<?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-828423031693366613</id><updated>2011-07-31T12:22:09.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D3vLar's Life Story</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-8437067018587891153</id><published>2010-04-06T15:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T15:49:51.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Nine year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;s have passed&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;I’ll never forget the day&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Someone rang to tell me&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;That you’d gone away&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;The hurt is the same&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Like an open wound&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;There are days&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;I don’t utter a sound&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Some days the pain is stronger&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;It makes me sick and weak&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;I can’t stand this much longer&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;I just sit here and weep&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;I’ve shut my private door&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;And let no one in&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Locking myself in a box&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;They try, but I won’t give in&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;You were like a rock&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Strong, faithful and true&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;What worth has my life&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Now I don’t have you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;I was not the best&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Guilty of neglect&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;But you know dad&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;I had so much respect&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;I always loved you&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;My dad, my star&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Now my pain is&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;To worship you from afar&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;I love you now&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;As I did back then&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;I just hope... one day&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;I will see you again&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;I love you and miss you sooo much dad. I really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/828423031693366613-8437067018587891153?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8437067018587891153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2010/04/nine-year-s-have-passed-ill-never.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/8437067018587891153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/8437067018587891153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2010/04/nine-year-s-have-passed-ill-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-2254443853197348580</id><published>2009-10-13T05:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T05:28:49.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I'M FUCKING PISSED!! I STOLE A BEER MUG FROM OKTOBERFEST AND THIS GIRL DROPPED IT AND IT'S NOW IN PIECES IN MY RUBBISH BIN!! ARGH!!!!! =(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways Holland was fun. It was a very interesting experience. Lots of new things learnt.&amp;nbsp;The&amp;nbsp;Noordzee is huge!! The beach is super nice. The sea breeze was so strong that even i couldnt stand still for a while. I enjoyed my trip. Have fun ya'll. I'm going to bed now. nites and cheers all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you guys baq home..(ya'll know who u are..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-2254443853197348580?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2254443853197348580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-fucking-pissed-i-stole-beer-mug-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/2254443853197348580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/2254443853197348580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-fucking-pissed-i-stole-beer-mug-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-894289060278060805</id><published>2009-10-08T09:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T21:47:58.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alrite People.. Here are the clubbing pics everyone has been forcing me to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the Official Semester Opening of Hochschule Bochum at a club near the campus called "Zeche". It was fuckin awesome. Super duper fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the pics. Anything to say leave a comment on the&amp;nbsp;chat box&amp;nbsp;or send me a msg on msn. I'm lazy to type more cause i'm just too tired. 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text-align: center;"&gt;I have Many friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;Some Good Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;and a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;Few Trusted Best Friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Brothers&lt;/u&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ahmad Lutfi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;(Our brother who's always there when u need him. Very sociable Guy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zachary Ibrahim&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;(A brother who is freaking irritating but always there to offer his help and means no harm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Satheesh Ramasamy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;(A brother who might be annoying but a guy who you can easily bully. He will help u wen u need it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ruban&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;(A brother whom you can talk to. His family makes me feel like i'm part of their family)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jeshwinpal Singh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;(A brother who is very quite and always inviting us over to his house to watch soccer. Very nice guy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sisters&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;bb&gt;&lt;/bb&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Azy Arziyana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;( A sister who is really crazy and nuts. A very nice girl. Bitchy, but still our sister. (= )&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Kavitha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;(A sister who always want to hang out with us but can't)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here's a poem dedicated to you guys.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 400;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can't give solutions to all of life's problems, doubts, &lt;br /&gt;or fears. But I can listen to you, and together we will &lt;br /&gt;search for answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't change your past with all it's heartache and pain,&lt;br /&gt;nor the future with its untold stories.&lt;br /&gt;But I can be there now when you need me to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep your feet from stumbling.&lt;br /&gt;I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I can share in your laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;&lt;br /&gt;I can only support you, encourage you,&lt;br /&gt;and help you when you ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't prevent you from falling away from friendship,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 400;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;from your values, from me.&lt;br /&gt;I can only pray for you, talk to you and wait for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't give you boundaries which I have determined for you,&lt;br /&gt;But I can give you the room to change, room to grow,&lt;br /&gt;room to be yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep your heart from breaking and hurting,&lt;br /&gt;But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;and put them back in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you who you are.&lt;br /&gt;I can only love you and be your friend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 400;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 400;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&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/828423031693366613-1897156745686304191?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1897156745686304191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-many-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/1897156745686304191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/1897156745686304191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-many-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-1769696577511939379</id><published>2009-10-05T20:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:07:14.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating for very long guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/Ssnc0_zg4YI/AAAAAAAAAQA/PRRHYRiumI0/s1600-h/P1000368.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/Ssnc0_zg4YI/AAAAAAAAAQA/PRRHYRiumI0/s320/P1000368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/Ssnc7y0M6wI/AAAAAAAAAQI/kdVreW1vdHA/s1600-h/P1000370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well last night I went for a party.. Dam fun.. All of them a crazy.. But this was a smalll party, we just sat down and drank and talked.. Haha.. With some drinking games. They're all a very fun bunch of people. They came from all parts fo the world. Russia, France, Jordan, Italy, Spain, Poland, Singapore, Romania, China and more.. I miss the guys back home. Can't wait to come back and start slacking with them like usual. Haha. Here can't slack much after 10pm. Everyone's either tired or there's no place to go. Everything here is closed by 8pm. After 10pm the trains only come once per hour. Taking a taxi is F***ING EXPENSIVE!!! It's like triple of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/Ssnc7y0M6wI/AAAAAAAAAQI/kdVreW1vdHA/s1600-h/P1000370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/Ssnc7y0M6wI/AAAAAAAAAQI/kdVreW1vdHA/s320/P1000370.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday Michal!!&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/828423031693366613-1769696577511939379?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1769696577511939379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/sorry-for-not-updating-for-very-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/1769696577511939379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/1769696577511939379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/sorry-for-not-updating-for-very-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/Ssnc0_zg4YI/AAAAAAAAAQA/PRRHYRiumI0/s72-c/P1000368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-1521030074763233785</id><published>2009-09-21T00:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T00:23:37.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The moment i saw this car i thought to myself. DAM!! Satheesh's car is sparkling clean..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SrZW5DAZzVI/AAAAAAAAAL4/N17P2h4cCmw/s1600-h/P1000102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SrZW5DAZzVI/AAAAAAAAAL4/N17P2h4cCmw/s320/P1000102.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383585942627536210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-1521030074763233785?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1521030074763233785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/09/moment-i-saw-this-car-i-thought-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/1521030074763233785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/1521030074763233785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/09/moment-i-saw-this-car-i-thought-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SrZW5DAZzVI/AAAAAAAAAL4/N17P2h4cCmw/s72-c/P1000102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-7959632622487760006</id><published>2009-09-21T00:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T00:22:22.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Hey guy i took some photos. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;CIGARETTES IN VENDING MACHINES!!! BEAT THAT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SrZVn96ZM4I/AAAAAAAAAK4/QMlSAZ47lmQ/s1600-h/P1000062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SrZVn96ZM4I/AAAAAAAAAK4/QMlSAZ47lmQ/s320/P1000062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383584549690749826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SrZVnuPkl8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/2LLDrrnHalM/s1600-h/P1000061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SrZVnuPkl8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/2LLDrrnHalM/s320/P1000061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383584545484609474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;Graffiti on the walls here are awesome..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SrZWtJTFlSI/AAAAAAAAALw/K9SAToKx-So/s1600-h/P1000087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SrZWtJTFlSI/AAAAAAAAALw/K9SAToKx-So/s320/P1000087.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383585738158085410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SrZWs0YlR2I/AAAAAAAAALo/8CcAS8SFUmU/s1600-h/P1000086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SrZWlkpkguI/AAAAAAAAALY/S94m72N8cdg/s320/P1000083.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383585608061190882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SrZWlMzk43I/AAAAAAAAALQ/9oCt-PD8p7k/s1600-h/P1000082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SrZWlMzk43I/AAAAAAAAALQ/9oCt-PD8p7k/s320/P1000082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383585601660707698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SrZWkQA2JTI/AAAAAAAAALI/JB5tIN363w0/s1600-h/P1000081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SrZWkQA2JTI/AAAAAAAAALI/JB5tIN363w0/s320/P1000081.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383585585341801778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SrZWj5xKDKI/AAAAAAAAALA/S4EQLbH9EFc/s1600-h/P1000080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SrZWj5xKDKI/AAAAAAAAALA/S4EQLbH9EFc/s320/P1000080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383585579370417314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/828423031693366613-7959632622487760006?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7959632622487760006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-guy-i-took-some-photos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/7959632622487760006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/7959632622487760006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-guy-i-took-some-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SrZVn96ZM4I/AAAAAAAAAK4/QMlSAZ47lmQ/s72-c/P1000062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-5493562902813589140</id><published>2009-09-20T02:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T02:27:25.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Hey Sabrina Azmi!! Here's the post you wanted. I'm specially dedicating this post to you. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  background-color: rgb(255, 255, 204); border-collapse: collapse; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As we walk our path of life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We meet people everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Most are simply met by chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But some are sent our way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;These become special friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Whose bond we can't explain;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The ones who understand us&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And share our joy and pain.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Their love contains no boundaries.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So, even we are apart.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Their presence enhances us&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;With a warmth felt in the heart.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This love becomes a passageway,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When even the miles disappear.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And so, these friends, God sends our way,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Remain forever near.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This was a poem i wrote long ago.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now i'm dedicating this to you..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Loves and Misses Kiddo..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hope to see ya soon.. =)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-5493562902813589140?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5493562902813589140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/09/here-goes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/5493562902813589140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/5493562902813589140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/09/here-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-2302580605856753389</id><published>2009-09-20T02:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T02:22:20.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HEY EVERYONE!!! SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING FOR VERY LONG..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This blog will be my personal priae blog where i scream my emotions out whilst; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-away-from-home.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://life-away-from-home.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; will be the blog of my daily happenings in Germany. That's the blog i made for my school. Its a dumbass requirement. Sucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well i arrived in Germany, Dusseldorf Airport on Thursday afternoon. was very tired.. slept the whole freaking day. Friday went to bank, immigration and bla bla bla.. all the paper wrk had to be settled. haha. Then at night went with the other international student to europakamp. met more students. Then we all headed to Havana's Club. Most of them were drunk. But it was fun. Well officiallly this is the first time i've gone clubbing. haha. Was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today i just did some shopping for the apartment. and created the blog got my internet connection chatted online.. kinda boring day today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tmr's probably gonna be the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss everyone back in singapore.. My Family, My Bros, My Sisters, My Friends..  Love you all.. Miss You ALL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-2302580605856753389?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2302580605856753389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-everyone-sorry-for-not-updating-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/2302580605856753389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/2302580605856753389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-everyone-sorry-for-not-updating-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-6082078739338942548</id><published>2009-09-02T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:53:28.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did You Know …&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you yelled for 8 years, 7 months and 6 days you would have produced&lt;br /&gt;enough sound energy to heat one cup of coffee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Hardly seems worth it.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;If you farted consistently for 6 years and 9 months, enough gas is&lt;br /&gt;produced to create the energy of an atomic bomb.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Now that’s more like it!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;The human heart creates enough pressure when it pumps out to the body to&lt;br /&gt;squirt blood 30 feet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;(O.M.G.!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span id="more-80"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;A pig’s orgasm lasts 30 minutes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;(In my next life, I want to be a pig.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;A cockroach will live nine days without its head before it starves to&lt;br /&gt;death. (&lt;em&gt;Creepy&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I’m still not over the pig.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Banging your head against a wall uses 150 calories an hour.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Do not try this at home. Maybe at work.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;The male pray mantis cannot copulate while its head is attached to its&lt;br /&gt;body. The female initiates sex by ripping the male’s head off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;(”Honey, I’m home. What the….?!”)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;The flea can jump 350 times its body length. It’s like a human jumping&lt;br /&gt;the length of a football field.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;(30 minutes… lucky pig. can you imagine??)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;The catfish has over 27,000 taste buds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;(What could be so tasty on the bottom of a pond?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Some lions mate over 50 times a day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I still want to be a pig in my next life…quality over quantity)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Butterflies taste with their feet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Something I always wanted to know.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;The strongest muscle in the body is the tongue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Hmmmmmm……..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Right-handed people live, on average, nine years longer than left-handed&lt;br /&gt;people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;(If you’re ambidextrous, do you split the difference?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Elephants are the only animals that cannot jump.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;(OK, so that would be a good thing……………….)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;A cat’s urine glows under a black light.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I wonder who was paid to figure that out?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;An ostrich’s eye is bigger than its brain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I know some people like that.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Starfish have no brains.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I know some people like that too.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Polar bears are left-handed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;(If they switch, they’ll live a lot longer.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(What about that pig??)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Hope you liked it &lt;img src="http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" style="margin-left: -5px; padding-top: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 5px !important; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-top-style: none !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-right-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); max-width: 100%; border-width: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS – I dont know if all this is actually true, but I found it very amusing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-6082078739338942548?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6082078739338942548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/09/did-you-know-if-you-yelled-for-8-years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/6082078739338942548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/6082078739338942548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/09/did-you-know-if-you-yelled-for-8-years.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-6393546612480734997</id><published>2009-08-30T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:17:49.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey All.. Sorry Sorry for not updating so long. Been muggin for my exams.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My exams are really screwed up.. I Studied so hard. I did all the questions. When i submitted the paper i had alot of confidence. But..... the moment i walked out of the room. I started to feel i didn't do well enough for my standards. I started to be upset with myself. I don't have a phone right now. DON'T ASK WHY!! It's really stupid. Will post on my blog once i get a replacement soon. Haiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well life didn't really get any better after exams. I Argued with mom. Have not spoken to her for a few days already. That's all i'm gonna say about this matter. Haiz. Really sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a brighter note. I'm gonna start my daily gym routine again. Fazul is happy as now he got a gym partner. Haha. Got my NPSU-EES Jacket.. The one we fought for with SDAR the last term. haha. was hard work. we argued like hell to get it. LOL. Fazul super excited he got the jacket also. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry CY. For not being able to meet you on Sat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm missing some people. You people know who you are. =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope to see you people soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love You guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: Sabrina. Chill. you still have time. Study harder and prepare for your O-Levels. Ok? Chill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-6393546612480734997?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6393546612480734997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/6393546612480734997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/6393546612480734997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-6983216795073325763</id><published>2009-08-06T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T23:05:23.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hate(I Really Don't Likw You)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Plain White T's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, love, love, love, love, love.&lt;br /&gt;Woo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were everything I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;You were everything a girl could be.&lt;br /&gt;Then you left me brokenhearted,&lt;br /&gt;Now you don't mean a thing to me.&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was your&lt;br /&gt;Love, love, love, love, love, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate is a strong word,&lt;br /&gt;but i really, really, really don't like you.&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's over&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what I liked about you.&lt;br /&gt;Brought you around,&lt;br /&gt;and you just brought me down.&lt;br /&gt;Hate is a strong word,&lt;br /&gt;but I really, really, really don't like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't like you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought that everything was perfect,&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that how it's supposed to be ?&lt;br /&gt;Thought you thought that I was worth it,&lt;br /&gt;Now I think a little differently.&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was your&lt;br /&gt;Love, love, love, love, love, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate is a strong word,&lt;br /&gt;but i really, really, really don't like you.&lt;br /&gt;(I really don't like you)&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's over&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what I liked about you.&lt;br /&gt;(Liked about you)&lt;br /&gt;Brought you around,&lt;br /&gt;and you just brought me down.&lt;br /&gt;Hate is a strong word,&lt;br /&gt;but I really, really, really dont like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's over,&lt;br /&gt;you can't hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's over,&lt;br /&gt;you can't bring me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh...(x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i wanted was your&lt;br /&gt;Love, love, love, love, love, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate is a strong word,&lt;br /&gt;but i really, really, really don't like you.&lt;br /&gt;(I really don't like you)&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's over&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what I liked about you.&lt;br /&gt;(Liked about you)&lt;br /&gt;Brought you around,&lt;br /&gt;and you just brought me down.&lt;br /&gt;Hate is a strong word,&lt;br /&gt;but I really, really, really dont like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh... (x4)silent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't like you... (x3)louder&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/828423031693366613-6983216795073325763?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6983216795073325763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/hatei-really-dont-likw-you-plain-white.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/6983216795073325763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/6983216795073325763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/hatei-really-dont-likw-you-plain-white.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-6064421123855512352</id><published>2009-08-03T14:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T17:47:22.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SORRY FOR NOT HAVING UPDATE FOR VERY LONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 31st 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun. Went to school in the morning for PT Lecture. Got some good exam tips. then went to find Ken to finish up our PPT. After finishing PPT ad to present it during Lab. After Lab had to cab home. Take my stuff and go to my house carpark because AHMAD LUTFI WAS MAKING SO MUCH OF NOISE!! Went there saw kavii ahmad satheesh and azy. We then went to pick up the car we rented. Then went to satheesh's cousin's place to pick up a drink container. After that went to check in at the chalet. Once at the chalet we collected the food. And went into the chalet. We blasted music. and fell asleep for a while. then woke up to fetch all the rest. Then went to the beach play soccer and frisbee.. was dark already. Then went to eat. after eating went to the beah again. decided to do the "TRUST FALL". first ahmad did it. then satheesh. then somehow i went and they caught me. follwed by everyone else. when it came to Alvin we decided to drag him and throw him into the sea after he dropped. and he climbed and so we went and threw him. he was wearing his IJC uniform. LoL. felt bad for him. but yea. was awesome. After that went back inside the chalet played Black Jack 21. I lost 4 DOLLARS!!! THAT'S ALOT MONEY!!! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 1st 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played more Black Jack 21. Then we went off to OCH. We got 2 cars 12 people.ONce we reached ther i was afriad to enter at first. After awhile i just decide heck lets' go.  I went in saw alot of offerings everywhere. Zach led the way. We followed. On the 2nd floor we saw another group of people also walking around. we bumped into them a few times. We scared each other. LoL. Was super fun. Then sunddenly and indian guy came to us and told us not to go to the elevator. he told us that if we went down the elevator there would be someone waiting for us. He also claied it was a full moon that day. But it actually was only a crescent moon. Then his friends came and told us to ignore him and claimed he was drunk. So we left and decided to go to the elevator just for the fun of it. It was empty and cold.  So we continued till we saw a room with a signboard in it saying Samples only. That room smelt like my secondary school chemistry lab. The strong smell of the chemicals were all still there. We suddenly heard dripping sounds and it was from a tap. Zach said "how i wish that dripping sound was actually blood". That gory bastard. There was graffiti all over the walls. we then walked into a room. Inside the room there was a closed door. we went all the way to the top floor and there was a ladder to the roof. behind the ladder it wrote. "You sure you wanna go up there?" it looked creepy. so we decided not to. and went back down. and the drunk indian guy was still there. Glenn accidentally shined his torch light at the guy. The guy was not happy. He told glenn " eh wat shine shine". Glenn just walked off and said " you guys better look after your friend" in a very fierce pissed off tone. After that it was around 5am already so we decided to leave and went back to the chalet. We ordered Macdonalds. Then went back and played Murderer and indian poker. The forfeit initially was to flick the losers ear. then we changed and started playing pluck hair form the loser's leg. I ended up having a bald patch on my leg. Looks dam weird. After that all went home. Satheesh wanna gonna die. he was super tired. Can see that with his driving abilities. He was totally OFF. He drove like a girl learning how to drive.Then went to my place had lunch with ahmad satheesh nabil and ruban. Then they left. I went home had shower and slept. I never could wake up. I woke up the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 2nd 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sentosa with family and cousins. took pictures slacked. Played Swam cycled. Usual stuff on the beach. haha. Was fun and super tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 3rd 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE PRESENTATIONS!!! WISP DONE AND OVER WITH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS COMING SOON BOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!! I THINK I'M GONNA DIE FOR EXAMS. I'm gonna camp at home and not go out during the study week. Gonna study all the way at home. Need to revise. I'm prepare but afraid i'm not prepared enough for the exams. Did quite badly for my common test that i'm afraid the same might happen for my exams.&lt;br /&gt;Now gonna go meet kavii ruban satheesh and ahmad for dinner. Ciao all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: To my dear brothers and sisters. The chalet was super fun. I'm really happy we are still part of each other's lives even though we went our separate ways. Cheers Guys Cya'll soon yea?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-6064421123855512352?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6064421123855512352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/sorry-for-not-having-update-for-very.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/6064421123855512352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/6064421123855512352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/sorry-for-not-having-update-for-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-7438428750497683539</id><published>2009-07-27T09:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T10:06:38.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;27th July 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To day woke up early went for a jog. Came home had shower and slacked. About 1 went out to watch movie. Harry Potter. Watching it for the 3rd time. Sucks. Then went out for dinner with the family and cousins. Went to Rasa Istimewa Seafood. Its near choa chu kang park. Very nice place. Must go there to eat again but this time with my brothers. I' very lazy to blog much about yesterday. Really lazy. haha. i'll blog tonite. Today need to go to school then go to ICA collect passport. Then maybe meet brothers. Haha.. Till then cya'll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I think i have a stalker. But the person told me they're stalking me. How smart can that person get? *cough* DUMBASS *cough*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-7438428750497683539?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7438428750497683539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/27th-july-2009-to-day-woke-up-early.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/7438428750497683539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/7438428750497683539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/27th-july-2009-to-day-woke-up-early.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-6030569169003646597</id><published>2009-07-22T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:33:51.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SmciSLBea_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/vf-2ZsGvDVo/s1600-h/S6005878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SmciSLBea_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/vf-2ZsGvDVo/s320/S6005878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361291576999832562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The girl i love the most after my mom!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone help me update this girl.. She's TOO OUTDATED!!&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/828423031693366613-6030569169003646597?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6030569169003646597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/someone-help-me-update-this-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/6030569169003646597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/6030569169003646597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/someone-help-me-update-this-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SmciSLBea_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/vf-2ZsGvDVo/s72-c/S6005878.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-7673945098498437886</id><published>2009-07-19T13:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:20:40.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well first of all.. Sorry for not updating. Been busy lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well pretty much everyday has been super fun. Hanging out with my Bros a night. i think i'll just blog about Friday night. the other days were all normal, fun days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night i was having fever. So took medicine and slept. Next morning i woke up went for a run. I have to say this, after the run my fever was gone. How i disappeared i had no clue. I then went to satheesh's place. Woke him up. Then i fell asleep in his house. Woke up about 5 and drove to ahmad's place. As usual went to the rooftop of the carpark and slacked.  about 6 plus ruban came over. After ruban came we went to pick up zach and kavi for dinner. Went to west coast food court to have dinner. After dinner sent ruban and kavii home then dropped zach cause he needed to change. Then went to pick up Nabil, and came back to fetch zach. Then went to the carpark rooftop at ahmad's place. The time then was about 10pm. about 10.30, 3 of ahmad's rafusicul kids joined us. Alvin also came. about 11, Hafiz, Harris and Anna came. Then we all decided to go play soccer. After soccer Hafiz Harris and Anna decided to drink. They did some stuff i shall not blog about. Those 3 seriously suck at drinking. They get high super fast. LoL. Hafiz if fucking annoying when he's drunk. He always wants to fight with people. He wanted to fight with Anna. Anna got pissed go up and whacked hafiz. Hafiz went to the ground after Anna punched him in the face. Super Funny. Everyone was shooing Hafiz. Harris was the worst hit. He was Gone!! Totally!! He was freaking funny. He kept on wanting to pee. He went to the trees and pee-ed.  Then he went took our coke and sprite.. drank abit of it then poured the remainder of the drinks in the bin and threw the cup on the floor. Well Done Harris. Well Done. Then we were all talking saying that.. this is a closed conversation. The door is closed stop knocking on it to interfere. Harris was sleeping. He then woke up and said. Hey Hey Hey.. You guys keep talking about the door open and closed.. But let me tell you something.. There is no door here so can you all stop saying as if there really is a door here. LOL.. Harris was seriously Freaking Funny. THen sat sent the 3 boys home. Then after that sent me zach alvin and nabil home. Reached home about 6am. Fell asleep. woke up at 10 went to settle some bank stuff. Then went National Library to do some research. Then went to meet the boys for dinner. After that came home and was supposedly waiting for SOMEONE to message but fell asleep.. Woke up in the morning to see 3 message from that person. Haha.. Apparently someone dreamt about me.. LOL.. but can't remember it.. -.- Well Done!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill end my blogging here. Lazy already. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: dude, you know who you are. You can go ' F ' yourself. The word Sorry has no meaning to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-7673945098498437886?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7673945098498437886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/well-first-of-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/7673945098498437886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/7673945098498437886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/well-first-of-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-5342633194124700473</id><published>2009-07-09T15:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T14:36:28.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Blog is now private. And i will know who reads my blog and i know who the fuck spreads things about me.. Only people i trust have access to my blog. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;WARNING HAS BEEN ISSUED!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i'm gonna write my first post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna type the info about the people i hate.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 1: Huang Yilong&lt;br /&gt;Reason: An asshole who thinks CHINA is the best country in the world. I said something about ppl in that blasted country and he scolded me. I shouted back at him. Fucking Faggot Sucks o the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 2: He Bin&lt;br /&gt;Reason: Another bastard same as Number 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 3: The bastard from BE i dunnoe the name (SoE) i think is chun hiang.&lt;br /&gt;Reason: Anyhow wanna pick fight wih me i got backing of MDE and ECE still wanna fight with me. He say wanna fight i ask him wait for me ourside. he say ok. i go outside he run away. the other day i saw him in the library still got the balls to say hi to me. As if nothing ever happened. Bloody shamless asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 4: BES (Building and Environment Society)&lt;br /&gt;Reason: Bloody losers come for meetings. never listen properly. do the wrong stuff. over rule given instructions, do as they wish, create chaos then pick a fight with organiser and leave. NEED I SAY MORE??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 5: MES (Mechnical Engineering Society)&lt;br /&gt;Reason: Fucking useless shitheads who steal credits. For the Souls of Entertainment they did NOTHING!! come see show for free then run. Bastards. Useless fags. They design the poster also look like shit. I can design a better one with the same amount of time i was given. LIKE WHAT THE FUCK!! Then after that can proudly say I WAS PART OF SoE when it was only EE, ECE and MDE doing ALL THE WORK!! If not for Hantheng (MDE) and Chunyang (ECE).. i tell you i would have died..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only stated 5 of the MAIN problems.. haiz.. sad.. sad.. got more but theses are the main ones.. FUCK THEM ALL!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-5342633194124700473?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5342633194124700473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-blog-is-now-private.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/5342633194124700473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/5342633194124700473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-blog-is-now-private.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-5977274901385077928</id><published>2009-07-08T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:09:50.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know why i'm feeling this way. I just don't feel happy. I just don't understand why you treat me this way. Why? No normal friend of mine treated me the same way as you. The things you do remind me of old times and old memories. Why? Why? I feel happy when I'm with you and at the same time i feel scared of having my heart stolen and cheated. Why? Please tell me why.. At times i just feel like crying. The point of time i tried to go away from you.. You pulled me straight back. Now when i want to leave you again.. You're pulling me back again.. Haiz.. Why do all these happen to me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-5977274901385077928?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5977274901385077928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-know-why-im-feeling-this-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/5977274901385077928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/5977274901385077928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-know-why-im-feeling-this-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-8881373087305009063</id><published>2009-07-08T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T19:57:27.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I'm starting to think you just want me there because he's not around.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to feel you need me there because he's not there.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to feel you contact me only because he din reply you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to think you miss me because you only think about me when you've nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like your play toy.. something that's always there.. but only useful when you want it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you say you need me when all you need is him?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you say you want me when all you want is him?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you say you love me when all your love goes to him?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you say you feel safe with me when all you want is to be with him?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you say you miss me when you mind is alwas thinking about him?&lt;br /&gt;Why Why Why.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really don't want me in your life then please say so,&lt;br /&gt;Don't pretend that you enjoy my company,&lt;br /&gt;i will honestly leave you alone, i will go away and disappear,&lt;br /&gt;Just like i came in your life,&lt;br /&gt;I, ll hide my love, i'll conceal my tears, but please dear don't look too deep into these eyes or you might find what i fear,&lt;br /&gt;I'll turn my head, when you hug him, i'll stop my heart from beating when you kiss him&lt;br /&gt;But for the sake of your happiness, i, ll sacrifice my love, my happiness&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of your love and happiness, i shall go away, never to return again....&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-8881373087305009063?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8881373087305009063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-starting-to-think-you-just-want-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/8881373087305009063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/8881373087305009063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-starting-to-think-you-just-want-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-1437238664885488985</id><published>2009-07-03T22:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T22:58:42.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The risk of love never depletes;&lt;br /&gt;    It grows stronger and more dangerous with time.&lt;br /&gt;    But, it's in the total surrender of all defense,&lt;br /&gt;    That we, no matter weak or strong,&lt;br /&gt;    No matter willing or captive,&lt;br /&gt;    No matter what, we truly experience love.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    Despite the many things love is not,&lt;br /&gt;    Outweighing it all are the things that love is.&lt;br /&gt;    Love is surrender without a loss.&lt;br /&gt;    It is a gift without the cost.&lt;br /&gt;    It consumes your every thought &amp;amp; desire,&lt;br /&gt;    Every breath you take.&lt;br /&gt;    It is the fire that fuels you&lt;br /&gt;    To do more than pass through life;&lt;br /&gt;    It urges you, instead, to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No matter     the outcome, having felt love,&lt;br /&gt;    You will never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;    It may scar your heart &amp;amp; soul&lt;br /&gt;    And Leave you only memories of forever.&lt;br /&gt;    Or, it may cause every day of your life&lt;br /&gt;    To feel like there is no need for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;    But, love is worth it. It is worth the risk...&lt;br /&gt;    For in all of life,&lt;br /&gt;    Love is truly the only risk worth taking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-1437238664885488985?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1437238664885488985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/risk-of-love-never-depletes-it-grows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/1437238664885488985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/1437238664885488985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/risk-of-love-never-depletes-it-grows.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-3247843470413850269</id><published>2009-07-03T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T22:41:42.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; THE WORDS :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NEVERMIND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DUNNO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-3247843470413850269?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3247843470413850269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-words-nothing-nevermind-dunno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/3247843470413850269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/3247843470413850269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-words-nothing-nevermind-dunno.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-284152874267765787</id><published>2009-07-01T15:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T15:13:05.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I FEEL SO F***ED UP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREWED UP DOPS COMMON TEST..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TMR EID!! HOPE I DID PROPERLY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS GIRL WHO SMSED ME!! SHE IS CRAZY AND BORED!! LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;ONLY ONE HINT: SHE IS A SCORPIO!! LOL!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-284152874267765787?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/284152874267765787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-feel-so-fed-up-screwed-up-dops-common.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/284152874267765787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/284152874267765787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-feel-so-fed-up-screwed-up-dops-common.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-4114159681040812756</id><published>2009-06-30T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:44:57.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Always striving to do more, you never set limits on yourself, and you understand what it means to have faith in your abilities. You don't accept the limits that others may place on you and you are constantly striving to prove them wrong. A positive attitude is an attribute you must have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-4114159681040812756?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4114159681040812756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/always-striving-to-do-more-you-never.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/4114159681040812756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/4114159681040812756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/always-striving-to-do-more-you-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-257035970246130937</id><published>2009-06-29T22:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:33:39.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GE&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;NY&lt;/span&gt; HERE I COME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amount of prep work i have to do and forms i have to fill up are killing me. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SERIOUSLY KILLING ME!!&lt;/span&gt; But it's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ALL WORTH IT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a hell load of work to do. Presentations for every bloody module!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me list them down:&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Submit forms for my OIAP.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Change my Passport.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;World Issues: Singapore's Perspective Presentation (Sudan Conflict)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Human Communications Presentation (Group)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Solar Cell Technology Presentation (3 Generations of Solar Cells)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Design &amp;amp; Operation of Photovoltaic Systems Presentation (Maximum Power Point Tracker)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Photovoltaic Technology Presentation ( FORGOT TITLE :X )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Electrical Installations &amp;amp; Design Presentation (Problem Based Learning 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;That's about it, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOR NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to proper blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm considering buying a car by August next year. i have saved up enough for the car i want, but now i'm being lured to another model. I also have to save up abit more to buy it. I don't want to ask mom for money because i want &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY FIRST CAR&lt;/span&gt; to be bought with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY OWN MONEY. &lt;/span&gt;Been saving for the car since i was like 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School started today. Went for Human Comms class 20 mins late. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;KK&lt;/span&gt; was a little pissed because he waited for me and also became late. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;KK&lt;/span&gt; is still obsessed over her. He's entered the land of no return a.k.a. The Land of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;. Then met &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Fazul &lt;/span&gt;after class for Gym. Made him puke doing my workout regime for Lower Body, which was a little too tough for him. I made record of being able to do a work out which &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Fazul&lt;/span&gt; cannot do!! He found out his weakness in the Gym. He cannot strain for his Lower Body like thighs and calves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for WISP class. we were late. As usual got shot by the lecturer. Damn she's super good a being sarcastic. Very hard to rebut against her. But she's a nice lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went to sat's place to slack. We played L4D, CS and Farcry 2. Fun fun fun. came home about 9. now blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHAWN LEE!!!!! YOU HAVE NOT GIVEN ME THE BLOODY SLIDES FOR SCT YET!! IF I F***ING FAIL THE PPT TMR I SWEAR YOU WILL GET PUNCHED IN THE FACE BY ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Hey. The problem is not me being uncomfortable. The problem is actually YOU being there you BLOODY DUMB ASS SHIT HEAD!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-257035970246130937?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/257035970246130937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/ge-rma-ny-here-i-come-amount-of-prep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/257035970246130937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/257035970246130937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/ge-rma-ny-here-i-come-amount-of-prep.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-74729718376957081</id><published>2009-06-26T13:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:10:03.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KoP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SkTWXfADS_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/2vYgNKFUTUQ/s1600-h/farrah_fawcett.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SkTWXfADS_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/2vYgNKFUTUQ/s320/farrah_fawcett.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351637956170042354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rest In Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farrah Fawcett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(February 2, 1947 - June 25, 2009)&lt;/span&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SkRbb7UnaII/AAAAAAAAAHs/DF7Qg5bOwfM/s1600-h/Michael_jackson_bad_cd_cover_1987_cdda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SkRbb7UnaII/AAAAAAAAAHs/DF7Qg5bOwfM/s320/Michael_jackson_bad_cd_cover_1987_cdda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351502792561748098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rest In Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(August 29, 1958 - June 25, 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SkRerAr3KNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/BUWD2mabmn4/s1600-h/Michael-Jackson-King-Of-Pop-442285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SkRerAr3KNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/BUWD2mabmn4/s320/Michael-Jackson-King-Of-Pop-442285.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351506350234347730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The King of Pop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You may be gone,&lt;br /&gt;but you'll forever remain&lt;br /&gt;in the hearts of all your fans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-74729718376957081?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/74729718376957081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/kop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/74729718376957081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/74729718376957081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/kop.html' title='KoP'/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SkTWXfADS_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/2vYgNKFUTUQ/s72-c/farrah_fawcett.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-7606299395043014420</id><published>2009-06-25T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T01:34:39.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today went to meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Satheesh&lt;/span&gt; at his place. He got his new car(Hyundai &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Avante&lt;/span&gt;). Nice car. The gears were quite sticky as they were new. went to fill up petrol and went to pick up Zach. After picking up Zach went to pick up Ben. On the way to Ben's house the car stalled a number of times and Sat jam braked into a cross junction yellow box. Ended up reversing. Scared the hell out of Zach and me. We continued to Ben's place where Ben took over the wheels. and Ben &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stalled&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;satheesh's&lt;/span&gt; engine and probably rev &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;till&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;satheesh's&lt;/span&gt; tires almost burned. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sathees&lt;/span&gt;h panicked like hell. Super funny scene. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Satheesh&lt;/span&gt; took back the wheels. Went on to united square. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Satheesh&lt;/span&gt; entered a one way in the wrong direction. Got out of it and went back. Reached United Square. Then went to meet the kids. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ha ha&lt;/span&gt;. Was super fun. too many things hard to explain. You want to know more ask me online or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;smthn&lt;/span&gt;. A&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ter&lt;/span&gt; the event we decided to roam aimlessly. Ahmad was driving. Freaking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;shiok&lt;/span&gt; Speedster. Went to pick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Azy&lt;/span&gt; up from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Vivo&lt;/span&gt;. went to Al-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Ameen&lt;/span&gt; to eat. Then sent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Azy&lt;/span&gt; home. on the way to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Azy's&lt;/span&gt; house&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;AHMAD DECIDED TO SPEED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;FREAKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;150KM/H&lt;/span&gt;. FELT F***&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ING&lt;/span&gt; AWESOME. WITH WINDOWS ROLLED DOWN!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ha ha&lt;/span&gt;.  Sat sent us all home after that and now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; here blogging. that's all i think. freaking sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night everybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-7606299395043014420?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7606299395043014420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-went-to-meet-satheesh-at-his.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/7606299395043014420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/7606299395043014420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-went-to-meet-satheesh-at-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-3265132885114815303</id><published>2009-06-25T01:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T01:23:03.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aerosmith - Dream On&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;All these lines on my face getting clearer&lt;br /&gt;The past is gone&lt;br /&gt;It goes by, like dusk to dawn&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that the way&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's got their dues in life to pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;where it comes and where it goes&lt;br /&gt;I know it's everybody's sin&lt;br /&gt;You got to lose to know how to win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half my life&lt;br /&gt;is in books' written pages&lt;br /&gt;Lived and learned from fools and&lt;br /&gt;from sages&lt;br /&gt;You know it's true&lt;br /&gt;All the things come back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, sing for the year&lt;br /&gt;Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, if it's just for today&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow, the good lord will take you away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, sing with me, sing for the year&lt;br /&gt;sing for the laughter, sing for the tear&lt;br /&gt;sing with me, if it's just for today&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream On Dream On Dream On&lt;br /&gt;Dream until your dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;Dream On Dream On Dream On&lt;br /&gt;Dream until your dream comes through&lt;br /&gt;Dream On Dream On Dream On&lt;br /&gt;Dream On Dream On&lt;br /&gt;Dream On Dream On&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, sing for the year&lt;br /&gt;sing for the laughter, sing for the tear&lt;br /&gt;sing with me, if it's just for today&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, sing for the year&lt;br /&gt;sing for the laughter, sing for the tear&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, if it's just for today&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-3265132885114815303?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3265132885114815303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/aerosmith-dream-on-every-time-i-look-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/3265132885114815303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/3265132885114815303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/aerosmith-dream-on-every-time-i-look-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-3705401971574870337</id><published>2009-06-24T00:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:58:01.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;LIFE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;C&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;When i wanted to be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;You avoided me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;When i forged your name on my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;You shattered it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;When i thought i couldn't survive without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;You pushed me off the cliff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;When i thought in my mind i never wanted you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;You came in again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;When i thought i never wanted to talk to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;You text-ed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;When i thought i never wanted to see you again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;You wanted to meet up with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;When i wanted you, you moved away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;When i decided to move on, you kept pulling me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now i'm here. Stranded. Not knowing how to move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-3705401971574870337?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3705401971574870337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-is-c-o-m-p-l-i-c-t-e-d_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/3705401971574870337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/3705401971574870337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-is-c-o-m-p-l-i-c-t-e-d_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-526572414466888595</id><published>2009-06-24T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:30:49.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today, in this fast-paced world, man is always under stress to stay in tune with life. He wants to control everybody and everything around him, little realising that controlling himself is the key to success, peace of mind and happiness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There comes a time in life, when man realises that the external world is no longer interesting and does not give him peace and happiness. He understands that there is something more to life and starts analysing himself or starts looking within.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is the beginning to conquering himself. This is the beginning for peace and happiness.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Even for a big bonfire, a small spark is what matters. Even a journey of a thousand miles starts with a small step.&lt;/span&gt; Conquering yourself is the first step.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just as your shadow follows you wherever you go, your thoughts are always with you, wherever you are, be it home, at work or in the Himalayas. Hence, being in control of yourself is of prime importance. It is a mind game.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There are two options available to you; conquering yourself or conquering others. Think wisely. Make the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-526572414466888595?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/526572414466888595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-in-this-fast-paced-world-man-is_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/526572414466888595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/526572414466888595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-in-this-fast-paced-world-man-is_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-4358894732545567878</id><published>2009-06-24T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:30:37.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Here's a poem i came across which i found very true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I am a warrior who holds the key to my path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For it is I to choose left or right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I can clear the hindrances and obstacles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;With the right belief and strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For such warrior, there is no fear, and no holding back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I know as a warrior, I do not give up, but go to the path I chose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Right or wrong. For I have a purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For that reason I live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Battles I face each day of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I have more losses than wins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But as a warrior in life I know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The only way to success and salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Is failure. For I now know, to beat the enemy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I must endure and be in defeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;As a warrior, there is no success at all times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For at defeat of my enemies I then hold advantage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I have suffered, and endured defeat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For this time I will not make the same mistakes, and stand back up against them all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;As a warrior I desire more to fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; So I'll be able to see my wrong and learn tactics to defeat my enemies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For I know failure is not the end, but delineates the area I have lacked in my battles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For I am a true warrior!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:14;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;By David Kweun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-4358894732545567878?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4358894732545567878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/heres-poem-i-came-across-which-i-found_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/4358894732545567878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/4358894732545567878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/heres-poem-i-came-across-which-i-found_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-5216350478911246507</id><published>2009-06-21T01:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T02:04:34.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>$$$</title><content type='html'>I would like to start off his blog by saying. IT WAS A F***ING HOT DAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to buy some clothes today. i ended up only buying 2 FOX jeans and 1 CrissCross Jeans. and i soehow spent a total of 300 DOLLARS on these 3 items. i was extremely disappointed with myself for having spent so much. i've no mood to blog already so i'll end it here. haiz.. sad..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-5216350478911246507?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5216350478911246507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/5216350478911246507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/5216350478911246507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='$$$'/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-2731893254074015297</id><published>2009-06-19T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:11:37.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anti chinese</title><content type='html'>Well.. Today i found out how much my bro hates fridays and chinese. Seriously people.&lt;br /&gt;HE HATES &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;FRIDAYS&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;CHINESE&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;He told me 2 stories&lt;br /&gt;First about &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;FRIDAYS&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The god who created us was sitting down and having fun doing work. During tht time weekdays were from Monday to Thursday. Enjoying his job (like who wouldn't HE'S GOD). He decided to extend the weekend by one more day. He thought hard and decided to name it &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;. all the humans on earth got a little pissed as they have to endure their horrible lifeless jobs for one more day, and they started cursing really badly. AND HENCE that is why &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt; is also known as F***ING &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;. CUZ EVERYONE HATES IT. SO MANY FUCKING THINGS TO DO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly about &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;CHINESE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had this convo with a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;CHINESE&lt;/span&gt; guy&lt;br /&gt;I shall name my bro as (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BRO&lt;/span&gt;) and the other guy as (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;MIC&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BRO&lt;/span&gt; : Whats with you&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; CHINESE&lt;/span&gt;  ppl having names like : Andrew, Vincent, Maxine, Joshua, Eve, Justin, Jason, Ashley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BRO&lt;/span&gt; : Last time i checked &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;CHINA&lt;/span&gt; wasn't in the west.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;MIC&lt;/span&gt; : Oh its nice to have a non chinese name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BRO&lt;/span&gt; : You don't like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;CHINESE&lt;/span&gt; names?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;MIC&lt;/span&gt; : Oh we're westernizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BRO&lt;/span&gt; : Oh ok true. its because your bloody culture sucks. and even you people hate it. I UNDERSTAND!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;MIC&lt;/span&gt; : *Stunned*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine once told me this joke really lame but cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;German&lt;/span&gt; guy walks into a restaurant and has a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;CHINESE&lt;/span&gt; waiter. He orders a coke and says that it tastes funny. Then the waiter says, "Me &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;CHINESE&lt;/span&gt;! Me play joke! Me put pee-pee in your coke!" Pissed, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;German&lt;/span&gt; guy leaves. Next a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;British&lt;/span&gt; man walks in and orders a coke. When he tells the waiter that it tastes funy, the waiter replies: "Me &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;CHINESE&lt;/span&gt;! Me play joke! Me put pee-pee in your Coke!" The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;British&lt;/span&gt; man becomes quite frustrated, and storms out. Then an American &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Cowboy&lt;/span&gt; walks in and orders a coke. When he tries it and he tells the waiter that it tastes funny, the waiter says, "Me &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;CHINESE&lt;/span&gt;! Me play joke! Me put pee-pee in your coke!" Angered, the cowboy replies: "Oh yeah? Well then Me &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Cowboy&lt;/span&gt;! Me shoot fast! Me cap bullet up your @$$!" And shoots him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if this post has hurt anyone. haha. BUT IT IS FUNNY THOUGH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-2731893254074015297?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2731893254074015297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/anti-chinese.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/2731893254074015297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/2731893254074015297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/anti-chinese.html' title='anti chinese'/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-5196008897368920683</id><published>2009-06-18T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T23:12:48.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>great escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;One night when i was asleep&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream i could fly&lt;br /&gt;I felt the cold on my skin&lt;br /&gt;Then i open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;So i jumped out of bed&lt;br /&gt;Went down the fire escape&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm laid out on the street&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't runnin away&lt;br /&gt;From something i could control&lt;br /&gt;It was inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know where to go&lt;br /&gt;But i decided to leave&lt;br /&gt;I still remember that night&lt;br /&gt;I've never been the same&lt;br /&gt;Still wonder if i could fly&lt;br /&gt;Was it just a dream&lt;br /&gt;And i was unhappy for so long&lt;br /&gt;So many times i walked away&lt;br /&gt;I think i was searching for something&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing what i had to face&lt;br /&gt;Untill i found out the reason&lt;br /&gt;That's when i made my great escape&lt;br /&gt;But now it's to late say i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- Kevin Rudolf (Great Escape)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-5196008897368920683?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5196008897368920683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/great-escape.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/5196008897368920683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/5196008897368920683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/great-escape.html' title='great escape'/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-5935499121037340766</id><published>2009-06-18T15:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T15:39:33.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oops forgot to blog yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was fun. i was slacking at home. Did abit of house cleaning. About 2 received a call from Sathees he told me Lutfi wants to go slack. I was like ok. so went to meet the guys at 3.30 at queesntown. The from there took a cab to pass my sister some stuff. and after that took the same cab to Arab Street. Bro wanted to find batik artists to draw during his event on the 24th and 25th. We went to find Mr Sarkasi but he had left his studio before we came. There was this one guy who gave us wrong directions and we ended up at the wrong bloody place. then we sourced for more then we went to have dinner. Aftere that we got bored so we decided to ake a cab down to sunset way and play LAN. we called ruban and Nabil to join us. Ahmad decided to trick zach by telling him I got whacked by some guys at the LAN shop. Zach was really prepared to come down to help me. Then Ahmad told him the truth. Zach still joined us a while later to play. We played L4D followed by CS. My aiming really sucks. BAD!! went home about 11. haha. That was how i ended my day. This holidays are going much better then i expected. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-5935499121037340766?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5935499121037340766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/oops-forgot-to-blog-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/5935499121037340766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/5935499121037340766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/oops-forgot-to-blog-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-9185598698224843972</id><published>2009-06-16T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T23:54:10.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well today.. Not really such a fun day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Number 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Started doing some cleaning around the house. Started off cleaning my shelf with all my notes and book. then went on to the shelf above my wadrobe. and then decided to stop cause i found a diary i used to write long ago. I finished up the cleaning and started reading it. Then i decided those memories are not worht keeping. So i threw the book away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Number 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Went online and chatted. got bored. played facebook games. listened to music on playlist.com and slack more. I'm really a guy who doesn't get entertained for long durations. I get bored of things quite easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Number 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;made more changes to my blogskin. its a different one now. added music. and more stuff. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its good you reply. but bad as its NEVER gonna be the same anymore. Like what we both said to someone. When we lose the friend, we also lose the circle of friends around that single person. which i have just done. lost it all. But it doesn't matter to me anymore. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;A lesson i learnt in time was that when you get new friends, never forget the old ones as even if they may not be around as often.. they're still the ones who care the most for you from the bottom of their hearts.&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/828423031693366613-9185598698224843972?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/9185598698224843972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/9185598698224843972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/9185598698224843972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-4251537935979293847</id><published>2009-06-16T00:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:28:03.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 2</title><content type='html'>Well today nothing much happened. Woke up about 9 because stupid neighbors doing renovation. Tried all sorts of ways to sleep but couldn't so kept rolling all over the bed. Switched on Lappie and started playing games after lunch. got addicted to the song Great Escape by Kevin Rudolf. About 5+ went to meet Sat and Zach. We were going to play Team Fortress 2. First time i ever played this game but HELL YEA its was fun. Was messaging piggy while playing and my bros started scolding me cuz i kept dying beacause i was messaging. LOL. couldn't be bothered. Piggy more impt. She was trying to create her blog. She's really a noob when it comes to computer stuff. And even though i want to smack her head while teacing her. I was patient, she's still my darling and will always be. =) In the end i just did the whole thing for her. Made life so much easier. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scandalicious... &lt;3 Some say love is meant to hurt, but then, why do we flirt?? says:&lt;br /&gt;~ see u even laugh at me&lt;br /&gt;~ sobz sobz&lt;br /&gt;+|[Je3Va]|+ says:&lt;br /&gt;~ hugs..&lt;br /&gt;~ i still love you..&lt;br /&gt;Scandalicious... &lt;3 Some say love is meant to hurt, but then, why do we flirt?? says:&lt;br /&gt;~ yay&lt;br /&gt;~ if i don't get married by 32, u marry me..&lt;br /&gt;~ okay?&lt;br /&gt;+|[Je3Va]|+ says:&lt;br /&gt;~ WAH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;~ 32!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;~ SO LONG!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Scandalicious... &lt;3 Some say love is meant to hurt, but then, why do we flirt?? says:&lt;br /&gt;~ errr..ya&lt;br /&gt;~ hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already started brainstorming how to make sure she doesn't get married till the age of 32. =D hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gues that was about it for today. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night ya'll..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/828423031693366613-4251537935979293847?l=ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4251537935979293847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/post-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/4251537935979293847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/828423031693366613/posts/default/4251537935979293847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ontheroad-tonowhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/post-2.html' title='Post 2'/><author><name>Trust..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747800122739153718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828423031693366613.post-8786069970020608598</id><published>2009-06-15T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T23:04:01.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maiden Post Again</title><content type='html'>After so many years.. I've finally decided to blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes my first post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today 14th June 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up.. slack all day long.. till about 4 in the evening. During this time i was online all the way. Playing games on Facebook trying to beat high scores. Something happened today. Someone who i thought would never talk to me ever again, started a conversation with me on msn today. I had really mixed feelings about it. I felt happy because the person talked to me, at the same time i felt guilty because the person is still talking to me after what i did. I really felt like crying. The person says they have forgotten about it. But the issue still haunts me as its the first time i ever hurt someone like that. I felt really bad about it. I really want to be normal and talk to the person, but i find it really hard. I'm really feeling super lost right now. Everytime i talk to them i just feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now onto a happier note. My Germany OIAP has been confirmed. Will be going in September. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was going for Kavii's B'day outing.&lt;br /&gt;At about 5 i left my house to Clementi MRT Station to meet Lutfi and Sat. We were supposed to meet at 5.15. i reached at 5.20 only to wait till 5.40 for those idiots to arrive. We then took a cab and went to pick up Kavii and then meet Azy. In the cab Kavii called her mom and we all wished her HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUNTY!! She sounded super happy as she was screaming over the phone. After meeting Azy we walked to the entrance of Sakura and waited for Jesh and Zach. When they finally arrived we went in and started our wonderful Buffet. As usual Zach was irritating everyone. Poor Satheesh was getting bullied really bad. And that guy Satheesh HAS REALLY HORRIBLE TASTE IN GIRLS!!! HE'S A BLOODY MILF HUNTER!!! We wsted quite abit of food. But who cares, we just walked off. We finished eating at about 9. We then went to West Coast Plaza and bought some stuff at 7-11. After which we went to a block nearby to slack. Satheesh and Kavii bothe left after a while. Zach Jesh Lutfi and I decided to go play LAN. We played L4D and esh was seriously a joker who din know how to play. We told him to jump and he just dropped. Which made him incapacitated. Had to go save him. He also moves very slowly in the game. Me Jesh and Ahmad would be way ahead and Jesh would get caught by a smoker behind us. At about 11.30 Jesh went baq and the 3 of us continued playing CS. I got badly owned at ha game. I really suck at it. Haha. I left at about 12.15 reached home about 12.25am. Then had shower. Now slacking and Blogging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Disgusting Stuff Lutfi was enjoying eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVF9j61sRI/AAAAAAAAAHk/pw-Af8Db744/s1600-h/P6090126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVF9j61sRI/AAAAAAAAAHk/pw-Af8Db744/s320/P6090126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347257056488698130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satheesh and Kavii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVF9bGFuUI/AAAAAAAAAHc/EdBWpWw-q4A/s1600-h/P6090129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVF9bGFuUI/AAAAAAAAAHc/EdBWpWw-q4A/s320/P6090129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347257054119967042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retard and Kavii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVF9K7ihUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Q1e1y0cJEtU/s1600-h/P6090130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVF9K7ihUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Q1e1y0cJEtU/s320/P6090130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347257049780749634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Azy Cam-whoring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVF8_6Dc-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/sHa-_N7VPyc/s1600-h/P6090133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVF8_6Dc-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/sHa-_N7VPyc/s320/P6090133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347257046821729250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and My Darling Azy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVF80nD12I/AAAAAAAAAHE/OyB4UHgirFw/s1600-h/P6090136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVF80nD12I/AAAAAAAAAHE/OyB4UHgirFw/s320/P6090136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347257043789272930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retard Ahmad scolding me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVFzKvTF4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/1wXv74OT-P0/s1600-h/P6090138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVFzKvTF4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/1wXv74OT-P0/s320/P6090138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347256877930715010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kavii and Azy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVFy2ld21I/AAAAAAAAAG0/XpV3vSBG-lU/s1600-h/P6090141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVFy2ld21I/AAAAAAAAAG0/XpV3vSBG-lU/s320/P6090141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347256872520768338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach controlling his laughter while drinking zapple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVFykZrkAI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Cw-u33qhSsc/s1600-h/P6090144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVFykZrkAI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Cw-u33qhSsc/s320/P6090144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347256867639496706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach's wtf look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVFybGrvQI/AAAAAAAAAGk/cMvm09jI9Fc/s1600-h/P6090145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVFybGrvQI/AAAAAAAAAGk/cMvm09jI9Fc/s320/P6090145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347256865143897346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach and Jesh Thinking.. I'm F***ing Bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVFyZGgJsI/AAAAAAAAAGc/yaQUinxHQCg/s1600-h/P6090147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVFyZGgJsI/AAAAAAAAAGc/yaQUinxHQCg/s320/P6090147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347256864606267074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Jesh Staring at some chick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVFbBMSbeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/hhl-uiL-bXA/s1600-h/P6090151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVFbBMSbeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/hhl-uiL-bXA/s320/P6090151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347256463051091426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored Zach cam-woring while no one was around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVFbHOQnuI/AAAAAAAAAGE/jBPx7ufFzho/s1600-h/P6090154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVFbHOQnuI/AAAAAAAAAGE/jBPx7ufFzho/s320/P6090154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347256464669974242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach bullying Sat (as usual)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVFa-5_RzI/AAAAAAAAAF8/y4CQukq8h2s/s1600-h/P6090157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVFa-5_RzI/AAAAAAAAAF8/y4CQukq8h2s/s320/P6090157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347256462437467954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoker's Corner&lt;br /&gt;(Jesh and Kavii just sitting and not doing anything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVFauZdMAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/FieSla4tLQM/s1600-h/P6090162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVFauZdMAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/FieSla4tLQM/s320/P6090162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347256458006048770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business Man Lutfi busy with calls and his event coming up soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVE70XcOyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/FGIjCjaKGyI/s1600-h/P6090164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVE70XcOyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/FGIjCjaKGyI/s320/P6090164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347255927032265506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach thinking how to shoot Azy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVE7il5imI/AAAAAAAAAE8/rm3HqvxSHrU/s1600-h/P6090165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVE7il5imI/AAAAAAAAAE8/rm3HqvxSHrU/s320/P6090165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347255922261068386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zach hibernating after recharging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVE7YYlazI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ne2Itld6US0/s1600-h/P6090169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVE7YYlazI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ne2Itld6US0/s320/P6090169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347255919520869170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stressed out Jesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVE7eEN0YI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wte48UIWZCQ/s1600-h/P6090171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVE7eEN0YI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wte48UIWZCQ/s320/P6090171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347255921046049154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constipated Zach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVE7CrSYmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NxK5LvGsvzk/s1600-h/P6090172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVE7CrSYmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NxK5LvGsvzk/s320/P6090172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347255913693733474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking down the Dark Stairs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVEwmy9RgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6J1T6h7J6-4/s1600-h/P6090174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVEwmy9RgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6J1T6h7J6-4/s320/P6090174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347255734411019778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sakura Internationl Buffet&lt;br /&gt;(Clementi Woods Park)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVEwk_ccrI/AAAAAAAAAEU/pn37PGO6ijc/s1600-h/P6090175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVEwk_ccrI/AAAAAAAAAEU/pn37PGO6ijc/s320/P6090175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347255733926523570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kavii and Ahmad Questioning Azy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVEwUNpc9I/AAAAAAAAAEM/02edal49Q7Y/s1600-h/P6090176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVEwUNpc9I/AAAAAAAAAEM/02edal49Q7Y/s320/P6090176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347255729422693330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach's so called 'Disgusted' Look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVEwHJU6wI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9j0Bt1QHxO0/s1600-h/P6090177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVEwHJU6wI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9j0Bt1QHxO0/s320/P6090177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347255725914909442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is BULLS**T!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVEwDb2UiI/AAAAAAAAAD8/rls8EzltES8/s1600-h/P6090178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSRIYW1odwc/SjVEwDb2UiI/AAAAAAAAAD8/rls8EzltES8/s320/P6090178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347255724918854178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More photos are with Kavii. Will take them form her and post soon. =) It was all worth while. Got to spend time with my best pals and loved ones. Thanks for the fun time guys. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: SHUYI!!!! 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