<?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-9409261</id><updated>2011-09-21T10:28:49.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life and Times of ME</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-5395088644460759025</id><published>2010-12-24T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T23:47:34.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hunney,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Christmas again. The time and suspense it takes to lead to Christmas isn’t enough to compensate how short of a day it is. They should make Christmas like Chap Goh Mei but then everyone would end up being dead broke. Hehe. Anyhoos, I know I have not been the most consistent blogger but I shall try my best at being the most meaningful one. I still remember how it happened 3 years ago. Oh yes, you asked first and I asked last but I wouldn’t have it any other way. Potato, potato, they’re still French fries in the end. Besides, you would’ve shot me down had I asked being all ugly and all. XP  Well, here I am sitting in front if my laptop 3 years later blogging about the day that changed my life. I know I sound like a old man rambling about his past but if you had a past that colourful, you’d ramble about it. So yea, Christmas is definitely an important day for me. Even more so than Valentines actually even though I actually popped the question on the 14th of February but without Christmas, the events that followed after that wouldn’t have been possible. Everything else after that, are the best events in my life. I got the best partner in crime ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In eating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/TRSI3dhSslI/AAAAAAAAAg4/qktDSJHbze0/s1600/70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/TRSI3dhSslI/AAAAAAAAAg4/qktDSJHbze0/s320/70.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554214726853112402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY! TRY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;travelling.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/TRSI3R7Xb4I/AAAAAAAAAhA/98m52evE9nY/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/TRSI3R7Xb4I/AAAAAAAAAhA/98m52evE9nY/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554214723741249410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust me, I wouldn't have survived without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even playing at the arcade........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/TRSI3yqQqVI/AAAAAAAAAhI/qdExKV_CW34/s1600/104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/TRSI3yqQqVI/AAAAAAAAAhI/qdExKV_CW34/s320/104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554214732527872338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously think we should get a basketball arcade machine..XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it would be cool to have Christmas in the snow though but who am I kidding. Christmas anywhere as long as its with you baby is perfect for me. So if you’re thinking of what to get for me this Christmas, just tie a bow around your neck and stay. Cause frankly speaking, I have never been any happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/TRSKIX0_lpI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/AjwZ3TnphIw/s1600/114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/TRSKIX0_lpI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/AjwZ3TnphIw/s320/114.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554216116894537362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas baby. I LOVE YOU, I ALWAYS HAVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I’m sorry for all the abuse your nose has had to put up with. I know nose surgery aint cheap and the recovery is definitely a bitch so I shall opt for an anus filter as your present next year. The world will be so much happier. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-5395088644460759025?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/5395088644460759025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=5395088644460759025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/5395088644460759025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/5395088644460759025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2010/12/hunney-its-christmas-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/TRSI3dhSslI/AAAAAAAAAg4/qktDSJHbze0/s72-c/70.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-5032140283402798880</id><published>2009-02-13T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:20:44.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;The longest post...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh friggin yes...its finally here and i'm finally back. Hahaha..the blogging world will yet again be revolutionized. Changing of lives will occur and alot of things will happen. But oh well, that will be in another post..XD This post however, is especially for my baby gurl so this hero is givin up his title for the day so just sit back and enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st of all, i noe that alotta people have given up on the fact that i actually blog and i dont blame them. Hahaha...dats wad u get for not updating for over half a year...XD Although so, 1 person has always believed in me bloggin outta the blue..and always checks in from time 2 time..that person is of course my baby gurl.  So thank you..for not giving up on me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for always supporting me in my studies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYMFIn3TbI/AAAAAAAAAcU/4lbIBhZ7Lys/s320/DSC03953.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302438893628902834" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I noe im not the easiest person to convince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; to study. Heck, i'd rather eat bittergourd than study and i dont like bittergourd alot..but thank you for always straying me away from the wrong path...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...lifting me up when i'm down, always ever ready to sacrifice your time for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZdrQBCvs3I/AAAAAAAAAgk/xTr4PR78vCU/s1600-h/DSC04705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZdrQBCvs3I/AAAAAAAAAgk/xTr4PR78vCU/s320/DSC04705.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302825009154077554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and always making me smile..at the end of the day...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for always being there for me...in the good and bad times...our relationship has been an emotional rollercoaster for me. One ride i'll never regret taking over...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYLRqV9p6I/AAAAAAAAAcE/NzvkMaT8dMo/s320/dfgf.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302438009327429538" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and over...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYQxil_xKI/AAAAAAAAAeE/RdMXz3kM_4M/s320/rolla.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 280px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302444054561146018" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and over again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYQx6ub-KI/AAAAAAAAAeM/M5cZYgwoMoc/s1600-h/awa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYQx6ub-KI/AAAAAAAAAeM/M5cZYgwoMoc/s320/awa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302444061038999714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just as long as its &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with you..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14th February 2008 - 11.57pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best decision ive ever made (besides Christmas that is...XD )...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYvYp4VwvI/AAAAAAAAAgU/0R6IaQe-3D4/s1600-h/jlkjljlj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYvYp4VwvI/AAAAAAAAAgU/0R6IaQe-3D4/s320/jlkjljlj.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302477711880864498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't believe its been a year hunn. Until now i still smile tinkin about wad happened...cant say i fell for you the 1st time I saw you but ever since that day, 1 thing's 4 sure..wadever i felt for your then, has only gottten stronger in time...=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blah..who am i kidding...i cant give up my title coz most of our beloved hero's adventures involve his favourite heroin..XD So here's to my partner in crime in everything I do in my life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for being my everso vigilant, jogging and then kopitiam partnerrr..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYNbc18FOI/AAAAAAAAAd8/BKhxKnwO08U/s1600-h/sxsx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYNbc18FOI/AAAAAAAAAd8/BKhxKnwO08U/s320/sxsx.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302440376525395170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For always trying to run as many rounds as u can..eventhough it just so happens to be that time of the month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not forgettin my partner in crime when it comes to searchin for gud food...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYNbLnq6TI/AAAAAAAAAds/AIeAHzNFAtc/s320/rom.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 268px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302440371902146866" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: Your not fat..(so the food searching shall go on...wahahahaha...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for being a pig most of the time at the dinner table...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYMFJNqwSI/AAAAAAAAAcM/rXfHp10vBqE/s320/DSC03862.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 260px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302438893787463970" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that doest mean i dont try....(i have less stains on my white shirts now...YAY! XD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my partner of doing alot of dum dum things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYVkNYFtrI/AAAAAAAAAeU/R5y2_mBTFvE/s320/push.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302449323085510322" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up yours Hercules...rawrrr...XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for opening up and showing me a whole new world of crazy humor and sadistic jokes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYVkv7OBoI/AAAAAAAAAec/LYBvZvCzYWk/s320/ride.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302449332359661186" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Lillian..your lion was good while it lasted...keke...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bob the Pervert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYaKg1V6_I/AAAAAAAAAfM/HQDXocS-5aA/s1600-h/normybob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYaKg1V6_I/AAAAAAAAAfM/HQDXocS-5aA/s320/normybob.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302454379190021106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh im on to you Bob.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to my partner in clubbing and drinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYLRNRC_EI/AAAAAAAAAbs/CtzKYRrFdHc/s320/bleh.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302438001522179138" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for accompanying me and not make me look like a loner...(P.S: My baby can drink...prefers alcohol than beer...blah, she noes the gudstuff...XD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby, your not only my lover but ur also my best friend so when it comes to drinkin and partyin...i will not stop you or hold you back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYNbLjSF-I/AAAAAAAAAd0/2Xc5f_68u84/s1600-h/smil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYNbLjSF-I/AAAAAAAAAd0/2Xc5f_68u84/s320/smil.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302440371883743202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If you wanna drink, then I will drink with you. If you wanna party then I shall party with you. Together we shall bring the house down" XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Alvin Yap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's to the queen of my heart who absolutely LOVES to sleep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYWKu_W8HI/AAAAAAAAAfE/rlVCWc0lBiM/s320/zzz.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302449984943616114" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So kewt...RAWRR!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and sleeeeeeep....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYgUB9hcoI/AAAAAAAAAf8/CdZcuSOM_8Y/s320/fck.me(2757).jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302461139771290242" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG~~~!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and sleeeeep sumore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYgT9PhE9I/AAAAAAAAAf0/hPEa9u0wlu0/s1600-h/kdsj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYgT9PhE9I/AAAAAAAAAf0/hPEa9u0wlu0/s320/kdsj.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302461138504586194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok this is gettin outta hand...but still cute...!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink you get the picture...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYfchxjiCI/AAAAAAAAAfc/NfdwUtmTi5s/s320/house.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302460186238355490" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYfcitPKeI/AAAAAAAAAfk/r5HOJtlEgVY/s1600-h/cd.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hello uncle..hello auntie..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Oh hi...sit sit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok..." Zzzzz....XD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes i'd wonder if she'd choose sleepin over me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYfcitPKeI/AAAAAAAAAfk/r5HOJtlEgVY/s1600-h/cd.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 306px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYfcitPKeI/AAAAAAAAAfk/r5HOJtlEgVY/s320/cd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302460186488678882" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yess...the friggin bright light of the sun plays no role wadsoever in detering my baby from her sleep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehehe..but at the end of the day, the moments and experiences we share when she's awake is more than ive experienced in a lifetime. So yes, i have to wait for my baby most of the time, (shower, make-up, changing, etc...included.) but i'd do it in a heartbeat. Over and over and over for the rest of my life if i have to... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYaK7tJADI/AAAAAAAAAfU/CXV08wQqs6Q/s1600-h/z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYaK7tJADI/AAAAAAAAAfU/CXV08wQqs6Q/s320/z.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302454386403377202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, i forgot to mention the part about me sleepin alot too...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby, you've changed my life the moment i met you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYNa4UiPpI/AAAAAAAAAdc/gD6FmNpmK74/s1600-h/Picture_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYNa4UiPpI/AAAAAAAAAdc/gD6FmNpmK74/s320/Picture_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302440366721613458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every single second with you i'd give the world for...every minute is like an hour in paradise...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart plays a different tune when im with you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYMqh3q6uI/AAAAAAAAAdM/dAb02SPKzVc/s320/imii.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 301px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302439536061246178" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the only one I feel comfortable around enough to&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; fart &lt;/span&gt;with...XP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you're the only one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYMqCIxI5I/AAAAAAAAAc8/yLWBq-bploU/s320/ghhi.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 287px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302439527543022482" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;..who makes me smile a whole lot wider...=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So baby, sorry for all the times i made you mad or made you sad...you noe i dont mean too. Besides, i donate my nipples to you everytime i piss you off...wogey..? Hahaha...crud...that Bryan Adams song keeps playin in my head rite now...lmao..XD "Everythin ai doooo....ai dooo it for yewwwww..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all things aside...imma gonna ask you a serious question now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYMqtUckjI/AAAAAAAAAdE/C5v-4FMbLoc/s1600-h/hori.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYMqtUckjI/AAAAAAAAAdE/C5v-4FMbLoc/s320/hori.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302439539134730802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SULEEEN CHONG ZHI LING.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will you...................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYs6ewI8PI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0rJbDa_A7Xw/s1600-h/dv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYs6ewI8PI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0rJbDa_A7Xw/s320/dv.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302474994474348786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...be my Valentine..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i'm askin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehehe...HAPPY VALENTINES DAY hunney...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYnXyyUYlI/AAAAAAAAAgE/vbsCAKMemvU/s1600-h/DSC04444+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYnXyyUYlI/AAAAAAAAAgE/vbsCAKMemvU/s320/DSC04444+(1).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302468900998636114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I LOVE YOU..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd rather spend it with you than anyone else...hehe...XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZdplIfZhAI/AAAAAAAAAgc/53waIu6X5HI/s1600-h/aww.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZdplIfZhAI/AAAAAAAAAgc/53waIu6X5HI/s320/aww.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302823172907303938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, everythin will turn out as planned...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not then i shall just face the wrath of peenart...rawwwr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYMqwA0zBI/AAAAAAAAAdU/bEeIgYP_KB0/s1600-h/nartblu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYMqwA0zBI/AAAAAAAAAdU/bEeIgYP_KB0/s320/nartblu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302439539857738770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bleh~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/9409261-5032140283402798880?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/5032140283402798880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=5032140283402798880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/5032140283402798880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/5032140283402798880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2009/02/longest-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SZYMFIn3TbI/AAAAAAAAAcU/4lbIBhZ7Lys/s72-c/DSC03953.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-8256228965376822736</id><published>2008-07-22T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:17.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My 1st time doin 'it'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ppl, after breakin from bloggin for soooo friggin long, our hero decides to make his comeback by sharing his experience about his 1st time doin 'it'. The comeback topic u've all been waiting for~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yess...our beloved hero knew that sooner or later this college trend wud catch up to him. Although there are some people that embrace it way sooner than expected, our hero decides to embrace it only now. Oh yess...it wuz online...our hero remembers it clearly. Chatting and browsing through blogs...suddenly our hero gets a request from 1 knockout of a lady...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SIY1YNel1zI/AAAAAAAAASw/vPg1hnYeyHE/s1600-h/CIMG2879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225923107661141810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SIY1YNel1zI/AAAAAAAAASw/vPg1hnYeyHE/s320/CIMG2879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehhhhhh.....can youuuu.......do this tagg? NYEH~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dats how it went down. I GOT TAGGED BY BABY. Hahahahaha...i know wad u ppl were thinkin you preberts. Now that its out, might as well go on with it...here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 20 people randomly.At the end of the survey, choose 5 people to do the survey.&lt;br /&gt;Don't read the questions, but name the 20 people first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Baby&lt;br /&gt;2. Jong&lt;br /&gt;3. Kim&lt;br /&gt;(KIM-JONG…lmao…XD)&lt;br /&gt;4. Cat&lt;br /&gt;5. Ivannnana&lt;br /&gt;6. Happy&lt;br /&gt;7. Momo&lt;br /&gt;8. Godric&lt;br /&gt;9. Tania&lt;br /&gt;10. Gavin&lt;br /&gt;11. Melv&lt;br /&gt;12. Jon&lt;br /&gt;13. Goh&lt;br /&gt;14. Agan&lt;br /&gt;15. Matt&lt;br /&gt;16. Cherling&lt;br /&gt;17. Gwenda&lt;br /&gt;18. Reff&lt;br /&gt;19. Alleem&lt;br /&gt;20. My mum(just 4 funn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) How did you meet number 18?&lt;br /&gt;- Reff : Old skoool kawann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) What will you do if you have not met number 17?&lt;br /&gt;- Gwenda: Uhhh...i really have no idea on this 1....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) What if number 9 and 20 dated?&lt;br /&gt;- Tania and My mum: 1 word…HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA~~~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) What if number 5 and 10 dated?&lt;br /&gt;- Ivanna and Gavin: Wooohoooooo~~~! Jackpot! XD XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Describe number 1&lt;br /&gt;- Baby: The 1 person I cant seem to stop loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) Do you think number 8 is attractive?&lt;br /&gt;- Godric: HECK YEAH~~! Jiggley Belly HOOOO~~~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) Describe number 7&lt;br /&gt;- Momo: Devourer of worlds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) Do you know any family members of 12?&lt;br /&gt;- Jon: Yeap..basically his entire family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) What language does number 15 speak?&lt;br /&gt;- Matt: Hokkien, English, Mandarin, Foochow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) Who is number 9 hanging out with?&lt;br /&gt;- Tania: Pian, convoy...n uhh...her family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.) How old is number 16?&lt;br /&gt;- Cherling: Errr…19?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.) When was the last time you spoke to number 13?&lt;br /&gt;- Goh: Last week I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.) Who's number 2 favorite singer/band?&lt;br /&gt;- Jong: Barney, Elmo, Jackson 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.) Have you ever dated number 4?&lt;br /&gt;- Cat: Nahhhhhhhh~~~~she like a sista to me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.) Would you ever date number 19?&lt;br /&gt;- Alleem: Im antigay…sorry…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.) Is number 3 single?&lt;br /&gt;- Kim: Nahhh….very much taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.) What is number 10 last name?&lt;br /&gt;- Fookkk Loiiii~~~~!! Eh…I keep 4gettin its actually Chan…XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.) Would you ever be in a relationship with number 11?&lt;br /&gt;- Melv: How clear about me being antigay do u want me 2 be??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.) What is the school of number 13?&lt;br /&gt;- Goh: Swinburne Salawak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.) Where does number 6 stay?&lt;br /&gt;- Happy: I have no idea…XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tagg anyone who has not don this tagg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAGGED BY BABY again =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Facts About Me:&lt;br /&gt;uhh,&lt;br /&gt;1. I love basketball&lt;br /&gt;2. Im an optimist.&lt;br /&gt;3. I am so in love =D&lt;br /&gt;4. I love good fooooood&lt;br /&gt;5. I love music&lt;br /&gt;6. I prefer doing something over sleeping&lt;br /&gt;7. I’m a sucker for fitness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things That Scares Me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Accidently making my baby sad&lt;br /&gt;- fat and weight gain&lt;br /&gt;- Loosing baby&lt;br /&gt;- Stepping on Peanut&lt;br /&gt;- Tripping and falling on my penis when its erected&lt;br /&gt;- Me getting really pissed off&lt;br /&gt;- Vagina Dentata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Songs Playing in My Head Lately:&lt;br /&gt;- Im YOUR’s – Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;- Someone to love – Shane Ward&lt;br /&gt;- Don’t Touch Me – Busta Rhymes&lt;br /&gt;- We Run This - Missy Elliot&lt;br /&gt;- Move, Shake and Drop – (Its like Benni Bennasi, only fresher..XD)&lt;br /&gt;- Some Jap song&lt;br /&gt;- That's What You Get - Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Valuable Things in My Life:&lt;br /&gt;- baby&lt;br /&gt;- friends&lt;br /&gt;- family&lt;br /&gt;- food&lt;br /&gt;- studies&lt;br /&gt;- sports&lt;br /&gt;- life itself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 "First Time" in My Life:&lt;br /&gt;- I know what I want .&lt;br /&gt;- I studied like hell.&lt;br /&gt;- I started thinking of my life as a 2 part instead of a 1 part(myself).&lt;br /&gt;- I started embracing n liking spicy food.&lt;br /&gt;- I actually did a tag.&lt;br /&gt;- I fell for someone like you.&lt;br /&gt;- I have my own dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Words/Things I Always Use/Say:&lt;br /&gt;- basic foul language&lt;br /&gt;- cellphone&lt;br /&gt;- tv&lt;br /&gt;- Sayanggg~~~&lt;br /&gt;- What the fark laaaa….&lt;br /&gt;- What did I do..?&lt;br /&gt;- I noeeee~~~~~XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i tag:&lt;br /&gt;1. My Mum&lt;br /&gt;2. My Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 10 people to do this survey&lt;br /&gt;Answer these questions honestly~~ ( formalities )&lt;br /&gt;1. Baby&lt;br /&gt;2. Hard GAY&lt;br /&gt;3. Peanut&lt;br /&gt;4. Jose&lt;br /&gt;5. Jeff Dunham&lt;br /&gt;6. Zohann&lt;br /&gt;8. Hellboy&lt;br /&gt;9. Barney the dinosaur&lt;br /&gt;10. Ninja Turtle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 ) Are you allowed to have a bf/gf?&lt;br /&gt;- Like duhh !!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 ) Describe urself in one word&lt;br /&gt;- Funny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 ) Who would you pick, someone who really loves you, or the one you love?&lt;br /&gt;- I’d like them to come in a package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 ) Have you ever loved someone BEFORE but never had the courage to tell him/her?&lt;br /&gt;- Nahh…I tend to express my feelings…thank god for dat…=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 ) Does it feel good to love?&lt;br /&gt;- Mmmm…love ish like a box of donuts…it gewwwwwddd~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 ) God is giving u just 5 more minutes to live, IF you love someone special what will you say to that person?&lt;br /&gt;- Now where’s the fun if I say it here. The time that moment comes, less dramatic liaw larr…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 ) What will you say to someone who doesn't want to believe you??&lt;br /&gt;- Shut Up Yu Dum Fuk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 ) Was ever a time that you tried to learn to love someone?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah…bad move…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 ) What's your opinion about someone who's jealous?&lt;br /&gt;- Depends on what the jealousy was all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 ) What can you say about playboys/playgirls?&lt;br /&gt;- Mmmm…playboy~~~(bunnyyyyy…..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[ * PART 2 * ]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 ) Best place to cry?&lt;br /&gt;- I’d rather not say this 1…XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 ) Who do you love the most?&lt;br /&gt;- BABY! Best friends, hiatieee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 ) Tell us ur dream las night?&lt;br /&gt;- I didn’t sleep last nite…kept tinkin of baby got lahhh…haha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Ever hated someone so bad?&lt;br /&gt;- Nahh…it bad feng shui 2 hate ppl…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 ) The biggest &amp;amp; most hurtful lie you heard?&lt;br /&gt;- My butt is square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[ * LAST PERSON... * ]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: had a beer with?&lt;br /&gt;- Baby , Aaron, Cath , Kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: went to the movies with?&lt;br /&gt;- Baby. Huaiiii Sowww Seriousss~~~?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: talked on the cell phone with?&lt;br /&gt;- Baby. She was askin wad I wanted to tell her..XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: u hugged?&lt;br /&gt;- Baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: u yelled at?&lt;br /&gt;- Mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[ * IN THE LAST WEEK HAVE YOU...* ]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Kissed sumone?&lt;br /&gt;- Peanut. I’m serious. Sorry baby, he always catches me off guard every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Sing/sung/song?&lt;br /&gt;- Wtf!? Do-re-mi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Danced crazy?&lt;br /&gt;- U’d hafta ask the mirror in my room…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// Think of the last time u were angry, why were u angry?&lt;br /&gt;- Recently…It’s a long story regarding a fat cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// You will die in 3 mins. Last call?&lt;br /&gt;- Hands down, my baby…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// If you could do anything OR wish anything, wad would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- Loose weight, gain muscles, magically have tons of money to spend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// Would you or have you ever blackmailed someone?&lt;br /&gt;- Maybe..? I don’t rmb…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// Are you old fashioned?&lt;br /&gt;- Don’t think so…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// What would be harder for you, to tell someone you love them or that you do not love them back?&lt;br /&gt;- Flip a coin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// What things would be the hardest thing for you to give up on?&lt;br /&gt;- My one and only baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SIY7rsC3gSI/AAAAAAAAAS4/wrgtNXbs44g/s1600-h/DSC00416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225930039353639202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SIY7rsC3gSI/AAAAAAAAAS4/wrgtNXbs44g/s320/DSC00416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardo GAY Strikes again HOOOO~~~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cant believe you actually put dat up in ur bwog....I KEELL YEWW~~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...Until next time ppl....this is your beloved hero....~~~Signin Out~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-8256228965376822736?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/8256228965376822736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=8256228965376822736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/8256228965376822736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/8256228965376822736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-1st-time-doin-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SIY1YNel1zI/AAAAAAAAASw/vPg1hnYeyHE/s72-c/CIMG2879.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-3178089476112495416</id><published>2008-07-01T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:18.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;~SPECIAL EDITION~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaah yess...our beloved Hero finally returns to blogggin after a longgggg break due to examz and shitloads of stuff to do. Our Hero's appearance is made in this never seen, special edition of our hero's life. This edition comes only once a year and thus, making it our Hero's 1st time being a part of it. This edition is of course...our beloved Hero's Heroin's 19th birthday...(whoa...now dats a mouthfull)...XD Sooooo...without furhter adieu.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAYYY~~~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hehe...aaaa yess...time sure flies by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SGmkFBilWhI/AAAAAAAAASQ/83PG_vVrJ9o/s1600-h/trio2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217882049505221138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SGmkFBilWhI/AAAAAAAAASQ/83PG_vVrJ9o/s320/trio2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It feels like it wuz only last week when we were chillin at Sematan...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SGmwwaVV8GI/AAAAAAAAASY/7ZXDBpa6DoI/s1600-h/ncie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217895989034479714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SGmwwaVV8GI/AAAAAAAAASY/7ZXDBpa6DoI/s320/ncie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;a few days ago when our eyes met for the first time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SGmwwoQoxLI/AAAAAAAAASg/tcPl6H_sK-Y/s1600-h/1_377807685l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217895992772838578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SGmwwoQoxLI/AAAAAAAAASg/tcPl6H_sK-Y/s320/1_377807685l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday when the both of us were officially 2geda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u what all this means....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welll....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wont be long till your old, weak, toothless and ugly...hahahaha...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SGmx43bmcII/AAAAAAAAASo/4iU8knvjsTs/s1600-h/1_104247187l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217897233795936386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SGmx43bmcII/AAAAAAAAASo/4iU8knvjsTs/s320/1_104247187l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just kiddin baby...even when dat time comes...i'll still love you...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Confession Booth*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hunneyy...I am the luckiest man alive to have you....i mean it...u make my life a hell lot more interesting...I cant say I loved you the moment i saw you...because i didnt then...guess it just wuznt our time...XP But i will say that ever since i fell for u, my love 4 u has been growing stronger each and every single day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rmb now...2day is your day...and not anyone else's...hehe...bleh...XP Our beloved Hero's goal is of course, to give his Heroin the best birthday she will ever have....this feat is, however....easier said than done.....but well, our Hero is not the type of person that backs down from a challenge. Letss all see what'll happen with our upcoming next post. Until next time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.s: Thank u 4 everything baby...aieeeee lubbbbbbb yeeeeewwwwwwwwwwww~~~~=P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPIEEEEE BURFFFFDAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY~~~~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-3178089476112495416?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/3178089476112495416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=3178089476112495416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/3178089476112495416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/3178089476112495416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2008/07/special-edition-aaaah-yess.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SGmkFBilWhI/AAAAAAAAASQ/83PG_vVrJ9o/s72-c/trio2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-439096417297158615</id><published>2008-06-19T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:19.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;TAKING OVER HOOOOOO~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Guess who? XD XD baby's blog has been getting really empty. no updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;His reason, cause he's always with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I think cause he's just lazy :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;so here i am, filling it up. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;CAUSE I'M BORED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and baby is studying right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;good boy, honey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Life has been great with baby. Enjoying food till i turn ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SFqG4Ichw8I/AAAAAAAAAR4/okyttcmmnYU/s1600-h/funny-pictures-new-mcdonalds-ad-zxj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SFqG4Ichw8I/AAAAAAAAAR4/okyttcmmnYU/s320/funny-pictures-new-mcdonalds-ad-zxj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213627817532703682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not really that big, but you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mcD is bad for you! XP you made me hungry with your SIEW PAO and YAM PUFFS!&lt;br /&gt;must control. hmmmmpff!&lt;br /&gt;haha. probably images of SPARTA is in your head right now, and your study mode probably switch off after reading this =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its okay, you grow fat , i grow skinner yeah? :P&lt;br /&gt;kidding hunnie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE INCREDIBLE HULK WAS GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;eventhough we watched it on Sunday, 11pm movie, after trying hundreds of times to get a ticket....FINALLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE &lt;s&gt;INCREDIBLE&lt;/s&gt; HULK XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SFqHyyCpT5I/AAAAAAAAASA/Mo3P8zUSv-k/s1600-h/hulkmain_507613a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SFqHyyCpT5I/AAAAAAAAASA/Mo3P8zUSv-k/s320/hulkmain_507613a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213628825130848146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I LOVE ALL HIS EFFORTS BTW :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna make it a short post so that his blog stays filled XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo... here's to you babyy~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SFqLysLXVfI/AAAAAAAAASI/U9RFYiPjM9U/s1600-h/funny-pictures-baboon-butt-heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SFqLysLXVfI/AAAAAAAAASI/U9RFYiPjM9U/s320/funny-pictures-baboon-butt-heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213633221603317234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: Don't ever sleep in front of your best friend when she has a camera in her hands and especially when she's wide awake, and you're DEAD ASLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;@_________@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby i miss you! can't wait to see you XD&lt;br /&gt;and poo on you :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-439096417297158615?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/439096417297158615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=439096417297158615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/439096417297158615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/439096417297158615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2008/06/taking-over-hoooooo-guess-who-xd-xd.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/SFqG4Ichw8I/AAAAAAAAAR4/okyttcmmnYU/s72-c/funny-pictures-new-mcdonalds-ad-zxj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-8921237058954863204</id><published>2008-04-20T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T15:43:44.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;IN THE DARK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:50%;"  &gt;Ah yes people, our beloved hero is back again. Hehehehe...back again, is our hero, doin the impossible, bloggin at his baby's hse while she's in bed, fast asleep, trying to make the least noise, while looking right doin it, just in case my baby's mum pops up(whoa, that's allotta comas...)lmao..XP I don think she'll see this 1 comin..heehee..XD Sorry for not bloggin as often as i promised hunney. Been to caught up wit everytin else thats been goin on lately...me, you, us...and lovin every moment of it...*FYI, our hero is feelin like a 50 year old rite now.....heii, u try typing in the dark once in a while...lets see how you feel...(mid). Anyhows, baby, just wanted u 2 noe that eventho im so close 2 u, im still missin u...as much as i wanna sleep with u, sleeping next 2 u good enuf 4 me...even if its on hard planks, that dont bug me at all..=) Lubb u always hunney...*muahkz* *hugz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-8921237058954863204?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/8921237058954863204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=8921237058954863204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/8921237058954863204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/8921237058954863204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-dark-ah-yes-our-beloved-hero-is-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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-9409261.post-4911505049354758868</id><published>2008-03-25T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:20.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ENDURANCE TEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;--Mini Shoutout--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda cant sleep so im gonna blog..haha..fina-damn-ly ei? I noe all u peeps have been waitin 4 me 2 blog about my life 4 a while now but ive been 2 busy livin it. Im sorry people. Im especially sorry to my one and only &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HONEY BOO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. So so so sorry it took me 4 ever 4 blog..i noe i've been sayin i'd do it time and time again but i always end up in bed, workin out, or....well, &lt;strong&gt;in bed&lt;/strong&gt;. Haihz...all of that guilty feelin i have from not bloggin ish seriously buildin inside me..maybe dats why i cant sleep. This &lt;em&gt;HERO&lt;/em&gt; is seriously very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SORRYYYYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhouwsss....back 2 where we were..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stamina&lt;/strong&gt;. Oh yes, the one thing most sports men crave 2 have. After a long break from our HERO's infamous &lt;strong&gt;SPARTAN&lt;/strong&gt; training, he starts 2 loose sight of his manly pectorials and also more sadly...his stamina. Wad gud is a hero without his stamina 2 outrun baddies ei? Sick and tired of this predicament, our beloved hero decides to not only gain back his stamina and old body but to beat wadeva stamina he had and also to sculp a more manly body. To do this, our hero had been workin out non-stop for the past 3 days...pumpin iron and secretly exercisin at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R-ghTBMJ71I/AAAAAAAAARI/43K4pyWu0oU/s1600-h/pump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181427981910404946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R-ghTBMJ71I/AAAAAAAAARI/43K4pyWu0oU/s320/pump.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;strong&gt;Sparta&lt;/strong&gt;~~~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of his normal everyday routine...our hero decides to go on yeat anotha 1 of his jogs. Bored of joggin around the block, our hero decides to see how far he can really go so he decides to go on a joggin expedition. From his house (sumwhere very near the new &lt;strong&gt;Lodge School&lt;/strong&gt;), all the way down to &lt;strong&gt;Rock Road Seafood&lt;/strong&gt;. With only determination and weight loss on our hero's mind, distance wuz not a problem. Starting of his journey at 6.55pm our hero jogged....and jogged....and jogged....non-stop without any time 2 catch a breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R-ghTRMJ72I/AAAAAAAAARQ/V6JuPf_c5bI/s1600-h/jog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181427986205372258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R-ghTRMJ72I/AAAAAAAAARQ/V6JuPf_c5bI/s320/jog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plowering through tons and tons of road traffic, our hero jogged on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the dogs at the dark roads from &lt;strong&gt;Swinburne&lt;/strong&gt; till &lt;strong&gt;Jln Ong Tiang Swee&lt;/strong&gt; were no match for our hero's speed and dexterity. Out-runnin kanines was certainly not an easy task considering the fact that our hero had been joggin non-stop for more than 30 minutes. About to call it quits 3 quarters along the way, our hero recieves a msg from his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BABY&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;goin.."&lt;em&gt;Honey, i saw u. Mwah&lt;/em&gt;". Instantly, our hero's strength wuz replenished as he knew his efforts of body sculpting wuz known to his one and only &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BABY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. With confidence by his side, our hero pushed on until before he knew it...he had reached &lt;strong&gt;Rock Road Seafood&lt;/strong&gt;. 5 minutes past &lt;strong&gt;Rock Road Seafood&lt;/strong&gt;, our hero decided to call it a night and decided to rest at the house of '&lt;strong&gt;DEATH'&lt;/strong&gt;, finally stopping at 7.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R-ghSxMJ70I/AAAAAAAAARA/AuFOSFnncoE/s1600-h/death.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181427977615437634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R-ghSxMJ70I/AAAAAAAAARA/AuFOSFnncoE/s320/death.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture shows wads left of wad wuz a bicycle after &lt;strong&gt;DEATH&lt;/strong&gt;'s so called attempt to shed a few pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but the story doesnt end there folks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having a little 10 minute chat with &lt;strong&gt;DEATH&lt;/strong&gt;, our hero decides to hit the hay only to realise that his only transport wuz to a game of basketball 15 minutes away. Since he wuz free for the night, our hero just went for the game. With only a bottle of water and a tin of &lt;strong&gt;Hieneken&lt;/strong&gt;(tapao-ed) to quench his thirst, our hero jumps into a half-court game and then into a full court game continuously. Halfway through the game, our hero recieves a msg from his &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BABY GURL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; saying that she didnt know the way to the court and wuz waiting at the shops at &lt;strong&gt;Kenyalang&lt;/strong&gt;(8 minutes away from the court if u ran like crazy)*&lt;em&gt;long piak&lt;/em&gt;*. So yes...our hero had to run..&lt;strong&gt;AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;. But this hero didnt mind runnin to his&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BABY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;so distance and the urge to just break down really did not get to him. Our hero's day of workin out wuz finally complete and wad better way to complete it than by seeing his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BABY&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;1st. This hero wudnt have wanted it any other way. =) Love yew to bits &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BABY&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; *muahkz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R-ghThMJ73I/AAAAAAAAARY/qOEZr1-K5_E/s1600-h/sparta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181427990500339570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R-ghThMJ73I/AAAAAAAAARY/qOEZr1-K5_E/s320/sparta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost there...&lt;strong&gt;King Leonidas&lt;/strong&gt; wud be so proud...AWOOOOO~~~!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love you baby. Thanks alotuttahhh for never givin up on my bloggie. Viewin it everyday eventhough i haven updated for ages. I noe hw sucky that feels. I promise i'll keep updating whenever i can k? Lubb yewwwwwww...*muahkz* *muahkz* *muahkz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-4911505049354758868?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/4911505049354758868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=4911505049354758868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/4911505049354758868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/4911505049354758868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2008/03/endurance-test-mini-shoutout-kinda-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R-ghTBMJ71I/AAAAAAAAARI/43K4pyWu0oU/s72-c/pump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-3423285260494993478</id><published>2008-02-07T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:20.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And you say i wont BLOG...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R6nruktA0YI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/C3G9bK0VUOE/s1600-h/4+baby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163917633115967874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R6nruktA0YI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/C3G9bK0VUOE/s320/4+baby.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God...oh please grant me the skills 2 make thizzz...=.(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokin 2 my baby on the phone rite now...missin her LIKE HELL...u see how skilled i am...blogging and tokin at the same time. There we go...i can seeee the proud look on ur face rite now...*Self praise is good praise* XD Mann...she wants 2 eat shushee and all i can do rite now is cook maggie mee. Stupid ppl shud make stupid shusheee stalls 24 hrs. Ppl still wanna eat sushi after 10 la ho!? Sure wish i had the stuff 2 make gud ass shushi rite now....miss you like hell baby...i noe ur bored...wish i cud be there wit yew...aaaaa....im goin crazy listenin 2 ur voice...(wonder if me talkin 2 u on the phone is gonna affect me in my blogging ho...?) Hahahahaha....i wanna hug ew baby...shower eww wit kishies...blah...i go make love with a bottle lah...*fuck!!! stuckkkkk!!!* Lmao... XP *muahkz* *muahkz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-THE END-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-3423285260494993478?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/3423285260494993478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=3423285260494993478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/3423285260494993478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/3423285260494993478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-you-say-i-wont-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R6nruktA0YI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/C3G9bK0VUOE/s72-c/4+baby.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-3896720266039991703</id><published>2008-01-15T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:21.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;How long is 2 long?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok...i know u folks have been waiting a while for the 2nd part of muh re-capp post but sad 2 say...its still under construction due 2 umm...some minor set backs in the editorial department. Anyhows...that just leaves us with yeat another fill-in. Boo all u want...im still gonna post it. Nyeh nyeh...XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The SPRING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4vMGBBXSlI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/OGHoT2q6_I8/s1600-h/spring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155438602181102162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4vMGBBXSlI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/OGHoT2q6_I8/s320/spring.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt; The 'Spring'&lt;br /&gt;I just made a joke....gaharrrrr....XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Spring&lt;/strong&gt; surprised shotloads of ppl especially our very own hero being all sceptical about &lt;strong&gt;The Spring&lt;/strong&gt; being better than &lt;strong&gt;BouleBUTT&lt;/strong&gt;. (Boy wuz i ever wrong...) The Spring made an impact in the hearts of Kuching-nites bringin in stores like &lt;strong&gt;Quicksilvah&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Roxy&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Esprit&lt;/strong&gt; all the way closer to us. Its about time don cha tink? Lolz...and also..finally bringin Starfucks fuckin closer to us Kuching ppl. Stoopid 'Im gonna open it at the airport 1st' concept. Besides that,&lt;strong&gt; The Sepiling&lt;/strong&gt; offers a variety of food in its &lt;strong&gt;Food Bazaar &lt;/strong&gt;which apparently, is designed 2 look almost like the one in &lt;strong&gt;KLCC&lt;/strong&gt; but with a little twist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4vMGRBXSmI/AAAAAAAAAQY/IRRHCd5GrEU/s1600-h/makan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155438606476069474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4vMGRBXSmI/AAAAAAAAAQY/IRRHCd5GrEU/s320/makan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As u can see, the design is somewhat similiar to that of &lt;strong&gt;KLCC&lt;/strong&gt; except for the fact that they have...huge azz neon flower pillars~~~!! Woot woot~~!! 2 thumbs up for originality on that 1...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wad makes it even better, &lt;strong&gt;The Spring&lt;/strong&gt; also offers &lt;strong&gt;SHUSHEE KEEENG&lt;/strong&gt; and also &lt;strong&gt;Kenny Rogers Roaster's&lt;/strong&gt;..both outlets u can easily get at &lt;strong&gt;BouleBUTT&lt;/strong&gt; except for the fact that &lt;strong&gt;The Spring&lt;/strong&gt; is wayyyyy closer...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4vOzxBXSnI/AAAAAAAAAQg/whajZ0cUYls/s1600-h/salmon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155441587183372914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4vOzxBXSnI/AAAAAAAAAQg/whajZ0cUYls/s320/salmon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmmm....salmony goodnessss......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4vO0BBXSoI/AAAAAAAAAQo/mBgRcCzDcMw/s1600-h/roll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155441591478340226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4vO0BBXSoI/AAAAAAAAAQo/mBgRcCzDcMw/s320/roll.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unagi Roll - Buy 1 free 1....double the fun, double the mmmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4vO0BBXSpI/AAAAAAAAAQw/7mvVPdnSZYI/s1600-h/salad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155441591478340242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4vO0BBXSpI/AAAAAAAAAQw/7mvVPdnSZYI/s320/salad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rmb 2 eat healthy now folks...this shit is good 4 yah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hero vs The Spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Spring&lt;/strong&gt; opened on the 10th of January 2008. Curious as he was, our hero decided 2 jump over as &lt;strong&gt;The Spring&lt;/strong&gt; wuz only 5 minutez walking distance from &lt;strong&gt;Swinburne&lt;/strong&gt;...score 1 for Swinburnianz..HOOOOOO~~~!! Anyhows, our hero walks in...walks around...checks out some stores...and then walks out...no big deal. Next thing u noe, our hero recieves a call from his friends 2 apparently....check out &lt;strong&gt;The Spring&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;strong&gt;AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;. So there wuz our hero repeating the same thing &lt;strong&gt;AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;. Our hero finally returns home all exhausted from the whole day of walking and thus crashes on his bed. A few minutes later, he was abruptly awaken by his family who were somewhat, eager to well...u guessed it. Go to &lt;strong&gt;The Spring&lt;/strong&gt;. So there i our finds himself for the 3rd time in the same day doing pretty much the same thing..&lt;strong&gt;AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;..at &lt;strong&gt;The Spring&lt;/strong&gt;. To think that it was a 1 day thing was sooooo sooooo wrong because believe it or not, our beloved hero ended up at &lt;strong&gt;The Spring&lt;/strong&gt; one way or anotha. Day after day...&lt;strong&gt;AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;....and &lt;strong&gt;AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;~~!! Which apparently brings our hero's total visitation 2 &lt;strong&gt;The Spring&lt;/strong&gt; in 4 days to be a whopping &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9 times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Buhleeeee dat foo~~~!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All and all...&lt;strong&gt;The Spring&lt;/strong&gt; recieves a 2 thumbs up from our hero and is a must for every1 in Kuching 2 check out. Unless u have anything else betterrr to do? Haha...thought so...XP Well, with &lt;strong&gt;The Spring&lt;/strong&gt;, at least its nice 2 know that little old Kuching masih ada harapan....lmao...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To sleep early and get killed...? Or to stay up late and blog...? Hmmm...I'd rather live. Hahahahaha...mish yew baby...*muahkz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-3896720266039991703?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/3896720266039991703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=3896720266039991703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/3896720266039991703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/3896720266039991703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2008/01/how-long-is-2-long-ok-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4vMGBBXSlI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/OGHoT2q6_I8/s72-c/spring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-5012452835528803116</id><published>2008-01-10T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:22.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Temporary Fill-In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaa...well ppl, I knew u were expecting part 2 of the post but due 2 several technical difficulties and a few short in ideas, it just has 2 wait. Apparently, a fill-in had 2 be made 2nite due 2 a certain avid reader of this blogggieee. Hahahaha...oh wells...part 2 will be comin up shortly la baby...i hope....lolz..XD Well, in the mean time....ya'll just have 2 settle for........candid shots of the legendary, Mr FunnyFace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo...it is without any further delay...i present 2 you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MR FUNNYFACE Sex tape vidcaps&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4UXMhBXSgI/AAAAAAAAAPo/nEtW_K3b75U/s1600-h/DSC00694.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;These scenes are most certainly not for the faint of heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;The story starts of with a scene showing the legendary Mr FunnyFace dead asleep dreaming about god knows what. As he whisks away in his dreamz...someone sumwhere was already halfway through his plans to get to Mr FunnyFace....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4UeJhBXShI/AAAAAAAAAPw/-GFt5AQGP4s/s1600-h/shlong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153558497427147282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4UeJhBXShI/AAAAAAAAAPw/-GFt5AQGP4s/s320/shlong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here we see Mr FunnyFace having one of his so called....'dreams...'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unprepared and still in a deroused state, Mr FunnyFace was jumped and ambushed in bed by an unknown character. Not knowing any of the stranger's true intentions, Mr FunnyFace could only hope and pray as he helplessly follows the instructions of the stranger.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4UeJhBXSiI/AAAAAAAAAP4/snW_f4zJ2NI/s1600-h/happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153558497427147298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4UeJhBXSiI/AAAAAAAAAP4/snW_f4zJ2NI/s320/happy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Put your hands up and make me laugh u fucker~~~!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WARNING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next scenes you are about to see contain partial nudity and is certainly not suitable for children under the age of 18.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please do not continue scrolling down if you are below the age of 18.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before Mr FunnyFace knew it, the stranger was all over him. It was only a matter of time before he gave in to the stranger's persuasions....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4UeJxBXSjI/AAAAAAAAAQA/heqdtBhdpvs/s1600-h/obscene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153558501722114610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4UeJxBXSjI/AAAAAAAAAQA/heqdtBhdpvs/s320/obscene.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cover your eyes kids....dis friggin burns~~!! XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before he knew it, FunnyFace ended up submitting totally to the stranger's will and the rest is history....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4UeJxBXSkI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fJbr8sRKsqs/s1600-h/rape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153558501722114626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4UeJxBXSkI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fJbr8sRKsqs/s320/rape.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you are staring at this picture, then u are a very sick sick person....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having his way with Mr FunnyFace, the stranger left and is never seen again...leaving Mr FunnyFace with the thought that he might return at anytime. For all our sake, lets just hope that he doesnt. Btw, FIY, all funny people and furniture were not harmed in the production of this tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is most certainly.......my sickest post to date...XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows...do tune in shortly ppl, for part 2 of the previous post. Hopefully, there are no more fill-ins required...lolz...XD XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hope this made u laugh baby. Hahaha...enjoy urself in KL k? Gonna mish yew LIKE HELL when your gone...sobz....XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-5012452835528803116?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/5012452835528803116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=5012452835528803116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/5012452835528803116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/5012452835528803116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2008/01/temporary-fill-in-aaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4UeJhBXShI/AAAAAAAAAPw/-GFt5AQGP4s/s72-c/shlong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-1754014354731766064</id><published>2008-01-08T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:23.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im really back HOOOOOO~~~!! (&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Part 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaa...its been a while in im definately gettin kinda rusty soooo....lets re-capp on the adventures our hero has been through for the past 3 months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Better Pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all...this time around, my blog's gonna be so so much better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How....u ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why with better pictures of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaa yesss....finally after much saving, our hero finally cashes out and upgrades himself with a new phone. Regretting his decision at 1st...our hero soon finds out that this new gadget is actually worth every single penny...for instance....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At those desperate times when u need to take fast shots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4KMPxBXSUI/AAAAAAAAAOI/VFcu79SdhS0/s1600-h/BANJIR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152835126150252866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4KMPxBXSUI/AAAAAAAAAOI/VFcu79SdhS0/s320/BANJIR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pure skill rite herr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At those times when u have nothing better to do but take close-ups of anything u can find...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4KOdxBXSVI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/-7BkTfVo-YU/s1600-h/shoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152837565691677010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4KOdxBXSVI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/-7BkTfVo-YU/s320/shoe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look look...its a umm...wadever u imagine it to be....XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and especially at those abrubt moments when u sense sumthin funny is goin to happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4KRXRBXSWI/AAAAAAAAAOY/btmVwiGI5yE/s1600-h/NICE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152840752557410658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4KRXRBXSWI/AAAAAAAAAOY/btmVwiGI5yE/s320/NICE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure Kodak moment rite here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaah yes....The K810i - truly a bloggers best friend. Great pictures...great quality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4KKvhBXSTI/AAAAAAAAAOA/iNlVp7ranZ4/s1600-h/hoo+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152833472587843890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4KKvhBXSTI/AAAAAAAAAOA/iNlVp7ranZ4/s320/hoo+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U see...our hero does not lie. And yes..this was taken in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hero at Work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes ppl...u heard it rite. Hero's do have to get a job from time to time. Fighting crime and upholding justice all the time doesn't come cheap u know. And thus, our beloved hero joins the Aus Ed Uni Ed task force to spread the word of education while earning RM5 per hour...which is pretty good considering it was a part time job. Wad our hero did not expect were the shitloads of benefit that came with the job like the crazy amount of free food we had, and not to mention the beer...*sssh*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4KT4xBXSXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/tzzPXI1CjPE/s1600-h/auss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152843527106283890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4KT4xBXSXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/tzzPXI1CjPE/s320/auss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we see our hero and his blood brother, Agent Kim..hard at work contemplating their next plan of attack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although so, the job wuznt smooth sailing all the way. I mean we did have to distribute 40 friggin thousand flyers in 6 days and there were only 10 of us which meant.........1 person had to distribute 4000 flyers. DATS ALOTTA SHEEET~~~!! U wud think when the term 'flyers' were used, these things could actually fly, but NOOOOOOOOOOOO..! These things flew like crap when u throwed them...which made our job a whole lot suckier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still reluctant to give up the so called "flying flyer" idea, our hero decided he'd take matters into his own hands. And thus...with that in mind, our hero drove to the very top of SABERKAS and made his version of the flyers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4KT5BBXSYI/AAAAAAAAAOo/W0WDNJzKgOU/s1600-h/fly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152843531401251202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4KT5BBXSYI/AAAAAAAAAOo/W0WDNJzKgOU/s320/fly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus...the 1st flying flyer was born...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fearing that the prototype would fail its purpose, our hero made several more with the help of his accomplices, Aaron-Man and Shoe-Lint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4KT5RBXSZI/AAAAAAAAAOw/lgH-O6q_Vic/s1600-h/flyerss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152843535696218514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4KT5RBXSZI/AAAAAAAAAOw/lgH-O6q_Vic/s320/flyerss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, began a whole new type of flyers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shitloads of preparations, the flyers were launched from the building and well...they flew. They didnt fly far but they flew non the less...soooo...i'd say the flying flyers were a success...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hero at Play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes....all work and no play makes our hero a friggin stressed crime fighter. Apparently, for some wierd reason, our hero releases his so called tension build up by visitin Hock Lee's arcade. If your tinkin our hero comes here to play video games...then u are so so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wad our hero ends up doing to release tension at Hock Lee's arcade is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLAY &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POOT POOT CHIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;~~~!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I wonder who suggested the idea...hmmmm....)&lt;/span&gt;HOOOOOOOOO~~~!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4OtlxBXScI/AAAAAAAAAPI/_J1_NWn5Lsw/s1600-h/pose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153153262967802306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4OtlxBXScI/AAAAAAAAAPI/_J1_NWn5Lsw/s320/pose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...only real heroes have the guts to play poot poot chia in public...and then pose to take pictures to brag about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4OtlBBXSaI/AAAAAAAAAO4/qL37TF-8D6s/s1600-h/conv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153153250082900386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4OtlBBXSaI/AAAAAAAAAO4/qL37TF-8D6s/s320/conv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we see the entire convoy in &lt;em&gt;'pooting'&lt;/em&gt; action...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4OuwhBXSdI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-8ada4tfmWE/s1600-h/popo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153154547163023826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4OuwhBXSdI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-8ada4tfmWE/s320/popo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we see our hero remains as the last man standing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, our beloved hero inevitably emerges as the &lt;em&gt;'poot poot' &lt;/em&gt;champion with his eyes blindfolded and his hands tied around his back. Our hero ends up going home with RM20 less in cash but nevertheless, he had a hell of a time spendin it....XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus, ends part 1 of our super re-capp. Do tune in next time for part 2 of the super re-capp for more fun filled adventures of your favourite hero...=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-1754014354731766064?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/1754014354731766064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=1754014354731766064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/1754014354731766064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/1754014354731766064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-really-back-hoooooo-part-1-aaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4KMPxBXSUI/AAAAAAAAAOI/VFcu79SdhS0/s72-c/BANJIR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-8950288235645499113</id><published>2008-01-07T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:23.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im back HOOOOOOOOOOO~~~!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After a long long long long long long time of laying dormant..our hero finally awakens and starts 2 blogg AGAIN. This time around, its a new year for our hero with better mishaps and adventures awaiting to be told...&lt;strong&gt;HOOO~~~!&lt;/strong&gt; Waiting to make a timed arrival, our hero patiently waits 4 the right time 2 start blogging again. Thus comes tons and tons of adventures awaiting u readers but unfortunately, they're saved for anotha time because apparently...our beloved hero was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FORCED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to blog in a most peculiar time in an abrupt manner by an ever tempting, hot, cute, sensual, yummy, petite, sexy...(u get my picture)..temptress. Just kiddin baby...teehee..XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nevertheless...a post is still a post and it shall not go down without any pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4EVahBXSSI/AAAAAAAAAN4/2YGG2jU8C-o/s1600-h/DSC00687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152422993973430562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4EVahBXSSI/AAAAAAAAAN4/2YGG2jU8C-o/s320/DSC00687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a preview of things 2 come....XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2008 people...~~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tune in for the next post..it most definately will be longer than this 1...=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&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/9409261-8950288235645499113?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/8950288235645499113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=8950288235645499113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/8950288235645499113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/8950288235645499113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-back-hoooooooooooooo-after-long-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/R4EVahBXSSI/AAAAAAAAAN4/2YGG2jU8C-o/s72-c/DSC00687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-7493744097225880413</id><published>2007-10-07T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:25.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Heroic Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a whole days rest from being sick the day before,( yes people...heros do get sick now and then..i aint Superman u know...) our beloved hero finally decides to leave his humble abode to have his dinner. With one foot out of his house, our hero was stopped by rice that had been cooked peculiarly early, a few minutes ago. Another one of our hero's villianous brother's scheme to keep him in the house i suppose. Not willing to go down without a fight, our hero still intends to have his food, his way, and thus decides to make his own. Surprised at what our hero had decided to do, our hero's father just let our hero go nuts to cook for the whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RwjyAtsP4BI/AAAAAAAAANQ/0ZlnPMsCGhQ/s1600-h/mix+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118607070585675794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RwjyAtsP4BI/AAAAAAAAANQ/0ZlnPMsCGhQ/s320/mix+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaa...here we see our hero's ingredients all layed out in full glory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RwjgIdsP3-I/AAAAAAAAAM4/Rr1dRikrg84/s1600-h/egg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118587412520361954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RwjgIdsP3-I/AAAAAAAAAM4/Rr1dRikrg84/s320/egg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we see the preparation for our hero's famous omelette pancake...mmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RwjgItsP3_I/AAAAAAAAANA/DjhFbVh-cj4/s1600-h/batter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118587416815329266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RwjgItsP3_I/AAAAAAAAANA/DjhFbVh-cj4/s320/batter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's our hero's mixture of chicken cubes, beaten egg white, light soy sauce, honey and of course, a dash of glorious MARTEL...mmm...(for those of you who are wondering, Martel=Liquor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RwjgI9sP4AI/AAAAAAAAANI/tkpIXWYYddo/s1600-h/flour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118587421110296578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RwjgI9sP4AI/AAAAAAAAANI/tkpIXWYYddo/s320/flour.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we see the little cubes of chicken being dipped in cornflour after being left to marinate in the sauce for about 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RwjgH9sP38I/AAAAAAAAAMo/0UlldfKrU4Q/s1600-h/wok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118587403930427330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RwjgH9sP38I/AAAAAAAAAMo/0UlldfKrU4Q/s320/wok.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After staring for almost 10 minutes into a wok of boiling oil, our hero finally decides that it is finally time to deep fry the juicy little tender cubes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After slaving over a hot stove for about an hour, our hero finally finishes making dinner for his family. A wholesome 3 course meal packed with wholesome goodness..and lots of..yes folks u guessed it...HEROism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rwj1NdsP4CI/AAAAAAAAANY/zWSdC9UdKQk/s1600-h/popcorn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118610588163891234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rwj1NdsP4CI/AAAAAAAAANY/zWSdC9UdKQk/s320/popcorn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we have &lt;strong&gt;Deep Fried Honey and Liquor Chicken&lt;/strong&gt;...mmm...this easily brings KFC's &lt;strong&gt;Popcorn Chicken&lt;/strong&gt; to shame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rwj1NtsP4DI/AAAAAAAAANg/g60pFNH8twI/s1600-h/tauge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118610592458858546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rwj1NtsP4DI/AAAAAAAAANg/g60pFNH8twI/s320/tauge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2ndly, we have&lt;strong&gt; Stir-Fried Bean Sprout with Garlic, Mini Dried Prawns and Chopped Sweet Onions&lt;/strong&gt;...shiny goodness.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rwj1N9sP4EI/AAAAAAAAANo/JQHuYsuhMkw/s1600-h/pancake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118610596753825858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rwj1N9sP4EI/AAAAAAAAANo/JQHuYsuhMkw/s320/pancake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last of all...for the grand finale...we have our hero's &lt;strong&gt;Omelette Pancake drenched in Australian Honey&lt;/strong&gt;...oh yea...looking at it, u already know its good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All and all, our hero and his family had a delicious and satisfying meal. After receiving good comments and praises for his cooking, i'd say our all the time spent slaving behind a hot stove was worth while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although so...the meal wudnt be complete without soup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rwj7V9sP4FI/AAAAAAAAANw/FYHvfNU7SQo/s1600-h/soup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118617331262546002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rwj7V9sP4FI/AAAAAAAAANw/FYHvfNU7SQo/s320/soup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to the soup our hero's dad made...looks simple but who cares if it tastes good...lolz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, our beloved hero was boiled down to a pulp after all the strenuous cooking. It aint easy preparing a whole meal for an entire family u know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When your mum cooks a meal for the family, do eat the food and leave pleasant comments for your mum regarding the food. She deserves at least that much."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Dont mess with housewives. With all the cooking and cleaning, the carrying the pots and pans....who knows how strong they have become."&lt;/em&gt;  XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-7493744097225880413?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/7493744097225880413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=7493744097225880413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/7493744097225880413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/7493744097225880413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/10/heroic-dinner-after-whole-days-rest.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RwjyAtsP4BI/AAAAAAAAANQ/0ZlnPMsCGhQ/s72-c/mix+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-6587408588315141185</id><published>2007-09-26T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:26.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sorry Bloggie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry for neglecting u the past few weeks...been kinda beezeeeeeee lately with all my outings and outings...and well...more outings. Before i knew it...ive been there and ive done dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RvuQA6bPAKI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/qZxZoyVMmLw/s1600-h/cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114840147167215778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RvuQA6bPAKI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/qZxZoyVMmLw/s320/cross.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove all the way to town just to have a Croissant Sandwich for lunch? Mmmm..done dat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RvuQBabPALI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6Xob7G5niKc/s1600-h/canai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114840155757150386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RvuQBabPALI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6Xob7G5niKc/s320/canai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having fresh roti canai for midnight supper? Mmmhmmm...done dat one too many times....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RvuQBqbPAMI/AAAAAAAAAMg/eR_mRb6PWJQ/s1600-h/pig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114840160052117698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RvuQBqbPAMI/AAAAAAAAAMg/eR_mRb6PWJQ/s320/pig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching pigs at the slaughter house after a late night's supper? Definately done dat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is definately not for the faint of heart..mmm, lovin dat fresh piggy smell..*sorry Spiderpig*..XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. It just hit me dat ive been goin out almost every single freakin day and its leaving me with a wallet constantly leaking out cash, fast. Before I knew it, the lines &lt;em&gt;"Ai chut khee mai?"&lt;/em&gt; (direct translation-'Wan go out or not?') become an everyday line I end up saying from time to time to any of my frenz dat understood hokkien. For those that didnt understand hokkien, i'd say some sentence dat had the word 'out' in it...blargh, u get the point. As for my mum, alls she knows, ive been goin out everyday to do coursework. Here are several golden heroic lines our beloved hero uses all the time to get out of the house:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Golden Line No. 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mi, wa khee wa eh pheng eew eh choo gia mikia.."&lt;/em&gt; - (translation - 'Mum, im going to my friend's house 2 pick up some stuff...')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Golden Line No. 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mi, wa khee Swinburne eh library ock check chi eh.."&lt;/em&gt; - (translation - 'Mum, I'm goin 2 Swinburne library to study for a while..')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, the most used golden line of all time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Golden Line No. 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;''Mi, wa khee cho assignment..."&lt;/em&gt; - (translation - 'Mum im goin 2 do my assignment..')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, take the fact that im seriously burning cash out of the picture, I aint complainin. I aint complainin at all. I mean, goin out day by day, spendin quality time with your friendz...now dats livin the life. Im sorry for being so busy bloggie. I promise i'll write in from time to time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, NUFF SAID.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright ppl, do tune in for upcoming posts to indulge on our hero's daily adventures in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HERO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-6587408588315141185?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/6587408588315141185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=6587408588315141185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/6587408588315141185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/6587408588315141185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/09/sorry-bloggie.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RvuQA6bPAKI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/qZxZoyVMmLw/s72-c/cross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-4860585102954873846</id><published>2007-08-14T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:26.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HERO DECOMMISSIONED?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(PART 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 p.m. - Our hero finally woke up from his slumber in a blur state...(wonder if the PAINKILLER the doc jabbed me with for no apparent reason last night might have sumthing to do with it!?)..only thinkin of the next thing on his mind besides brushing his teeth...BRUNCH. Upon laying his feet on the ground, the sharp pain coming from our hero's right foot reminded our hero about wad had happened the night before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.30 p.m. - Our hero limps down the stairs to have his brunch when he is informed dat he has to leave the house for an x-ray appointment at the General Hospital at 2 p.m. *bummer*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.55 p.m - Upon arrival at the hospital, our hero wuz soon greeted by his uncle who apparently works there. Here's how the brief conversation went down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle: Hei, wad are you doing here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hero: Oh, i had a sports injury...no problem 1 lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle: Aisee...are you ok!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now lets see...i just told him i have a sports injury....i wuz limping for the past few minutes before he greeted me..and i have a freaking bandage on my foot!! Jee, i wonder if im ok..*DUHH*...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows, after meeting his uncle, our hero wuz brought to the x-ray room after undergoing hospital procedures. 1 after another patients went in and out of the room..most of them elderly men.(Dont ask me why.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RsIvQmGF3_I/AAAAAAAAAL4/mHYW03CKrCM/s1600-h/scan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098689690287333362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RsIvQmGF3_I/AAAAAAAAAL4/mHYW03CKrCM/s320/scan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After around an hour of waiting, our hero finally entered the x-ray room and wuz greeted by 2 radiologists who apparently went straight to the point to positioning him for the x-ray...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RsIvQ2GF4AI/AAAAAAAAAMA/iFCSWFjSpSw/s1600-h/sss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098689694582300674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RsIvQ2GF4AI/AAAAAAAAAMA/iFCSWFjSpSw/s320/sss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ended up stickin to this position after positioning me for the past 5 freaking minutes..! *No wonder Malaysia's government hospitals are so &lt;em&gt;mundur&lt;/em&gt;..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the x-ray, our hero &lt;strike&gt;walked&lt;/strike&gt; limped to another hospital block to collect his x-ray result and &lt;strike&gt;walked&lt;/strike&gt; limped all the way to yet another block to give it to the doctor which well, was conveniently...at another friggin block!. If a person had contracted a fatal disease and needed medical treatment at the general hospital, i'd say he'd be better off jumping off a 24-storey building. At least its a faster way to go..lolz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reviewing the result, the doctor had a short conversation with our hero..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hero: So doc...how how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc: Erm...well, the good thing is..nothing is cracked or broken lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hero: Then wad's the bad thing..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc: Erm..ur ligamen's kinda torn all the way through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hero: Walao eh..liddat, umm...how long will it take till im able to play basketball again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc: Erm..no touching of ball for a month..and get lotsa rest....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hero: A month!? Walao eh...2 weeks can liaw lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc: If u want it to tear all the way through then 2 weeks, caaaaan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hero returned home after spending hours and hours at the hospital with the shocking news that he cant play basketball for a month..wad a way to screw the &lt;em&gt;"Patience is a virtue"&lt;/em&gt; saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant blame most people for hating to go to the hospital...wad kind of a person wud like going to the hospital except for free hospital food? And even that tastes crappy..! Everytime u recieve a call from the hospital, u noe its bad..."Umm sir...im calling from the hospital to inform you dat you have contracted testicular cancer...*faint*" But well, on the contrary...i guess something good did come out of my hospital trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RsIvRGGF4BI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_OHagll0Do0/s1600-h/juj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098689698877267986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RsIvRGGF4BI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_OHagll0Do0/s320/juj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave this part to your imagination..*wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ppl, i guess our hero has no choice but to undergo temporary decommissioning for a month in order to continue playing basketball normally again...in the mean time, our hero has got to find somthing beta to do to fill in the amount of spare time he has...knitting sounds good...hahahaha...blargh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute..the doctor said no touching ball for a month. He never said anythin about playing basketball now did he...? Man i love specifics...kekekeke...lolz..XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-4860585102954873846?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/4860585102954873846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=4860585102954873846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/4860585102954873846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/4860585102954873846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/08/hero-decommissioned-part-2-1-p.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RsIvQmGF3_I/AAAAAAAAAL4/mHYW03CKrCM/s72-c/scan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-4300098169330555385</id><published>2007-08-13T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:27.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HERO DECOMMISSIONED?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(PART 1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been like any other night. Our hero wuz bored and so wuz his justice friends. Giving a 2nd try-out 2 &lt;strong&gt;NIGHT BASKETBALL&lt;/strong&gt;, our hero suits up at getting prepared 2 shed pounds and gain more muscle. Finally, sumtin beneficial our hero can do dat doesnt involve money or eating...lolz. As our hero arrived on the court, he saw more people there than the last time he went. (FIY-The last time, there were only 5 ppl so...u'd imagine how a 2 on 3 match wud be like after a few hours of the same thing. *Our hero fell asleep while playing* ) Anyhows, being all psyched up and all, our hero started doin jumps and warm-up routines..the usual. Finally, 1st 4 on 4 of the night...Our hero started dashing around the court claiming his turf. 3 minutes in the game, our hero had already made 2 steals, 4 rebounds and scored 4 points..(btw...these are all just assumptions..XD). Our hero wuz everywhere...steal here...score there...but little did he know that all of that wuz shortlived. 5 minutes into the game our hero saw an opportunity the grasp the ball from the opponent. To avoid puttin ya'll to sleep, here's a short version of wad happened next. Ball is shot by opponent - ball goes high in the air - ball hits board - every1 else crowds under the hoop - hero comes dashing in from the side court to make the steal - hero jumps in the air, makes the rebound, slams the ball establishing dominance, and finally lands on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE OPPONENTS FOOT!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ah yes..and wad happened next wuz a loud thud coming from our hero. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BLAM!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Our beloved hero came crashing down like a house of cards. Oh but our story doesnt end there..now where wud the fun be in dat hmm..?? After sitting down for around 5 minutes, our hero gets up and starts 2 jump around. Next thing u noe our hero starts &lt;strong&gt;jogging&lt;/strong&gt; and doing &lt;strong&gt;suicides&lt;/strong&gt;(a basketball work-out comprised of short bursts of sprits back and forth). Inspired by the Gori Akagi scene in Slamdunk, our hero hops in the next game and plays sumore. Pain wuz not an obstacle for dis particular hero... After the match had ended, our hero limps back and sits down 2 rest. Calling it a night, our hero takes off his shoes to wear his slippers. While our hero wuz taking off his shoes, he realized dat his right leg(the one with the injury) had become sorta stuck to his shoe. Administrating immense force, our hero finally breaks the hold the shoe had on his foot only to see a grotesque figure staring back at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RsIfAGGF36I/AAAAAAAAALQ/s6jiiHWmd7c/s1600-h/ouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098671814633447330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RsIfAGGF36I/AAAAAAAAALQ/s6jiiHWmd7c/s320/ouch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hero soon realized that wad he tot wuz a minor injury turned out to be quite a serious 1...lolz..XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really wuz like having a freakin face staring at u, laughing at ur demise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RsIl6WGF39I/AAAAAAAAALo/N-2vENVOiqU/s1600-h/ddd+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098679412430594002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RsIl6WGF39I/AAAAAAAAALo/N-2vENVOiqU/s320/ddd+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wuz really nothin our hero cud do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realizing the seriousity of the situation, our hero started thinkin of the next thing he cud do to solve the situation. "Hmm...i think i shud..go and eat SPICY &lt;em&gt;GU BAK MEE&lt;/em&gt;! Woohoo!!" And dat wuz exactly wad our hero did. Anyhows, upon arrival into his lair, our hero wuz gunned down by his parents regarding the recently sustained injury and wuz brought to the &lt;strike&gt;nearest&lt;/strike&gt; only hospital available at 12.15 a.m. At the hospital, our hero was jabbed with painkillers and had his foot all wrapped up. Our hero returned home in a deroused state and immedietly collapsed on the bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-4300098169330555385?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/4300098169330555385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=4300098169330555385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/4300098169330555385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/4300098169330555385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/08/hero-decommissioned-part-1-it-had-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RsIfAGGF36I/AAAAAAAAALQ/s6jiiHWmd7c/s72-c/ouch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-8621993858587115029</id><published>2007-08-08T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:28.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Back in Business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaa...after arund a month and a half of not blogging...our hero is at it again. For the past few weeks, our hero has been busy livin his life. But well, all is not lost here as our hero is back in business 2 lettin the world know his daily adventures. So without wasting anymore time..I give u our hero's very 1st ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUPER ReCAPP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's wad's been goin on for the past few weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our Hero Does Debating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaa...yes ppl, u heard correctly. Our hero participated in a debate. Never tot i'd live 2 see the day. Fighting for the &lt;strong&gt;OPPOSITION&lt;/strong&gt; team, our hero faced the ever dreaded &lt;strong&gt;GOVERNMENT&lt;/strong&gt; about role model issues. Comprized of 3 members, our hero and his team members went in the hall unsure and unprepared. Having no knowledge wad so eva about debating, our hero struts into the debating arena at just startin gunnin down his opponents. Who cudve guessed that by the end of the battle, the &lt;strong&gt;OPPOSITION&lt;/strong&gt; team emerged victorious. On the plus side, our hero ended up winning the title&lt;strong&gt;..."Best English Speaker".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RrzLW2GF3xI/AAAAAAAAAKI/4Rv-7c4v2eQ/s1600-h/ded.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097172471615184658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RrzLW2GF3xI/AAAAAAAAAKI/4Rv-7c4v2eQ/s320/ded.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we see the &lt;strong&gt;OPPOSITION&lt;/strong&gt; members devising plans 2 cripple the &lt;strong&gt;GOVERNMENT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RrzNOWGF3yI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/88nrlP2UoyA/s1600-h/bleh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097174524609552162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RrzNOWGF3yI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/88nrlP2UoyA/s320/bleh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our hero in shooting action.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All and all, I'd say debating wuznt as bad as i tot it wud be after all..XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Roadkill lives again!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wuz like any other day. Our hero wuz there cruisin down the streets with &lt;strong&gt;Aaron-Man&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Her-Royal-Highness&lt;/strong&gt; when all of a sudden, our hero spots sumtin moving up ahead on the road. With closer examination, our hero found out dat wad he tot wuz a black plastic bag being by blown the wind, turned out 2 be a bird struggling 2 fly away for its life. Administrating his cat-like reflexes, our hero hops out of the car and swoops in..saving the bird just in time as a 4x4 wuz already approaching at a very high speed. Our hero brought the bird back 2 his lair and nurtured it until it cud fly again. Who knew dat happened only a few hrs after the rescue..lolz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RrzOT2GF3zI/AAAAAAAAAKY/CCtteqkowgg/s1600-h/bird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097175718610460466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RrzOT2GF3zI/AAAAAAAAAKY/CCtteqkowgg/s320/bird.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;FIY, the bird ended up relieving itself of its fear from its near death experience by soiling itself on all 3 our heroes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another FIY moment, - The bird never did come back. Oh well, its all in a days work for our hero..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Hero does KL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A different land, a different place, same old hero. After the long wait, our hero finally arrives in KL and immedietly patrols the streets of KL in search of a certain sum1. Along the way, our hero tries heck loads of good food and met tons of new frenz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RrzXs2GF33I/AAAAAAAAAK4/l7DuG-XHVwg/s1600-h/DSC06698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097186043711840114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RrzXs2GF33I/AAAAAAAAAK4/l7DuG-XHVwg/s320/DSC06698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mmmm...Star shaped egg...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RrzXtGGF34I/AAAAAAAAALA/CujMadmuoPI/s1600-h/DSC06701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097186048006807426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RrzXtGGF34I/AAAAAAAAALA/CujMadmuoPI/s320/DSC06701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Free folk music and a mime show in the middle of the street...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although so, being a master of self control, our hero is not so easily distracted from his main goal....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RrzSkWGF31I/AAAAAAAAAKo/qK7Q5Ln7gKA/s1600-h/patrol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097180400124813138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RrzSkWGF31I/AAAAAAAAAKo/qK7Q5Ln7gKA/s320/patrol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we see our beloved hero patrolling the streets of KL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RrzXtWGF35I/AAAAAAAAALI/xFxLM21GMKI/s1600-h/gay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097186052301774738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RrzXtWGF35I/AAAAAAAAALI/xFxLM21GMKI/s320/gay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having accomplished most of wad he had set out 2 do, our hero returned to Kuching a happy man. (I noe how gay this picture looks but i dont give a shit..XD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Starbucks in Kuching(its about time!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RrzP22GF30I/AAAAAAAAAKg/XjdrWHS3IDY/s1600-h/star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097177419417509698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RrzP22GF30I/AAAAAAAAAKg/XjdrWHS3IDY/s320/star.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The caption says it all. Yes ppl..Starbucks has arrived in Kuching. And its definately about time! Finally we wont be so "kuno" anymore 2wards standardized good ass coffee. A word of advice...dont order the &lt;strong&gt;Venti&lt;/strong&gt; size for your Frappucino if ur tummy isnt up 4 it. It will end up giving u frequent trips to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Hero does Kuching Festival&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our hero's visit to &lt;strong&gt;Kuching Fest&lt;/strong&gt; this year wuz quite fulfilling having tasted and tried shitloads of good food all over Kuching. They have heck loads of new food choices making our hero very undecisive and very very full. The downside 2 &lt;strong&gt;Kuching Fest&lt;/strong&gt; this year wuz well, no brew drinkin thanks 2 the jacking up of beer pricing bringing it 2 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RM8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; per can. Thanks alot u profit sucking loosers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RrzSkmGF32I/AAAAAAAAAKw/kHAqT9Z5utE/s1600-h/kchfest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097180404419780450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RrzSkmGF32I/AAAAAAAAAKw/kHAqT9Z5utE/s320/kchfest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its amazing how much food a person can buy with the proper funding...XP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With dat ends the recapp of happenings for the past few weeks. More heroic adventures awaits our hero as he embarks on his daily life so do stay tuned for upcoming posts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-8621993858587115029?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/8621993858587115029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=8621993858587115029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/8621993858587115029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/8621993858587115029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/08/back-in-business-aaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RrzLW2GF3xI/AAAAAAAAAKI/4Rv-7c4v2eQ/s72-c/ded.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-352429273642023129</id><published>2007-07-21T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:29.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10 Ways 2 Destress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very special post goin out 2 my baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby...im really very worried 4 u lar...i noe ur really stressed out rite now..I wish i cud be there bringin u out and comforting you. But, the only way i can drive u around town, is if u come 2 Kuching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless..im worried 4 u baby...it seems dat wadever your goin through is seriously too much 4 anyone 2 handle..and its taking its toll on you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen 2 me baby. Dont take it 2 hard on urself all right? Dont try 2 juggle everythin by urself. Share the burden. Wadeva u do, just find any means possible 2 destress. Here's a few things i can tink off dat might help..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Step 1: Chocolate the right way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089649909410684594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RqIRoGGF3rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/bV9RhVvhWBg/s320/toblerone-white.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Take any box of good ass chocolate, a cup of cold water, and find a nice quiet spot u can relax. Drink the cold water 1st 2 lower the temp in ur mouth, and then put the chocolate in ur mouth. Melt it with the heat frm ur mouth, chew it 5 times then push it on ur 'lelangit'. Close your eyes and enjoy the taste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Step 2: Soft toys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RqIj92GF3wI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Fdi3guFg7Cs/s1600-h/ted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089670074282139394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RqIj92GF3wI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Fdi3guFg7Cs/s320/ted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hug any 1 of your teddy's...preferably a white 1 with a blue skarf? Lolz..just kiddin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Step 3: Vocal testing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a pillow and start screamin ur heart out into it. Make sure no 1's around though..hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Step 4: Fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RqIQ12GF3qI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/n8XqDHUg56U/s1600-h/dog+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089649046122258082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RqIQ12GF3qI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/n8XqDHUg56U/s320/dog+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try 2 lawan ur doggie...*Fear tends 2 make u 4get everythin else in life..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 5: 'HAIH'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say HAIH as many times as u want. Eventhough it might make u look old, at least it wont end up giving u high blood pressure..(shaking your head and smiling helps 2)..=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Step 6: Good food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RqIXD2GF3uI/AAAAAAAAAJw/89sHk7pDu90/s1600-h/secret.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089655883710193378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RqIXD2GF3uI/AAAAAAAAAJw/89sHk7pDu90/s320/secret.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat your heart out at a fancy restaurant. Burn sum cash. Its ok. U'll feel good about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Step 7: Yam cha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RqITsWGF3tI/AAAAAAAAAJo/6ucIHwnNcoA/s1600-h/yam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089652181448384210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RqITsWGF3tI/AAAAAAAAAJo/6ucIHwnNcoA/s320/yam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hang out with ur close frenz...go yam cha...i do dis all the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Dont go drinkin the drink in this pic...seriously...listen 2 me k? Its bad 4 u...and its expensive..settle 4 tea. Its soothing and cheap..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Step 8: Songz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compile a bunch of ur favourite songz and put them into ur MP3. Lie down on ur bed, cover urself frm head 2 toe with ur blankie, and enjoy ur music without any disturbance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Step 9: Watch a movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just buy a ticket, and just watch a movie. Any movie. But not the one's u hate of cos. During the movie, dont think of anythin else. Focus on the movie. That will provide u, ur own...2-3 hrs of stress free time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RqIZK2GF3vI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/9kY_H4qdr7I/s1600-h/deadsilenceposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089658202992533234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RqIZK2GF3vI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/9kY_H4qdr7I/s320/deadsilenceposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I still cant believe u watched Dead Silence with me. I am seriously telling u the truth when i say your nicer 2 wac than the movie..lolz..XD*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 10: Call me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just call me anytime, anyday, anywhere...and i'll be there 2 listen and comfort u. Im serious. I miss u so much baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/9409261-352429273642023129?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/352429273642023129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=352429273642023129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/352429273642023129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/352429273642023129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/07/10-ways-2-destress-this-is-very-special.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RqIRoGGF3rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/bV9RhVvhWBg/s72-c/toblerone-white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-1056083003255945324</id><published>2007-07-13T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T07:23:31.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A CRY 4 HELP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BABY I MISH YEW!!! Haiyarr...i kenot tahan liaw...!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sorry ppl...3rd nite comin in. Same kind of boredom taking place...OMG...can die arr wei!! Oh well...hello Hieney! Hahahaha....baby, i really need 2 see u lar...im serious..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-1056083003255945324?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/1056083003255945324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=1056083003255945324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/1056083003255945324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/1056083003255945324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/07/cry-4-help-baby-i-mish-yew-haiyarr.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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-9409261.post-4339969014366107204</id><published>2007-07-13T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T07:07:00.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KL-ian HERO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(PART 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaa...here I am posting after a month's break frm blogging. Currently at a different state, our hero isnt stopped in letting the world about his daily adventures. Sorry...but this time, i cant upload any pictures cos i kinda 4got 2 bring my USB 2 my phone...*bummer*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows, my 1st 2 days in KL hasnt been wad i'd hope it wud be...truthfully speaking dat is. Our hero came 2 KL with the thought of meeting his baby and also his super friends but it turns out, he can only meet them durin the weekends...*sob*...so here, our hero is left 2 baby-sit his parents...not like its a bad thing but still...2 straight nights of doing nuhthing just wont do! Yes, i did &lt;strong&gt;WALK&lt;/strong&gt; for 7 hrs straight at Megamall yesterday...yes, i did have Dunkin Donuts 4 breakfast...yes, i fooled alot of ppl by speaking cantonese but by the end of the day...i basically have nuhthing...NUHTHING 2 do at nite. Here's the story..our hero comes back with his parents at arund..10-ish and well, believe it or not..they decide 2 call it a nite 4 2 nites straight. WTF!? Being a hero of the nite, sleeping at 10 seriously...SERIOUSLY..wont do! And thus, our hero faces udder boredom for 2 nites in a row only 2 be stuck at the hotel lobby with a security guard over-obsessed with his work. All our hero wanted 2 do wuz 2 see his baby...everything else is secondary. Just a hug wud do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It isnt 2 much 2 ask 4 i guess...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But seriously being in anotha state without goin out at nite..(except 4 drinkin hours of course..) and see the people u wanna see seriously sux...*double sob*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh well, do tune in 4 the 2nd part of dis post. Hopefully, its gonna be more cheerful than this 1. `=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-4339969014366107204?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/4339969014366107204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=4339969014366107204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/4339969014366107204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/4339969014366107204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/07/kl-ian-hero-part-1-aaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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-9409261.post-6153256881167871688</id><published>2007-06-19T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:30.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HERO vs MUD-THING!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It was just like any other normal day for our hero..driving 2 uni(except 4 the fact that dis time, our hero decided to go all terrain so he drove the 4x4)..skipping IT..going out 2&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'mam-mam'...&lt;/span&gt;the usual. It rained like heck dat day..but aah..rain schmain..nuhtin cud keep our hero from driving. As he wuz dropping off &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jack-A-Leene, Aaron Man&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Her Royal Highness&lt;/span&gt;,  at the Swinburne lobby...our hero decided to go all off road and just parked by the bushes. Little did he noe dat in the bushes wuz sumthing lurking..just waiting 4 our hero 2 fall into its devious trap! As our hero drove into the bushes, he soon realized dat his automobile was stationary. As he stepped out, he realized dat he had fallen into the trap of..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUD-THING!&lt;/span&gt; Realizing he cudnt get out of dis alone, he decided 2 call &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aaron Man &lt;/span&gt;4 backup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes lata..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aaron Man &lt;/span&gt;showed up..followed by&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Jack-A-Leene, A-SEEF, Christ-Ana, Mass-E-yeayah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Her Royal Highness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rnv18aB0TMI/AAAAAAAAAJA/JLztfs81BOY/s1600-h/mud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rnv18aB0TMI/AAAAAAAAAJA/JLztfs81BOY/s320/mud.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078923422918266050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...at least now, our hero has a real solid reason why he cudnt make it 2 IT Lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rnv6kqB0TNI/AAAAAAAAAJI/RmsuUCuAXfU/s1600-h/bleh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rnv6kqB0TNI/AAAAAAAAAJI/RmsuUCuAXfU/s320/bleh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078928512454511826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lemme see...if i stick it in there.....but wad if the kayu kenot hold...hmmm....*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hr passed and still our hero wuz stuck. Almost giving up after trying all that they cud, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christ-Ana&lt;/span&gt; finally gave an idea dat just might work. Sooo..wit &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jack-A-Leene&lt;/span&gt; behind the wheel, the 4x4 wuz put into reverse, added with a slight push frm our 3 hero's, the 4x4 finally got free from the clutches of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUD-THING&lt;/span&gt; and got to live anotha day. All round Teh-C Peng 4 all that helped out that day..=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-6153256881167871688?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/6153256881167871688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=6153256881167871688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/6153256881167871688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/6153256881167871688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/06/hero-vs-mud-thing-it-was-just-like-any.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rnv18aB0TMI/AAAAAAAAAJA/JLztfs81BOY/s72-c/mud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-1943583942995962492</id><published>2007-06-14T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:31.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our Hero Does ELEPHANT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaa....after a hard days work and the passing of his final oral presentation, our hero deicides to go out 2 celebrate and release sum steam. Since his ally from Europe (a secret service agent only known as Jacques) is leaving for Selangor in the next few days to further his espionage training, our hero went for his farewell dinner at this place called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ELEPHANT&lt;/span&gt; located sumwhere behind &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kuching Park Hotel&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ln Ang Cheng Ho&lt;/span&gt;. Skeptical of the place at 1st, our hero decides 2 go non the less...since well, it is named ELEPHANT after all..how bad cud it be?&lt;br /&gt;As our hero arrived at the place, truly enough the place wuz filled with things associated wit elephants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RnGbM6B0TFI/AAAAAAAAAII/7dPtQCsQi_E/s1600-h/ele.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RnGbM6B0TFI/AAAAAAAAAII/7dPtQCsQi_E/s320/ele.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076008901060873298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long elephant paintings stretching across the wall.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RnGbtKB0TGI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/83RH4hYrlQo/s1600-h/elebig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RnGbtKB0TGI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/83RH4hYrlQo/s320/elebig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076009455111654498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huge elephant paintings dat tower above you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a few elephant statues and vases but our hero din have the time to snap pictures..XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, with dat much elephant related items..u cud only wonder if they actually sold elephant meat. Well, curious as he wuz, our hero cud only take dat much b4 asking the waiter about it. The conversation went down like dis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiter : Wad wud u like 2 drink sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hero : Erm..do you have..ribena 7-Up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiter : No sir..we have sprite peach, sprite strawberry, sprite lemon and sprite blue curacao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(With dat many choices, yet still, they had no ribena-7-Up..kinda odd dont u tink? Lolz..XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hero : Erm..then i'll haaave...the umm..sprite peach lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiter : Ok sir..wad about the food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hero : Umm..do you sell elephant meat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiter : Uh..umm..no sir..*grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hero : Then why name your shop elephant le?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiter : Hehe..dunno la..tauke nio gave the name 1..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hero : Oooh..liddat your tauke nio likes elephants alot lar..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiter : Tink so..*grins again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RnGepqB0THI/AAAAAAAAAIY/TkgTXuGfy2o/s1600-h/bread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RnGepqB0THI/AAAAAAAAAIY/TkgTXuGfy2o/s320/bread.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076012693516995698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hero ended up orderin the barbecued beef sandwich since it sunded so tantalizing in the menu..(succulent beef barbecued and marinated with black pepper, topped of with sweet mustard, tomatoes, cucumbers and finished off with focaccia bread)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being still hungry and all, after not eating anythin for the whole day...our hero decides to order more food...mmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RnGgLqB0TII/AAAAAAAAAIg/9bDV6HkbjvI/s1600-h/curacao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RnGgLqB0TII/AAAAAAAAAIg/9bDV6HkbjvI/s320/curacao.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076014377144175746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hero : Now lets see...i'll try the umm..sprite blue curacao...(how cud u not try it with a name like dat...XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RnGgLqB0TJI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ZShC1KUCYJo/s1600-h/fettu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RnGgLqB0TJI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ZShC1KUCYJo/s320/fettu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076014377144175762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hero : Oh and get me the umm..fettuccine with garlic sauce..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiter : Wad choice of meat wud u want on it sir? Beef or mutton?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hero : Umm..beef..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiter : Im sorry sir we dont have beef..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hero :(WTF!? Then why ask me if u only have mutton? *Bonus question*) Gimme the mutton then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignoring the blurness of elephant's employees considering hw sporting they were, our hero continued on to enjoy his meal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RnGmn6B0TKI/AAAAAAAAAIw/RUwC5kYICZw/s1600-h/uiuiu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RnGmn6B0TKI/AAAAAAAAAIw/RUwC5kYICZw/s320/uiuiu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076021459545246882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we see our hero and Jacques acting like couples to avoid suspicion of the workers at ELEPHANT about their true identities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the meal wuz ok..pretty good actually..the price wuz ok until it came to the service charge...Rm3 ringgit plus 4 a friggin service charge?? The serving counter wuz just 5 steps away from our table! How much did u service me? (now why didnt dat sound rite...XD) Anyhow's our hero went home with a full belly and an empty wallet..but at least our hero wuz satisfied..hehehe...XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-1943583942995962492?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/1943583942995962492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=1943583942995962492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/1943583942995962492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/1943583942995962492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/06/our-hero-does-elephant-aaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RnGbM6B0TFI/AAAAAAAAAII/7dPtQCsQi_E/s72-c/ele.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-80064005397493272</id><published>2007-06-14T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:32.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SCREW YOU WEATHER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaa...after a hard 2 days work of preparing for his oral final presentation, our hero finally came 2 do his presentation. Dressed in full formal attire..our hero went up 2 present wit slides he had prepared the night b4 and a script which barely contained anything on it which he had just scribbled a few hrs b4. Little did he know dat on dat day..they weather wuznt gonna be on his side. Because our room had a window, our lecturer asked dat all the lights be switched off as there wuz sunlight comin in. As our hero wuz presenting...the weather made a drastic change and dimmed the atmoshere. B4 long our hero realized that he cudnt see wad he had wrote on the paper...(MAJOR BUMMER) Because of that..our hero just blazed through his slides..pausing at the rite moment just 2 make every1 laugh. Overall..our hero tot he din do so well compared 2 his other oral presentations (@#$% the weather!) but well, only time will reveal our heroes results...lets keep our fingers crossed ppl...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RnGUKqB0TEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/nt9X-oRe_v8/s1600-h/orals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RnGUKqB0TEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/nt9X-oRe_v8/s320/orals.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076001165824773186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaa...the oral atmospere...this wuz after our hero's presentation..apparently, our lecturer asked dat the backlights be switched on after noticing our hero had been struggling to read his notes...hopefully dat wud help boost our hero's marks..XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RnOMDaB0TLI/AAAAAAAAAI4/iA1759kpe40/s1600-h/count.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RnOMDaB0TLI/AAAAAAAAAI4/iA1759kpe40/s320/count.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076555195131120818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we see our hero's team, Aaron-Man and Reff-Say Hello to My Little Fren-ian releasing stress during oral presentation...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RnGT8qB0TDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/mh-eTa_DhHo/s1600-h/liko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RnGT8qB0TDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/mh-eTa_DhHo/s320/liko.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076000925306604594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As our hero wuz the 2nd group 2 present, he finished quite early but we all had 2 wait 4 all the other ppl 2 finish b4 we cud leave....boy oh boy...2 hrs plus of waiting..oh well...picture taking time..*vain*...lolz..XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your info...the time given to do the Final Oral presentation was arund 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moral of the story&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO LAST MINUTE WORK FROM NOW ON...XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-80064005397493272?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/80064005397493272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=80064005397493272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/80064005397493272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/80064005397493272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/06/screw-you-weather-aaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RnGUKqB0TEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/nt9X-oRe_v8/s72-c/orals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-1429044005198070804</id><published>2007-06-10T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:32.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RmxgFaB0TCI/AAAAAAAAAHw/RKfWNO0dCJU/s1600-h/toble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074536526142262306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RmxgFaB0TCI/AAAAAAAAAHw/RKfWNO0dCJU/s320/toble.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dis is wad happens when our hero meets Physics lecture...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:70%;"&gt;Anotha pic 4 u baby...XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-1429044005198070804?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/1429044005198070804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=1429044005198070804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/1429044005198070804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/1429044005198070804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/06/dis-is-wad-happens-when-our-hero-meets.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RmxgFaB0TCI/AAAAAAAAAHw/RKfWNO0dCJU/s72-c/toble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-2574695728489441557</id><published>2007-06-09T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:33.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MORNING FOOD...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaa...the ever important morning breakfast...the energy supplier...power booster..life restoring, most important meal of the day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wad hero wud be complete without having breakfast...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let us dive into the morning food life and see wads makes our hero well, OUR HERO...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rmxb-qB0S_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/fcbiyMtgfNE/s1600-h/sausage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074532012131634162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rmxb-qB0S_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/fcbiyMtgfNE/s320/sausage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SAUSAGE EGG McMUFFIN...mmm..with added extra sauce...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RmxcVaB0TAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/1PPSEqGlkLI/s1600-h/hakkau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074532402973658114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RmxcVaB0TAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/1PPSEqGlkLI/s320/hakkau.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hock Hai's hakkau..No.1 hakkau in town...mmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RmxeSaB0TBI/AAAAAAAAAHo/izO8uXKmS34/s1600-h/sandwich.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074534550457306130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RmxeSaB0TBI/AAAAAAAAAHo/izO8uXKmS34/s320/sandwich.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And last on our menu, HERO sandwich(made by yours truly)...everything your body and taste bud needs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All the food shown at the above are only available in the morning..(except for HERO sandwich which can only be found at our hero's hideout..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-2574695728489441557?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/2574695728489441557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=2574695728489441557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/2574695728489441557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/2574695728489441557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/06/morning-food.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rmxb-qB0S_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/fcbiyMtgfNE/s72-c/sausage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-3225235706954184077</id><published>2007-06-04T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:33.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HERO EP. 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OBEY THE 3 LESSONS IN LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this episode of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HERO, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;we see our beloved hero going 2 an outing to accompany his friend, &lt;strong&gt;Chiew-Bakka&lt;/strong&gt; to meet a gurl he had been chattin with on MSN. Well, apparently, the gurl had brought her sister and fren along so being the hero he was, leaving his friend to go alone wud seriously be an awkward moment. Anyhows, as &lt;strong&gt;Chiew-Bakka&lt;/strong&gt; picked up our hero, he realized dat his friend, the master barrier generator, &lt;strong&gt;Jor-El&lt;/strong&gt;, wuz tagging along as well. Oh well, the more the merrier. So as we all arrived at &lt;strong&gt;STAR Cineplex&lt;/strong&gt; 2 meet the gurls, turns out 1 of them wuz our hero's, frenz, sister. LOLZ. They all decided to watch &lt;strong&gt;SHREK 3&lt;/strong&gt;..jeez..oh well, its been a long while since our hero watched 3D films in the cinema so he din quite like the plan but since every1 wuz in 2 it, he just tagged along..teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we went to the booth to get the tickets, there werent any left. BUMMER...Oh well, now i can watch &lt;strong&gt;Pirates of The Carribean&lt;/strong&gt;..weee...but no..the gurls decided they still wanted to watch &lt;strong&gt;Shrek 3&lt;/strong&gt; so they walked while we drove 2 &lt;strong&gt;Riverside Cineplex.&lt;/strong&gt; (Nooo..its not like we didnt want to give them a ride or anythin..its just, 3 guys and 3 gurls in a Proton Saga just wont do...plus, you've never met my friend &lt;strong&gt;Jor-El&lt;/strong&gt; now have you..hahahaha.) Wierd thing wuz, the gurls arrived at the cinema faster than we did. Finally, we got to watch &lt;strong&gt;SHREK 3&lt;/strong&gt;. Athough the movie only lasted 4 like an hour or so, it wuz ok. We finished at 10.30 p.m..gosh, awfully early to end the night our hero thought...so we all decided to go bowling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RmOtBFhMxrI/AAAAAAAAAGA/caR3xCm2X_U/s1600-h/finger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072087839522211506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RmOtBFhMxrI/AAAAAAAAAGA/caR3xCm2X_U/s320/finger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LESSON 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never go bowling if you have long fingernails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bowling, we decided 2 part ways wif the gurls and went to &lt;strong&gt;McD&lt;/strong&gt; for sum ice-cream, but &lt;strong&gt;Jor-El&lt;/strong&gt; had an insatiable hunger so he ordered 2 more large fries and a coke. After that, all 3 of us decided to head home and call it a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RmOuSVhMxsI/AAAAAAAAAGI/9dU17RqeMLQ/s1600-h/shuffle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072089235386582722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RmOuSVhMxsI/AAAAAAAAAGI/9dU17RqeMLQ/s320/shuffle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we see our hero doing a little streeet dancin since the night wuz still young....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were about to exit the parking place, we found out we had no $ left to pay for the fee. Aah, no biggy..we got ATM's all over town..money, is just a swipe away.....so we thought. First bank we went to, &lt;strong&gt;Standard Charted&lt;/strong&gt;...card rejected. Ok...next bank..&lt;strong&gt;CiMB Bank&lt;/strong&gt;...system not ready. Oh well, lets go to &lt;strong&gt;Affin Bank&lt;/strong&gt;...proccessing....system not ready. Alrighty then...lets go to &lt;strong&gt;MayBank&lt;/strong&gt;...since its well, opened 24 hrs and stuff...proccesing.. yet still, SYSTEM NOT FCKIN READY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LESSON 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never trust ATM machines. They tend to screw you at the most needy of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sooo...3 of our heroes started diggin our pockets for any amount of small change we cud possibly find...we ended up with &lt;strong&gt;RM2.80&lt;/strong&gt;. The amount we needed wuz &lt;strong&gt;RM3.30&lt;/strong&gt;. TOTAL BUMMER. Basically, that meant all 3 of our beloved heroes are stranded in the &lt;strong&gt;Standard Charted&lt;/strong&gt; carpark until god knows when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RmPBAlhMxuI/AAAAAAAAAGY/uMnRwhqzX9A/s1600-h/sit3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072109821164832482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RmPBAlhMxuI/AAAAAAAAAGY/uMnRwhqzX9A/s320/sit3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.01p.m....2 of our heroes begin 2 mope upon their misfortune...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that we were in need of cash, we started acting like desperate men. Our 3 heroes decided to approach the guard at the bank and asked him 2 spare us a few ringgits. Here's how the conversation went down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jor-El: Umm encik, encik boleh minta tolong ka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guard: Apahal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jor-El: U see, kita semua stranded dekat sini and umm, we need like 2 ringgit more untuk bayar for our parking ticket...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guard: Ado..apasal kamu tak bawa extra duit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hero: Mana kami tau itu ATM semua rosak ma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiew-Bakka: Yar..yar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guard: Err..kamu tunggu sini sampai dua belas stengah lar...itu booth guard sudah mau habis dia punya syif ma..dia habis, dia bukak gate lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hero: (grumbles 2 himself)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jor-El: Ok..thankew encik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, without a choice all 3 of our heroes decided to wait....and wait...and wait sumore &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RmPIiVhMxxI/AAAAAAAAAGw/2YrOyOKfWnY/s1600-h/sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072118097566811922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RmPIiVhMxxI/AAAAAAAAAGw/2YrOyOKfWnY/s320/sky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour into waiting, our 3 heroes begin to loose contact with their sanity and begin to show signs of wear and tear..."Waa..sky sky sooo prettyyy..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RmPETVhMxvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/LMFZ52wI4Qo/s1600-h/squat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072113441822263026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RmPETVhMxvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/LMFZ52wI4Qo/s320/squat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.25...our hero gets ready and gets his act 2gether as he has anotha five more minutes 2 freedom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 12.35a.m, our hero's sped out of the carpark the moment the gate wuz opened. The guards, although still der, we helpless 2 do anything as we were already halfway across town...and thus brings us to our final lesson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LESSON 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always pay parking fee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hero finally reached home at 1.30 a.m in the morning and collapsed on his bed instantly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-3225235706954184077?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/3225235706954184077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=3225235706954184077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/3225235706954184077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/3225235706954184077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/06/hero-ep.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RmOtBFhMxrI/AAAAAAAAAGA/caR3xCm2X_U/s72-c/finger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-1079215370621659032</id><published>2007-06-03T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:34.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Super Breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hero embarks on yeat anotha food unravelling journey as he goes 2 the infamous &lt;strong&gt;Summer House&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a tiring game of basketball at 6.30!!! in the morning, our hero and his 3 justice friends, &lt;strong&gt;Aaron Man&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Lim Master&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Chiew-Bakka&lt;/strong&gt; decided 2 have their breakfast at &lt;strong&gt;Summer House&lt;/strong&gt;. Being their 1st customer, we had 2 wait 4 the &lt;em&gt;tauke&lt;/em&gt; to set everything up before we could start ordering. We decided to order their laksa since well, we wanted 2 eat laksa la! &lt;strong&gt;Summer House's&lt;/strong&gt; laksa soon prove to be too hot 4 anyone to handle without any drinks involved. Here's wad our hero ended up ordering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072125725428729634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RmPPeVhMxyI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6XwMIM5oZXA/s320/foood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Laksa......................1x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jagung Chinchao..........2x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7-Up.......................1x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lenggeng Chui............1x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Which all totalled up 2 around RM10 and also an awful stomach upset...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks alot...laksa...*belch*...XP&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-1079215370621659032?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/1079215370621659032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=1079215370621659032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/1079215370621659032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/1079215370621659032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/06/super-breakfast-our-hero-embarks-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RmPPeVhMxyI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6XwMIM5oZXA/s72-c/foood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-5427539298215270348</id><published>2007-05-26T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:34.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT ASSIGNMENT=DONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With time deifnately not being on their side our hero and his league of friends, &lt;strong&gt;Aaron Man, Jack-A-Leene&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Reff-Say hello 2 my little fren-ian&lt;/strong&gt;, decided to head out, in search of any spot with &lt;strong&gt;Wi-Fi&lt;/strong&gt; available to make a final dash 2 finish their assignment. 1st off..our heroes headed of to &lt;strong&gt;Iglool&lt;/strong&gt;..as it was the most convenient place with &lt;strong&gt;Wi-Fi&lt;/strong&gt;..or so they thought. A few minutes in the place, our heroes decided to order sum snow ice and then began 2 on their laptops 2 begin their assignment..as they all finished their fair share of snow ice, it is only fair dat they shud actually start doing their work but then...our hero suddenly realizes dat his laptop still hasnt detected any &lt;strong&gt;Wi-Fi&lt;/strong&gt; devices...same thing goes 4 the other laptops. Turns out, heres wad the sign on&lt;strong&gt; Iglool&lt;/strong&gt; actually reads...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wi-Fi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Temporarily Not Available&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furious by the stupidity of the staff of &lt;strong&gt;Iglool&lt;/strong&gt;...our heroes stormed out in search for anotha spot. There, they stumbled upon a place called &lt;strong&gt;The Colours&lt;/strong&gt;, where practically, everything is freakin expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:75%;"&gt;Cola = RM3.80&lt;br /&gt;Ribena+Sprite = RM3.80&lt;br /&gt;Garden Salad(Cabbage, Brocolli and Tomato with French dressing) = RM4.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it was a good call goin to &lt;strong&gt;The Colours&lt;/strong&gt; cos although we ended up spending unnecessary money, our assignment wuz actually on the process of being done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RlnL9lhMxnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ABLT5F9pX_E/s1600-h/cup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069307114486023794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RlnL9lhMxnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ABLT5F9pX_E/s320/cup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres to show that doing assignments brings u places..hehehe...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RlnNWFhMxoI/AAAAAAAAAFo/3tNja1mnX78/s1600-h/converse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069308634904446594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RlnNWFhMxoI/AAAAAAAAAFo/3tNja1mnX78/s320/converse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we see our &lt;strike&gt;two hero's&lt;/strike&gt; heroin, &lt;strong&gt;Jack-A-Leene&lt;/strong&gt; hard at work in doing the assignment...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RlnQhFhMxpI/AAAAAAAAAFw/O3MjNE4tZ04/s1600-h/iui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069312122417890962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RlnQhFhMxpI/AAAAAAAAAFw/O3MjNE4tZ04/s320/iui.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Apa!? Apa!? Aiyaaa...i oso got do wad...XD"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaa..well finally, with all the hard work, effort, money and time spent..our 4 heroes finally finished their IT ASSIGNMENT. Tq &lt;strong&gt;Jack-A-Leene&lt;/strong&gt;...we could'nt have done it without you..literally..lolz..XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-5427539298215270348?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/5427539298215270348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=5427539298215270348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/5427539298215270348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/5427539298215270348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/05/it-assignmentdone-with-time-deifnately.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RlnL9lhMxnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ABLT5F9pX_E/s72-c/cup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-6383867045064925914</id><published>2007-05-21T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:35.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Best Lok-Lok/Deep fried gizzard*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hero was about to call it a day when his sister suddenly dragged him to try this so called infamous lok-lok stall in Kuching. Putting fitness 1st, our hero tried to maintain a healthy diet by saying no to his sister's request but his sister proved to be more persuasive than he thought. Before long, our hero soon found himself behind the wheel at around 12a.m. to head out for sum lok-lok. As he arrive at the stall, he wuz amazed at the constant, steady flow of customers the stall recieved at such hours. What amazed our hero even more wuz the stall's repp which he soon found out to be almost as old as our hero's father himself. Turns out, the stall has been there for almost 50 years, so...they basically know what they are doing. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Business for this small stall with only a few tables by the roadside is seemingly good. The overlit colourful neon lightings from the the different karaoke's and pub's surrounding it really gives it an 'old school' vibe. Not to be missed, is the outside dining experience of this stall where every1 is willing to park their car at the roadside and practically risk a parking ticket. Seeing people eat lok-lok in an alert manner, ever ready and always on a look out for patrol cars that zoom pass anytime is seriously a sight to behold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RlMrSFhMxlI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DQ3Q48SHwzQ/s1600-h/sdie2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067441595441006162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RlMrSFhMxlI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DQ3Q48SHwzQ/s320/sdie2+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we see the only "fryer" of the whole stall. You want anythin fried, u give it 2 her. You want anythin steamed, u give it 2 the tauke lazing off at the back. If u want extra sauce, u see the 'tauke nio'. Love the way their system works. Haha..XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RlMjz1hMxkI/AAAAAAAAAFI/iAa7Um-KMMI/s1600-h/old+skul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067433379168568898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RlMjz1hMxkI/AAAAAAAAAFI/iAa7Um-KMMI/s320/old+skul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for refreshments, the only drink available in this stall is air mata kuching so if u want to drink something else, i suggest u bring it yourself. Our hero gives a definate two thumbs up for the usage of old school steel bowls with steel spoons.It just makes u wanna sluurp your drink..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RlMsrlhMxmI/AAAAAAAAAFY/422uQnK_aIo/s1600-h/heartstopper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067443133039298146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RlMsrlhMxmI/AAAAAAAAAFY/422uQnK_aIo/s320/heartstopper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mmmmm...a lethal combination of heartstopping goodness...yummy... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides lok-lok, this little stall is also famous for its nasi lemak. The stall gives you the freedom to choose whether u want chicken curry or deep fried chicken to go with your nasi lemak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shop's name which simply says &lt;strong&gt;"LOK-LOK"&lt;/strong&gt; is located beside &lt;strong&gt;San Francisco's Grill. &lt;/strong&gt;This shop's direct and straight to the point name tells the buyers exactly what it sells and definately gives its customers exactly what they want. Overall, it recieves a definate two thumbs up from our hero especially for their free flow and variety of sauce. But if your looking to find this place for lunch, then dont bother because the stall only opens at 8p.m and closes at around 3a.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-6383867045064925914?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/6383867045064925914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=6383867045064925914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/6383867045064925914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/6383867045064925914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/05/best-lok-lokdeep-fried-gizzard-our-hero.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RlMrSFhMxlI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DQ3Q48SHwzQ/s72-c/sdie2+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-1030198547133469789</id><published>2007-05-18T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:35.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALL IN A DAY'S WORK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets dive into the life of our beloved hero and see wad goes on in a day in his Uni...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our hero starts off with going off to the Physics Lab 2 do his lab report. As the minutes went by, our hero soon found himself bored with just staring at other people doing their work so our hero starts to entertain himself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rk8TNFhMxdI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/uk1NPOSWr_M/s1600-h/pisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066289221355750866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rk8TNFhMxdI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/uk1NPOSWr_M/s320/pisa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mmmm...soo many shiny weights lying on the table...ooh wad 2 do with them...kekekeke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Physics lab..our hero attends Finite Math lecture just to be informed dat he is required to see Ms Phang(Finite Math lecturer) for a one on one consultation on any problems regarding the recent Finite Math exam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rk8eaFhMxeI/AAAAAAAAAEY/kaR-si229d4/s1600-h/wtf2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066301539321955810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rk8eaFhMxeI/AAAAAAAAAEY/kaR-si229d4/s320/wtf2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Damn..wtf is she saying..!?*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Finite Math, our hero faces a heck load of boredom in Engineering Math class so he decides to give himself his own break time and goes out 2 the loo. As our hero was relieving himself...he looks up and stares blankly at the ceiling while an idea just hit him right in the head...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rk8fzFhMxfI/AAAAAAAAAEg/1VyArbvd-gY/s1600-h/b4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066303068330313202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rk8fzFhMxfI/AAAAAAAAAEg/1VyArbvd-gY/s320/b4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Waaa..so cleean 1 ho...kekeke. Wonder wad wud happen if i introduced the Josephian spirit to Swinburnians ho..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, in order 2 make his idea into a reality, our hero had 2 have an accomplice 2 watch out 4 authority figures. Soo..he and Aaron Man both teamed up 2 look into our hero's plan. In the end, the plan wuz a complete success with both our hero and his accomplice escaping totally undetected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rk8gylhMxgI/AAAAAAAAAEo/XxflTR68I6w/s1600-h/afer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066304159252006402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rk8gylhMxgI/AAAAAAAAAEo/XxflTR68I6w/s320/afer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Casualties of war...&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to SMK St Joseph&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rk8gylhMxgI/AAAAAAAAAEo/XxflTR68I6w/s1600-h/afer.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hero finally returns home all tired and wiery from a hard day's work. Gee..i wonder how my old skool is doin..? Lolz...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Btw...baby, if your reading dis, i just wanna tell u dat i miss u so much and im thinkin about u all the time...XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-1030198547133469789?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/1030198547133469789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=1030198547133469789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/1030198547133469789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/1030198547133469789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/05/all-in-days-work-lets-dive-into-life-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rk8TNFhMxdI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/uk1NPOSWr_M/s72-c/pisa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-5120725609525563976</id><published>2007-05-17T20:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:36.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The HERO goes mobile..(upgraded)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As our hero finally passed his drivers exam. He has to wait for around 4 days for his P license to arrive..so he thought. As days passed..still he hears no reply from his driving instructor. After a several days, our hero finally recieves an SMS from his driving instructor. Finally..a glimmer of hope that he didn't run out on our hero after recieving his share of the money. Here's wad the msg said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;licence hasnt out yet. I will pass to u once its done. Just as advice, dont drive without licence.&lt;/span&gt; Drive careful and slowly. Lots of dangerous u havent meet.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaargh...so then..our hero waits patiently for his P. Days go by and FINALLY..another msg arrives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Ah Seng here. Your P licence is done. I will meet you at your house at 7.30 to pass it to you.&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our hero's intructer finally met up with our hero that nite and passed him his P license. Now the streets of his city wud be much more safer with our hero roaming the streets. =D&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rkw-MFhMxcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/wi2dz6HkTQ0/s1600-h/ted.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rk8pHVhMxhI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XpwBtyJ01mU/s1600-h/ted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066313311827314194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rk8pHVhMxhI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XpwBtyJ01mU/s320/ted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's our hero's P license being held by his faithfull Teddy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That, (^) is anotha pic 4 u baby...XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-5120725609525563976?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/5120725609525563976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=5120725609525563976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/5120725609525563976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/5120725609525563976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/05/hero-goes-mobile_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rk8pHVhMxhI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XpwBtyJ01mU/s72-c/ted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-3954564660810235333</id><published>2007-05-16T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:36.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Physics for dummies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As our hero goes for his physics class..his mind just wonders off as he thinks about his presentation being dressed for the day and all. Wad is he going to say...how is he going to say it..oh the tension. As he wonders off, everyone wuz busy listening to the lecturer's explanation.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling guilty and all, our hero decides to listen to wad his teacher has 2 say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkwvHVhMxaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Db0suoaKJBM/s1600-h/class.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065475483966948770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkwvHVhMxaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Db0suoaKJBM/s320/class.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st 5 minutes of listening...our hero perserveres through his lecturer's monotonous tone while explaining the equation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next 10 minutes our hero actually tries to copy wad his lecturer had just explained to him but apparently, he failed to do so. This is why....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkwvyFhMxbI/AAAAAAAAAD8/0eQd8fY5y9I/s1600-h/wtf.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkwvyFhMxbI/AAAAAAAAAD8/0eQd8fY5y9I/s1600-h/wtf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065476218406356402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkwvyFhMxbI/AAAAAAAAAD8/0eQd8fY5y9I/s320/wtf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uuh....shud i copy the red, the black, or the blue 1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam mana Malaysia Boleh Maju, people...XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-3954564660810235333?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/3954564660810235333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=3954564660810235333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/3954564660810235333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/3954564660810235333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/05/physics-for-dummies-as-our-hero-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkwvHVhMxaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Db0suoaKJBM/s72-c/class.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-4136045443751221347</id><published>2007-05-14T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:36.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BLEH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rkc4AxrKgBI/AAAAAAAAADs/BHv7XO53yZY/s1600-h/lookd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064077891986948114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rkc4AxrKgBI/AAAAAAAAADs/BHv7XO53yZY/s320/lookd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I miss you baby...i really do.."  =&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet anotha shout out our hero wants his baby to know..XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Note* New haircut XP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-4136045443751221347?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/4136045443751221347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=4136045443751221347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/4136045443751221347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/4136045443751221347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-miss-you-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rkc4AxrKgBI/AAAAAAAAADs/BHv7XO53yZY/s72-c/lookd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-4209326547722611015</id><published>2007-05-13T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:36.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Heroic Haircut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064071350751756290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkcyEBrKgAI/AAAAAAAAADk/Sf_Bao5RTb4/s320/reju.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After coming back from Nasional Service, its been a while since our hero has had his last hair cut. Around 9 months to be exact..so the experience of going to the barber has been sumwat of a memory to our hero. Seeing that it is his 1st hair cut after 9 months, our hero decides to go and try out sumthing new. Looking for a place to have a haircut, our hero joins his 2 beloved sidekicks, Aaron Man and Lim Master to search for a place to cut hair which they all stumbled upon in a shop located sumwhere in Crown Square called Rejuvenate. The name sounded cool so our hero and his sidekicks stepped in to get their haircut. More like hairstyled. Haha..They stepped out as new men....NOT. Only neater and more presentable..heehee. Well, the the cut was ok. Stylish and neat. Non the less, 14 ringgit for a lil snip here and there was a wee bit pricy though..considering how short our hero's hair was. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-4209326547722611015?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/4209326547722611015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=4209326547722611015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/4209326547722611015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/4209326547722611015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/05/heroic-haircut-after-coming-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkcyEBrKgAI/AAAAAAAAADk/Sf_Bao5RTb4/s72-c/reju.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-247735516165241900</id><published>2007-05-12T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:37.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Best/Most 'sat' snow ice shop*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As our hero was cruising the streets of his city he found a new store which just opened a few days ago..near Kingcentre..it looked real cool from the outside. It looked even better on the inside. Then, came the testing of their infamous snow ice and let me tell u..Our hero has definately found a new hangout spot for snow ice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkcUExrKf8I/AAAAAAAAADE/n-MdPNpoGrs/s1600-h/poss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064038378287824834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkcUExrKf8I/AAAAAAAAADE/n-MdPNpoGrs/s320/poss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the workers of Iglool gladly posing as i snapped a picture of the place..heehee..XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkcWSBrKf9I/AAAAAAAAADM/4ZSDrZqTleY/s1600-h/puff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064040804944347090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkcWSBrKf9I/AAAAAAAAADM/4ZSDrZqTleY/s320/puff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm...nice puffs...(No..i dont mean the gurls at the back u dirty minded yahoos..tsk tsk..) Do eat them while their cold..the pastry tastes kinda tough though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkcZLRrKf-I/AAAAAAAAADU/Lx-h2Z16vYU/s1600-h/mull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064043987515113442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkcZLRrKf-I/AAAAAAAAADU/Lx-h2Z16vYU/s320/mull.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm...&lt;strong&gt;Yougurt Snow Ice with Mullberry topping&lt;/strong&gt;..soury goodness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064044820738768882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkcZ7xrKf_I/AAAAAAAAADc/9yTzzMkkXTU/s320/yollk.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Now here comes the good stuff..&lt;strong&gt;Green Tea Snow Ice with Chocolate topping and egg yolk&lt;/strong&gt;. Yes..that's right people..&lt;strong&gt;EGG YOLK&lt;/strong&gt;. The moment our hero saw that in the menu, he just could'nt resist. Wierdly enough, it tastes..well..ok. Frozen egg yolk=chewy. It kinda added texture to the whole thing..really cool idea though. But this is definately not recommended for people with well, weak stomachs. Heehee..XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall..&lt;strong&gt;Iglool &lt;/strong&gt;made a good choice with the setting and also with the trying of new ideas in snow ice. This place is definately hero recommended. A definate two thumbs up! But do bring extra cash though because one bowl of snow ice will set u back at around 5 to 6 ringgit each. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-247735516165241900?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/247735516165241900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=247735516165241900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/247735516165241900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/247735516165241900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/05/bestmost-sat-snow-ice-shop-as-our-hero.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkcUExrKf8I/AAAAAAAAADE/n-MdPNpoGrs/s72-c/poss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-4552998624379070662</id><published>2007-05-09T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:37.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT ASSIGNMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As IT class began, our lecturer, Mr Wilson Suai began to explain to us that we had an IT assignment to hand up in 2 weeks time consisting of a print out of 15 pages on the topic "My dream PC". Without listening to any of the lecturer's lectures, our hero immedietly sped off and went on with his own assignment. He ended up finishing 1st directly after the class ended...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkHUOxrKf7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/up_IXX4vBm0/s1600-h/comclass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062560806458785714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkHUOxrKf7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/up_IXX4vBm0/s320/comclass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hero diligently working on his assignment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wad you are about to see below is a direct cut out from Microsoft Words on what our hero was working on during IT class...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;‘Crooked penis’ is a term used when the penis of a man, exemplar A: Aaron Jong is found to be unporportioned in its positioning. If a penis is found to be out of its usual position or bent out of shape then it is considered to be a &lt;strong&gt;crooked penis&lt;/strong&gt;. Most people that suffer from &lt;em&gt;crooketus penialus&lt;/em&gt; do not even realize that they have it. The only explanation to this phenomenon is simply because the behavior of a normal male does not encourage the participation of the viewing of other male’s genital areas. Thus explains the innocence in a sufferer of &lt;em&gt;crooketus penialus&lt;/em&gt; to not know his condition.&lt;br /&gt;The second condition shows that &lt;em&gt;crooketus penialus&lt;/em&gt; is also contracted by the constant humping of hard objects such as rocks, tables, chairs, etc. This condition is shown by exemplar B: Aaron Goh as he is found to be a constant pipe humper or as he likes to refer to himself as 'the plumber'. Know that this type of contraction of &lt;em&gt;crooketus penialus&lt;/em&gt; is usually at its worse condition as the sufferer is usually found in an aroused state at the wrong time. This is very inappropriate for example: Aaron Goh attends a family meeting and suddenly contracts &lt;em&gt;crooketus penialus&lt;/em&gt;. This condition will render him control over his genital area and thus humiliates himself in front of his family.&lt;br /&gt;Most sufferers of the &lt;strong&gt;Crooked Penis Syndrome(CPS)&lt;/strong&gt; usually end up being very insecure. As a result, they usually end up not performing well in their usual activities. This will cause sufferers of crooketus penialus to end up moping and thus suffer from a severe case of depression. This condition will immobilize sufferers of &lt;strong&gt;CPS &lt;/strong&gt;to a very drastic state of feeling weak and useless. &lt;strong&gt;CPS&lt;/strong&gt; also causes its sufferers to isolate themselves from the outside world and live a life of solitude.&lt;br /&gt;For countless of years, tons of researches have been conducted by scientists in universities all over the world in order to battle this major problem in male genetics and have identified the main cause for &lt;strong&gt;crooked penis&lt;/strong&gt;. Through a number of experiments, scientists have now identified the cause for the widespread of this epidemic is the improper care and negligence of a male towards his genital area. Although several contraptions have been invented to down or numb the pain of the sufferer, the effects of &lt;em&gt;crooketus penialus&lt;/em&gt; were still visible. Up till now, there hasn’t been a cure for sufferers of CPS and thus makes it a very lethal pandemic. The only way to ensure safety from contraction of CPS is through prevention. The saying, ‘Prevention is better than cure’ definitely applies to those that want nothing to do with CPS and thus emphasizing the term, ‘Take care of your penis’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin Yap&lt;br /&gt;4200098&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/9409261-4552998624379070662?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/4552998624379070662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=4552998624379070662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/4552998624379070662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/4552998624379070662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/05/it-assignment-as-it-class-began-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkHUOxrKf7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/up_IXX4vBm0/s72-c/comclass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-9066709906326366443</id><published>2007-05-09T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:38.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Glory Days of IT class...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm...IT class..the place where people learn how to operate a simple computer. Problem is, apparently, most people that attend the class already know how to operate a computer. So that means...IT class=slacking time...hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkHOOxrKf2I/AAAAAAAAACU/20C-XQGohnY/s1600-h/game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062554209389018978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkHOOxrKf2I/AAAAAAAAACU/20C-XQGohnY/s320/game.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we can see, the students in IT class are always diligently paying attention to their work in the class....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkHSFBrKf6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/EPtuEdvjLiI/s1600-h/haywire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062558439931805602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkHSFBrKf6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/EPtuEdvjLiI/s320/haywire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over here, a student shows the proper posture to sit and position urself when using a computer... &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkHR5RrKf5I/AAAAAAAAACs/zka6Iv-bGsY/s1600-h/haywire.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkHPVRrKf4I/AAAAAAAAACk/t29VOffEyrA/s1600-h/shut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062555420569796482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkHPVRrKf4I/AAAAAAAAACk/t29VOffEyrA/s320/shut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But well, they are and will always be students who love to conduct experiments on the computers ("Uuu..i wonder wad this does..Task manager...System..End Process)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-9066709906326366443?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/9066709906326366443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=9066709906326366443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/9066709906326366443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/9066709906326366443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/05/glory-days-of-it-class.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkHOOxrKf2I/AAAAAAAAACU/20C-XQGohnY/s72-c/game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-3238920847824806666</id><published>2007-05-08T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:38.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkCXTxrKf1I/AAAAAAAAACM/f-CndcRFZVU/s1600-h/looj2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cola makes you feel things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkCTQBrKfzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/_ysvkRmqHPc/s1600-h/looj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062207884701105970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkCTQBrKfzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/_ysvkRmqHPc/s320/looj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hero sittin in his heroic fashion at Swinburne's cafeteria...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I just miss u sooo much baby..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-3238920847824806666?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/3238920847824806666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=3238920847824806666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/3238920847824806666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/3238920847824806666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/05/cola-makes-you-feel-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RkCTQBrKfzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/_ysvkRmqHPc/s72-c/looj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-1155615788922078319</id><published>2007-05-08T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T08:34:39.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1 Weeks Notice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hero's adventure begins as he starts of his Tuesday class as usual. He breezes through his classes as usual, skipping IT, going to the cafeteria..and last of all, attending oral(which our hero has not been attending for the past 2 weeks due to holiday clashes). Our hero arrives in oral class exhausted after rushing up 8 flights of stairs from the lack of info that oral class had been changed from 3rd floor to 8th. Anyways, as oral class began, our lecturer, Ms Lee, soon explained to us that next week was our solo presentation. Next, she started passing out a container filled with folded paper 2 choose which topic ur presentation would be on. With his eyes closed and his fingers crossed, our hero began 2 choose his paper and this wuz wad our hero got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It is better to be adopted by Bill Gates than to live with my poor parents"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF!?..nicely done, legs for hands..but oh well, since it had already been chosen, our hero had to make the best of his topic and present it next week. The irony...haha..XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-1155615788922078319?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/1155615788922078319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=1155615788922078319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/1155615788922078319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/1155615788922078319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/05/1-weeks-notice-our-heros-adventure.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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-9409261.post-585808019417016237</id><published>2007-05-07T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:38.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Breakfast at Swinburne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaa..breakfast..the most important meal of the day..cant skip it no matter wad..now that being the motto of our beloved hero, he decides to try his uni's &lt;strong&gt;'Super Breakfast Delight'&lt;/strong&gt;..but it kinda turned out well..lets just say i dont see the 'delight' factor in it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rj9eDRrKfyI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Lfilv1pADsc/s1600-h/break.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061867916564791074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rj9eDRrKfyI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Lfilv1pADsc/s320/break.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaa but well..who's to complain..i mean..i had &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt; fried egg,&lt;strong&gt; ONE&lt;/strong&gt; sausage, &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt; harsh brown, and &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt; slice of cucumber..for only RM2.50..now lets not forget the unbelievably small plate of sauce ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall.. it kept my breakfast way under my budget so i aint complainin...teehee...XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-585808019417016237?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/585808019417016237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=585808019417016237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/585808019417016237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/585808019417016237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/05/breakfast-at-swinburne-aaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rj9eDRrKfyI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Lfilv1pADsc/s72-c/break.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-1196080779742995420</id><published>2007-05-06T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:38.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOOD FOOD(Part 1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we see our beloved hero embarking on his food discovering journey as he scours his city looking for good food that can only satisfy his taste buds...giving them his comments and reviews...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rj4T7hrKfwI/AAAAAAAAABk/KtnKGZiWMeQ/s1600-h/OMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061504944583638786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rj4T7hrKfwI/AAAAAAAAABk/KtnKGZiWMeQ/s320/OMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;*&lt;em&gt;Best Butter Chicken Rice*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG...whatever problems u have..anything that is going through ur mind, all the stress and anxiety..all of them put together and yet u'd still say ur day wuz good.. &lt;strong&gt;ONLY&lt;/strong&gt; and only if u tried the..&lt;strong&gt;'Butter Chicken Rice'&lt;/strong&gt; directly opposite Star Cineplex. Mmmm..this is definately hero recommended. (two thumbs up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061507448549572370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rj4WNRrKfxI/AAAAAAAAABs/hhzS-9kLv7s/s320/chick.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next on the menu is &lt;strong&gt;'Kung Pao Rice'&lt;/strong&gt; with a drink called &lt;strong&gt;'Black and White'&lt;/strong&gt;(which is actually soya bean with chinchao..XD) at a shop called &lt;strong&gt;Only Mee&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;Jln Song.&lt;/strong&gt; This is ok..i mean, it has made its way on my blog. A word of advice though, do not order the mee although its supposed to be good..being it is the whole theme of the shop..but its not. The mee at Only Mee=not hero recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-1196080779742995420?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/1196080779742995420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=1196080779742995420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/1196080779742995420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/1196080779742995420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/05/good-foodpart-1-here-we-see-our-beloved.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rj4T7hrKfwI/AAAAAAAAABk/KtnKGZiWMeQ/s72-c/OMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-3948671929155802592</id><published>2007-05-05T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:39.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Group Study(Part 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As our hero went on studying..boredom had layed its ugly paws on our hero again thus breaking his will to continue on studying but amplifying his urge to experiment on more fuits...before he knew it, more and more fruits fell pray to our hero's experiments. Wad seemed like a harmless way to fill time, turned into an obsession...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rjyu4xrKftI/AAAAAAAAABM/gWn-z8XuA2g/s1600-h/bana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061112371687882450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rjyu4xrKftI/AAAAAAAAABM/gWn-z8XuA2g/s320/bana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spot the experimented banana...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rjyu4xrKftI/AAAAAAAAABM/gWn-z8XuA2g/s1600-h/bana.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RjywXxrKfvI/AAAAAAAAABc/qHj-7c6Ft8E/s1600-h/melon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061114003775454962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RjywXxrKfvI/AAAAAAAAABc/qHj-7c6Ft8E/s320/melon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look closely and u'll see dat those arent just any ordinary watermelon seeds...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-3948671929155802592?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/3948671929155802592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=3948671929155802592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/3948671929155802592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/3948671929155802592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/05/group-studypart-2-as-our-hero-went-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rjyu4xrKftI/AAAAAAAAABM/gWn-z8XuA2g/s72-c/bana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-8701665451867709723</id><published>2007-05-05T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T09:15:28.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Group Study(Part 1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As exams creep closer and closer...we see our hero start 2 join in alliances and start study groups 2 prepare for wadever his lecturer might throw at him. But then, as the study group began...our hero realizes his tolerance for continuous study is really very low. So..to solve this problem, our hero starts to experiment on a few fruits at his friends house. The results are well...lets all just watch now shall we..XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WsXonmWQN1U" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-8701665451867709723?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/8701665451867709723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=8701665451867709723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/8701665451867709723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/8701665451867709723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/05/group-studypart-1-as-exams-creep-closer.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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-9409261.post-4156118515590555808</id><published>2007-05-04T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T04:59:10.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There was nothing our hero could do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus our hero begins his day as usual..going to university in an normal everyday fashion. Attending lectures...skipping IT...the usual. As our hero's day comes to an end he meets his favourite Finite Math lecturer, Miss Phang and without haste, greets her and complains in a playful fashion about the so called exaggerated diffuculty of this morning's exam. Our hero and a few of his friends occupied Miss Phang wit questions as they all walked down the stairs. The conversation went on like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hero: Eii, Miss Phang!! Haiyo..why just now u ask so many teachers to supervise us in our test 1..?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Miss Phang: So dat u all dont copy mah..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hero: Haiyo..so many teachers looking and staring at me..i do oso, very nervous lar..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Miss Phang: Why? Like SPM ha?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hero: Yaloo..Hado..Eh by the way..the question bout the coin thingy...is the answer 3 or 4?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Miss Phang: Which question?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hero: Neh neh neh..the one wit the coin 1..err..question 4 arr..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Miss Phang: 4 la..why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hero: (starts looking at his friend and pointing) Nah! See see..tell u liaw..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Miss Phang giggles..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hero: (Looks down with his back facing Miss Phang) Eh Miss Phang wad about....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BAAAAAAAM!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before our hero could finish his sentence, he hears a loud crash followed by a thud behind him. He turns back only 2 see that Miss Phang had slipped and fell down a few steps of stairs with her books scattered all over the steps. There wuz nuthing our hero could do except prevent Miss Phang from tumbling down more steps. How could such a thing happen to such a nice person...Shows how cruel fate can be when even to the nicest ppl...=(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-4156118515590555808?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/4156118515590555808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=4156118515590555808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/4156118515590555808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/4156118515590555808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/05/there-was-nothing-our-hero-could-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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-9409261.post-6177175107439911110</id><published>2007-05-04T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:39.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After Party...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here we see our hero celebrating his victory over JPJ. Mmm...Spiderman 3...aaaa..the crowds..the action..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060395202343763650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RjoioBrKfsI/AAAAAAAAABE/Kc28QledU9k/s320/cinema.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end our beloved hero ended up not watchin the entire Spiderman movie but instead went home early because of certain unexplainable reasons.. =..(  *sobz*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-6177175107439911110?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/6177175107439911110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=6177175107439911110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/6177175107439911110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/6177175107439911110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/05/after-party.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RjoioBrKfsI/AAAAAAAAABE/Kc28QledU9k/s72-c/cinema.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-3385225240568166329</id><published>2007-05-03T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:39.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Hero goes MOBILE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anotha challenge is faced by our hero as he sits for his driver's license exam. The adventure begins when our hero arrives at the exam area at 9 a.m. This proves 2 be a grueling task as our hero's patience is put 2 the test as he is asked 2 wait for hours until he sits for the 1st part of his exam which only lasted a few seconds. Then he was left to wait for hours more to wait for the 2nd part of his exam which also lasted only for a few seconds. Then came our hero's last exam which he wuz left 2 wait for even longer hours(enuf 2 watch 2 movies) until he wuz finally tested on the road, which didnt seem much of a problem for our hero as he managed 2 &lt;strong&gt;lull the tester 2 sleep&lt;/strong&gt; as the examination went on. The tester was abruptly woken up by yours truly when the test ended and just randomly ticked the boxes without looking =D...Overall, our hero aced the exam with flying colours. Shows wad a little persevierence and luck can earn you..lolz..Our hero finally returned home at 4p.m. ..'=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RjoWnxrKfqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/cxfSF3RDccw/s1600-h/SMILE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060382003909263010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RjoWnxrKfqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/cxfSF3RDccw/s320/SMILE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we see our hero celebrating the spoils of his victory over Malaysian road rules.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-3385225240568166329?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/3385225240568166329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=3385225240568166329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/3385225240568166329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/3385225240568166329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/05/hero-goes-mobile-anotha-challenge-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RjoWnxrKfqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/cxfSF3RDccw/s72-c/SMILE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-4726113441269934107</id><published>2007-05-02T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T11:11:54.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4 THE SAKE OF SCIENCE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we see our hero experimenting on a new source of fuel that might revolutionize the world. With the help of world reknown scientist, Dr Wilson Lim, our hero records his endeavour during this remarkable breakthrough. This so called fuel soon turned out 2 be a very unstable substance which our hero soon finds out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6h0Ur6PkDcc" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-4726113441269934107?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/4726113441269934107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=4726113441269934107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/4726113441269934107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/4726113441269934107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/05/4-sake-of-science-here-we-see-our-hero.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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-9409261.post-4698060506216597366</id><published>2007-05-01T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:39.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RjeluxrKfpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qlT26DSHD7Q/s1600-h/e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059694929400987282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RjeluxrKfpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qlT26DSHD7Q/s320/e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin of u...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hei...even heroes need a break...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-4698060506216597366?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/4698060506216597366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=4698060506216597366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/4698060506216597366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/4698060506216597366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/05/think.html' title='Think'/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RjeluxrKfpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qlT26DSHD7Q/s72-c/e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-4675876489978237021</id><published>2007-05-01T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:39.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>College...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HERO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rjeg8hrKfnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/H4A2CRUHWzs/s1600-h/stud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059689668066049650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rjeg8hrKfnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/H4A2CRUHWzs/s320/stud.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On this episode, we see our beloved hero entering his university life full of passion for knowledge, education and diligence on persuing his goal in achieving an higher education. Little does he noe about the lust and powerfull grip temptation has on people. Sooner than he had expected, our hero's innocence and curiosity towards temptation draws him closer and closer to it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RjejAhrKfoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xDY9tERyDBM/s1600-h/kacao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059691935808781954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/RjejAhrKfoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xDY9tERyDBM/s320/kacao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, our hero finally gave into temptation and ended up not paying any attention during Engineering Math lecture. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: A hero can only resist dat much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-4675876489978237021?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/4675876489978237021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=4675876489978237021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/4675876489978237021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/4675876489978237021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/05/college.html' title='College...'/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rjeg8hrKfnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/H4A2CRUHWzs/s72-c/stud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-6354349016470560813</id><published>2007-05-01T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:45:40.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices choices...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;Heroic choices...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rjd2JhrKflI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Otmi9H7LgBM/s1600-h/ko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059642612404354642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rjd2JhrKflI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Otmi9H7LgBM/s320/ko.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Which 1 looks beta? Be it this 1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rjd2JxrKfmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OOalM7A8rKo/s1600-h/fr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059642616699321954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rjd2JxrKfmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OOalM7A8rKo/s320/fr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Or this 1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we see our hero..steadily breezing through the shopping complexes of Kuching..searching for a perfect but yeat affordable jacket. Scowering high and low in every fashion oriented shop, store and boutique..goin from fitting room to fitting room...trying different jackets..and yeat, still this hero seems displeased...comes to show dat even heroes wanna look cool..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-6354349016470560813?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/6354349016470560813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=6354349016470560813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/6354349016470560813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/6354349016470560813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/05/choices-choices.html' title='Choices choices...'/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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/_7QmwF3qsqFU/Rjd2JhrKflI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Otmi9H7LgBM/s72-c/ko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9409261.post-7921149762489862798</id><published>2007-05-01T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T10:09:39.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my gosh...</title><content type='html'>Aaaa...im finally back after &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2 YEARS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of umm..unblogging? Welcome 2 my newly improved picture oriented blog. Hee..well..alot interesting stuff happened over the past 2 yrs so i got alot of blogging 2 do. Well, 1st off, wad i gotta do is change my template..cant even rmb hw 2 do dat anymore..bleh..anyhows, i just got back frm serving ma country! Woohoo..how many ppl can get priviledge 2 say dat!? But well...i gotta say though, NS definately changed my life. I noe it sunds corny but its true. I came back more confident, lost a few pounds and gained a hell lot of friends! Soo, thank you Malaysia 4 at least contributing 1 gud thing in my life. Well, except for piracy of course..thank you Malaysia for that also. =D (I can still say dat before the album comes out..)teehee.. Let me see..if there was 1 thing i learned frm NS it wud have 2 be umm..new methods of exercising? Lolz..but i noe 1 thing's for sure.."Loosing weight aint dat hard to do..but its maintaining the weight that requires strongwill." Now bare that in mind ppl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-7921149762489862798?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/7921149762489862798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=7921149762489862798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/7921149762489862798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/7921149762489862798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-my-gosh.html' title='Oh my gosh...'/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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-9409261.post-111065421376818523</id><published>2005-03-13T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T11:03:33.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its my party and i'll cry if I want 2, Cry if i want 2, cryyyy if i wan 2.....</title><content type='html'>Ok now 1st of all, ignore the title. I jus had nuthin more 2 think of 2 write so i just put dat up. Heehee. Anyways, the day has finally arrived. It wuz on this very day...dat history wuz made. Only a fool wudnt noe the significance of this day. How important it is. How the world became wad it is now because of this very day. Still dont noe wad i'm talkin about now do u? Well, let me refresh all ur memories wif a very short story....&lt;br /&gt;          Once upon a time, 16 years ago, a child wuz born. He wuz me. The end......Hei, I told u it wuz a short story now, didnt I?? Anyways...since 2day is my birthday, technically, every1 shud obey me...but nah im not dat bad. All i ask 4 is dat all of u built me a inpenetrable medieval fort wif cannons, and sumore stuff and i want it all finished by the end of this week....dats all. Nuthin much. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;           Well, as u all noe, I am Ah Pui and being me, i shall not go down without a celebration. "Thou shall party on, so long as thou still has a breath in thee" dats wad I say. Soooo, in sayin dat, u all noe i'll be celebratin ma birthday but......dis year's gonna be a lil different coz...its gonna be celebrated a lil later...Tuesday 2 be exact AND its not gonna be celebrated at ma house but outside instead. Not on the streets of course...Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;            But, I have a certain feelin dat dis year's celebration is gonna be a memorable 1....4 me at least. I dunno about my frens though. Well, if u really wanna noe why, its because dis year, i'll be havin a very very special guest who'll keep me company thru de party. U guys shud noe who im tokin about....heeheehee. As 4 my presents, I can only wonder wad i'll get dis year...;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-111065421376818523?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/111065421376818523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=111065421376818523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/111065421376818523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/111065421376818523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-my-party-and-ill-cry-if-i-want-2.html' title='Its my party and i&apos;ll cry if I want 2, Cry if i want 2, cryyyy if i wan 2.....'/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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-9409261.post-111057337699220300</id><published>2005-03-12T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T12:39:27.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, New Beginnings, New STUFF....</title><content type='html'>Aaaa....2005....the year of glorious beginnings...a year dat is at best be used 2 make up 4 all dat bad stuff dat i've done. A year of peace and traquility. A year of harmony. Pffft, heck, if u believe dat, then well, u r so damn gullible. Anyways, all things aside, dis year seems 2 be quite ok compared 2 de rest. Dont ask me why. I just feel dat way. I mean, at school, everythin seems 2 be goin ok. With ma frens, with ma teachers and so on....But as 4 tuition, dats a different story all together. I mean, dis year, Chem and Physics class wuz well, definately beta than last year. Especially Chem....well, it aint because of the subject if dats wad u wanna noe. And it aint because of the teacher either. Hehe.....Hmm..its 2 more days 2 the 13th...oh ya speakin of dat, Agan, err....ur present's on de way. So, u can keep ur rusty pipe back in its place or where ever u place dat thing. But make sure the cops dont find it. There might be a raid at ur house sumtime soon and umm, u didnt hear it from me...Oh ya and also, sorry Jylene 4 ur delayed CD's. I'm still not sure if i can burn them or not. U noe bout my com and stuff. Its all up 2 my mum......And my hacking skills...hehe. And if ur wonderin why im able 2 post dis blog, well, its because im usin my old com. I mean my own com. De StoneAge 1. Cant use my parents 1.....yet. Well, u noe why. Hahaha. Well, since my birthday is comin soon, everyone who's readin dis blog is invited. Except 4 u stalkers, rapists, molesters, hookers and pimps and dat includes Micheal Jackson. Oh wait, err...hookers and pimps are ok. Heehee. Waaaad...their people 2 ya noe. Hehe. I sure hope i have enough money....oh wait, not 2 worry. If i run out of cash, u few unlucky 1's can always eat the leftovers...Hahahaha. Hmm...but i still havent thought of a date 2 celebrate though.....;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-111057337699220300?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/111057337699220300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=111057337699220300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/111057337699220300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/111057337699220300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2005/03/new-year-new-beginnings-new-stuff.html' title='New Year, New Beginnings, New STUFF....'/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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-9409261.post-110416530011193578</id><published>2004-12-28T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T08:35:00.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner with the girlfriend's parents...</title><content type='html'>A girl asks her boyfriend to come over Friday night and have&lt;br /&gt;dinner with her parents. Since this is such a big event, the&lt;br /&gt;girl announces to her boyfriend that after dinner, she would&lt;br /&gt;like to go out and make love with him for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the boy is ecstatic, but he has never had sex before, so&lt;br /&gt;he takes a trip to the pharmacist to get some condoms. The&lt;br /&gt;pharmacist helps the boy for about an hour. He tells the boy&lt;br /&gt;everything there is to know about condoms and sex.&lt;br /&gt;At the register, the pharmacist asks the boy how many condoms&lt;br /&gt;he'd like to buy, a 3-pack, 10-pack, or family pack. The boy&lt;br /&gt;insists on the family pack because he thinks he will be rather&lt;br /&gt;busy, it being his first time and all.&lt;br /&gt;That night, the boy shows up at the girl's parents house and&lt;br /&gt;meets his girlfriend at the door. "Oh, I'm so excited for you to&lt;br /&gt;meet my parents, come on in!"&lt;br /&gt;The boy goes inside and is taken to the dinner table where the&lt;br /&gt;girl's parents are seated. The boy quickly offers to say grace&lt;br /&gt;and bows his head.&lt;br /&gt;A minute passes, and the boy is still deep in prayer, with his&lt;br /&gt;head down.&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes pass, and still no movement from the boy.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after 20 minutes with his head down, the girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;leans over and whispers to the boyfriend, "I had no idea you&lt;br /&gt;were this religious."&lt;br /&gt;The boy turns, and whispers back, "I had no idea your father was&lt;br /&gt;a pharmacist!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-110416530011193578?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/110416530011193578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=110416530011193578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/110416530011193578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/110416530011193578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2004/12/dinner-with-girlfriends-parents.html' title='Dinner with the girlfriend&apos;s parents...'/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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-9409261.post-110415365019254278</id><published>2004-12-27T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T05:20:50.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gud news!!!</title><content type='html'>Melv's grandma oledy came back from Normah Hospital. Haha. Turns out she just needed sum medication. Prayers have been answered. And they have been granted. Hurray! Arhchar 4 everyone. Teehee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-110415365019254278?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/110415365019254278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=110415365019254278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/110415365019254278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/110415365019254278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2004/12/gud-news.html' title='Gud news!!!'/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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-9409261.post-110413416158309516</id><published>2004-12-27T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T23:56:01.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad news...</title><content type='html'>Aww man. I jus got off the phone wif Melv and he said his grandma is sick and has been emmited 2 Normah Hospital. Damn man. I jus spoke 2 her on da phone like 1 hour ago. Anyone dat is readin this post, please pray 4 her. Her archars were the best man! Get well soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-110413416158309516?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/110413416158309516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=110413416158309516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/110413416158309516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/110413416158309516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2004/12/sad-news.html' title='Sad news...'/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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-9409261.post-110370160761177362</id><published>2004-12-21T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T23:46:47.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/72/2734/640/tsingto.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/72/2734/320/tsingto.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dis right here, is wad i've been drinkin in China. Tsing Tao BEER!!! Wohoo! The whole time i wuz der, i drank dis every single day. I mean, it wuz either dis, or it wuz scorchin hot Chinese tea. Well, me, bein a COLD drinker, i had 2 go 4 beer. Since its well, cold. Haha. U cud ask 4 cold water but u can rarely get it in return. Instead, yu'd get cold stares at u thinkin dat ur a ravin lunatic 4 drinkin cold water in winter. Hahaha. But wierd tin is, i drank lotsa dat stuff but i dont get drunk. The guy who sat beside me(he wuz in the same tour group) wuz like about 2 explode. Dats how he looked like coz his face wuz all red. Maybe he drank 2 much. Haha. Anyways, there wuz this other drink they had in restaurants. Its called err...i dunno actually coz its in Chinese. Now dat wuz a real kicker. Man, u drink the whole bottle of dat, u'll K.O on da spot! No doubt about it. I drank a sip of dat thing and my lips wuz burnin. So, wuz all the other parts of my body as the drink went down my throat. It contained err...56% alchohol i think. Well, i managed 2 sneak 1 of them puppies back here. I tried 2 get 3 but 2 of them cudnt get pass the imigresen in China coz it wuz in the knap-sack. Darn. So, starin from a far, i cud see 5 bottles of the liquir at the confistication area. Seems like i wuznt the only 1 tryin 2 sneak those back. Haha. Luckily my mum placed 1 in da luggage. Dat, miracilously, made it all the way here. Hahaha. I'll try 2 upload the picture once i find it. Well, but right now, 4 anyone who wants 2 try it,(besides goin 2 China dat is) u can only find it at my house. Hahaha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-110370160761177362?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/110370160761177362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=110370160761177362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/110370160761177362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/110370160761177362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2004/12/dis-right-here-is-wad-ive-been-drinkin.html' title=''/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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-9409261.post-110355865655189026</id><published>2004-12-21T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T08:04:16.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why oh why!!??</title><content type='html'>Well, as u can see, ive been back 4 sum time. Well, as u'd expect, id have pictures....But noooo. My bro had 2 put all it into a CD dat cud'nt be read by a com but only a VCD player!!! U noe how freakin irritatin dat is!!??? All, the pics are i've taken are so close but yet so far...u'd ask me y didnt i take the digicam and put it in da com myself? Well, dats coz it belongs 2 his gurlfren. The cam of cos. And he gave it back!!! Either dat, or its in his room sumwhere. Buried under massive amounts of junk. Im not surprised if he deleted the pics from the memory stick already. Sheesh. Its moments like these where i jus wished 4 my digicam back. Why did it have 2 fall??? Why??? If dat wuznt enuf, why did have 2 fall LENS FIRST 2 the ground??? Why!!!????? Here's the story.....one night, after takin sum pictures of err...i kinda 4got wad, i decided 2 display them on da TV. Bein dat my family wanted 2 see it as well. As u noe, the cam wuz connected 2 the TV thru wires(DUH). As i wuz browsin through the pics, my dad wuz playin wif the cat. Shockin it 2 death. Haha. Well, dats wad he normally does...not most of the times but sumtimes. Ok, back 2 the story. As i wuz browsin, IT HAPPENED! The cat had finally been caught of guard. So my dad shocked it. And it went all crazy and ran wif massive speed(result of shock). So, of all the places 2 run through, it went straight 4 the wires. I didnt see wad wuz gonna happen until the cat finally collided wif the wires and pulled it wif masive force(still, result of shock) jus 2 get the hell away from my dad. My grip on the camera wuznt so tight so, well, IT FELL!!! LENS FIRST into the concrete floor. Well, not exactly concrete. Its Tarazo(howeva u spell it) but its the same hardness! When i picked it up, the lens wuz push in. Everytin else wuz ok but the MOST EXPENSIVE part in the camera.....the freakin LENS!!! Now why did it have 2 fall on the LENS!?? Why!??? My mom blamed it on the cat. Haha. Pure thing. She said "Darn dat cat!!! It cost me money 2 buy u (RM700) and now ur gonna cost me MORE money!??" Well, she said sumtin liddat. For ur information, the cost 2 repair the lense wuz actually the cost of 85% of the price of the whole camera so my dad ended up not sendin it 4 repair. Im still persuadin him 2 get a beta 1 but well, its been over a year since the incident. And now, my bro has a VIDEO CAM...which he is very possesive of. He's very possesive of most of his stuff. But dats him. Anyways, moral is, treasure sumtin while u have it coz u'll neva noe when ur gonna need it sum day. I noe it sounds corny but hei, it freakin sums up wad happened 2 me okay!!????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-110355865655189026?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/110355865655189026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=110355865655189026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/110355865655189026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/110355865655189026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2004/12/why-oh-why.html' title='Why oh why!!??'/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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-9409261.post-110230460140838671</id><published>2004-12-06T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T19:45:56.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I believe I can fly.....</title><content type='html'>Well, 2 day's the day im gonna fly. Fly straight 2 the sky....On an aeroplane of course. Im goin 2 the mandarin capital....yep, China. But the problem is, my mandarin's not dat gud. I mean, i can survive in Kuching wif dat level of mandarin(barely) but in China, well lets jus say a few weeks ago i heard them people from China speak their type of MANDARIN n i wuz like...wad de f***? Cud'nt even understand a word! Their version is like so accenty. Like them Bri'ish people and English. Well anyway, i'll try my luck at the bargaining pit but i bet im gonna get slaughtered and dat means.....CASH, AWAY!!! Hahahaha. And also, China is like, a so far away place. So dat means its gonna be a hell of a long time in the aeroplane 4 me. 13 Hours i think. Dats like half a day!!! Dats like watchin 6 movies in the cinema!!! It'll be the longest flight i've ever been in, in my entire life! Wonder how many food servings im gonna get in the plane.....Not 4gettin....its winter time now! So, im gonna be freezin my butt off. Actually dats de part im lookin forward 2. Hehe. Hei, u cant blame me. I've been livin in a country without snow 4 my whole life, so im jus a curious lil boy who wants 2 play in the snow. Wait, unless there's piss or shit on it, then im stayin away. Hehe. Anyways, im off in a few more hrs...n i'll only be back on the 14th so,....buh bye folks in Kch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-110230460140838671?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/110230460140838671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=110230460140838671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/110230460140838671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/110230460140838671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-believe-i-can-fly.html' title='I believe I can fly.....'/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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-9409261.post-110201713009316068</id><published>2004-12-03T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T11:52:10.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless....</title><content type='html'>Well, here i wuz, in my parent's room, once again. Usin the computer and internet sevice when i saw...wad made me both surprised and puzzled at the same time. My mum, who wuz walkin around the room just a few minutes ago, suddenly picked up my guitar and started playin it! Whoa. Now dat i DONT see everyday. Its like sumtin u see dat makes u use the "Now wad in the blazes in goin on?" line in ur head. Haha. I mean i've seen my dad pickin up the guitar and playin it once in a while if the guitar just happens to be there but neva my mum. Even now, she's playin it. Wierd thin is, she's playin it longer than my dad did. Hahahaha. Come 2 think of it, i neva saw my dad touch the guitar till dis year. I mean after i started takin lessons dat is...&lt;br /&gt;However, i cant seem 2 figure out wad song my mum is playin. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-110201713009316068?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/110201713009316068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=110201713009316068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/110201713009316068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/110201713009316068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2004/12/speechless.html' title='Speechless....'/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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-9409261.post-110191974186356271</id><published>2004-12-02T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T08:54:16.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now dat didnt end up well...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As u can c my 1st post didnt end up well. Haha. Pressed enter afta i finished typing my title. Waaad??? It wuz reflexes man. It didnt go thru my brain i tell ya. Just the hands. Its just the hands. Well, wad cud u expect from a 1st timer. Anyways, as i said before, im a lil 2 late in creating dis blog. Shuda did it lid when i wuz skoolin. I mean, before the holidays. Darn. Now those days were alot 2 tok about. The shoutings, the stuff flying around the class, the criticising, chemical mixing, board destroying....Aaa those were the days. It wud take a whole night and still, der wud be sumore left 2 tell. But, dats the past. A very crazy 1 when i come 2 think of it. Anyways, since...well, any1 can tell dat by lukin at my time, dat im sleepless. Dats right i cant sleep. I but i have 2. Coz i can hear ppl comin in and out of my parens room (Yes folks, im in my parents room. Hei, my com's spoilt ok???) callin me 2 hit the hay. Well, then dats wad i'll be doin. Dreamin wadeva crap dat comes into dis head of mine.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-110191974186356271?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/110191974186356271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=110191974186356271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/110191974186356271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/110191974186356271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2004/12/now-dat-didnt-end-up-well.html' title='Now dat didnt end up well...'/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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-9409261.post-110191805064984591</id><published>2004-12-01T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T08:20:50.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lil 2 late but alot 2 bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9409261-110191805064984591?l=beyondthelines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/feeds/110191805064984591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9409261&amp;postID=110191805064984591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/110191805064984591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9409261/posts/default/110191805064984591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondthelines.blogspot.com/2004/12/lil-2-late-but-alot-2-bored.html' title='A lil 2 late but alot 2 bored'/><author><name>Pui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09612193503841293781</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></feed>
