its my dad birthday today so i wished him on the spot! No presents though. But &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; sure ill think of something after exam ends at 12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;So i went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;segi&lt;/span&gt; early at around 7am. The paper was at 9am thought. So since there was 2 hours i walked to the cafeteria and thought i would revise on IT there. I met up with Nicholas, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yunn&lt;/span&gt;, Hui &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leng&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ren&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yu&lt;/span&gt; there(Never thought anyone would be there at that time since its so early) So, i went over to their place and started revising(which i found out i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; since it was too last minute) So i just sat there and watched them study. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;After exam, which i finished in just an hour, i was kinda &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dissapointed&lt;/span&gt; and frustrated that i wasted the whole week focusing on just IT and nothing else! There was a little chemistry in between but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; about it. Every other time was IT, IT and IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This paper would probably end up an A for me. Quite a low possibility of getting B or less(YES &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IM&lt;/span&gt; THAT CONFIDENT) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;15&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of April(Wednesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Physics Paper Today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;This paper i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; that confident but i guess its kinda do-able. Luckily the formulae were provided cause i forgot some of them when i went into nervous mode. All and all a pretty normal day after the exam. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; say it was easy but its not that tough at the same time. I went back, bath, had dinner and went straight to bed after that cause of a headache(I guess studying too much IS a bad thing after all)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Physics would probably end up being a B or a C but there is a slight chance of getting an A. Lets just see if &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; lucky enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;16&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of April(Thursday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;When i woke up it was already time for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Manchester United&lt;/span&gt; vs &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Porto&lt;/span&gt;! Which &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ManU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; won 1-0 courtesy to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ronaldo's&lt;/span&gt; hell of a long-ranged shot. Arsenal here we come!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;After that more sleep and more studying on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Chemistry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;17&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of April(Friday)[Its a long post, I know.........]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Chemistry Paper Day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;segi&lt;/span&gt;, took the paper, went out early just to find that i forgot to write which questions i answered on the answer sheet! Went back there to talk to the invigilators and luckily they said it was okay as long as i labeled the questions i answered together with the answers. Phew..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;This was an easy paper as well. Probably A. Very.. VERY slim chance of a B or C. 2 papers with a high possibility in my hand, 1 paper to go!! What could go wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;20&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of April(Monday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Maths Paper!!! LAST DAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;This is the one paper i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; wanna take the most. I put a lot of effort but i just cant seem to get the confidence to face it. I had given it all i got and went out at 4.30(30 minutes before my exam ends or ill have to stay until 5) The tension and the pressure surrounding me were just too much to handle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Ive done all i could for this one, only to find that i really could fail this. Maths, the one subject i usually score an A for since Standard 1 till the first &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt;, brought me down today. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; even happy that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; free from exam. That night nobody believed that i could actually fail math. Guess &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; on my own in this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;21st of April(Tuesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;FREEDOM IS HERE!! This is one day where i can just sit back on do whatever i want instead of studying! The guys planned a house party tonight at Louis's place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But first, we met up with Brandon, Louis and Ah &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Siang&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; how everyone calls him &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;) at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;segi&lt;/span&gt; since their retake on math2 finished at 5. They planned to dive into the pool as a "sign of freedom"? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Later on all of us went to Louis's place to hangout. I waited for those guys to bath after they threw themselves into the pool. Then the rest of the F.I.S. gang came. But us guys have to eat!! So we went to 1u alone had dinner.. Bought snacks and soft drinks for the Chivas Regal that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chee&lt;/span&gt; Yong brought. We got back, blast the music and officially, the party started!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The whole time we were taking shots and playing games. It was one heck of a night! I got back at around 1, bath, and guess what? Online, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Msn&lt;/span&gt; and Internet! Wishing that those moments with them would last. But i guess everything has to come to and end, whether its a good or a bad thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;22&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_44" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; of April(Wednesday, 10.53pm)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_45" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; what &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_46" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; doing right now, blogging and waiting for that damn video to load! Why is my connection so bad lately? No its not the connection, the video loading is long! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Currently listening to Here Comes Goodbye by Rascal &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Flatts&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_48" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kayyyy&lt;/span&gt; this is my update after a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_49" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LONGGGGG&lt;/span&gt; and TENSE 2 weeks of studying.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_50" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; happy that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_51" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; finally free and that most of my friends are too.. I will seriously miss &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_52" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FIS&lt;/span&gt; a lot.. Its been a lot of fun.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But now i gotta think of what to do with all that free time remains.. Oh well, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_53" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; plenty of time to think anyways &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_54" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;P.S. No pictures were taken as nobody brought cameras for the party. As for every other day, it was exam week so.... Well you guys get the point right? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-7296678224180048771?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/7296678224180048771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-exam-week-and-outcome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/7296678224180048771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/7296678224180048771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-exam-week-and-outcome.html' title='Long Exam Week and the Outcome'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-985979537934566746</id><published>2009-03-31T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T05:35:12.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring, Usual and Nothing-To-Do days... Plus Exam! =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;There's test again today! Cool! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Nothing much has been going on lately. It's just waking up, going to college, coming back and staying at home. That's pretty much it every single weekday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;As for college, there's always stuff like test, quiz, assignment day, and homework. Right now i gotta pay attention in class and understand stuff. Exams are starting on the 13th of April. That's like 2 weeks away! This week will be the last week for classes and next week will be study break. Honestly im kinda afraid of the time i have left for studying but i still dont have that "mood" to study. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Well, today is the 31st of March, which means tomorrow is April Fools Day! I guess everyone else have forgotten about this since people prank their friends everyday. This day won't make much of a difference compared to the normal days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Guess that's all i have to say. By the way, I'm currently addicted to &lt;em&gt;In Another Life&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Heavily Broken&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;em&gt;The Veronicas&lt;/em&gt;. AND OF COURSE, &lt;em&gt;CRAZIER&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;em&gt;TAYLOR SWIFT&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-985979537934566746?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/985979537934566746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/03/boring-usual-and-nothing-to-do-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/985979537934566746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/985979537934566746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/03/boring-usual-and-nothing-to-do-days.html' title='Boring, Usual and Nothing-To-Do days... Plus Exam! =('/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-3550753307823860573</id><published>2009-03-18T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T08:05:40.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maths 3 and Physics 3.. sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I wasnt planning to blog today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But oh well guess there is some good news to share..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So what the heck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Like i said before maths test2 was this afternoon and well lets just say i did it all by myself(though if without the help of a friend i wouldve made a seriously huge amount of mistakes =_= )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, after statistics/calculations/probabilites and all that stuff, i think i can get about 6 marks out of 10! Kinda aimed for 7 but oh well, after test the lecturer gave a 1% assignment which i handed in and theres a great chance its gonna be correct..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Guess i did pass after all! For now lets just wait for that result to make sure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thats maths and for physics test 2a, I GOT 100%!!! I wanna thank my friends and only my friends lol. Wouldnt have had this mark without them. Well you guys get the idea right? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Thats all that i wanna share today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;P.S. Been having a lot of weird nicknames lately! Is this a good or a bad sign?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-3550753307823860573?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/3550753307823860573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/03/maths-3-and-physics-3-sigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/3550753307823860573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/3550753307823860573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/03/maths-3-and-physics-3-sigh.html' title='Maths 3 and Physics 3.. sigh'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-1858665361489951906</id><published>2009-03-17T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:06:00.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Everyone's on Holiday, I'm Not! Oh Well...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Bro's on holiday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Mum's on leave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Dad's on leave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Aunt's on leave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HAVE COLLEGE!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;feel like im really unlucky here, waking up and going for college until 1pm, but wait! Im going to Tenji Japanese Buffet with them! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314168148166674242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sb-3xmwrh0I/AAAAAAAAADw/HTfCKO6QYmY/s320/17032009_008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So my class ended at 1.. Then from Segi we went straight to SOHO KL. They have a great variety of foods here, but i guess the bad part is most of them have to be ordered so it kinda takes a while before we get to savour them. Not like those normal buffets where you just take your food, go to your table, and EAT. Oh well, the food was great though. They've got lots....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;From Japanese raw seafood..(Didnt know what i took but i just grabbed as much as i can.) xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314169066413839090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sb-4nDf3UvI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9_ZOFKjz0KI/s320/17032009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Cool-looking Coconut Drinks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314167807815486738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sb-3dy2ojRI/AAAAAAAAADo/5Yojm2CceNA/s320/17032009_007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Pasta..(This was really awesome)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314167791256906258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sb-3c1KwqhI/AAAAAAAAADQ/2pzv0kUEp30/s320/17032009_004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Desserts..(doesnt look much from the side view, which is why i took the top view, either way they still taste great!) =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314167806753086898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sb-3du5VnbI/AAAAAAAAADg/rv5Lr7A0Nqk/s320/17032009_006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314167803463751346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sb-3dipGVrI/AAAAAAAAADY/-IBU5BqAdYc/s320/17032009_005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;To free-flow Haagen-Daz ice cream!(Strawberry-Cheesecake flavour) O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314167788760078690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sb-3cr3eGWI/AAAAAAAAADI/YSXZJDTZoY8/s320/17032009_001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sorry guys, this was all the photos i can take, or else i wont have enough time to try them all! They've got lots more than just those on top. I couldnt even try everything today =(. Doesnt matter! I really did enjoy the place and the food! Thanks to family =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;P.S. Maths test 2 is tomorrow! DAMN.. Wish me luck =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-1858665361489951906?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/1858665361489951906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-everyones-on-holiday-im-not-oh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/1858665361489951906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/1858665361489951906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-everyones-on-holiday-im-not-oh.html' title='When Everyone&apos;s on Holiday, I&apos;m Not! Oh Well...'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sb-3xmwrh0I/AAAAAAAAADw/HTfCKO6QYmY/s72-c/17032009_008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-520068605294566422</id><published>2009-03-15T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T07:26:55.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Week! And More...</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;10/03/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Cousin Chloe turns 16!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;12/03/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Cousin Gillian turns 12!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;13/03/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Dorothy(friend of course) turns 19! She wasnt very happy about turning 19 though LOL. Didnt get anything for her(couldnt think of anything and she had class on that day). Well at least i was the first to wish right? Thats a good enough present =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;14/03/2009&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A birthday party at my cousins house. It was a party to celebrate both Chloe's and Gillian's birthday! Food was definitely awesome and so were the cakes =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the same day before the party i went out with Daniel, Wing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tatt&lt;/span&gt; and Yaw Chung to 1&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Utama&lt;/span&gt;. Main objective was for me to get some birthday presents for my cousins. I couldn't think of anything that they would use so i got them these!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313418912957377474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sb0OWYGqq8I/AAAAAAAAACw/XeN3Mhzp2aw/s320/14032009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;After the presents, we went to New York Deli. Us guys wanted to try something new.. (Sorry for stealing your pic Wing Tatt. xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313418920415904450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sb0OWz46wsI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ng2vIffZUY8/s320/DSC00130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So, this was were we went. Food was great! So was the price! I kinda forgotten the name of what i ordered but i think it was called "Lamb Shank &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Spaghetti". I didnt had any breakfast and this was lunch, so of course i was hungry. It was delicious and filling, but it makes you craving for more of it! Also.... i ordered the most expensive one among the guys, not that its that expensive(RM30), i was quite worth it(felt the pain after leaving the restaurant). So, yeah! Pretty much an enjoyable day and also a day where i spent a lot. NO PAIN NO GAIN right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;At the same night.....&lt;/span&gt; (I just had to put this whole thing in red)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313418920533833794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 58px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sb0OW0VCOEI/AAAAAAAAADA/qoGCAkhvilA/s320/manu+liv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Manchester United played like hell and got a trashing from Liverpool at Old Trafford.. sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I dont think the trashing was deserved and appropriate but i guess they did deserve to lose. After the game, 3 Liv fans smsed me saying how ManU got trashed and how great liverpool was and well i dont wanna go too detail into that.. YOU GUYS DIDNT HAVE TO ADD SALT TO THE WOUND AFTER THAT YOU KNOW!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So overall, saturday was the day that most things happened as well as a day to remember and also forget at the same time. What can i say? At least Manchester are still top of the league table right? Right?? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-520068605294566422?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/520068605294566422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/03/10032009-cousin-chloe-turns-16-12032009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/520068605294566422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/520068605294566422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/03/10032009-cousin-chloe-turns-16-12032009.html' title='Birthday Week! And More...'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/Sb0OWYGqq8I/AAAAAAAAACw/XeN3Mhzp2aw/s72-c/14032009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290329125907532128.post-6764775404189377686</id><published>2009-03-08T05:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T06:57:54.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Alright, my first post for this blog and is gonna be a roundup of the stuff that happened during the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Only 3 "out of the ordinary" events i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;First one is about my maths results. Got the news on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt; that i actually had a bigger chance to fail maths than to pass it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WOOT&lt;/span&gt;. Now my total is like 5.4 out of 17. I have to get at least 7 out of the next 13 marks to come. Doesn't sound that tough right? It is if you got 0.7 for both assignment and test 1. It's still possible though. All i need now is some "friends help" =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Right.. Now that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; done with the bad news of the week. Time for some good stuff. On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;, it was actually my first time being in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sunway&lt;/span&gt; lagoon. No photos though. How do you expect me to take a camera around while going for those rides? There were 6 of us that day, me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ravind&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ren&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Yu&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Chee&lt;/span&gt; Yong, Vivian and Hui Ling. It was raining when we got there, so we had to wait while praying to our own Gods that it would stop. No fairy tale here. The rain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; stop but it did get better than how heavy it was at the beginning. We just went in anyways!! The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;weather&lt;/span&gt; didn't change but it turned out to be perfect for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sunway&lt;/span&gt; trip. No sun and a little drizzle makes it a great day. Plus it was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt; so VERY few people were there. We practically owned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sunway.&lt;/span&gt; =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310793604073703794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SbO6pSY6yXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/smy8obhQnEQ/s320/800px-Sunway_Lagoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Okay down to the last one. On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;(today), i went to watch the Jonas Brothers 3D Concert Experience. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;.. my first 3D movie turned out to be a concert! It was somewhat different and uncomfortable in a way. Imagine wearing your glasses together with the 3D glasses, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;youre&lt;/span&gt; gonna feel. Actually, i only went there to watch 3 minutes of the show, which was the part TAYLOR SWIFT performed =). Although, there are few other parts that were as good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310793607990379234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SbO6pg-uguI/AAAAAAAAACA/5c6ap1gEJss/s320/Jonas_Brothers_The_3D_Concert_Experience_%2528poster%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Finally done with the first post. Oh right! There's one more thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I'm supposed to mention this name in my first post: "DOROTHY"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, well this week i went from 30+ ts pics to 70+ ts pics thanks to her. And well need to apologise for the sushi thing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Anyways, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;heres&lt;/span&gt; your sushi =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310793613738287810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SbO6p2ZIosI/AAAAAAAAACI/56YPT6jsCGs/s320/sushi.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Done! A little too long for the first post but i guess its okay. Next week's gonna be a long one too since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; 3 birthdays coming! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;3 birthdays = 3x the money spent @@.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290329125907532128-6764775404189377686?l=thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/feeds/6764775404189377686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/6764775404189377686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290329125907532128/posts/default/6764775404189377686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsfromastranger.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14795225531092320578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SlSXa5jjzPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/e26egUfDdOs/S220/emo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxDsANM1f8Y/SbO6pSY6yXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/smy8obhQnEQ/s72-c/800px-Sunway_Lagoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
