<?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-5379261378848157521</id><updated>2011-07-30T20:00:10.042+04:00</updated><category term='Videos'/><category term='MX&apos;s Car'/><category term='Dedications'/><category term='MX&apos;s Love Chronology'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Anger Management'/><category term='MX on Relationship'/><category term='Reunions'/><category term='Fuel Prices'/><category term='Movie Reviews'/><category term='Emo Moments'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Tributes'/><category term='Audio System'/><category term='Getaways'/><category term='Gadgets'/><category term='Advices'/><category term='Introductions'/><category term='Comedy'/><category term='Jokes'/><category term='Gatherings'/><category term='Politics'/><title type='text'>MX's Lair</title><subtitle type='html'>Where nothing else matters but Music &amp; Love..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>371</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-5134753675370961229</id><published>2011-07-07T21:49:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T22:25:46.780+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Love Chronology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Disappointment</title><content type='html'>Weird title, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 3 years or so, most, if not all of my posts were titled according to the songs in my playlist above. But nah, not this time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, yes.. Disappointment. The word pretty much spoke for itself, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Came back from Russia, unexpected reasons. Don't ask what, don't ask why. Continuing my studies here, but switched course altogether from Medical Degree to Bachelor in Psychology. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Got a part-time job at Kumon as a tutor. It never occurred to me that this very day will ever come where I'll end up teaching Mathematics to secondary school students. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. A new friend that I made at my new university apparently blocked &amp;amp; deleted me from Facebook, also stopped talking to me. Oh how nice, how hurtful that could be. What have I done, man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A new car, Proton Persona Elegance. (Not sure for how long I'd be owning this car this time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Bunch of bullshits that happened over the course of 8 months since I'm back till now. (Yes, I've been in Malaysia for almost a year, just don't ask why I never took my time to update this blog.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Moved houses 3 times since I came back till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Series of bad luck hitting me for the past 2 months, maybe earlier than that. I don't remember, I'm just feeling too miserable to remember when it all started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to list, but just can't do it right now. Gotta sleep. Working at 9 AM tomorrow. My next post? Probably after my exams (16th of July) or after my birthday. Things are still gonna be this miserable, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't Stop The Party - Black Eyed Peas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MX-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-5134753675370961229?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/5134753675370961229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=5134753675370961229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5134753675370961229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5134753675370961229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2011/07/disappointment.html' title='Disappointment'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-4720676664148922122</id><published>2010-10-18T03:53:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T03:56:41.853+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Like A G6</title><content type='html'>Well.. I don't actually know what to post here anymore.. Updates on my life? Very, very stressed out recently due to some life-changing decisions that I have to make.. Not sure which path should I take.. Anyway.. For those who are still following my blog loyally, I thank you.. Thanks to all, for your concern.. I'm fine, &amp;amp; blog will be updated pretty soon again.. Chill, enjoy the music..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like A G6 - Far East Movement feat. The Cataracs &amp;amp; Dev.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MX-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-4720676664148922122?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/4720676664148922122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=4720676664148922122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/4720676664148922122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/4720676664148922122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2010/10/like-g6.html' title='Like A G6'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-8849174992657726287</id><published>2010-05-28T23:30:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T03:13:43.273+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Big Sky</title><content type='html'>It feels like I'm wasting my life away... Slowly.. Very slowly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get all the motivation I need to start studying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John O'Callaghan feat Audrey Gallagher - Big Sky (Acoustic Mix).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MX-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-8849174992657726287?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/8849174992657726287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=8849174992657726287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/8849174992657726287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/8849174992657726287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2010/05/big-sky.html' title='Big Sky'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-9190880374575082034</id><published>2010-05-23T15:01:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T16:14:24.623+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger Management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advices'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedications'/><title type='text'>Grounds For Divorce</title><content type='html'>For the past few days I can't seem to focus on anything else except for one question; how much does a friendship worth? Is it still a wise move to do all your best to keep a friend who might not appreciate what you've done? Maybe, but then you have to start questioning yourself as well; in this age &amp;amp; time, would everything still be worthy? I hate the answer to this, but let's face it. Friendship now doesn't hold the same meaning as it once did a decade ago or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I saying this? Just look around you. Observe the people around you. What are they doing? Gossips, bad-mouthing, backstabbing.. You name it. All the sort of shits they're willing to do to make themselves look good &amp;amp; noble. And guess what? They are your friends, too. These infidels.. They deserve no better treatment than being torched &amp;amp; burned alive. Even Hell is too good for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times I find myself stumbling over the same situation over &amp;amp; over again; is he/she worth forgiving? Will he/she repeat his/her mistakes again? Well then, I just got my perfect solid answer lately. Forgiveness shouldn't be given more than once. Why? Let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think. In a situation where you've just got backstabbed by a friend, what would you do? Maybe you'll confront this friend. Or maybe you might do the same back to him/her. But let's say you made the smarter decision &amp;amp; you chose to confront him/her, which indirectly portrayed the fact that you knew about him/her backstabbing you. What would this person do? Seek for forgiveness? Maybe. And let's say he's forgiven. Let's say you really don't wanna lose this friend of yours. How can you possibly tell that he/she won't do it again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, it all comes down to your trust. How much do you trust him/her in the first place to forgive him? And if you do trust this person a lot, then what would you do when he did it again? Do you still forgive him? I saw myself forgiving someone twice, but then this person wanted to prove me wrong. Twice, my friend, is more than enough to erase all my hopes &amp;amp; trust on you. You've been a good friend, but that's as far and as much as you can go and as you are. I'm truly disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned this lesson the hard way. It also somehow affected the way I appreciate my friends. Some friends are worth being treated better than others, some are not. You managed to camouflage yourself within the people I trust. And this is the end of it. You know what they say about backstabbers like this; t&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;hey put on a front that appears accommodating, loyal, and yes, even sacrificial. Then, without warning, they raise their knife, and by the time you see the glint of the blade, it's almost always too late. It is a little too late. Too late for you to repent. And because there is a larger awareness that transcends time and space, an awareness is available after death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful. Re-evaluate the points that you are looking for in a friend, and sort them out. Keep what you need, get rid of those you don't. It is difficult, but it can be done. In all likelihood, backstabbers are quite pleasant and supportive on the surface. But that's a mask. Remember, that friendship is not capable of ending, for if it ends it is only because it never existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, of course. Never ever try to become a hypocrite by attacking other people personally if you wish to protect yourself. It's a waste of time, and you're dragging yourself down to their filthy level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought I could trust you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elbow - Grounds For Divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MX-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-9190880374575082034?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/9190880374575082034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=9190880374575082034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/9190880374575082034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/9190880374575082034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2010/05/grounds-for-divorce.html' title='Grounds For Divorce'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-8331718445922890664</id><published>2010-05-18T01:03:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T02:31:54.446+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Always</title><content type='html'>Currently trying to save as much as I can, &amp;amp; to be honest I've not been withdrawing any cash for a month plus or so. Why? Simple. To save for a cheapo 2nd hand car when I'm back in Malaysia for holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember the last time I brought a bottle of water to class from home. I don't even do that in secondary school. Well, maybe I did... In Secondary 1 or 2? Saving &amp;amp; squeezing every single last рубль that I can find in my wallet &amp;amp; my room to last me till the end of next month. It's hard, I know, but I have to suffer. So.. Yeah. A hard practice for a shopaholic like me. Bought a 500 руб shirt from Zara 3 weeks ago, regretted it ever since. Why? I love that shirt very much, but if I were to save that 500 руб I could've used it to pay for 1 week worth of groceries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang on in there, MX... Just a month plus more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon Jovi - Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MX-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-8331718445922890664?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/8331718445922890664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=8331718445922890664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/8331718445922890664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/8331718445922890664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2010/05/always.html' title='Always'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-5298069178492298951</id><published>2010-05-11T04:04:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T04:05:19.522+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Wanna Miss A Thing</title><content type='html'>Right now.. At this very moment.. I wish you're by my side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aerosmith - I Don't Wanna Miss A Thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MX-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-5298069178492298951?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/5298069178492298951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=5298069178492298951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5298069178492298951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5298069178492298951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-dont-wanna-miss-thing.html' title='I Don&apos;t Wanna Miss A Thing'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-2559208134291861380</id><published>2010-05-08T04:25:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T04:37:43.446+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>Maestro</title><content type='html'>I've never once failed tearing whenever I watch Ip Man. Call me a strong Chinese, but the storyline really managed to touch my heart deep down under, a place where no other movies or stories could possibly reach. It must have been the umpteenth time that I watched the first Ip Man, but it never fails to amuse me &amp;amp; give me the same sense of pride, amour-propre. The dignity, the gratification of being a Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to watch Ip Man 2, most probably when I return to Malaysia for summer holidays. I hope it packs the same kind of punch &amp;amp; awe as it's prequel. Definitely a movie that should not be missed by my fellow Chinese friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenji Kawai - Maestro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MX-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-2559208134291861380?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/2559208134291861380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=2559208134291861380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2559208134291861380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2559208134291861380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2010/05/maestro.html' title='Maestro'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-6805092908396782889</id><published>2010-04-28T20:00:00.006+04:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T20:58:08.272+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tributes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedications'/><title type='text'>一路向北</title><content type='html'>Here's the video.. A promise that I made to myself &amp;amp; my car.. It's not that well made, but still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you'll be wasting 12 minutes 33 seconds of your life watching this, then don't watch it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you feel my pain &amp;amp; share my sadness, then go on.. I promise it will not be disappointing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4f8095e10861f03" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D04f8095e10861f03%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099572%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3F745DE3EBBD1C0B06168FA0843C38FD487BF988.7C3AB00A28A69319141F37D946C188C6E38CD61D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4f8095e10861f03%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DY-w3fYQyhnMlOmgS8WSInqUnWNE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D04f8095e10861f03%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099572%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3F745DE3EBBD1C0B06168FA0843C38FD487BF988.7C3AB00A28A69319141F37D946C188C6E38CD61D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4f8095e10861f03%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DY-w3fYQyhnMlOmgS8WSInqUnWNE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that's left of you.. Memories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know.. I've featured this song over &amp;amp; over again on my blog.. But it just can't seem to die off.. 2669's signature song, I guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay Chou - 一路向北 ( Yi Lu Xiang Bei ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MX-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S.- Correction to Kelvin Chan's number plate, WKF 5017. Sorry for the mistake, took me 5 hours to make this video &amp;amp; I was sleepy at the end of it. Peace.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-6805092908396782889?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/6805092908396782889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=6805092908396782889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/6805092908396782889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/6805092908396782889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='一路向北'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-566690542943777617</id><published>2010-04-25T21:55:00.011+04:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T08:59:43.999+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedications'/><title type='text'>Ride</title><content type='html'>Alrite, some real-time updates from me. Some very very sad stories, real de-motivators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one of the biggest factor of my emo-ness, sadness &amp;amp; disappointment &amp;amp; the only one I wanna emphasize on right now (unfortunately), is... Well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever that's left of WRG 2669 remains history &amp;amp; memories. Yes, thats right. I've lost my beloved Myvi. No, it didn't end up in an accident. It's just...sold. My parents sold it. I'm utterly devastated by the news delivered by my mom, and I still am. Memories remains memories, that car have strived on with me through much joy &amp;amp; pain, happiness &amp;amp; sadness, saved my life not once, not twice, but many many times. The near-death experience at Karak highway. The accident at Pekeliling. Another accident I've escaped, together with my car, unharmed &amp;amp; unscratched on MRR2. The escape from being robbed by Mat Rempits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the emo moments spent with my car.. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is dedicated to my beloved WRG 2669. All that I can save from my car is a Rockford Fosgate woofer &amp;amp; an Adam's amplifier, and they shall remain with me no matter what car I will be driving in the future, as a homage to my first car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/S9SIq3Ew6zI/AAAAAAAAB3c/8nWEEhkSN6Y/s1600/DSC00563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/S9SIq3Ew6zI/AAAAAAAAB3c/8nWEEhkSN6Y/s400/DSC00563.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464142517827070770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been days since I last had a proper meal or sleep. Seriously, it affected me that badly. It's 4 more days to the car's 2nd birthday.. 4 days.. People that were with me throughout the 2 years of me owning the car knows how much I love it.. I've lost an encouraging factor of my life, I've lost my mean of transportation, I've lost the only one that I can depend on when all else fails, when all else disappoints me..&lt;br /&gt;When I'm at the emo-est state, it was the car that accompanied me through the nights of KL roads.. My pride, my soul, my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of my friends said that I'm too exaggerating at expressing my loss.. I don't blame them, cos they view cars as only a way of getting around.. Heck, many of them don't even maintain their cars themselves.. I've been spending so much time with my car till I've formed an emotional bond with it, till I can feel every pulse of the car's life, forecasting every single problem it had.. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I.. I'm sorry for letting you get through your birthday alone.. Probably with someone else, a new owner perhaps.. I hope that he/she will take good care of you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/S9SSL_IXcTI/AAAAAAAAB30/Ye8P1V9WpbA/s1600/DSC00134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/S9SSL_IXcTI/AAAAAAAAB30/Ye8P1V9WpbA/s400/DSC00134.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464152982529995058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In memory of MX's WRG 2669, 29/4/2008 - 22/4/2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make a video/photo montage to honour &amp;amp; as a remembrance to my beloved car.. Check back on his birthday, if you guys would..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cary Brothers - Ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MX-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-566690542943777617?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/566690542943777617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=566690542943777617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/566690542943777617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/566690542943777617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2010/04/ride.html' title='Ride'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/S9SIq3Ew6zI/AAAAAAAAB3c/8nWEEhkSN6Y/s72-c/DSC00563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-2621241935006279667</id><published>2010-04-14T04:17:00.006+04:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T07:01:40.958+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger Management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Let Go</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure what I'm doing. Sure, we all have our own problems once in a while, &amp;amp; I'm not exempted from this. Yeah, some matters going on. Some.. things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It actually bothers me so much till I can't actually sit down &amp;amp; start studying for Chemistry. And I wonder why do they introduce Chemistry in M.D.? It doesn't make any sense to me at all.. Well perhaps it does, but I just can't see the point of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459822528093283074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/S8UvqXOs4wI/AAAAAAAAB3U/uQC2PscpCdI/s400/31.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, alrite.. Here's a confession. I... I never really liked Chemistry. No. I just can't find my interest in it. Some things happened in the past, &amp;amp; my Chemistry teacher was really harsh with me. So.. Yeah, I don't wanna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all these distractions right now doesn't help in any way to stimulate my already resisting brain into studying Chemistry. The on-going problems that I'm having, my sudden crave for CSI N.Y., &amp;amp; the whole holiday thing.. Can anyone please put me back on track &amp;amp; at least allow me to complete my Chemistry examinations first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do.. Tried forcing myself to study, but it just wont work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul Van Dyk feat. Rea Garvey - Let Go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MX-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-2621241935006279667?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/2621241935006279667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=2621241935006279667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2621241935006279667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2621241935006279667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2010/04/let-go.html' title='Let Go'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/S8UvqXOs4wI/AAAAAAAAB3U/uQC2PscpCdI/s72-c/31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-6541188066883316528</id><published>2010-03-31T01:33:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T02:03:58.962+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Lullaby</title><content type='html'>I don't know if the recent Moscow Metro bombing changed the way I think, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss home. I miss Malaysia. I miss driving around with no particular directions. I miss going to the &lt;i&gt;pasar malam &lt;/i&gt; every Thursday at Sri Rampai. Most importantly, I miss the peace &amp;amp; care-free life that I once had. I was able to do anything I like, anytime I want back at home. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a distinctive smell, Malaysian smell, I presume..  Missed that too. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm homesick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Republic - Lullaby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MX-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-6541188066883316528?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/6541188066883316528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=6541188066883316528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/6541188066883316528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/6541188066883316528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2010/03/lullaby.html' title='Lullaby'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-5735686410861511216</id><published>2010-03-29T19:05:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T19:36:42.335+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tributes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedications'/><title type='text'>Get Lifted</title><content type='html'>7:56 A.M. - Lubyanka Metro station was bombed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.37 A.M. - Park Kultury station was bombed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both, in a single day. Yes, this morning. I couldn't imagine what would life be like for me. They said that attacks on the minorities &amp;amp; foreigners may start soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Moscow Metro system is undoubtedly the most popular &amp;amp; frequently used form of public transportation in Moscow due to it's accessibility and low cost. The bombings were carried out during rush hour. Both bombs were detonated as the train arrived &amp;amp; the doors were opening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least my sense of safety &amp;amp; security did not failed me &amp;amp; proved itself right. I'm not being paranoid, I'm just extra careful. Every single time I board a Metro, I'd take the hassle to walk to the very end to board the last car of the train, for safety reasons. Bombings often happen in the middle or front of the train, but never the back as it would be pointless. True enough, both the bombing incidents today took place in the second cars on both occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 30 March 2010 is declared as the Day of Mourning for the victims of the bombings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May peace be with those who didn't made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamui - Get Lifted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MX-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-5735686410861511216?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/5735686410861511216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=5735686410861511216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5735686410861511216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5735686410861511216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2010/03/get-lifted.html' title='Get Lifted'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-2003675973105764983</id><published>2010-03-29T01:27:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T01:30:57.857+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Autumn</title><content type='html'>I've not checked my own blog close to a month, &amp;amp; I was in for a little surprise. 200 thousand views?I'm not sure what made it skyrocket that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having my emo moment right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul Van Dyk - Autumn (Radio Edit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MX-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-2003675973105764983?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/2003675973105764983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=2003675973105764983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2003675973105764983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2003675973105764983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2010/03/autumn.html' title='Autumn'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-5002745586143661435</id><published>2010-03-06T14:33:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T14:54:54.441+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Tik Tok</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I have 3 days of holidays (Saturday, Sunday &amp;amp; Monday), with Monday being The International Women's Day. Whatever. I've got exams coming up, with anatomy being the most stressful &amp;amp; depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parts of skull to read &amp;amp; memorize:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os frontale&lt;br /&gt;Tuber frontale&lt;br /&gt;Sutura internasalis&lt;br /&gt;Margo orbitalis&lt;br /&gt;Sutura coronalis&lt;div&gt;Os parietale&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Facies orbitalis ossis frontalis&lt;br /&gt;Sutura sphenozygomatica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sutura frontozygomatica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Facies orbitalis alae major ossis sphenoidalis&lt;br /&gt;Sutura sphenofrontalis&lt;br /&gt;Apertura piriformis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Os zygomaticum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sutua zygomaticomaxillaris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Concha nasalis inferior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spina nasalis anterior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Protuberantia mentalis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sutura intermaxillaris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lamina perpendicularis ossis ethmoidalis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vomer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Facies orbitalis maxillae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fissura orbitalis inferior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fissura orbitalis superior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Processus zygomaticus ossis frontalis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Palatum osseum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foramen incisivum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sutura palatina mediana (Sutura interpalatina)&lt;br /&gt;Processus palatinus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lamina horizontalis ossis palatini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lamina medialis processus pterygoidei&lt;br /&gt;Lamina lateralis processus pterygoidei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fossa infratemporalis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foramen ovale&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foramen lacerum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foramen spinosum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foramen rotundum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Synchrondosis sphenooccipitalis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuberculum pharyngeum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Processus mastoideus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fissura petrooccipitalis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crista occipitalis externa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crista occipitalis interna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Linea nuchalis inferior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Linea nuchalis superior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Incisura mastoidea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Processus styloideus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Canalis caroticus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arcus zygomaticus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foramen stylomastoideum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not done yet, and the list goes on.. There are probably more than a hundred names that are NOT in the list..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the clock ticks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tik Tok (Instrumental) - Ke$ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-5002745586143661435?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/5002745586143661435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=5002745586143661435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5002745586143661435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5002745586143661435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2010/03/tik-tok.html' title='Tik Tok'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-1504278624952007508</id><published>2010-03-04T00:50:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T01:17:41.561+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger Management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Heads Will Roll</title><content type='html'>Kentucky Fried Cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, tell me how stupid is the education system here in Russia, or at least in my university. For those who thought Malaysian education system sucks, think again. This is a real story, real experience by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the &lt;i&gt;dekanat &lt;/i&gt;today, or Dean's office, to get permission to sit for some papers that I missed when I went back to Malaysia last month. Sounds OK to you guys? Let me tell you all exactly what happened, &amp;amp; the stupidity of the system here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In order for sit for missed papers from last semester, I will need the Dean's approval. Sounds fair. But wait, there's more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Dean's office is open only on Mondays, Wednesdays &amp;amp; Fridays, from 3 PM to 5 PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Waited in line for 2 hours for the Dean to settle 5 students with the same issue before it's my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. OK, so I've gotten the permission to sit for 5 papers. After I've passed these papers, I will have to return to the Dean's office (which indirectly means the repetition of No. 2 &amp;amp; 3) to receive a signature from him, certifying that I've passed all 5 papers just so that I can sit for the 6th and final paper, which is a ridiculous paper of 5 multiple choice questions. The questions are absurd. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. After I've passed the 6th paper, I will need to return to the Dean's office, AGAIN, to receive a signature &amp;amp; stamp from the Dean as a verification that I've completed my papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crappy, isn't it? A friend that had a pending paper went to the &lt;i&gt;dekanat &lt;/i&gt;with me today &amp;amp; queued for two hours just to be told to come back on Friday. Not to mention too, that the Vice Dean's attitude is crappy &amp;amp; sarcastic as hell, &amp;amp; that he's always late to the office. And oh, they have this 'Russians first' practice too. It doesn't matter if the line is 2 miles long; as long as you're Russian, you don't have to queue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heads Will Roll - Yeah Yeah Yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MX-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-1504278624952007508?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/1504278624952007508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=1504278624952007508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/1504278624952007508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/1504278624952007508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2010/03/heads-will-roll.html' title='Heads Will Roll'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-4801088115130267910</id><published>2010-02-26T02:17:00.010+03:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T03:22:53.244+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advices'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Boulevard Of Broken Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Stereotype. What else can I possibly blog about on this one? I've blogged about it before, &amp;amp; I'm here again to express my dissatisfaction about stereotypical thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has gotta start from where I'm living now. I'm so distraught by the fact that whenever people think of Russians, images of mafias &amp;amp; crimes are perpetuated &amp;amp; projected directly into their heads. Come on. Russia is not that bad, although I do admit that crime rates are sky high and they aren't exactly that friendly. But hey, that doesn't mean that they're all born with evil intentions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you would just pay a little bit of attention into the media, you'll realise what's going on. Films, especially. I've noticed this for quite some time. For countless number of times I've set foot into the cinema, expecting great action films. And guess what? Hey, the bad guy is Russian again. Casino Royale? Le Chiffre, treasurer of a Soviet-backed trade union. Quantum of Solace? Yusef Kabira, Kazan, Russia. Universal Soldier? General Boris, Russian. The Spy Next Door? Poldark, Russian. Even the latest, most anticipated sequel to Iron Man, the Iron Man 2; Whiplash is a Russian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not went back to Malaysia just to catch myself sitting in a cinema with the antagonist speaking Russian. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another ranting post of mine. Sorry if I've offended anyone with what I've said here, but sometimes things are not what you think they are. Do absolutely not believe in any rumours that people are spreading, not until you get the first hand information yourself, not until you've experienced what it's really like. Or perhaps, I should say that I'm starting to blend in &amp;amp; get used to the life of an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;inostranets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;иностранец) / (foreigner). Gotta learn how to live life the Moscovites' way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, just for laugh gags. Someone commented on a torrent page, and a fellow user responded in a rather funny way. Hope this makes your day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238);font-family:Georgia,serif;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/S4cTn-4pnrI/AAAAAAAAB3M/Ypw_PC6V4lU/s1600-h/whydontyalearnenglish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/S4cTn-4pnrI/AAAAAAAAB3M/Ypw_PC6V4lU/s400/whydontyalearnenglish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442340252316966578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Boulevard of Broken Dreams - Gregorian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MX-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-4801088115130267910?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/4801088115130267910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=4801088115130267910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/4801088115130267910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/4801088115130267910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2010/02/boulevard-of-broken-dreams.html' title='Boulevard Of Broken Dreams'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/S4cTn-4pnrI/AAAAAAAAB3M/Ypw_PC6V4lU/s72-c/whydontyalearnenglish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-571489111652164491</id><published>2010-02-23T01:02:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T20:13:29.542+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedications'/><title type='text'>Jump</title><content type='html'>It's Russia's Men's Day today. Well.. I'm not exactly the type that cares whenever this kind of shit goes on. No, not at all. Men's Day? Let it be. I'm only setting my eyes on the two sumptuous days of holidays. Monday &amp;amp; Tuesday, two of the busiest days in my timetable. And I'm off the hook for this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men's Day? More like Testosterone Day or Gay Day, I presume? I don't care. It's a holiday. And holidays are meant to be enjoyed. Or so I thought. I've been missing out a lot in my studies, it's time to catch up &amp;amp; I've got tons &amp;amp; tons of studying to do. Which means... My holidays = GONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go fuck yourself. Go drink all you want &amp;amp; smoke your fermented shit. Stop the fucking bother me. You know who you are. I don't need you here spoiling my life. I've had enough. I'm tired enough with every single shit that's going on around me, and I don't need you to make it worse for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jump - Flo Rida feat. Nelly Furtado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MX-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-571489111652164491?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/571489111652164491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=571489111652164491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/571489111652164491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/571489111652164491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2010/02/jump.html' title='Jump'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-2875251079943368836</id><published>2010-02-17T01:01:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T01:40:09.353+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Get Shaky</title><content type='html'>An all-white Chinese New Year. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/S3sYMSAj0gI/AAAAAAAAB20/oRT9DqmrvGE/s1600-h/Photo103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/S3sYMSAj0gI/AAAAAAAAB20/oRT9DqmrvGE/s400/Photo103.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438967574251688450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complexity &amp;amp; depression invades my mind now. I wonder why. Something bothers me, but I don't know what exactly it is. It's complicated. I feel emotionally pulverized. The feeling of un-belonging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single time I board a Moscow Metro train now, I feel it. It's a form of excitement that gets me nowhere. Ah, finally. A proper elaboration of my feelings. Yes, it's the very same excitement that I get when I was on my way back to Malaysia about a month ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I flip open my wallet, I see those U.S. Dollars &amp;amp; Euros neatly arranged next to the local currency here, I get that stinging sensation on my heart. I see home. I see my family, my friends, my lover. How is that possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/S3seZBMmIEI/AAAAAAAAB28/o_BqT4rsxSQ/s1600-h/Photo115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/S3seZBMmIEI/AAAAAAAAB28/o_BqT4rsxSQ/s400/Photo115.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438974390146834498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I homesick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get Shaky - The Ian  Carey Project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MX-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-2875251079943368836?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/2875251079943368836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=2875251079943368836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2875251079943368836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2875251079943368836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2010/02/get-shaky.html' title='Get Shaky'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/S3sYMSAj0gI/AAAAAAAAB20/oRT9DqmrvGE/s72-c/Photo103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-6393934128414441882</id><published>2010-02-12T14:55:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T05:12:40.828+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tributes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reunions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Love Chronology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedications'/><title type='text'>I Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I was back in Malaysia for about 3 weeks. Yeah. For those who I didn't manage to contact or meet up with while I was back, I'm sorry. I couldn't blog to announce my return as I couldn't go online. Life pretty much sucked when there's no Internet, but the food &amp;amp; company of friends back there... That pretty much sums up everything. Heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flew with Etihad Airways this time back to Malaysia. The seat configurations were much better than Emirates', &amp;amp; the take offs &amp;amp; landings were silky smooth. One of the best airlines I've took, definitely. It felt good to be home. Home sweet home. Friends everywhere.. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year is around the corner. But this year it's simply different; something new for me. Chinese New Year without family members.. And Chinese New Year celebrated at -10'C.. Usually it's somewhere hot for me, but this year it's just cold.. Pure cold.. Not to mention that the Chinese New Year this year fell on the same day as Valentine's.. Oh, my Valentine.. Chinese New Year &amp;amp; Valentine's spent alone in a cold, far away land? That sucks badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm skipping topics here, feeling completely random. Learned a new Russian proverb from my Chemistry lecturer, which sounded quite true to me.. Чем меньше знаешь, лучше спишь, or translated as 'the less you know, the better you sleep'. Sometimes there are some things that we shouldn't even find out in the first place. These could be agonizing facts, unfair truths, evil plans... They could be anything. From a heart-breaking fact to spoiling a carefully planned surprise, finding out the truth could really bring one all sorts of miseries. And sometimes, it's not worth looking back &amp;amp; wondering why some things are the way they are now... Finding out only amplifies the pain, &amp;amp; by doing so we're being our own silent assassins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... Happy Chinese New Year, again.. May ya'll have a prosperous new tiger year.. For those expecting a child anytime this year, wish you have a healthy baby. For those who are having exams, wish you luck in passing with flying colours. For those in a relationship, wish you happiness with the one you love. For those who are striving hard at everything else, I wish you all the best in everything you do. Happy Valentine's Day, to my beloved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Remember - deadmau5 feat. Kaskade&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MX-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-6393934128414441882?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/6393934128414441882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=6393934128414441882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/6393934128414441882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/6393934128414441882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-remember.html' title='I Remember'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-6240000049634699277</id><published>2009-12-29T02:23:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T02:55:25.084+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tributes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedications'/><title type='text'>One Safe Place</title><content type='html'>Year 2009 is coming to an end in a few days' time.. Sad, isn't it? We've seen many progresses this year, &amp;amp; of course, some positive things that happened to me. I'm sure 2009 isn't exactly a bad year for everyone, right? Hopes &amp;amp; dreams came true for some of us, others excel brilliantly in the things they do. But, of course, we should not forget about sad, important incidents that happened. Incidents that would teach us how to appreciate things better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sylvester Liew Kah Hoe.. I'm sure that you've been a pillar of strength for many, especially loved ones.. Your sudden absence drowned all of them &amp;amp; left them enshrouded in darkness. Your presence will definitely be missed by family members, friends &amp;amp; relatives. As their guardian angel, you shall be watching from above &amp;amp; continue to guide them out of their misery &amp;amp; despair. We thank you for all that you've been, &amp;amp; all that you'll continue to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad things aside.. New Year is coming!! I wonder what the New Year celebrations in Moscow will be like.. Anyway, I'd like to wish everyone a very Happy New Year.. 2010 will definitely be another year filled with challenges, but we shall overcome them without fear &amp;amp; prosper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the anatomy department today, managed to snap some pics of the limbs that we were studying about. If you have a weak stomach, I suggest you stop right here &amp;amp; do not proceed. Otherwise, you're welcome to take a look at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzlD7_6wflI/AAAAAAAAB2k/RWnCQRlZUpY/s1600-h/Photo003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzlD7_6wflI/AAAAAAAAB2k/RWnCQRlZUpY/s400/Photo003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420438324566326866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what we study in anatomy department..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzlD7sIv06I/AAAAAAAAB2c/AqqlMkT0kIg/s1600-h/Photo006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzlD7sIv06I/AAAAAAAAB2c/AqqlMkT0kIg/s400/Photo006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420438319256294306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bak Kut Teh, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzlD7WU0peI/AAAAAAAAB2U/JMkKRe34wN4/s1600-h/Photo004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzlD7WU0peI/AAAAAAAAB2U/JMkKRe34wN4/s400/Photo004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420438313401361890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A hand with ligaments still intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzlD68OIBFI/AAAAAAAAB2M/qUnKOQy-DWc/s1600-h/Photo005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzlD68OIBFI/AAAAAAAAB2M/qUnKOQy-DWc/s400/Photo005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420438306393949266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam, posing with the hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There're also brains &amp;amp; hearts, but we didn't get a chance to meddle with them yet.. Soon, maybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's holidays are gonna be really, really busy for me. I have to study for the up &amp;amp; coming exams, which really sucks. Sigh.. Wish life is way more simple than this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An early New Year wish from me.. Happy New Year, folks.. Not sure when is the next post going to be up, but do check back soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Safe Place - Mark Cohn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MX-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-6240000049634699277?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/6240000049634699277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=6240000049634699277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/6240000049634699277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/6240000049634699277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-safe-place.html' title='One Safe Place'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzlD7_6wflI/AAAAAAAAB2k/RWnCQRlZUpY/s72-c/Photo003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-7344209151916617634</id><published>2009-12-25T06:13:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T06:38:25.592+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tributes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedications'/><title type='text'>What About Us</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzQu-utTR2I/AAAAAAAAB1M/yadA2dmAtPI/s1600-h/DSC00969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzQu-utTR2I/AAAAAAAAB1M/yadA2dmAtPI/s400/DSC00969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419007906858354530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and that life, will not be fulfilling &amp;amp; compelling without all the little details completing it. That life is made of all the little things. Small, equally important things that will accumulate to be the origin, the base of living things. To me, Christmas is yet another day of self-expression. Express your appreciation of the people around you. Express your feelings towards the one you love. Be yourself, express your emotions. It's a beautiful flask, and despite some appropriate but error-ish engravements at the bottom of the flask, it's still a beautiful present, and the best that one could get for Christmas. Well, at least that's what I thought. Thanks, for the vodka flask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzQu-1k1snI/AAAAAAAAB1U/DQJeoiA-rBM/s1600-h/DSC00970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzQu-1k1snI/AAAAAAAAB1U/DQJeoiA-rBM/s400/DSC00970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419007908701909618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Ethan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzQu_CJZiuI/AAAAAAAAB1c/5pUIX7dn2gg/s1600-h/DSC00974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzQu_CJZiuI/AAAAAAAAB1c/5pUIX7dn2gg/s400/DSC00974.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419007912076479202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minor, forgivable mistakes that carries a deep meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzQu_twM0EI/AAAAAAAAB1k/estPBbeZSLg/s1600-h/DSC00976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzQu_twM0EI/AAAAAAAAB1k/estPBbeZSLg/s400/DSC00976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419007923781947458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This shall be one of the most precious among gifts &amp;amp; presents given by friends &amp;amp; family. I appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What About Us - ATB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-7344209151916617634?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/7344209151916617634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=7344209151916617634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/7344209151916617634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/7344209151916617634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-forever.html' title='What About Us'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzQu-utTR2I/AAAAAAAAB1M/yadA2dmAtPI/s72-c/DSC00969.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-2123577685229028027</id><published>2009-12-24T04:37:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T05:07:56.569+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tributes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getaways'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedications'/><title type='text'>The Technicolor Phase</title><content type='html'>Ahh.. Christmas Eve.. How are you going to enjoy this very special day? Perhaps going on a shopping spree, or spend the night partying into Christmas Day. Whatever you do, I'm here to wish ya'll a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bit of interesting facts on myself; I've been spending at least, if my calculations are correct, 5 past consecutive Christmases &amp;amp; New Year's Days in Singapore. For the first time in 5 years, and the first time in my life, I'm celebrating Christmas away from family members, alone, on a faraway land. It's kinda lonely, I know. Spending Christmas Eve &amp;amp; Christmas Day sleeping &amp;amp; studying in my room seems &amp;amp; sounds like a pathetic method of self-isolation on a supposedly jolly &amp;amp; enjoyable day. But I can't go anywhere. I can't do anything without cash. Poor me. POOR, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've received an early Christmas present from Ethan. Although I already knew what is inside that wrapping paper without peeking, I'll wait till tonight before opening it. It's gonna be nice. It's gonna be fun. It's something that I've always been looking &amp;amp; dreading for, but I just can't seem to find it anywhere in Malaysia. Thank you, Ethan Alistair Hon Kit Mun. LoL. Check back tomorrow morning for pics on the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitting the hay soon, just wanna wish my folks, friends &amp;amp; family members, &amp;amp; especially you.. Merry Christmas, &amp;amp; Happy New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Technicolor Phase - Owl City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-2123577685229028027?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/2123577685229028027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=2123577685229028027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2123577685229028027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2123577685229028027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/12/technicolor-phase.html' title='The Technicolor Phase'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-5652707971609170847</id><published>2009-12-23T08:13:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T05:04:07.854+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getaways'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>2 - 1</title><content type='html'>Not a big deal or something juicy to me, but it is something related to the blog, to my blog. Gotta announce it anyway. MySpace bought imeem. Previous playlist from imeem no longer working on this blog. Playlist replaced. Playlist now from MixPod. That's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and I haven't exactly took pics of Red Square in snow yet. Went there last Saturday, it was closed &amp;amp; locked to the public, not sure for what valid reasons. But I did take some photos while walking to the campus a few days ago, in the morning, in the snow. Emo life? Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzGqMCFD01I/AAAAAAAABz8/oAecCswJH7U/s1600-h/DSC00953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzGqMCFD01I/AAAAAAAABz8/oAecCswJH7U/s400/DSC00953.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418298950396662610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's snowing. Pic taken with flash on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzGqMjzAxsI/AAAAAAAAB0E/PAWarCC2VfM/s1600-h/DSC00954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzGqMjzAxsI/AAAAAAAAB0E/PAWarCC2VfM/s400/DSC00954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418298959447770818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzGqM2qMRtI/AAAAAAAAB0M/ik1WIlsWLfc/s1600-h/DSC00955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzGqM2qMRtI/AAAAAAAAB0M/ik1WIlsWLfc/s400/DSC00955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418298964511049426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sidewalks covered in snow. Cars covered in snow. Roads covered in snow. Everwhere is just white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzGqNDT8QTI/AAAAAAAAB0U/IaHsimivADs/s1600-h/DSC00957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzGqNDT8QTI/AAAAAAAAB0U/IaHsimivADs/s400/DSC00957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418298967907385650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Traffic light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzGqNnwe_HI/AAAAAAAAB0c/H176kv-cacU/s1600-h/DSC00958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzGqNnwe_HI/AAAAAAAAB0c/H176kv-cacU/s400/DSC00958.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418298977690778738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzGrBf6ut5I/AAAAAAAAB0k/FikBtQ26DuE/s1600-h/DSC00962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzGrBf6ut5I/AAAAAAAAB0k/FikBtQ26DuE/s400/DSC00962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418299868939466642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stopped by Perekrestok, the 24 Hr. mart to get something light for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzGrB4QvLQI/AAAAAAAAB0s/nWXANkJlIZ0/s1600-h/DSC00964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzGrB4QvLQI/AAAAAAAAB0s/nWXANkJlIZ0/s400/DSC00964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418299875474222338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inches-thick snow forming a blanket over the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzGrCdPgM1I/AAAAAAAAB00/TXJ5S_8w-U4/s1600-h/DSC00965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzGrCdPgM1I/AAAAAAAAB00/TXJ5S_8w-U4/s400/DSC00965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418299885401158482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzGrCkhgVJI/AAAAAAAAB08/YR5RnDeoHi8/s1600-h/DSC00966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzGrCkhgVJI/AAAAAAAAB08/YR5RnDeoHi8/s400/DSC00966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418299887355712658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Campus, from a different angle. Yes, that is a Christmas tree in front of the main entrance. How thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzGrCyitjdI/AAAAAAAAB1E/qE5rAkPpGIE/s1600-h/DSC00967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzGrCyitjdI/AAAAAAAAB1E/qE5rAkPpGIE/s400/DSC00967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418299891118869970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Groupmates, in front of the Morphology Department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold? A little. But I just dont find a purpose in wearing those long johns brought all the way from Malaysia. It's not that cold. Really. -28'C sounds a little absurd, but it's not cold at all. The wind, however, is the main culprit. Having cold air around you, and having cold air blowing directly at you are two different situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to continue the post for today. Let's just see if I'll be going to Red Square tomorrow, but the truth is I'm feeling extraordinarily lazy to even set my right foot out of my room. The nice, cold &amp;amp; comfortable weather is causing that. You can't blame me for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First the Earth was flat&lt;br /&gt;But it fattened up when we didn't fall off&lt;br /&gt;Now we spin laps around the Sun&lt;br /&gt;Oh the gods lost 2-1&lt;br /&gt;The host of Heaven pointed out to us from light years away&lt;br /&gt;We're surrounded by a billion galaxies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are not always, things are not always how they seem&lt;br /&gt;Will you be ready (will you be ready?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interim of life has got you tiptoed and pinning all your hopes on the top dog of dreams&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone in this&lt;br /&gt;The polyfilla way looks strong in the weakness of the gaps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are not always, things are not always how they seem&lt;br /&gt;They don't turn out always, don't quite turn out always how we think&lt;br /&gt;Will we be ready (will we be ready?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to know what's in your head&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to know how it all got in there&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to know, to help make some sense of it all&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to know, tell me is it my fault?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I care about you darling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I care about you&lt;br /&gt;Course I care about you&lt;br /&gt;More than anyone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are not always, things are not always how they seem&lt;br /&gt;They don't turn out always, don't quite turn out always how we think&lt;br /&gt;Will we be ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - 1 - Imogen Heap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-5652707971609170847?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/5652707971609170847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=5652707971609170847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5652707971609170847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5652707971609170847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/12/2-1.html' title='2 - 1'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SzGqMCFD01I/AAAAAAAABz8/oAecCswJH7U/s72-c/DSC00953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-9106243933577407565</id><published>2009-12-06T04:52:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T06:49:54.025+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gatherings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Sexy Bitch</title><content type='html'>Ignore the title for this post, for once. I'm feeling very very ecstatic &amp;amp; delirious from the amount of torture &amp;amp; pressure that I'm currently going through. I've had exams &amp;amp; tests 3 weeks in a row, &amp;amp; I'm not getting any breaks yet. Still, I'm here to update this blog just so that you guys wouldn't lose interest &amp;amp; get disappointed with the decreasing amount of posts over the time. Pathetic, huh? Yes, I'm here to, uh, well.. I'd rather say, 'share' my worst fears that are building up. Fears, of living in Moscow. The cases &amp;amp; incidents that I am going to tell you are based on true stories, I didn't make them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third month into the fourth of my life here in Moscow, &amp;amp; I've seen enough to weaken my knees &amp;amp; fear of the worst happening every single time I set foot out of my hostel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of my die-hard readers know, the other day I saw a dead body at the traffic light, &amp;amp; I was horrified at the sight of it &amp;amp; the fact that nobody gives a damn about that dead man. I thought that was it. I thought that was all. I was wrong. I was so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 2 weeks ago, a train from Moscow to St. Petersburg was bombed &amp;amp; derailed. Deaths &amp;amp; injuries were reported, Google it up for the exact number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, the same incident happened two years ago, where a train was bombed &amp;amp; also derailed on the very same route, Moscow - St. Petersburg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In April 2007, about 3 years ago, foreign students were told to stay in their dorms to prevent unwanted attacks on Adolf Hitler's birthday, which is on the 20th of April. Yes, racist attacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of my friends that went to the Manchester Utd. vs. Russia football match managed to escape from mobs that went berserk &amp;amp; attacked foreigners at the stadium after the Russian team lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days ago, my friend was robbed while he was buying a &lt;i&gt;shaurma &lt;/i&gt;near a supermarket. He lost his phone &amp;amp; about 3000 roubles in cash, which converts into about RM 350. Fortunately, he wasn't hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 3 days ago, I was informed that a man was murdered near the M1 building, &amp;amp; the body was dumped on the Metro railway tracks &amp;amp; a train ran over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things like this happens every single day. Road rage is common, I've seen people getting down of their cars &amp;amp; fighting in the middle of the road. Every single day, something happens &amp;amp; people die without valid reasons, &amp;amp; at times they die an unwilling death. I'm just so paranoid, so afraid till I couldn't care more. I can't be bothered anymore by things like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I've not forgotten about the winter pics that I've promised. But not now. Blame it on global warming, ya? Snowing had just begun, and I'm still waiting for the inch-thick snow cover to form before taking pictures of them beautiful sceneries. No, that ain't typo. In a week's time, my fellow readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, even with all the safety issues aside, I've managed to find a little bit of comfort &amp;amp; company here. Some dramatic friends I've made with their dramatic stories. Their love lives, their studies, their issues with their own friends or even room-mates which seems to be more important than their up &amp;amp; coming exams. Drama, drama &amp;amp; more drama. Yes, definitely.. It's not that bad after all, there are good things that are happening around me, which I really appreciate. Things that cheered me up, well, at least by a little. I'm not being over-proud of myself, but.. I have a friend here, &amp;amp; upon discovering my collection of songs &amp;amp; techno, club-style tracks &amp;amp; the songs that I introduce to him, he told me that he 'trust my taste in picking the finest tracks, which is comparable to picking a needle out of a stack of hay'. I'm offered a task by a senior; to be the DJ for the up &amp;amp; coming Christmas gathering-cum-party which will be held on the 19th of December by the Malaysian Christian Fellowship. I feel honoured. I really am. But I do also have my own worries; it's been years since I last played songs for gatherings. I really don't wanna screw up &amp;amp; ruin the whole Christmas experience for them. Yet, I'll be more than just glad to be able to play for them. Never thought that I'd be bringing the whole DJ-ing thing here, all the way from Malaysia. Music &amp;amp; me? Inseparable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening to my rants, and sorry for the delayed post. Pictures will be up soon, I promise. Here ya'll go, one of my personal favourites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy Bitch - David Guetta feat. Akon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-9106243933577407565?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/9106243933577407565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=9106243933577407565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/9106243933577407565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/9106243933577407565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/12/sexy-bitch.html' title='Sexy Bitch'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-8346245393757371748</id><published>2009-11-04T21:46:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T01:03:14.279+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>I Don't Care</title><content type='html'>Woke up one morning, looked out the window of my pitiful squarish prison-like cell, known to the Malaysian students of Russian State Medical University here as their 'hostel' or 'home'. Ahh, the firsts of snow. The grass is covered by snow. Forming a blanket on cars and roofs. It's snowing. It's cool, and at the same time, it's cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I supposed to survive the rest of winter? God knows, but I shall try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this will keep me warm for the coming months. To my fellow Malaysian friends, don't be jealous. This is the only thing that I'm thankful for, and appreciate dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.speedtest.net/result/599236042.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 135px;" src="http://www.speedtest.net/result/599236042.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I don't have to be reminded of this. I will, of course, take pictures of Red Square in winter. Soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Care - Apocalyptica feat. Adam Gontier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-8346245393757371748?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/8346245393757371748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=8346245393757371748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/8346245393757371748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/8346245393757371748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-dont-care.html' title='I Don&apos;t Care'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-6865783030079711690</id><published>2009-10-25T11:37:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T12:40:24.057+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getaways'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Hayling</title><content type='html'>It's getting really cold now, with temperatures already hitting negatives occasionally for the past few days. It should start snowing very soon, hopefully. Paid a second visit to the Red Square at night, snapped some pictures there. Splendid. Absolutely astonishing, the beauty of that place all lit up with lights on the buildings. Pictures below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SuQREYIxPmI/AAAAAAAABy0/eLqhAfulesc/s1600-h/DSC00888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SuQREYIxPmI/AAAAAAAABy0/eLqhAfulesc/s400/DSC00888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396457020393078370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lubianka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SuQREnpuQqI/AAAAAAAABy8/0n9Qd4k5fLY/s1600-h/DSC00889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SuQREnpuQqI/AAAAAAAABy8/0n9Qd4k5fLY/s400/DSC00889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396457024557826722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SuQRFJi0V1I/AAAAAAAABzE/jOf9pvwLxmM/s1600-h/DSC00891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SuQRFJi0V1I/AAAAAAAABzE/jOf9pvwLxmM/s400/DSC00891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396457033655670610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lubianka Metro Station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SuQRFf_ZNQI/AAAAAAAABzM/4Me6iJVBEsA/s1600-h/DSC00892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SuQRFf_ZNQI/AAAAAAAABzM/4Me6iJVBEsA/s400/DSC00892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396457039681107202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SuQRFhrcJUI/AAAAAAAABzU/n1PgmUpdx5U/s1600-h/DSC00901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SuQRFhrcJUI/AAAAAAAABzU/n1PgmUpdx5U/s400/DSC00901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396457040134284610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SuQSug-C4RI/AAAAAAAABzc/rc-ESvgEABs/s1600-h/DSC00904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SuQSug-C4RI/AAAAAAAABzc/rc-ESvgEABs/s400/DSC00904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396458843830149394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The chapels, pic taken from across the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SuQSu-WkohI/AAAAAAAABzk/lN7AtSESlU8/s1600-h/DSC00906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SuQSu-WkohI/AAAAAAAABzk/lN7AtSESlU8/s400/DSC00906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396458851717653010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SuQSvMISZwI/AAAAAAAABzs/SWQVccpynts/s1600-h/DSC00922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SuQSvMISZwI/AAAAAAAABzs/SWQVccpynts/s400/DSC00922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396458855415834370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shines beautifully... I love it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SuQSvcklOkI/AAAAAAAABz0/xOmMRAIN-ag/s1600-h/DSC00928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SuQSvcklOkI/AAAAAAAABz0/xOmMRAIN-ag/s400/DSC00928.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396458859829475906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;St. Basil's Cathedral, at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaaaaaaayy... Someone actually complained about the captions on the pictures in my previous post. Said there were too many 'Random's. Aha.. Will try to fix that, ya? It's not easy to describe those pics, as a pic itself hold a thousand words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daylight saving was scheduled at 3 A.M. this morning, moving the clock an hour backwards. So the time difference between Moscow &amp;amp; Malaysia is now 5 hours instead of 4, as seen on the clock on the right column of this page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm done for today. Updates coming soon, hopefully with pics of Red Square during wintertime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayling (Radio Edit) - FC Kahuna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-6865783030079711690?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/6865783030079711690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=6865783030079711690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/6865783030079711690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/6865783030079711690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/10/hayling.html' title='Hayling'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SuQREYIxPmI/AAAAAAAABy0/eLqhAfulesc/s72-c/DSC00888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-183680747915922103</id><published>2009-10-06T17:41:00.012+04:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T03:44:21.575+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getaways'/><title type='text'>I Could Be The One</title><content type='html'>Just wanna share some of my own experience, my life here in Moscow. Also, some pictures that I took from Red Square. It's a beautiful place, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my own sweet time to observe everything here and made a few conclusions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The people here, especially the elderly are rude. - The other day I was in the Metro, some sort of LRT for Moscovites. Anyway, there was an empty seat in front of me, &amp;amp; I saw this grandmother (or babushka, in Russian language) standing. Of course, I tried to give her that seat, and as I wasn't very fluent in Russian yet, I just looked at her &amp;amp; pointed at the seat, hoping that she'll at least sit down without the need of standing in the overcrowded train. I was wrong. She shook her head &amp;amp; looked at me as if I raped her &amp;amp; sodomized her whole family before slaughtering them all before started scolding in Russian. Lesson learnt. Never ever be nice to people here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The people here are also rich. - Range Rovers, BMWs, Jaguars are everywhere. Name it, you got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. They don't wash their cars. - Imagine a nice, expensive, sports car covered in dust measuring a few inches thick. They don't wash their cars. Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. As rude as they are, they're also ignorant. - I saw a dead body at the traffic light, at a junction near my hostel. 2 police officers stood there &amp;amp; did nothing about it, not even covering the body. Passer-bys &amp;amp; drivers passed that body without even looking, as if it doesn't exist at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. It's the nation of alcohol. - They put alcohol into literally every single damn thing there is. Expiry dates of ordinary breads that usually lasts 1-2 weeks are extended into 1-2 months with the presence of alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. It's the nation of alcohol. - The price of beer, vodka, gin, rum, whiskey; every single hard liquor that you can think of is dirt cheap here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Cigarettes are also cheap here. - No wonder everyone here is smoking. About 33 roubles per pack of 20s of Pall Mall, which is about RM4. It's ironic to see medical students smoking outside the campus. Not for me, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Public display of affection is the norm here. - If you have the chance to walk around in Moscow, you'll see couples kissing, touching, grabbing &amp;amp; fondling in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update &amp;amp; share more in the near future. Pictures of Red Square!! Many of my friends have urged me to upload photos, and I've done it today. Red Square is a truly beautiful, amazing &amp;amp; mesmerizing historical place. It's located right in the middle of Moscow, and the whole place is packed with tourists from all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SstlsCrN00I/AAAAAAAABv0/cCcTJQHP0ZM/s1600-h/DSC00841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SstlsCrN00I/AAAAAAAABv0/cCcTJQHP0ZM/s400/DSC00841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389513186385711938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walking to Red Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sstlt7txRYI/AAAAAAAABwU/J7QfVxGQkCQ/s1600-h/DSC00845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sstlt7txRYI/AAAAAAAABwU/J7QfVxGQkCQ/s400/DSC00845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389513218877113730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SstltUxM0FI/AAAAAAAABwM/c6OBHn5v9RI/s1600-h/DSC00844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SstltUxM0FI/AAAAAAAABwM/c6OBHn5v9RI/s400/DSC00844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389513208422518866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SstltCwMl4I/AAAAAAAABwE/uKRcIlvIyMM/s1600-h/DSC00843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SstltCwMl4I/AAAAAAAABwE/uKRcIlvIyMM/s400/DSC00843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389513203586471810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SstlstqnA-I/AAAAAAAABv8/fIxN6uCzPaU/s1600-h/DSC00842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SstlstqnA-I/AAAAAAAABv8/fIxN6uCzPaU/s400/DSC00842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389513197925893090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StTxjFFSpGI/AAAAAAAABwc/-sCtQNrBOf0/s1600-h/DSC00847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StTxjFFSpGI/AAAAAAAABwc/-sCtQNrBOf0/s400/DSC00847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392200238831412322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walking towards Red Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StTxjqzQnII/AAAAAAAABwk/hra7tk_tWXM/s1600-h/DSC00848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StTxjqzQnII/AAAAAAAABwk/hra7tk_tWXM/s400/DSC00848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392200248956329090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StTxkDlIPOI/AAAAAAAABws/2cAGoYllhH4/s1600-h/DSC00849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StTxkDlIPOI/AAAAAAAABws/2cAGoYllhH4/s400/DSC00849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392200255607946466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StTxklfGBwI/AAAAAAAABw0/qVPX_QVJrX8/s1600-h/DSC00850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StTxklfGBwI/AAAAAAAABw0/qVPX_QVJrX8/s400/DSC00850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392200264709441282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice ol' building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StT0NqtD2oI/AAAAAAAABw8/bUn91Qu3VY0/s1600-h/DSC00851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StT0NqtD2oI/AAAAAAAABw8/bUn91Qu3VY0/s400/DSC00851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392203169508088450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StT0NwnkiEI/AAAAAAAABxE/a1Wb-bO7vLw/s1600-h/DSC00853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StT0NwnkiEI/AAAAAAAABxE/a1Wb-bO7vLw/s400/DSC00853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392203171095676994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StT0ObrgBeI/AAAAAAAABxM/autaDBPYM6w/s1600-h/DSC00857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StT0ObrgBeI/AAAAAAAABxM/autaDBPYM6w/s400/DSC00857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392203182654883298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Entrance into Red Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StT0OxGz4II/AAAAAAAABxU/o7XDOIBUUlo/s1600-h/DSC00858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StT0OxGz4II/AAAAAAAABxU/o7XDOIBUUlo/s400/DSC00858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392203188406575234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This particular square caught my attention. It is located in front of the entrance to the Red Square, and it is said that one will be right in the middle of Moscow by standing on the small square in the circle. This is the origin of Moscow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StT0PbgGkII/AAAAAAAABxc/jo1eRVJh6TA/s1600-h/DSC00859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StT0PbgGkII/AAAAAAAABxc/jo1eRVJh6TA/s400/DSC00859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392203199786946690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View from entrance to Red Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StT7wc2GWSI/AAAAAAAABxk/SyH3PBWRiy4/s1600-h/DSC00860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StT7wc2GWSI/AAAAAAAABxk/SyH3PBWRiy4/s400/DSC00860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392211463664720162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StT7w9c6PzI/AAAAAAAABxs/PrfvE2ndcec/s1600-h/DSC00862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StT7w9c6PzI/AAAAAAAABxs/PrfvE2ndcec/s400/DSC00862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392211472417439538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StT7xRHL2TI/AAAAAAAABx0/mFehYQ1a-iY/s1600-h/DSC00863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StT7xRHL2TI/AAAAAAAABx0/mFehYQ1a-iY/s400/DSC00863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392211477695027506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the churches/chapels, whatever you call them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StT7xyYKFHI/AAAAAAAABx8/NOBp_add9RE/s1600-h/DSC00865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StT7xyYKFHI/AAAAAAAABx8/NOBp_add9RE/s400/DSC00865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392211486624584818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know.. I look fat &amp;amp; short here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StT7ySpvxbI/AAAAAAAAByE/6LPAvdO918w/s1600-h/DSC00868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StT7ySpvxbI/AAAAAAAAByE/6LPAvdO918w/s400/DSC00868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392211495288292786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the old buildings that surrounds Red Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StUDe9dJRpI/AAAAAAAAByM/rDz-IM5CH6w/s1600-h/DSC00869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StUDe9dJRpI/AAAAAAAAByM/rDz-IM5CH6w/s400/DSC00869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392219959273801362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lenin's Tomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StUDfYl1MdI/AAAAAAAAByU/EQdSS8gxjbY/s1600-h/DSC00870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StUDfYl1MdI/AAAAAAAAByU/EQdSS8gxjbY/s400/DSC00870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392219966557991378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Charlie and the Chocolate Factory? Nahh.. It's the St. Basil's Cathedral, 9 chapels built on a single foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StUDf0Dv97I/AAAAAAAAByc/NwH4Nm1UWv8/s1600-h/DSC00874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StUDf0Dv97I/AAAAAAAAByc/NwH4Nm1UWv8/s400/DSC00874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392219973931235250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's old, but there's a shopping mall in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StUDgUwxvJI/AAAAAAAAByk/ACoUH_1d4VQ/s1600-h/DSC00875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StUDgUwxvJI/AAAAAAAAByk/ACoUH_1d4VQ/s400/DSC00875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392219982710029458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StUDg5QaH9I/AAAAAAAABys/Sm64qjpMs8U/s1600-h/DSC00876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/StUDg5QaH9I/AAAAAAAABys/Sm64qjpMs8U/s400/DSC00876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392219992506376146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. That's about it.. It's three in the morning, I'm so damn tired &amp;amp; sleepy already. Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Could Be The One - Donna Lewis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-183680747915922103?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/183680747915922103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=183680747915922103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/183680747915922103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/183680747915922103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-could-be-one.html' title='I Could Be The One'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SstlsCrN00I/AAAAAAAABv0/cCcTJQHP0ZM/s72-c/DSC00841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-1521582825770581729</id><published>2009-10-02T00:01:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T19:54:09.142+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX on Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Love Chronology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedications'/><title type='text'>Stranger In Moscow</title><content type='html'>Alright.. Reached Moscow, finally. Things are a bit hectic the moment I set foot on the Russian land, with all the immigration &amp;amp; luggage problems. Travelling with heavy luggages around definitely posed a challenge for me.About 70 KGs of luggages in total, with the largest luggage weighing about 40 KGs, 10 KGs in my backpack, about 13 KGs or so in my laptop bag &amp;amp; the rest in a sling pouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Dubai International Airport at 5:30 A.M. local time, which is 9:30 A.M. Malaysian time. Waited for the next flight at 9:35 A.M., which means I had 4 hours of free time doing nothing, strolling &amp;amp; loitering around the departure point. Yeah, it's boring. Went online &amp;amp; chatted with some of my mates, some friends I made on the flight which I will be seeing very often. Well, what can I say? Dubai, as a land of the wealthy &amp;amp; of pure-bred sports cars, is truly mesmerizing (although a bit hot). The moment we got out of the arrival point, we were greeted by a Lamborghini Gallardo &amp;amp; a Bentley Continental, both parked IN the airport, right in the middle of the duty-free complex. Of course they were impressive &amp;amp; beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plane left at 9:43 A.M., delayed by a few minutes due to some late-boarding passengers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hours of torturous &amp;amp; painful flight later, we arrived at Moscow Domodedovo Airport at about 3 P.M. local time. No doubt the two flight journeys, from KLIA to Dubai, from Dubai to Moscow were two of the worst, most uncomfortable flying experience that I've ever had in my entire life. The seat layout is designed to maximise the use of every square milimetres of space available, so the size of the seats are comparable to the one found in a 44-seater bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached my hostel at Konkova at 4:30 P.M., waited till 8 P.M. for them to finally sort out everything &amp;amp; assign me into a room. Yeah, I was sharing my room with 3 roommates, 2 guinea pigs &amp;amp; a dog. No, I'm not kidding about the guinea pigs &amp;amp; dog. The whole room smelled of dog urine &amp;amp; the dog poops around. I complained &amp;amp; got switched into a better room, but with no bed or mattress. Called it a day, slept on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another busy day. We were brought to the university for some registration to be made at the Foreign Students' Department. It was then I realised that most of the Russians here couldn't speak or understand English. Not the slightest bit. I don't speak fluent Russian either, so it's rather fucked up. Communication problems, yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still feeling a bit unwell from the rush that I had on the day before. Started shopping for food, cooking utensils &amp;amp; all. Cooked quite a sumptuous meal that night, together with Ethan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, had to skip a few boring days cos I've been doing literally nothing. Anyway, we were brought to shop at Ikea &amp;amp; Mega, a shopping mall much like The Curve &amp;amp; Ikea back in Malaysia. Strolling through the Tesco of furnitures, I found myself standing in front of a bunk bed. Bed on top, table &amp;amp; bookrack below. Sounds &amp;amp; looks good to me, but a bit pricey as it costs nearly 10000 roubles. Pricey, for a student as that converts to about RM 1000+. Still, it's quite an investment in the long run. Saves space. Out of stock, had to wait for roughly a month, so I'm STILL sleeping on the floor. Nah, not that bad. Bought my mattress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all you guys should know about the first few days of my life here in Moscow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting into the second week, and things start to get a little bit messy as my university life starts. 9 A.M. to 5 P.M. almost every day except on Monday &amp;amp; Wednesday, where my classes start at 12 P.M. &amp;amp; 10:30 P.M. respectively. I've even experienced being too tired to cook after class that I just don't care, neglected my dinner altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder... How's everyone doing back in Malaysia...? Friends.. Family.. Parents.. Everyone.. And especially you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather forecast for Friday, 2nd of October 2009 : Cloudy, 8°C max, 2°C min. Yes, it's getting very cold here, and the strong wind is worsening the condition..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been almost two weeks since I left Malaysia.. How are you? I've been missing you a lot, &amp;amp; your absence is greatly felt.. I can't say that I'm getting used &amp;amp; starting to accept the fact that you're far, far away from me, because it's never okay for me to not have you by my side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's our anniversary today. Yet I do not have you right here, right now with me.. Neither would I be hearing, listening to your voice as the clock strucks at precisely 12 A.M... You are angry with me, for I've said some things that have hurt &amp;amp; neglected your feelings.. I'm sorry.. Please forgive me, I did not mean to say what I said, or do what I did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the days I've missed you,&lt;br /&gt;Spent my nights dreaming of you.&lt;br /&gt;Words said are promises made,&lt;br /&gt;6 years shall never be too late,&lt;br /&gt;For each other we shall wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shall always remain the special one,&lt;br /&gt;Replacing you in my heart will be no one.&lt;br /&gt;Thousands of miles seperates us apart,&lt;br /&gt;But nothing shall seperate our heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love for me will be the fuel of my journey to be a succesful person, but my love for you is everything that defines me as a person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that things didn't start off as wonderful as some other lovers, but I can assure you that I'll work hard to earn what should be a perfect life &amp;amp; a perfect ending for us. This is what I will swear &amp;amp; hold on to, in return for ur willingness to wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents saw you. My cousins saw you. My aunt saw you. And they've all approved your presence in my life. At first, everything was in the right direction, on the right path. But it seems that there are still some unresolved issues that are time-consuming. It sound complicated, but I'm taking this as another challenge to our relationship. A strong &amp;amp; loving bond doesn't come from the heart itself; it comes from the effort &amp;amp; patience of both loving souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary, my dear. This, is my love story. Our story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wandering in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Mask of life, feelin' insane&lt;br /&gt;Swift and sudden fall from grace&lt;br /&gt;Sunny days seem far away&lt;br /&gt;Kremlin's shadow belittlin' me&lt;br /&gt;Stalin's tomb won't let me be&lt;br /&gt;On and on and on it came&lt;br /&gt;Wish the rain would just let me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel (How does it feel)&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel&lt;br /&gt;When you're alone&lt;br /&gt;And you're cold inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here abandoned in my fame&lt;br /&gt;Armageddon of the brain&lt;br /&gt;KGB was doggin' me&lt;br /&gt;Take my name and just let me be&lt;br /&gt;Then a beggar boy called my name&lt;br /&gt;Happy days will drown the pain&lt;br /&gt;On and on and on it came&lt;br /&gt;And again, and again, and again...&lt;br /&gt;Take my name and just let me be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel (How does it feel)&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel (How does it feel now)&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel&lt;br /&gt;When you're alone&lt;br /&gt;And you're cold inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel (How does it feel)&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel (How does it feel now)&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel&lt;br /&gt;When you're alone&lt;br /&gt;And you're cold inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like stranger in Moscow&lt;br /&gt;Lord have mercy&lt;br /&gt;Like stranger in Moscow&lt;br /&gt;Lord have mercy&lt;br /&gt;We're talkin' danger&lt;br /&gt;We're talkin' danger, baby&lt;br /&gt;Like stranger in Moscow&lt;br /&gt;We're talkin' danger&lt;br /&gt;We're talkin' danger, baby&lt;br /&gt;Like stranger in Moscow&lt;br /&gt;I'm livin' lonely&lt;br /&gt;I'm livin' lonely, baby&lt;br /&gt;Stranger in Moscow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[KGB interrogator - Russian to English Translation]&lt;br /&gt;"Why have you come from the West?&lt;br /&gt;Confess! To steal the great achievments of&lt;br /&gt;the people, the accomplishments of the workers..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger In Moscow - Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-1521582825770581729?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/1521582825770581729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=1521582825770581729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/1521582825770581729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/1521582825770581729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/10/stranger-in-moscow.html' title='Stranger In Moscow'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-6591929072137460391</id><published>2009-09-15T22:33:00.005+04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T08:05:24.461+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX on Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gatherings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Love Chronology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedications'/><title type='text'>I Don't Wanna Stop</title><content type='html'>The farewell party went pretty well last week, although some of my friends disappointed me badly when they stood me up &amp;amp; broke their promises to attend our last gathering before I leave to Moscow. You know who you are. I'm still pretty much shocked when I see the number of friends that attended; 30 of us in a VIP room in California Pizza Kitchen. That's the biggest gathering that I've organized in these 2 decades of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the actual &amp;amp; official departure date has been released; I'll be leaving on the 21st of September, 2 A.M.. Kinda abrupt, eh? 5 more days.. 5 more days &amp;amp; I'll be leaving the country for about 6 years.. Well, of course I'll be back here in KL every once a year or so, but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling, it's just different. To be away from my family, to be away from my country &amp;amp; friends.. To be away from my lover, especially.. Yes, I have a lover. I admitted that to my mom last night. What I was fore-telling about the consequences of telling her was lashes, espresso-style awakening shots of anger &amp;amp; scoldings. I did not at all expected that she'll be so calm &amp;amp; cool about it, asking me all sorts of questions about her. That's something new, knowing my mom's temper, attitude, mentality &amp;amp; personality, this is the first time she actually reacted that way. Good or bad? I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already missing her right now. What should I do during the entire 6 years of my course over there? Life will definitely be boring &amp;amp; lonely for me, no doubt.. But what I'm hoping &amp;amp; wishing now is to have her love, our love, to fire &amp;amp; fuel me through this long ordeal. I'll work hard so that I'll be able to provide her a better future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or can I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There're not many people who actually know about the story of my love-life. This relationship had been going on for many, many months, very secretively.. A few who know are close friends of mine, and of course, I will never ever reveal their names. But seriously, this whole thing went on for too long, too much unnecessary time spent on dragging &amp;amp; delaying it. I shall confess &amp;amp; admit everything very soon. Love, is simply too complicated. Perhaps after revealing my story, I'll be portrayed as an antagonist in everyone's mind. But I don't care. I know I have to take the risk. I don't wanna stop right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if there are any mistakes that I've said or done, please forgive me, for I'm not perfect. Friends &amp;amp; family members, they last as long as i appreciate them. Forgive me for all that I've done. I seek forgiveness from my parents, relatives, friends, teachers &amp;amp; lecturers, &amp;amp; anyone that I've offended or treated harshly in the past. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling numb. I feel lost. What should I do? 5 more days.. Many things will definitely happen in these 5 days.. Important things.. Memorable things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there I hope everything's all right&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to call you in the wintertime&lt;br /&gt;Like the wave crash coming back&lt;br /&gt;I've got feelings pouring down against this healing&lt;br /&gt;While you try to trace which side I'm on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the wind blows between us&lt;br /&gt;High above this empty feeling&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna stop&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna stop&lt;br /&gt;When the waves crash beneath us&lt;br /&gt;Down below this empty feeling&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna stop&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we dance like everything's all right&lt;br /&gt;Can we trade the day in for the night&lt;br /&gt;Like a homesick tournament&lt;br /&gt;I'm not breathing till I leave with you believing&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to trace another song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the wind blows between us&lt;br /&gt;High above this empty feeling&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna stop&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna stop&lt;br /&gt;When the waves crash beneath us&lt;br /&gt;Down below this empty feeling&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna stop&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Wanna Stop - ATB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-6591929072137460391?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/6591929072137460391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=6591929072137460391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/6591929072137460391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/6591929072137460391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dont-wanna-stop.html' title='I Don&apos;t Wanna Stop'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-978991304204514811</id><published>2009-09-09T23:51:00.007+04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T00:26:26.729+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getaways'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence - F.Y.I.</title><content type='html'>The festive season is here. And of course, Hari Raya Aidilfitri is just a mere week plus away. So.. As Malaysians, we would of course join the fun &amp;amp; make the whole celebration better for everyone. I'm sure you'd agree with me on this statement; ' What is the festive season in Malaysia without the fireworks? '. As illegal as it is to purchase, possess, or set fireworks here in Malaysia, we found our way &amp;amp; bought some loud bangers, just to rock the neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some innocent way to have fun by me &amp;amp; my fellow friends. 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I almost forgot. The venue for the farewell party this Saturday has been changed to California Pizza Kitchen, 2 floors below Chili's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas MR. Lawrence - F.Y.I. - Utada Hikaru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is, by far, the only English song by Utada that I really enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-978991304204514811?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/978991304204514811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=978991304204514811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/978991304204514811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/978991304204514811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/09/merry-christmas-mr-lawrence-fyi.html' title='Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence - F.Y.I.'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-5015897362172518919</id><published>2009-09-06T14:54:00.005+04:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T12:19:45.597+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Audio System'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gatherings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reunions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Love Chronology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>For An Angel</title><content type='html'>So.. Many of you must've heard about the latest, grandest news about me, leaving to Moscow, Russia very, very soon. Actual date not known yet, but it was earlier speculated to be either 14th, 16th or 18th. Now, the new dates has been released; it'll be either on the 21st, 23rd, or 25th. More news coming up on my date of departure will be updated here, so check back soon if you really wanna know the date &amp;amp; time of my flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I've not revealed anything about the purpose of me going there, right? Well.. This letter will explain everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SqVPC4ize3I/AAAAAAAABvk/qwsfYdmqe6s/s1600-h/DSC00740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SqVPC4ize3I/AAAAAAAABvk/qwsfYdmqe6s/s400/DSC00740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378792240920623986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Offer letter from RSMU (Russian State Medical University).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SqVPDS4cAgI/AAAAAAAABvs/33ls-T8MQWg/s1600-h/DSC00741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SqVPDS4cAgI/AAAAAAAABvs/33ls-T8MQWg/s400/DSC00741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378792247990682114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, I'll be there to further my studies, picking up medical degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, as a student that is able to continue studying overseas, I should be happy, grateful &amp;amp; excited about it. But me? Not at all. There are some issues that are holding me back here, my emotions, my mentality. My feelings. My love. My family. My friends. My country. Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be explained &amp;amp; further described &amp;amp; evaluated in a special post, coming up very soon. First things first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A farewell gathering is currently being organized, with a date fixed by fellow friends; they want it to be on the 12th of September, 2009 as it's a Saturday. They've already fixed the date, I'll now be fixing the place. 8 PM at Chillies' Grill &amp;amp; Bar, KLCC. Yes, it's a bit pricey. But hey, once in a blue moon. Give me a call or a SMS if you're coming, everyone is invited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates on my car. A video will show them all. Last video of my moments, enjoying &amp;amp; spending quality time in my car with my state-of-art Hi-Def sound system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4eabc9829efdf77" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D04eabc9829efdf77%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099572%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D39EDCFB243C88321646248A4053AD582395C4490.838683EC2AD2A98EEBD95D86AA67BD74570BDFF1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4eabc9829efdf77%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DW26Qct2RaSZatc5s1d7QQ46IuXk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D04eabc9829efdf77%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099572%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D39EDCFB243C88321646248A4053AD582395C4490.838683EC2AD2A98EEBD95D86AA67BD74570BDFF1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4eabc9829efdf77%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DW26Qct2RaSZatc5s1d7QQ46IuXk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I cried when I was recording that video. It wasn't a well-recorded video, but it did, it filled me up with a bucket of tears &amp;amp; supplied me with enough water to sob the whole night. All the effort, time &amp;amp; care spent on the car.. The memories of my first car.. The fate of WRG 2669 is still currently unknown; it might be sold, or my parents might keep it as their second car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For An Angel 2009 PVD Remix - Paul Van Dyk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-5015897362172518919?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4eabc9829efdf77&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/5015897362172518919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=5015897362172518919' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5015897362172518919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5015897362172518919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/09/for-angel.html' title='For An Angel'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SqVPC4ize3I/AAAAAAAABvk/qwsfYdmqe6s/s72-c/DSC00740.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-4517116669319883777</id><published>2009-08-18T21:50:00.007+04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T07:28:22.768+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tributes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Audio System'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedications'/><title type='text'>I Will Be Here</title><content type='html'>Another post, dedicated to a friend of mine who passed away on August 15, 2009. Just a song &amp;amp; a random post made as a tribute to Sylvestor Liew Kah Hoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The both of us, we love music like nobody else would. That's at least something that we share in common. We define music in a way which nobody else would. Techno, dance, house, rock.. Few of our favourite genres, mostly works by Ministry of Sound, Daft Punk, Tiesto, Benny Benassi &amp;amp; more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd crave for the supreme, state-of-the-art, finest &amp;amp; perfectly tuned sound system to play our favourite tracks. That should explain why am I so fussy whenever it comes to fine-tuning the sound system in my car to produce the best that I can get from my speakers. To date, there're 10 speakers, 2 amplifiers, 1 woofer, 1 pre-amplifier &amp;amp; a Kenwood head unit in my car. Of course, I haven't been updating much about my car lately, but what I've described should give you guys a rough idea of what it's like. He's always envious about the system in my car, and those were the days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm here to dedicate this new track to him. I'm sure that Sylvestor, as an avid clubber, would love this recently-released song by Tiesto &amp;amp; Sneaky Sound System. Rest in peace, my friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't know, what went wrong&lt;br /&gt;If I did, would it matter cause&lt;br /&gt;It just wasn't enough&lt;br /&gt;You know when the moment comes&lt;br /&gt;To be strong, your existence&lt;br /&gt;And that is what&lt;br /&gt;We're lead to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the big world falls apart&lt;br /&gt;And you think that the feeling will linger&lt;br /&gt;You need somewhere to start&lt;br /&gt;I will be here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that things didn't work out&lt;br /&gt;It will soon disappear and will be miles away&lt;br /&gt;Away from here&lt;br /&gt;You don't mind if life's not that pretty&lt;br /&gt;It will soon disappear and will be miles away&lt;br /&gt;Away from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the big world falls apart&lt;br /&gt;And you think that the feeling will linger&lt;br /&gt;You need somewhere to start&lt;br /&gt;I will be here&lt;br /&gt;And when it all seems to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;You can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what you're thinking&lt;br /&gt;You need somewhere to start&lt;br /&gt;I will be here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;I will be here, I will be here&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;I will be here, I will be here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know when the moment comes&lt;br /&gt;To be strong, your existence&lt;br /&gt;And that is why&lt;br /&gt;We're lead to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the big world falls apart&lt;br /&gt;And you think that the feeling will linger&lt;br /&gt;You need somewhere to start&lt;br /&gt;I will be here&lt;br /&gt;And when it all seems to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;You can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what you're thinking&lt;br /&gt;You need somewhere to start&lt;br /&gt;I will be here, I will be here&lt;/span&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/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoryVrGtvRI/AAAAAAAABvc/9r3R1dz4Jf0/s1600-h/Tiesto_And_Sneaky_Sound_System-I_Will_Be_Here-Promo-2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371371959754800402" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoryVrGtvRI/AAAAAAAABvc/9r3R1dz4Jf0/s400/Tiesto_And_Sneaky_Sound_System-I_Will_Be_Here-Promo-2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Will Be Here [ Tiesto Remix ] - Tiesto &amp;amp; Sneaky Sound System.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-4517116669319883777?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/4517116669319883777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=4517116669319883777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/4517116669319883777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/4517116669319883777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-will-be-here.html' title='I Will Be Here'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoryVrGtvRI/AAAAAAAABvc/9r3R1dz4Jf0/s72-c/Tiesto_And_Sneaky_Sound_System-I_Will_Be_Here-Promo-2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-5398271040403430346</id><published>2009-08-15T06:04:00.010+04:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T15:09:13.811+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tributes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedications'/><title type='text'>Gone Too Soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;-MX- Vayne - AkA |{ÉÑ - ŦΓΛПŒŁƟЯÐ™ - Blog Updated, Out Of His Own Misery. - { http://mx-lair.blogspot.com } - Die the way you lived; out of a sudden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, the above is my MSN nick &amp;amp; personal message. Little do I know that things just happened to one of my friends just as the way that I've described it. He died the way he lived, all out of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be a post specially dedicated to a friend of mine who passed away on the 15th of August, 2009 at roughly 2:45 A.M.. A friend who had been a friend. A friend who had gone through some of the college days with me. A friend who went by the name Sylvestor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met this guy while doing A-levels at TARC about 2 years plus ago, &amp;amp; he seemed to be a good friend to me back then. We used to hang out together, we used to watch movies together. We even used to go after the same girl, &amp;amp; I used to hate him for that. But well, that's the past. I still can't believe my loss, our loss, of a friend &amp;amp; companion like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can imagine his family's grief, and there's nothing to start off today but a morning saddened with the news of him venturing into the after-life. Janice called me at 7:19 A.M. this morning, I responded to the missed call with a SMS at 8:51 A.M., she called me again at 8:52 A.M. &amp;amp; her first sentence was "Sylvestor passed away this morning...", together with bursts of tears. I'll have to admit, that very piece of information really slapped me hard on my face. What a wake-up call. I was confused, my brain trying hard to process the information. I'm so sorry for your loss, Janice. Perhaps sometimes we just don't know how much we really love someone until they're gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently he was hospitalised due to liver infection a few days ago, which I knew about but never really took the initiative to do anything or pay him a visit. Then, he's just gone, all of a sudden. I still can't believe what I heard this morning. I don't know if he perished slowly &amp;amp; painfully, fading away like a candlelight, but if that's the case then I'm not being a good friend for not visiting him. Weeks ago on the day before my birthday, he &amp;amp; Janice bought me dinner, which was like 29 days ago. I'm still shocked. I really am. I did not expect his "See you next time." to be on his memorial/funeral. Although he's no longer here with us, his soul will always linger around us, his presence will always be felt among us, he will live in our hearts &amp;amp; he will watch his beloved ones from up above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, is a shoutout to classmates &amp;amp; friends of Sylvestor Liew. His body is already transferred to the Sungai Besi Nirvana Memorial building. Prayers &amp;amp; memorials will be held there today, proceeded by his funeral tomorrow. I believe he'll want nothing more than just a little bit of our time for some last respects. For those who can't attend the memorial, you're doing enough by reserving a prayer for him. Let's all mourn for him. God loved him more than we do. And please, do appreciate your loved ones before they're gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest In Peace, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone Too Soon - Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~UPDATES~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Correction : Sylvestor's funeral will be held on Monday, 17th of August 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I went to pay him a visit today, to see him one last time &amp;amp; I was really sad when I looked at the person who is lying in the coffin. I'm still as much in shock, and I couldn't believe what I'm seeing. There lies my friend, motionless with his eyes &amp;amp; lips tightly shut. A person who I used to know as an over-active friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoaW3UTArpI/AAAAAAAABvU/J_Cn69U9Anc/s1600-h/DSC00191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoaW3UTArpI/AAAAAAAABvU/J_Cn69U9Anc/s400/DSC00191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370145482771312274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;We'll miss you, my friend. We definitely will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-MXV-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-5398271040403430346?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/5398271040403430346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=5398271040403430346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5398271040403430346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5398271040403430346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/08/gone-too-soon.html' title='Gone Too Soon'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoaW3UTArpI/AAAAAAAABvU/J_Cn69U9Anc/s72-c/DSC00191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-8969103871005216965</id><published>2009-08-10T22:34:00.016+04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T22:52:16.126+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gatherings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedications'/><title type='text'>Kaleidoscope</title><content type='html'>It was Nicole's birthday about a week ago, and her friends planned to celebrate her birthday, together with Jing Wen's birthday as well as Ethan's farewell last Saturday. We had a picnic at Hutan Lipur Chamang, Bentong. Well, words couldn't describe the beauty of nature, pictures &amp;amp; videos do. We found a nice spot &amp;amp; settled down, unfolded the mat &amp;amp; unpacked everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBqyzATgTI/AAAAAAAABs0/oSrjDnxOtvk/s1600-h/DSC00661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBqyzATgTI/AAAAAAAABs0/oSrjDnxOtvk/s400/DSC00661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368408176743121202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kreshenka Jaisi, shying away from the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBqzQpdF9I/AAAAAAAABs8/cGUpH04DLdw/s1600-h/DSC00662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBqzQpdF9I/AAAAAAAABs8/cGUpH04DLdw/s400/DSC00662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368408184700344274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBtgkG6vQI/AAAAAAAABtc/rIgaO9zAK0A/s1600-h/DSC00673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBtgkG6vQI/AAAAAAAABtc/rIgaO9zAK0A/s400/DSC00673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368411162041564418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBte1EVyqI/AAAAAAAABtE/1aN767NAuhs/s1600-h/DSC00663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBte1EVyqI/AAAAAAAABtE/1aN767NAuhs/s400/DSC00663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368411132234418850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBtgM-uePI/AAAAAAAABtU/LXoZK-bJ8ug/s1600-h/DSC00672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBtgM-uePI/AAAAAAAABtU/LXoZK-bJ8ug/s400/DSC00672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368411155833190642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBtfSWtsYI/AAAAAAAABtM/3h1WYTLQ_io/s1600-h/DSC00668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBtfSWtsYI/AAAAAAAABtM/3h1WYTLQ_io/s400/DSC00668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368411140096110978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBxBqRZOgI/AAAAAAAABt8/lUTKZAcxWSc/s1600-h/DSC00685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBxBqRZOgI/AAAAAAAABt8/lUTKZAcxWSc/s400/DSC00685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368415029166684674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBxAS3gBLI/AAAAAAAABtk/dv9Jgl6m9pI/s1600-h/DSC00675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBxAS3gBLI/AAAAAAAABtk/dv9Jgl6m9pI/s400/DSC00675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368415005704193202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The birthday-cum-farewell cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBxA13CxzI/AAAAAAAABts/y3mDln328mI/s1600-h/DSC00677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBxA13CxzI/AAAAAAAABts/y3mDln328mI/s400/DSC00677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368415015097517874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eating time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBxBdq4JfI/AAAAAAAABt0/1q-iC-qeNAc/s1600-h/DSC00680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBxBdq4JfI/AAAAAAAABt0/1q-iC-qeNAc/s400/DSC00680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368415025783907826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From the left: Jing Wen, Shenka, Sam, Ethan, Michelle &amp;amp; Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBz1IRflBI/AAAAAAAABuE/8GUYGtk7q-Y/s1600-h/DSC00698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBz1IRflBI/AAAAAAAABuE/8GUYGtk7q-Y/s400/DSC00698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368418112416748562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shenka, high on her hormones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBz15MC9KI/AAAAAAAABuU/ae8qEEE-7OA/s1600-h/DSC00702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBz15MC9KI/AAAAAAAABuU/ae8qEEE-7OA/s400/DSC00702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368418125547238562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's feeling kinky, I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBz1TRwHSI/AAAAAAAABuM/XsuLZd01dWs/s1600-h/DSC00699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBz1TRwHSI/AAAAAAAABuM/XsuLZd01dWs/s400/DSC00699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368418115370622242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan broke his neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoB5-ihC5RI/AAAAAAAABuc/8gb97EZtwuM/s1600-h/DSC00704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoB5-ihC5RI/AAAAAAAABuc/8gb97EZtwuM/s400/DSC00704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368424871149888786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoB5-yRaLLI/AAAAAAAABuk/R-j4Ulonyj4/s1600-h/DSC00706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoB5-yRaLLI/AAAAAAAABuk/R-j4Ulonyj4/s400/DSC00706.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368424875379272882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Danger zones, marked with pyramidal stone markers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoB5_bBQr2I/AAAAAAAABus/Nu_PYJgS9jg/s1600-h/DSC00707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoB5_bBQr2I/AAAAAAAABus/Nu_PYJgS9jg/s400/DSC00707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368424886317395810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Direct translation : Statistic Accident At Forest To Console Chamang. Wth??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoB5_-gLyrI/AAAAAAAABu0/4AFymjPI1RE/s1600-h/DSC00708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoB5_-gLyrI/AAAAAAAABu0/4AFymjPI1RE/s400/DSC00708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368424895842339506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The two lucky guys.. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoGFw-RIOJI/AAAAAAAABu8/X_Gge3HPq1I/s1600-h/DSC00713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoGFw-RIOJI/AAAAAAAABu8/X_Gge3HPq1I/s400/DSC00713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368719307197397138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucky guy #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoGFxSP9Y7I/AAAAAAAABvE/2aJU8Umpb9M/s1600-h/DSC00715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoGFxSP9Y7I/AAAAAAAABvE/2aJU8Umpb9M/s400/DSC00715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368719312561202098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucky guy #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoGFxyFrMHI/AAAAAAAABvM/YbgaKguh-kw/s1600-h/DSC00718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoGFxyFrMHI/AAAAAAAABvM/YbgaKguh-kw/s400/DSC00718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368719321108000882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Final shot of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure most of you guys would wonder what is the Top Gear linked-thumbnail doing on the right side of my page. Of course, it's part of my hobby to watch the latest episode of Top Gear every week, but the latest &amp;amp; last season has just ended, which is pretty sad for me. The TV programme had always been a humour supplier to my gloomy days; but the very very last few minutes of season 13 episode 7 was..unexplainable. Watch it, if you're an avid automotive &amp;amp; Top Gear-fan. Otherwise, proceed to the third video taken at the picnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-82ab764f65d1c3e6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D82ab764f65d1c3e6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099572%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3904F1BF26B231AE8E23B48744BD667BC151EC7E.206228F2DD7A73C4CCB619C067BE82640B96D38D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D82ab764f65d1c3e6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUQ1FW6P_is6FTwhOQ7SZNdrgRZ0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D82ab764f65d1c3e6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099572%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3904F1BF26B231AE8E23B48744BD667BC151EC7E.206228F2DD7A73C4CCB619C067BE82640B96D38D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D82ab764f65d1c3e6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUQ1FW6P_is6FTwhOQ7SZNdrgRZ0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some nice &amp;amp; funny adverts made by Jeremy on the new VW Sirocco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d0e75518797db95a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd0e75518797db95a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099572%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D25D2891083CF54988771D03E592DCE39A4D88E33.7629A76AF3E6E3978F2A2FE5826921BEB495BF5F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd0e75518797db95a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dz1zdhghdQ597zediBKxo8JT2siM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd0e75518797db95a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099572%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D25D2891083CF54988771D03E592DCE39A4D88E33.7629A76AF3E6E3978F2A2FE5826921BEB495BF5F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd0e75518797db95a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dz1zdhghdQ597zediBKxo8JT2siM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I'm feeling sad while watching this video.. I don't know.. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4bb3b92654070116" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4bb3b92654070116%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099572%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D290B71941CE2E3E2B39DB858DFEA89D6256FD8B6.2F05DB1A8887F6E1DE5EC4B3954087E0B5EC19D9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4bb3b92654070116%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtFuFhFZkp3ZPSrTKXE_eEEjdQtQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4bb3b92654070116%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099572%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D290B71941CE2E3E2B39DB858DFEA89D6256FD8B6.2F05DB1A8887F6E1DE5EC4B3954087E0B5EC19D9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4bb3b92654070116%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtFuFhFZkp3ZPSrTKXE_eEEjdQtQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hapy Birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-53ef4f2f1d0054a6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D53ef4f2f1d0054a6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099572%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D59D79BBECD813B8AB5C327A75BF101132495EE1D.3DC1BE284901C171DF83BC4DB0880A8C66ACAB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D53ef4f2f1d0054a6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DecZ_ZgvWdg-3bNk6SYtuWvTKQfo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D53ef4f2f1d0054a6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099572%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D59D79BBECD813B8AB5C327A75BF101132495EE1D.3DC1BE284901C171DF83BC4DB0880A8C66ACAB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D53ef4f2f1d0054a6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DecZ_ZgvWdg-3bNk6SYtuWvTKQfo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jumping for joy on the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. Life's kinda boring for me.. Anyway, new stuffs in my car, but guess ya'll will have to wait till the next post for it.. Haha. Happy Birthday to Nicole &amp;amp; Jing Wen.. Sweet 18 perhaps? Enjoy your teenage life to the max..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Kaleidoscope by Kate Havnevik, specially dedicated to the birthday duo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-8969103871005216965?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4bb3b92654070116&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=53ef4f2f1d0054a6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=82ab764f65d1c3e6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d0e75518797db95a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/8969103871005216965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=8969103871005216965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/8969103871005216965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/8969103871005216965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/08/kaleidoscope.html' title='Kaleidoscope'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SoBqyzATgTI/AAAAAAAABs0/oSrjDnxOtvk/s72-c/DSC00661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-5031542178838933264</id><published>2009-07-23T22:47:00.016+04:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:59:35.704+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Audio System'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gatherings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reunions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>Never Stop This Feeling</title><content type='html'>Alrite.. I know, this post has been delayed for quite some time. Almost a week, in fact. But nevermind.. Here comes the pictures from the gathering / my birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just to give ya'll a basic idea of what happened on that day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've told everyone to meet up in my room at 4 P.M., the earliest came at 5:20 P.M.. So you guys may expect me to be quite disappointed (and pissed) as I was not given any reason at all why they were late. Everybody were in the room only at about 5:40 P.M., and I've lost about 2 hours there just to wait for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's fine. About 12 of them showed up in my room (Pathetically, only twelve showed up when I'm pretty sure that the SMS was forwarded to at least 20 of them.), and each of them chipped in some cheese for my birthday presents &amp;amp; card. I must say, my birthday this year was pretty much alcohol-orientated. I received 5 bottles of liquor as my birthday presents. Shocking? A bottle of whiskey, a bottle of wine, and 3 bottles of beer. Darn you guys, I'm trying my best to retire from drinking here &amp;amp; ya'll are tempting me like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Smn2gt827yI/AAAAAAAABrU/jswmpqVyJ4s/s1600-h/DSC00599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Smn2gt827yI/AAAAAAAABrU/jswmpqVyJ4s/s400/DSC00599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362087873312386850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Smn2hNPnJnI/AAAAAAAABrc/lAsTqk46rHw/s1600-h/DSC00600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Smn2hNPnJnI/AAAAAAAABrc/lAsTqk46rHw/s400/DSC00600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362087881712543346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View of the room from the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Smn2hnqgcTI/AAAAAAAABrk/4VjxDZUIvEQ/s1600-h/DSC00601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Smn2hnqgcTI/AAAAAAAABrk/4VjxDZUIvEQ/s400/DSC00601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362087888804671794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Working desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Smn5VfltuoI/AAAAAAAABr0/2zOOuS1Xies/s1600-h/DSC00603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Smn5VfltuoI/AAAAAAAABr0/2zOOuS1Xies/s400/DSC00603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362090979013540482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Smn5UzyUZqI/AAAAAAAABrs/vVzqsGf5aTY/s1600-h/DSC00609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Smn5UzyUZqI/AAAAAAAABrs/vVzqsGf5aTY/s400/DSC00609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362090967255246498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, they came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SmoEDqaD3UI/AAAAAAAABr8/3DQ2yxBgS1I/s1600-h/DSC00623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SmoEDqaD3UI/AAAAAAAABr8/3DQ2yxBgS1I/s400/DSC00623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362102767307709762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Penang Kopitiam, Midvalley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SmoED_3zPBI/AAAAAAAABsE/FDCvMiAoKHw/s1600-h/DSC00624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SmoED_3zPBI/AAAAAAAABsE/FDCvMiAoKHw/s400/DSC00624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362102773069593618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SmoEEUUzFII/AAAAAAAABsM/WRvnVyfFMAc/s1600-h/DSC00625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SmoEEUUzFII/AAAAAAAABsM/WRvnVyfFMAc/s400/DSC00625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362102778559927426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SmoNG3A7yDI/AAAAAAAABsU/l89vl1FoQrA/s1600-h/DSC00629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SmoNG3A7yDI/AAAAAAAABsU/l89vl1FoQrA/s400/DSC00629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362112717836240946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The second table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SmoNHWSS_bI/AAAAAAAABsc/UOAbnCVolLw/s1600-h/DSC00630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SmoNHWSS_bI/AAAAAAAABsc/UOAbnCVolLw/s400/DSC00630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362112726230564274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lum looked blur here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SmoNHnf-7kI/AAAAAAAABsk/LBH0_vZNLBc/s1600-h/DSC00631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SmoNHnf-7kI/AAAAAAAABsk/LBH0_vZNLBc/s400/DSC00631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362112730851372610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SmoWZgVittI/AAAAAAAABss/JVHtFF60m9k/s1600-h/DSC00636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SmoWZgVittI/AAAAAAAABss/JVHtFF60m9k/s400/DSC00636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362122933770827474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sita the pretty girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at Penang Kopitiam, heard from those who ordered &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nasi Lemak&lt;/span&gt; said that the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sambal &lt;/span&gt;was very, very good. I should try that next time. Well, it was fun having friends there. Don't know when will I be able to see all of you again.. Oh well. I appreciate everything, all the liquor that you guys bought for me especially.. Almost RM 300 for that bottle of whiskey, I'll never be much more happier than to see that piece of receipt in the plastic bag together with the liquor.. Thanks mates. I'll see all of you again sometime, perhaps more of you who couldn't make it can join the fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started drinking that night. Got so emotional. Just a bottle of Heineken, though. Didn't wanna be knocked-out, just wanna allow myself to sleep more easily. But ya' know, some privacy in a hotel room, some booze, and Jay Chou's song playing in the background at 6 plus in the morning was really the best emotional atmosphere that I've ever experienced. I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-50ef77ae8546def0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D50ef77ae8546def0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099572%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1456E1CEF929B71B46EFC2AE4A3496C47DB49787.7BA6F1F7665E36217406167DBEA249C2E629AE6B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D50ef77ae8546def0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmWi5QaVCeNZufX_uFVQiVCiawsk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D50ef77ae8546def0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099572%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1456E1CEF929B71B46EFC2AE4A3496C47DB49787.7BA6F1F7665E36217406167DBEA249C2E629AE6B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D50ef77ae8546def0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmWi5QaVCeNZufX_uFVQiVCiawsk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was that? Try it, if u're an alcohol-lover &amp;amp; as emo-headed as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much of updates on my car. I fiddled around with some LED strips &amp;amp; connected it to the woofer, so that it follows the rhythm, the bass beat of whatever song that is playing. Kinda cool, actually. Here's a vid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6e95ed7589cc7a9b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6e95ed7589cc7a9b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099572%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7783E9A3D643D071CD4E50C0CA98BEA3CB0A16E3.5B84D827ADA60870B193C5F17F8951B2A04EE824%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6e95ed7589cc7a9b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAFfgeCaeTJPQWaYZMH7O2V6R4gw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6e95ed7589cc7a9b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099572%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7783E9A3D643D071CD4E50C0CA98BEA3CB0A16E3.5B84D827ADA60870B193C5F17F8951B2A04EE824%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6e95ed7589cc7a9b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAFfgeCaeTJPQWaYZMH7O2V6R4gw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was that? I was bored one day &amp;amp; I decided to connect the wire from the LED to the woofer, just to see what kind of lighting effects that I'll get. The LEDs are cheap, around RM 5 - 10 for a 120 CM strip.. Not bad, though. I'm proud of my own work.. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahh.. I'm tired.. Feeling really lethargic &amp;amp; tired lately, don't know why.. I need more than 10 hours of sleep a day or else I'll feel like a zombie.. So I'm off to sleep now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh yes.. Back to techno, trance &amp;amp; dance life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never Stop This Feeling (A1 Project Remix) - Klubbingman feat. Beatrix Delg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-5031542178838933264?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=50ef77ae8546def0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6e95ed7589cc7a9b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/5031542178838933264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=5031542178838933264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5031542178838933264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5031542178838933264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/07/never-stop-this-feeling.html' title='Never Stop This Feeling'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Smn2gt827yI/AAAAAAAABrU/jswmpqVyJ4s/s72-c/DSC00599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-3810040686994278817</id><published>2009-07-17T01:53:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T13:59:52.303+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gatherings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reunions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Love Chronology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence</title><content type='html'>18th of July.. Supposed to be my birthday, rite...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. I really don't wanna celebrate my birthday or make it grand this year, but I figured out that it might as well be quite a good chance for a small reunion for me to see all of you guys again. The offer letter have not reached my hands yet, but if it does, I'll be leaving for Russia to pursue my studies in M.D. as soon as this September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please, do me a favour. If you guys still consider yourselves as friends of mine, then gather yourselves &amp;amp; meet me at Le Meridien Hotel this Saturday, 18/07/09 at 4 P.M.. We shall plan for what to do, where to go, what to eat &amp;amp; all in my room. Please do send me an SMS with your name on it if you're coming, just in case I've lost your number. I shall inform all of you of my room number this Saturday, so don't worry about it. About transport, I'm sure you guys can figure it out. I've been an organiser for ages, don't trouble me on such simple matters, alrite? Car-pooling, get our friends who'll be driving to fetch you. But I shall remind you guys that the parking fees at Le Meridien is not cheap; at RM 6.00 for the first hour. LRT to KL Sentral would be a smarter choice, but the hassle of taking bus/taxi to the station, then LRT to KL Sentral might be unbearable for some of you. Choose wisely, divide &amp;amp; share the parking fees, that's what I reckon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and one more thing. I suppose most of ya'll are led here via SMS. So if it's possible, please help me forward that SMS to all our friends. It doesn't matter, the more the merrier, alrite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now... I'd really appreciate it if you can make it to my birthday party this year.. It's been my wish all along.. You shall be the best birthday present I'll ever receive if you ever appear in front of me.. Your presence will change everything.. Everything.. The memories will be etched onto my heart.. Forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence - Ryuichi Sakamoto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-3810040686994278817?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/3810040686994278817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=3810040686994278817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/3810040686994278817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/3810040686994278817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/07/merry-christmas-mr-lawrence.html' title='Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-7457545228412482152</id><published>2009-07-12T14:42:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T17:44:28.464+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Love Chronology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Numb</title><content type='html'>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of being what you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so faithless lost under the surface&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what you're expecting of me&lt;br /&gt;Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes&lt;br /&gt;(caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)&lt;br /&gt;Every step I take is another mistake to you&lt;br /&gt;(caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become so numb I cant feel you there&lt;br /&gt;I've become so tired so much more aware&lt;br /&gt;I've becoming this all I want to do&lt;br /&gt;Is be more like me and be less like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see that you're smothering me&lt;br /&gt;Holding too tightly afraid to lose control&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything that you thought I would be&lt;br /&gt;Has fallen apart right in front of you&lt;br /&gt;(caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)&lt;br /&gt;Every step that I take is another mistake to you&lt;br /&gt;(caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)&lt;br /&gt;And every second I waste is more than I can take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become so numb I cant feel you there&lt;br /&gt;I've become so tired so much more aware&lt;br /&gt;I've becoming this all I want to do&lt;br /&gt;Is be more like me and be less like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know&lt;br /&gt;I may end up failing too&lt;br /&gt;But I know&lt;br /&gt;You were just like me with someone disappointed in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become so numb I cant feel you there&lt;br /&gt;I've become so tired so much more aware&lt;br /&gt;I've becoming this all I want to do&lt;br /&gt;Is be more like me and be less like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become so numb I cant feel you there&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being what you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;Ive become so numb I cant feel you there&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being what you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numb - Linkin Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-7457545228412482152?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/7457545228412482152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=7457545228412482152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/7457545228412482152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/7457545228412482152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/07/numb.html' title='Numb'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-5969581674485480738</id><published>2009-07-08T21:54:00.009+04:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:45:12.303+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tributes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger Management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advices'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedications'/><title type='text'>I Try</title><content type='html'>What's the other word that rhymes with the word 'Human'? : Hypocrisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time any of you guys saw Michael Jackson's Moonwalker on the shelves in front of a video shop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time that ya'll heard Michael Jackson's songs being played at night markets, or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pasar malam&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time that you walked into a pirated DVD/VCD/CD shop heard &amp;amp; watch Michael Jackson's music videos being played &amp;amp; his best selling DVDs, VCDs, CDs being stacked up &amp;amp; posters of him stuck in front of the store?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently. Or more precisely, after he's dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, this is the thing with us. I've said this once too many times; we're all hypocrites. We appreciate things after they're gone. We miss them after they're gone. We love their songs after they're gone. What for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck ya'll hypocrites. I hate them, I fucking hate them fucked-up hypocrites. People who made harsh comments on M.J., and loved him after he's dead. People who hated his song when he's alive, &amp;amp; started listening to it after he's dead. People who boycotted his merchandise when he was accused of child molestation, &amp;amp; bought them after he's dead. Fuck ya'll hypocrites, burn in hell you motherfuckers sons of bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same goes for any other artists. They will only be truly appreciated for their contribution to the music or film industry after they're dead. So you guys better make a bang, some big news before you die. At least you'll be remembered for something good when you're alive, so that people wouldn't appreciate you only after you're dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with that. Let's continue with something techie; the things that I've spent on with nearly RM 4,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sli4xIOdKQI/AAAAAAAABp8/hPHCD61BfHA/s1600-h/DSC00583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sli4xIOdKQI/AAAAAAAABp8/hPHCD61BfHA/s400/DSC00583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357234910918420738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A 1 TB Seagate FreeAgent Desk External Drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sli4xbue7WI/AAAAAAAABqE/qDNPdHwNEI4/s1600-h/DSC00584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sli4xbue7WI/AAAAAAAABqE/qDNPdHwNEI4/s400/DSC00584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357234916153027938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sli9ejKX8mI/AAAAAAAABqM/sCf6sgfxt_k/s1600-h/DSC00585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sli9ejKX8mI/AAAAAAAABqM/sCf6sgfxt_k/s400/DSC00585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357240089289683554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sli9fPhuk_I/AAAAAAAABqU/9p7I4rKikrg/s1600-h/DSC00586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sli9fPhuk_I/AAAAAAAABqU/9p7I4rKikrg/s400/DSC00586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357240101198795762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From Gateway, now a subsidiary of Acer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sli9fUbDSWI/AAAAAAAABqc/H7hvYxtxkIs/s1600-h/DSC00588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sli9fUbDSWI/AAAAAAAABqc/H7hvYxtxkIs/s400/DSC00588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357240102512970082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gateway ID5802Y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sli9f5T19sI/AAAAAAAABqk/x9Oj8ZUSlso/s1600-h/DSC00589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sli9f5T19sI/AAAAAAAABqk/x9Oj8ZUSlso/s400/DSC00589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357240112414848706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reflective LCD screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sli9gSka50I/AAAAAAAABqs/aWofivmX318/s1600-h/DSC00590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sli9gSka50I/AAAAAAAABqs/aWofivmX318/s400/DSC00590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357240119195264834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dolby Surround Sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sli_FV2kCHI/AAAAAAAABq0/sr6rtcEnLnA/s1600-h/DSC00592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sli_FV2kCHI/AAAAAAAABq0/sr6rtcEnLnA/s400/DSC00592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357241855243454578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HDMI supported.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sli_Fgs7xVI/AAAAAAAABq8/KnoSpV_j7t8/s1600-h/DSC00594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sli_Fgs7xVI/AAAAAAAABq8/KnoSpV_j7t8/s400/DSC00594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357241858155857234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Core 2 Duo, Vista Home Premium, Nvidia GForce G105M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sli_F9Ea_VI/AAAAAAAABrE/x17vrLO9LBA/s1600-h/DSC00596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sli_F9Ea_VI/AAAAAAAABrE/x17vrLO9LBA/s400/DSC00596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357241865770564946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chromed sides; desirable design. As seen, plastic protector not removed yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sli_GUh16zI/AAAAAAAABrM/06S5K2eEXkc/s1600-h/DSC00597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sli_GUh16zI/AAAAAAAABrM/06S5K2eEXkc/s400/DSC00597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357241872067980082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Norton Internet Security 2009 &amp;amp; Microsoft Office Home &amp;amp; Student 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close to RM 4,000. Just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 TB Seagate External Drive = RM 339.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gateway ID5802Y with 2 GB RAM Upgrade = RM 3340.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Microsoft Office Home &amp;amp; Student 2007 OEM = RM 200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norton Internet Security 2009 = RM 85.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I need a 1 TB external drive? Simply because I need more space for my videos, MP3s, photos &amp;amp; documents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I need a new laptop? Because my previous laptop suffered multi-sickness &amp;amp; passed away peacefully on the 25th of June, 2009. Post-mortem indicates that NEC Versa laptop of mine died from RAM corruption &amp;amp; dead motherboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I need Microsoft Office? Because I NEED IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norton Internet Security Anti-Virus? I need the protection for my new laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, specifications of my new laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Core 2 Duo 2.40 GHZ, 3MB L2 Cache, 1066MHZ FSB, 4GB DDR3 RAM, 320GB SATA, running on Vista Home Premium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The laptop is designed by Pininfarina. What I'm confused about &amp;amp; don't understand is, what is the big Italian automotive-designing firm doing designing a laptop? I suppose they're better off designing cars like Jaguars, Ferraris, Alfa Romeos, or even Rolls Royces. Anyway, Pininfarina did quite well in adding chromes to the sides &amp;amp; the curve on the speaker ramp. Splendid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates done. Next post will be up very soon as exam's gonna be over in a few days' time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Try, by Macy Gray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-5969581674485480738?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/5969581674485480738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=5969581674485480738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5969581674485480738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5969581674485480738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-try.html' title='I Try'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sli4xIOdKQI/AAAAAAAABp8/hPHCD61BfHA/s72-c/DSC00583.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-6144847787257710790</id><published>2009-06-28T00:01:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:17:59.596+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Love Chronology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets'/><title type='text'>The Remedy</title><content type='html'>I don't really have the mood to blog right now, but still.. I'll have to update my readers with news about me. Something just happened, &amp;amp; everything is just not right for me. I feel so empty. Yet, as I've once said, the pain of a thousand needles piercing through my heart can be well-hidden &amp;amp; masked by a smile on my face. Let's move on, I'm sure none of you guys would wanna listen to me whining anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my uncle's birthday, exactly 2 weeks ago, on the 15th of June. A celebration or a small party was organized &amp;amp; carried out at Xenri D'Garden Terrace, a Japanese cuisine restaurant at Wisma Hap Seng. Flipped through the pages of the menu, the food there isn't cheap by any means. A set of 12 pieces of sushi for about RM 50+ - RM 60+, if I'm not mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the prices of food &amp;amp; drinks there are a bit steep, the place is, well, undescribable &amp;amp; unexplainable. I'll let the pictures do the talking. And oh, Xenri is opened by a not-too-far-related cousin of mine, &amp;amp; it's associated with Elken. Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZhqvmH-oI/AAAAAAAABnU/8SxqtliGc6Y/s1600-h/DSC00149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZhqvmH-oI/AAAAAAAABnU/8SxqtliGc6Y/s400/DSC00149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352072594135186050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The garden in front of the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZhqyNjiZI/AAAAAAAABnc/hFCmL4oTVcE/s1600-h/DSC00150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZhqyNjiZI/AAAAAAAABnc/hFCmL4oTVcE/s400/DSC00150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352072594837440914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Main entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZkH5-b1vI/AAAAAAAABns/7AprOSAIhys/s1600-h/DSC00152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZkH5-b1vI/AAAAAAAABns/7AprOSAIhys/s400/DSC00152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352075294160967410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The interior design. I love the carvings on the wall, right behind the food preparation section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZmwKudGOI/AAAAAAAABn0/boYZaPGULwQ/s1600-h/DSC00153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZmwKudGOI/AAAAAAAABn0/boYZaPGULwQ/s400/DSC00153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352078184875366626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Appetizer. The first dish of the day. A small piece of tofu with scallop on it in a small bowl on a big white plate. I took a glance at this, &amp;amp; I was almost disappointed by the tiny size of it, but the taste definitely did not let me down. Appetizing appetizer, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZmwRzNciI/AAAAAAAABn8/1sVNZEwwl44/s1600-h/DSC00154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZmwRzNciI/AAAAAAAABn8/1sVNZEwwl44/s400/DSC00154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352078186774360610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next, soup with mushroom &amp;amp; clam or in Cantonese, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shiong tong la-la.&lt;/span&gt;". LoL. Nahh, this one tastes better than that. By a million times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZq3SgdBRI/AAAAAAAABoE/473ezWMly-4/s1600-h/DSC00157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZq3SgdBRI/AAAAAAAABoE/473ezWMly-4/s400/DSC00157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352082705269720338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Red wine with Japanese food?? No, never. They don't go together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZq3pzJQ_I/AAAAAAAABoM/DWbEtBwpjb0/s1600-h/DSC00158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZq3pzJQ_I/AAAAAAAABoM/DWbEtBwpjb0/s400/DSC00158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352082711522132978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everything RAW!! Salmon, sashimi &amp;amp; uh.. Not sure what they call that anyway. LoL. Perfect for raw-food lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZv0itGafI/AAAAAAAABoU/CoNsSBYrD5E/s1600-h/DSC00159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZv0itGafI/AAAAAAAABoU/CoNsSBYrD5E/s400/DSC00159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352088155636263410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oyster omelette with cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZv0y8hFJI/AAAAAAAABoc/S_ya0PyNqAA/s1600-h/DSC00162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZv0y8hFJI/AAAAAAAABoc/S_ya0PyNqAA/s400/DSC00162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352088159995892882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the best of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZv1KJX5cI/AAAAAAAABok/vjN4v92vJYY/s1600-h/DSC00164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZv1KJX5cI/AAAAAAAABok/vjN4v92vJYY/s400/DSC00164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352088166223832514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tofu, again, but this time with shark fin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZyIbxo_1I/AAAAAAAABos/0fFWCWXKOnM/s1600-h/DSC00165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZyIbxo_1I/AAAAAAAABos/0fFWCWXKOnM/s400/DSC00165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352090696396898130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They have a name for this, but I forgot. Anyway, it's still Teriyaki Katsu Don, named differently only because of the sauce used. As a Teriyaki Chicken Rice fan, this is probably one of the best in town that I've tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZyISNPvLI/AAAAAAAABo0/BGqhIXCTM8M/s1600-h/DSC00166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZyISNPvLI/AAAAAAAABo0/BGqhIXCTM8M/s400/DSC00166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352090693828328626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Noodles with half-done egg &amp;amp; prawn spells C-H-O-L-E-S-T-E-R-O-L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZyIz5i0AI/AAAAAAAABo8/UTD74nmBZco/s1600-h/DSC00167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZyIz5i0AI/AAAAAAAABo8/UTD74nmBZco/s400/DSC00167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352090702872498178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dessert, last of the list. Green tea pudding with red beans &amp;amp; strawberry. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there's something special for the birthday star of the night. A plate of tofu with bird's nest &amp;amp; abalone was made specially for my uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZ0JGq-ieI/AAAAAAAABpE/6ACQddmS9Z4/s1600-h/DSC00170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZ0JGq-ieI/AAAAAAAABpE/6ACQddmS9Z4/s400/DSC00170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352092906934929890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Didn't get the chance to take the picture of the abalone. Too bad so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food at Xenri was good, but not really a good value for money as they were a bit overpriced. But it was truly an experience to dine there in the welcoming &amp;amp; warm, classy atmosphere. Recommended for Japanese food lovers who wants something out of the ordinary or fusion cuisines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? My car, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZ2NIQerVI/AAAAAAAABpM/XsoY8cNDdYA/s1600-h/DSC00559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZ2NIQerVI/AAAAAAAABpM/XsoY8cNDdYA/s400/DSC00559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352095175103393106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Huh? O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZ2n8Ev9XI/AAAAAAAABpU/nAke-gdzhKM/s1600-h/DSC00564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZ2n8Ev9XI/AAAAAAAABpU/nAke-gdzhKM/s400/DSC00564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352095635689436530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZ3N6H4TlI/AAAAAAAABpc/7bn3_wdHZ7s/s1600-h/DSC00563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZ3N6H4TlI/AAAAAAAABpc/7bn3_wdHZ7s/s400/DSC00563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352096288000724562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep. New headlights. Alrite that's it. We'll move on. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my parents just went nuts recently; they've spent around RM 11k plus on a TV &amp;amp; a refrigerator. A 50-inch LG plasma TV &amp;amp; a 4-door Sharp refrigerator. Madness. What's wrong with them? I have no idea. None at all. I've been their son of 19 years, I've never ever seen their craze for such a big TV. Never. Can't wait for the latest original Transformers 2 : Revenge of The Fallen DVD to be released, &amp;amp; then I'll watch it on the new TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZ6nc6upjI/AAAAAAAABpk/FtVzcIDOa7k/s1600-h/DSC00578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZ6nc6upjI/AAAAAAAABpk/FtVzcIDOa7k/s400/DSC00578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352100025372419634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Too big, simply too big for a family of three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZ6nuD8j2I/AAAAAAAABps/-p0RdhPFi_s/s1600-h/DSC00579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZ6nuD8j2I/AAAAAAAABps/-p0RdhPFi_s/s400/DSC00579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352100029974482786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have to open my eyes wide open to watch TV now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZ7p96ZCGI/AAAAAAAABp0/-VwzaAdtRTY/s1600-h/DSC00582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZ7p96ZCGI/AAAAAAAABp0/-VwzaAdtRTY/s400/DSC00582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352101168100739170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sheer size of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose that's about it for today.. Hmm.. I'll update my blog some other time when I'm free, most likely after my exams, after the 10th of July. I'm back to my emo self, again. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my personal favourites for the song featured today, by Jason Mraz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Remedy [I Won't Worry] - Jason Mraz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-6144847787257710790?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/6144847787257710790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=6144847787257710790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/6144847787257710790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/6144847787257710790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/06/remedy.html' title='The Remedy'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SkZhqvmH-oI/AAAAAAAABnU/8SxqtliGc6Y/s72-c/DSC00149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-5728819337989803748</id><published>2009-06-26T14:47:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T15:03:31.590+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tributes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedications'/><title type='text'>Remember The Time</title><content type='html'>A dedication,  a tribute to Michael Jackson, The King of Pop who passed away on Thursday, June 25, 2009. I've never revealed that I am and will always be a big fan of Michael Jackson, did I? Yes, I am. His sudden death was pretty much mysterious &amp;amp; it was ruled out as cardiac arrest. We'll never know whether there was foul play involved, but an autopsy is being performed &amp;amp; we shall soon get the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P, M.J.. Oh, and also, Farah Fawcett. For you guys that don't know who is she, please Google her name. Rest in peace. Your absence will always be felt by your die-hard fans all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember The Time - Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-5728819337989803748?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/5728819337989803748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=5728819337989803748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5728819337989803748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5728819337989803748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/06/remember-time.html' title='Remember The Time'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-762462396800571066</id><published>2009-06-14T14:11:00.011+04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:31:01.577+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX on Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getaways'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Love Chronology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>I Wanna Be With You</title><content type='html'>First of all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SjTS1WMHeyI/AAAAAAAABls/u4j_Gi0pPlw/s1600-h/DSC00126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SjTS1WMHeyI/AAAAAAAABls/u4j_Gi0pPlw/s400/DSC00126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347130471526923042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heheh, just something that Chan made the other day when we were having breakfast at Red Island. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Seremban with my bunch of friends on Friday, what a trip. Left K.L. early in the morning, reached there at 7.30 A.M.. The main purpose of that trip was to visit Kati &amp;amp; escort him back to K.L.. Erm, yeah, escort. Sounds weird, eh? Went for a breakfast at a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mamak&lt;/span&gt; stall, then we drove to the beach. Yeap, Port Dickson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SjTePdNiItI/AAAAAAAABl0/muTCgoUTbbE/s1600-h/DSC00131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SjTePdNiItI/AAAAAAAABl0/muTCgoUTbbE/s400/DSC00131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347143014716416722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmm.. Morning view?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SjTePutGggI/AAAAAAAABl8/BYhcT55NGRQ/s1600-h/DSC00136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SjTePutGggI/AAAAAAAABl8/BYhcT55NGRQ/s400/DSC00136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347143019412226562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SjTeP0yHyjI/AAAAAAAABmE/B0LXREYQXN4/s1600-h/DSC00130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SjTeP0yHyjI/AAAAAAAABmE/B0LXREYQXN4/s400/DSC00130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347143021043894834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SjTeQBFc0gI/AAAAAAAABmM/aZUYnIiWWv4/s1600-h/DSC00129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SjTeQBFc0gI/AAAAAAAABmM/aZUYnIiWWv4/s400/DSC00129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347143024346190338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SjTglrRe0vI/AAAAAAAABmU/oHQiZ_4IJX8/s1600-h/DSC00132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SjTglrRe0vI/AAAAAAAABmU/oHQiZ_4IJX8/s400/DSC00132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347145595471450866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's this mood, this atmosphere about going to the beach early in the morning that I love about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SjTgl67h7fI/AAAAAAAABmc/m852uZahDzE/s1600-h/DSC00135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SjTgl67h7fI/AAAAAAAABmc/m852uZahDzE/s400/DSC00135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347145599674346994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trust me, they're brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SjTgmCcLlwI/AAAAAAAABmk/AzFHY_XodII/s1600-h/DSC00137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SjTgmCcLlwI/AAAAAAAABmk/AzFHY_XodII/s400/DSC00137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347145601690343170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Petronas pipelines? Who cares.. That's Kati, Adrian &amp;amp; John On in the background, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SjThQYEfcmI/AAAAAAAABm8/zY0VVXT37BI/s1600-h/DSC00134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SjThQYEfcmI/AAAAAAAABm8/zY0VVXT37BI/s400/DSC00134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347146329051066978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As emo as it's master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went Malacca after that, to Jonker's Street.. Yeap, the food haven for Singaporeans. It's not surprising to see so many tourists there on a Friday. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind me jumping between topics, here's a pic &amp;amp; video on Papi the puppy, just to update my blog readers on the mischevious little brat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SjTkyLU2kAI/AAAAAAAABnE/Y-4NVgC-xig/s1600-h/DSC00147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SjTkyLU2kAI/AAAAAAAABnE/Y-4NVgC-xig/s400/DSC00147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347150208280465410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8079f1073e0999d3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8079f1073e0999d3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099573%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4294EF6CEDFCD1A27882F2E238E50E9A6A8A7A0A.1BE1872FC4B6B7CFE056BFC473203F94DEE11E31%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8079f1073e0999d3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DF9tRmMWy1NoBX9b47nWQyCdAMoI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8079f1073e0999d3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099573%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4294EF6CEDFCD1A27882F2E238E50E9A6A8A7A0A.1BE1872FC4B6B7CFE056BFC473203F94DEE11E31%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8079f1073e0999d3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DF9tRmMWy1NoBX9b47nWQyCdAMoI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papi the puppy playing &amp;amp; biting my socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh... Rather emotional now.. Any reasons? Maybe.. Plenty of reasons, but they all lead to the same thing. What should I do? What must I do? What can I do? I don't know.. Papi, are you hearing me out...? In my life, it seems that love is the only thing that depresses &amp;amp; makes me emotional. I know I've said this millions of times before, but yeah, I'm tired of my life. I'm tired of being depressed. I wanna break free. I wanna feel that breeze in my face once again. Is it possible? I hope so. I think it's possible. But I don't think I will ever achieve it. Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, cut the crap. I'm getting straight to the point. You know that feeling, that familiar feeling of knowing that something is going on behind you, but yet you're forced to keep an eye shut, say nothing, act like a fool &amp;amp; pretend as if nothing happened? That is exactly how I feel right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Wanna Be With You - Mandy Moore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-762462396800571066?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8079f1073e0999d3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/762462396800571066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=762462396800571066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/762462396800571066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/762462396800571066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-wanna-be-with-you.html' title='I Wanna Be With You'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SjTS1WMHeyI/AAAAAAAABls/u4j_Gi0pPlw/s72-c/DSC00126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-2834094964343715684</id><published>2009-06-09T19:47:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:17:38.909+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Nobody's Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9/6/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the exams are over after a gruesome month (May/June). And guess what? I'll be registering myself for the compulsory July examinations tomorrow. Sad, right? I only have a month to prepare before the big shot, the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, changed the air-filter, as I said. And I also got a better deal, as I said. RM 195 for the air-filter, not bad. Well, for ya'll that don't know what is an air-filter, here's a picture to guide you out of your confusion. The standard air-filter in Myvi is made of cotton, the one I'm using now is made of aluminium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Si6s8aCYNaI/AAAAAAAABkc/uPKINNPtOzg/s1600-h/DSC00120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Si6s8aCYNaI/AAAAAAAABkc/uPKINNPtOzg/s400/DSC00120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345399961516783010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things happened today. It was raining heavily this afternoon, and a tree fell in front of the gate of my house. I couldn't get into my house, so I just parked my car outside &amp;amp; climbed over the gate into my house compound instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Si6uJy-7VJI/AAAAAAAABkk/vH7Ei8xNf6I/s1600-h/DSC00114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Si6uJy-7VJI/AAAAAAAABkk/vH7Ei8xNf6I/s400/DSC00114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345401291063121042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was about to open the electric gates when I saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Si6uKJHnU_I/AAAAAAAABks/9rv-3OM-iyI/s1600-h/DSC00115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Si6uKJHnU_I/AAAAAAAABks/9rv-3OM-iyI/s400/DSC00115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345401297005138930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fortunately, there wasn't any car that was parked at the side of the road..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Si6uKeZf32I/AAAAAAAABk0/ZOIdIzDYRes/s1600-h/DSC00116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Si6uKeZf32I/AAAAAAAABk0/ZOIdIzDYRes/s400/DSC00116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345401302717292386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Close-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Si6uK79m8AI/AAAAAAAABk8/yfwZbijlqhU/s1600-h/DSC00117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Si6uK79m8AI/AAAAAAAABk8/yfwZbijlqhU/s400/DSC00117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345401310653378562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Si6uK7l0NuI/AAAAAAAABlE/Sv-ZCH3iLrk/s1600-h/DSC00118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Si6uK7l0NuI/AAAAAAAABlE/Sv-ZCH3iLrk/s400/DSC00118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345401310553585378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view from the porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My super-maid then cleared the way with a saw; she hacked away the whole tree into small sections and placed them on the roadside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the latest surprise of the day... I found a puppy!! Yeah, I found a puppy by the roadside near the guardhouse at my area, &amp;amp; I've decided to keep it. I'm planning to take it to the vet tomorrow for an injection, flea bath &amp;amp; grooming. The puppy is so badly infested with fleas; it's all over it. There were actually 3 puppies present at the guardhouse, but I chose this one because I don't want a black dog, &amp;amp; I don't want a puppy with wounds. The other puppy was very badly wounded; I can't tell whether it's a severe flea infestation or a dog bite, but it definitely looked very bad. It had an open wound at it's back; a hole where I actually saw the backbone of the puppy &amp;amp; the flesh on it, and there were fleas on the flesh IN the wound. Not to mention that there's a gap between the skin &amp;amp; the backbone &amp;amp; flesh, making it look even worse. I urged the guard to take that puppy to the vet, and he agreed. That was one of the nastiest wound I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, back to my new puppy. A picture here, I'll take more soon.. Just be patient, ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Si6xw_rYIvI/AAAAAAAABlM/75kRpSVmisQ/s1600-h/DSC00119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Si6xw_rYIvI/AAAAAAAABlM/75kRpSVmisQ/s400/DSC00119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345405263020565234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sending you to the vet tomorrow.. No more itchings for you, alrite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10/6/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent the puppy for flea removal at Section 5, it was itching &amp;amp; scratching itself throughout the whole process. Poor puppy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure why, but it seems like the puppy enjoys sleeping under the car, either my dad's car or my car. If I were to let it loose, it'll quickly run &amp;amp; hide underneath. More pictures coming in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Si_0R6FGLDI/AAAAAAAABlU/5ewu6DiHVDU/s1600-h/DSC00121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Si_0R6FGLDI/AAAAAAAABlU/5ewu6DiHVDU/s400/DSC00121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345759871197654066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Behind the tyre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Si_0R7jpeyI/AAAAAAAABlc/x-aLINkBkBo/s1600-h/DSC00122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Si_0R7jpeyI/AAAAAAAABlc/x-aLINkBkBo/s400/DSC00122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345759871594232610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lazy pup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Si_0SPpQ4tI/AAAAAAAABlk/dVMB7nwUDqs/s1600-h/DSC00124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Si_0SPpQ4tI/AAAAAAAABlk/dVMB7nwUDqs/s400/DSC00124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345759876986495698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just what the hell is it doing there..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap.. That's about it. More pictures on my new puppy, next time. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old song for today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's Home - Avril Lavigne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-2834094964343715684?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/2834094964343715684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=2834094964343715684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2834094964343715684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2834094964343715684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/06/nobodys-home.html' title='Nobody&apos;s Home'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Si6s8aCYNaI/AAAAAAAABkc/uPKINNPtOzg/s72-c/DSC00120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-1799532567547454262</id><published>2009-06-07T02:48:00.005+04:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T04:58:09.566+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Second Chance</title><content type='html'>Okay, so here comes another post. I've received too many complaints from friends saying that I'm not updating my blog as often as I used to, and that I should update regularly in order to keep them occupied; at least they'll have something to read when they're bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes.. Definitely. Something interesting. Erm... Alrite, I really don't know what's with my luck lately, but I'm getting tons &amp;amp; tons of great offers. Seriously. The phone I recently bought, you guys won't wanna know exactly how much I was offered. It wasn't a bargain, it was WAAAAAAAAYY lower and cheaper than a bargain. And now, I've accepted yet another offer, which was (and STILL) pretty good &amp;amp; shocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you guys might remember that incident where my car skidded on the expressway back from Genting, and that I've to change all 4 of my tyres after that due to extreme wear &amp;amp; tear. It's about RM 700++ for that set of 4 Michelin XM1 tyres, not to mention that there were hidden costs as well, which brought the total up to RM 900+. Oh wait, I haven't shared that part with you guys.. But that's what happened. My car skidded, I almost died but God wants me alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now.. About 2-3 months after the incident, I'm given another offer which I cannot and will not refuse, cos' it's just simply too tempting. A set of 4 Dunlop Formula D 01 195/55 R15 tyres AND a set of 15-inch alloy sport rims, for less than half of what I paid for changing the rubbers few months back. YES!! An upgrade from 14 to 15-inch sport rims, and new shoes for more driftings!! LoL. Nah, ain't gonna do driftings anymore. But yeah, I was quoted such a nice price, I just can't decline the offer. You guys know that I'd do anything to my car for it to look good &amp;amp; perform at it's best, right? Better looking new rims are lighter and new tyres with new threads, what else could I possibly ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sir82cq84nI/AAAAAAAABkE/ashlPHv0kDg/s1600-h/DSC00507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sir82cq84nI/AAAAAAAABkE/ashlPHv0kDg/s400/DSC00507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344361920167993970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My new 15-inch rims. The Brembo brake caliper cover is an add-on. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sir82uHJhVI/AAAAAAAABkM/3yXkBqRF_hg/s1600-h/DSC00511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sir82uHJhVI/AAAAAAAABkM/3yXkBqRF_hg/s400/DSC00511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344361924849665362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I seriously don't know where would I get such a great bargain with a free gift thrown in; the brake caliper covers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sir82jUjacI/AAAAAAAABkU/vymSOnzaEec/s1600-h/DSC00521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sir82jUjacI/AAAAAAAABkU/vymSOnzaEec/s400/DSC00521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344361921953098178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;195/55 R15 85V. Can't see it? Nevermind. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I'm happy with the deal. And I've finally fitted a set of tyres that performs better in the wet. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There'll be another upgrade to my car very soon; I'll be replacing the stock air-filter with a drop-in K&amp;amp;N air-filter. Yes, it's my first and will be the only performance upgrade that I'll ever make to my car. The filter costs RM240, but I know I'll be able to find a better price somewhere else. I just...know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Jonathan Ngau, Nicholas &amp;amp; Shaun Ng.. Ya'll finally made it to my Friends &amp;amp; Links list. Hahaha.. Sorry about the delay, I was too lazy to update that section as I'll have to edit at the layout section if I want to add more links to that section, but I did it anyway. So.. Welcome. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update some other time, alrite? Here's Second Chance, by Shinedown. Good song, good song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-1799532567547454262?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/1799532567547454262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=1799532567547454262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/1799532567547454262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/1799532567547454262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/06/second-chance.html' title='Second Chance'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Sir82cq84nI/AAAAAAAABkE/ashlPHv0kDg/s72-c/DSC00507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-5604379446430727483</id><published>2009-05-31T22:58:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:15:23.293+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Love Chronology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Love Story</title><content type='html'>A token of appreciation... From KLIA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SiKq3I-CzNI/AAAAAAAABj8/RMcE5Ppzp9k/s1600-h/DSC00506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SiKq3I-CzNI/AAAAAAAABj8/RMcE5Ppzp9k/s400/DSC00506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342019972292070610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Was at the airport this morning. There was a power shortage at the exit of the parking lot, one of the guards there removed the metal-pole to allow motorists to exit, so I got the chance to keep this orange lil' token. Heck, if i knew there was a power shortage I won't even bother to pay at the autopay machine. RM 4.50 wouldn't do much difference to the KLIA managements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya' know, there's no difference in between of the feeling of dying &amp;amp; the feeling of speeding at 160-180 KM/H, &amp;amp; feeling sleepy &amp;amp; falling asleep at the same time. Well at least that's what I inadvertently discovered today. I was driving home this morning, feeling sleepy because I slept at 2.30 A.M., &amp;amp; woke up at 4.45 A.M.. I set my foot down, was doing close to 180 KM/H &amp;amp; I fell asleep. See, even at that kind of speed I can fall asleep. Even the speed demon is getting tired &amp;amp; bored of speeding. All I wanted to do at that very moment is to get home as soon as possible &amp;amp; sleep my ass off. During the whole journey of coming back from the airport, I fell asleep for 4 times, and I remembered closing my eyes for more than 3 seconds in 1 of the 4 times. I know, I know. It's people like me that causes major accidents on the road..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, slept till about 5 P.M..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling really, really lonely now.. Feeling empty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Story - Rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-5604379446430727483?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/5604379446430727483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=5604379446430727483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5604379446430727483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5604379446430727483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-story.html' title='Love Story'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SiKq3I-CzNI/AAAAAAAABj8/RMcE5Ppzp9k/s72-c/DSC00506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-2561703095373316327</id><published>2009-05-30T21:28:00.006+04:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T13:30:30.745+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advices'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets'/><title type='text'>Feel Good Inc.</title><content type='html'>Yeap, feeling good is what most, if not, all the youngsters of today are seeking for. Clubbing, smoking, alcohol &amp;amp; drugs. But before I get into the main topic, there's something that I wanna share with all of you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SiFun-WDnbI/AAAAAAAABjM/RJtPnkVydjE/s1600-h/DSC00107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SiFun-WDnbI/AAAAAAAABjM/RJtPnkVydjE/s400/DSC00107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341672266067582386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I bought a new phone for myself. I was offered a deal, actually.. The original price for the phone now in the market is about RM 599, but someone I know offered me a rock-bottom price, which I will not reveal as it might cause some discomfort to my blog readers.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is it? It's a 2.0 MP camera flip phone, with an additional VGA camera on the inside for 3G video calling, as well as a memory slot supporting up to 4GB of Micro SD. In this case, however, a 1-GB Micro SD memory card comes with the package. Yep, it's the not-so-new Motorola RAZR MAXX V6 Ferrari Limited Edition. Package includes the usual stuffs; a 12-month warranty card, battery charger, headphones, phone-PC cable, a Motorola keychain and of course, a Ferrari Red Limited Edition pouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SiFxFL2vlEI/AAAAAAAABjU/Be5mqlbUvMA/s1600-h/DSC00108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SiFxFL2vlEI/AAAAAAAABjU/Be5mqlbUvMA/s400/DSC00108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341674966933804098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what the Motorola team did to the ordinary RAZR MAXX V6 was, they stuck a Ferrari Scuderia logo on to the top front of the phone, a Ferrari theme with special tones, &amp;amp; TONS of pictures of Ferrari cars. I'm not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SiFxFdYaeAI/AAAAAAAABjc/VUhVaKQTb2Y/s1600-h/DSC00110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SiFxFdYaeAI/AAAAAAAABjc/VUhVaKQTb2Y/s400/DSC00110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341674971638429698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry for the blur image. Picture taken with my W980's crappy 3.2 MP camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, they printed the word 'Ferrari' on the back of the phone, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SiFxFl6a_BI/AAAAAAAABjk/Lj_hldg4HK0/s1600-h/DSC00111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SiFxFl6a_BI/AAAAAAAABjk/Lj_hldg4HK0/s400/DSC00111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341674973928553490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the most prominent feature of Motorola's RAZR series would be the 'thickness' of the phones. Erm, it's supposed to be slim, but the difference of the thickness between this phone &amp;amp; Sony's W980 is..well, it's hard to see. Maybe around ±0.1 mm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SiFxGFBUDtI/AAAAAAAABj0/1rQEUSpQzcg/s1600-h/DSC00113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SiFxGFBUDtI/AAAAAAAABj0/1rQEUSpQzcg/s400/DSC00113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341674982278958802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Side view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SiFxF4B8ZcI/AAAAAAAABjs/68-KV-UunHM/s1600-h/DSC00112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SiFxF4B8ZcI/AAAAAAAABjs/68-KV-UunHM/s400/DSC00112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341674978791941570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Frontal view, typical Motorola RAZR design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't complain much about the phone as the price is unreasonably low, and it's NEW. Acquired this phone as a 3rd phone, after my W980 and B110, Hotlink &amp;amp; uMobile. This one here will be carrying a new Celcom sim card. Inform me if you want my Celcom number. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough about my new phone. Back to the main topic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clubbing, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird, but even in my late teen venturing into my 20s, I might possibly never understand the fun of nightlife involving hard, thrashing music, cigarettes, alcohol &amp;amp; drugs. What's the fun in it? Not to mention the things that I've seen in places like this; girls getting groped in the dark, strangers or sometimes even friends spiking drinks, couples getting high &amp;amp; getting it on in the toilet, they actually set this perception in my mind that clubbing is an activity for the jobless &amp;amp; lifeless. No offence to friends of mine who are avid clubbers, it's just what I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, why? Why clubbing, smoking, drinking &amp;amp; drug abuse when the cash could be better spent for something else? An investment, perhaps? Everything in a club is over-priced. Hard liquor, especially. A bottle of J.D. or Chivas would easily fetch over RM 200-300 in a club, almost double the price paid for the same thing in most supermarkets. Point one clarified; it's not cheaper to drink at a club. And you risk getting your drinks spiked too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The essence &amp;amp; atmosphere of clubbing usually consists of heavy cigarette smoke, heavy alcohol smell, loud music, &amp;amp; people dancing on a floor smeared with vomit. Let's just say that a girl were to go clubbing just for the music &amp;amp; dance.. I'm sorry, but I don't seem to be able to get this off my mind; I've seen guys, total strangers, grabbing girls in clubs, 7 times in a single night. I don't care what ya'll are going to say, I just wanna make my second point clear. Be careful, girls, if you were to ever set foot into places like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third and the last point. Drugs are simply so common among clubbers nowadays. Ecstasy? Ice? Heroine in Perillys cigarettes? Some clubbers desperately seek ways to get high quicker &amp;amp; faster than simply drinking, they resort to drugs. Now, it's perfectly alright if they wanna spoil their own life by taking drugs, but it seems that they're also using it on their peers by secretly mixing drugs into their drinks or cigarettes. Drugs causes addiction &amp;amp; dependance, and when used in large quantity, they put one's health in risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen shits happening to friends that I care about a lot, people around me who matters &amp;amp; means a lot to me, and I don't want more of them to get into these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel Good Inc. - Gorillaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-2561703095373316327?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/2561703095373316327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=2561703095373316327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2561703095373316327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2561703095373316327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/05/feel-good-inc.html' title='Feel Good Inc.'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SiFun-WDnbI/AAAAAAAABjM/RJtPnkVydjE/s72-c/DSC00107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-5017165871914248144</id><published>2009-05-22T22:38:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:10:29.179+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Audio System'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advices'/><title type='text'>Angel</title><content type='html'>Alright.. As promised, the pictures after the fixing of the car.. Too bad though I didn't took any pictures of the 'after-crash',  just didn't have the chance to do so. Camera wasn't with me, phone battery low, pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it cost me roughly around RM 1.1k to get the job done. They've replaced the bumper, knocked the fender &amp;amp; hood, replaced the broken headlamp &amp;amp; resprayed the whole front of the car. So.. Yeah, it looked as if it just rolled out of the factory. New, shiny &amp;amp; flawless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/ShldQScT7dI/AAAAAAAABik/vdzpjeJTYbo/s1600-h/DSC00496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/ShldQScT7dI/AAAAAAAABik/vdzpjeJTYbo/s400/DSC00496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339401367634308562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Good as new. The middle part of the bumper is now originally black; it's not sprayed black or whatsoever. Which means.. Only the sides are sprayed pearl white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/ShlyJDvBTMI/AAAAAAAABis/jQgXRTZD9rU/s1600-h/DSC00497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/ShlyJDvBTMI/AAAAAAAABis/jQgXRTZD9rU/s400/DSC00497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339424333171346626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New front bumper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/ShlzRcq7MnI/AAAAAAAABi0/gY6TZXo0M04/s1600-h/DSC00498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/ShlzRcq7MnI/AAAAAAAABi0/gY6TZXo0M04/s400/DSC00498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339425576815637106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The new, original, smoked SE headlamp does sparkle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Shl1Du3gDoI/AAAAAAAABi8/X9p4DF_3zOA/s1600-h/DSC00501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Shl1Du3gDoI/AAAAAAAABi8/X9p4DF_3zOA/s400/DSC00501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339427540205309570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haven't seen that gleam in a very long time. Welcome back, WRG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Shl2TgsrGdI/AAAAAAAABjE/stZ4u-MGAsI/s1600-h/DSC00492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Shl2TgsrGdI/AAAAAAAABjE/stZ4u-MGAsI/s400/DSC00492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339428910791334354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Err...? LoL. This has got nothing to do with the accident.. Just showing off my subwoofer.. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I got my car back on Thursday, but I've delayed this post till today. Oh, and as for Tzu Woei &amp;amp; Jun Yew, I wish you guys farewell &amp;amp; best of lucks in furthering your studies at Kampar. Study hard, folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got plenty to talk about, plenty to blog about, but I'm simply feeling too lazy to type them out. Maybe in the following post, you'll find me talking about the youths today with their lifestyle; smoking, drinking, clubbing, taking drugs &amp;amp; so on. I don't know, I just felt that there're too many people around me that I care about that does all that I've mentioned. Disappointing, I know. But they just wouldn't understand. Label me as a old-fashioned person in my late teen, but I'll be raising the awareness to remind them young people that what they're doing now does more harm than good to themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel - Sarah McLachlan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-5017165871914248144?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/5017165871914248144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=5017165871914248144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5017165871914248144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5017165871914248144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/05/angel.html' title='Angel'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/ShldQScT7dI/AAAAAAAABik/vdzpjeJTYbo/s72-c/DSC00496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-8110768984434522553</id><published>2009-05-19T21:04:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:16:08.151+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Car'/><title type='text'>Dead And Gone</title><content type='html'>Something interesting, you said, Jun Yew? I do have some in store..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got into an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No photos taken, but I can tell you guys what actually happened 2 days ago, on Monday, May 18 2009. I was going home from British Council as my exam was actually held there. It happened somewhere near the Titiwangsa Monorail station, where I rear-ended a van that emergency braked to a complete halt, what for, I don't know. I couldn't brake in time &amp;amp; crashed right into the back of the van. Partially because my brakes failed me, which means I'll have to replace my brake pads &amp;amp; rotors as soon as my car returns from the workshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crash was not exactly bad, the engine is still running well after the accident, the HID kits survived the impact, the radiator did not leak one bit. But, the fender was dented so badly that the door on the driver side can't be opened. The hood was literally folded into half, the bumper smashed into pieces &amp;amp; miraculously, my number plate was fine. Fine as in not a single scratch. Weird? Maybe. (Psst! Buy my number on Magnum &amp;amp; Toto!! Who knows, it might be a grand prize-winner?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total cost of repairing, knocking, repainting, replacing new headlamps &amp;amp; workmanship = around RM 1400-1800. Actual figure unknown as it's my dad's mechanic. Argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days time, &amp;amp; I shall post the pictures of my car after the repairs &amp;amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to wonder if all the accidents that I saw &amp;amp; nightmares that I had over the past entire week were hints to this. I saw 5-6 accidents over the past 1 week, &amp;amp; getting dreams of dying in an accident. The dream repeated for like 2-3 times, &amp;amp; it was rather scary because the accident happened exactly like in my dream, minus the death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. At least I'm still alive, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, no.. I'm not Dead &amp;amp; Gone yet.. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead &amp;amp; Gone - T.I. feat. Justin Timberlake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-8110768984434522553?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/8110768984434522553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=8110768984434522553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/8110768984434522553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/8110768984434522553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/05/dead-and-gone.html' title='Dead And Gone'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-7898757707898822744</id><published>2009-05-13T19:39:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:10:53.856+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>I Wanna Know</title><content type='html'>Yes Ms. Christina.. I haven't heard from you for a long time. How have things been for you? I thought of replying you in the comment box, but after a while I just thought that it's also quite a good reason for me to make a new post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. Yeah, I'm in the middle of my 6-month medical foundation studies. I'll be leaving soon, in September; that's if everything goes well and the intake is not full. How have you been? Still teaching in TARC? It's surprising that you still remember my blog link though. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. Weight factor. Guess what? I've lost 2 KGs. No lunch, only bread &amp;amp; eggs for breakfast &amp;amp; dinner. Gym every single day for 2 hours. 4 days, 2 KGs. It's hard, really hard to overcome the temptations for all the good food around me. Be strong, MX... Be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Alright, oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how you knock me off my feet, hmm&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you come around me I get weak, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Nobody ever made me feel this way, oh&lt;br /&gt;You kiss my lips and then you take my breath away&lt;br /&gt;So I wanna know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know what turns you on&lt;br /&gt;So I can be all that and more&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to know what makes you cry&lt;br /&gt;So I can be the one who always makes you smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl he never understood what you were worth, hmm no&lt;br /&gt;And he never took the time to make it work&lt;br /&gt;(You deserve more loving, girl)&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm the kind of man who shows concern, yes I do, oh&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that I can please you let me learn&lt;br /&gt;So I wanna know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know what turns you on&lt;br /&gt;So I can be all that and more&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to know what makes you cry&lt;br /&gt;So I can be the one who always makes you smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what I gotta do to please you&lt;br /&gt;Baby anything you say I'll do&lt;br /&gt;Cause I only wanna make you happy&lt;br /&gt;From the bottom of my heart, it's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could take a journey through your mind, alright&lt;br /&gt;And find emotions that you always try to hide babe, oh&lt;br /&gt;I do believe that there's a love you wanna share, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;I'll take good care of you lady, have no fear, oh&lt;br /&gt;So I wanna know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know what turns you on&lt;br /&gt;So I can be all that and more&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to know what makes you cry&lt;br /&gt;So I can be the one who always makes you smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what I gotta do to please you&lt;br /&gt;Baby anything you say I'll do&lt;br /&gt;Cause I only wanna make you happy&lt;br /&gt;From the bottom of my heart, it's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know what turns you on&lt;br /&gt;So I can be all that and more&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to know what makes you cry&lt;br /&gt;So I can be the one who always makes you smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Wanna Know - Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-7898757707898822744?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/7898757707898822744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=7898757707898822744' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/7898757707898822744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/7898757707898822744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wanna-know.html' title='I Wanna Know'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-3394216906503643940</id><published>2009-05-11T21:06:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:52:29.226+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Love Chronology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>It's Been A While</title><content type='html'>At least one of my major problems is solved for now. She decided to leave me for good. Ahh yes, I'm dumped again. I'm relieved that this whole thing is finally solved, but I'm still feeling all mixed up &amp;amp; fucked up about it, mainly because things didn't really go as I hope after all the effort, time &amp;amp; unconditional love put into this whole relationship. I'm feeling happy for her, at least she got through her own dilemma; but I'm feeling sad, angry, depressed, tensed-up, all at the same time. The memories are gonna kill me &amp;amp; make each &amp;amp; every single day of my life miserable, for I don't know how long. I'm just not that kind of perfect boyfriend material that girls would be looking for. I SUCK at being a boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so tired of everything already. I'm tired. Life just felt so damn miserable for me. I don't know what I'll do without her, but I hope &amp;amp; wish that life won't be too harsh for me after this. So what that I love her? I just suck. I'm worthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;br /&gt;Since I could hold my head up high&lt;br /&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;br /&gt;Since I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;br /&gt;Since I could stand on my own 2 feet again&lt;br /&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;br /&gt;Since I could call you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything I can't remember&lt;br /&gt;As fucked up as it all may seem&lt;br /&gt;The consequences that I've rendered&lt;br /&gt;I've stretched myself beyond my means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;br /&gt;Since I could say that I wasn't addicted&lt;br /&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;br /&gt;Since I could say I loved myself as well&lt;br /&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;br /&gt;Since I've gone and fucked things up, just like I always do&lt;br /&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;br /&gt;But all that shit seems to disappear when I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything I can't remember&lt;br /&gt;As fucked up as it all may seem&lt;br /&gt;The consequences that I've rendered&lt;br /&gt;I've gone &amp;amp; fucked thing up again, again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must I feel this way...&lt;br /&gt;Just make this go away...&lt;br /&gt;Just one more peaceful day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;br /&gt;Since I could look at myself straight&lt;br /&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;br /&gt;Since I said I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;br /&gt;Since I've seen the way the candles light your face&lt;br /&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;br /&gt;But I can still remember just the way you taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything I can't remember&lt;br /&gt;As fucked up as it all may seem, to be&lt;br /&gt;I know its me&lt;br /&gt;I cannot blame this on my father&lt;br /&gt;He did the best he could for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;br /&gt;Since I could hold my head up high&lt;br /&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;br /&gt;Since I said I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're reading this.. I'd like to apologise for everything, and I mean, everything. I'm sorry. And I love you. I do. I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows what I'll be doing next. I'm just so disappointed with myself. Everything doesn't feel right. I ruined everything that I've gained &amp;amp; treasured, all with my own bare hands. I've not felt this emotional, this fucked-up in a very, very long time. If suicide is the remedy, Menara Alpha would be the medicine. There just won't be enough apologizes; in fact there's nothing that I can do to make you forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so devastated right now. I'm just hoping that time &amp;amp; reassurance is what I need to get me through this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;Behind all the fake smiles, a million worries lies, a thousand questions troubles me. Will I ever be the same again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;It's Been A While - Staind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&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/5379261378848157521-3394216906503643940?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/3394216906503643940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=3394216906503643940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/3394216906503643940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/3394216906503643940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been A While'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-6343924993333253615</id><published>2009-05-11T11:12:00.005+04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T14:49:16.893+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger Management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Change The World</title><content type='html'>Felt kinda fucked up today. Presentation was OK, but my partner screwed it all up. The font colour blends with the background colour, making them hard to read. Everything was prepared the night before, &amp;amp; it was my duty to present more &amp;amp; prepare the printed materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I came across this song, this very familiar song that dates back to my childhood era. The 90s? Maybe late 80s, I don't remember. Heard it playing at Cold Storage &amp;amp; it instantly put the smile back on my face, cos' it just brought back so many sweet memories. Here's the lyrics to it, hope ya'll enjoy it as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Arial;"&gt;If I could reach the stars, I'd pull one down for you&lt;br /&gt;Shine it on my heart, so you could see the truth&lt;br /&gt;That this love I have inside, is everything it seems&lt;br /&gt;But for now I find, it's only in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I can change the world&lt;br /&gt;I would be the sunlight in your universe&lt;br /&gt;You will think my love was really something good&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I could, change the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be king, even for a day&lt;br /&gt;I'd take you as my queen, I'd have it no other way&lt;br /&gt;And our love will rule, in this kingdom we have made&lt;br /&gt;Till then I'd be a fool, wishin' for the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Arial;"&gt;That I can change the world&lt;br /&gt;I would be the sunlight in your universe&lt;br /&gt;You will think my love was really something good&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I could, change the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I could change the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Arial;"&gt;That I can change the world&lt;br /&gt;I would be the sunlight in your universe&lt;br /&gt;You will think my love was really something good&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I could, change the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I could change the world...   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change The World - Eric Clapton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-6343924993333253615?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/6343924993333253615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=6343924993333253615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/6343924993333253615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/6343924993333253615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/05/change-world.html' title='Change The World'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-2456001860015756748</id><published>2009-05-10T08:11:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T14:15:19.898+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Touch My Hand</title><content type='html'>Yeah, so here's a specially dedicated post for you, since it's your birthday. HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!! Heh.. Since when you became a mom, Janice? Not really specially dedicated for you, partially. The song is dedicated to you anyway. Haha.. Happy Birthday, Janice, the OUTSTANDING Malaysian.. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been going to the gym almost everyday for the past few weeks, at least 1 &amp;amp; 1/2 hour each session. Why? Weight factor. Size factor. Darn.. It's tiring, but of course at the same time rewarding as I can sleep better at night after all the tiring workouts. So.. Anyone there wanna join me? Nah, don't think so. None of you guys would have the time anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored. Emotional. Depressed. Tensed-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touch My Hand - David Archuleta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-2456001860015756748?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/2456001860015756748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=2456001860015756748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2456001860015756748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2456001860015756748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/05/touch-my-hand.html' title='Touch My Hand'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-5318509019938853398</id><published>2009-05-08T21:15:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:48:25.229+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Love Chronology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>In The Air Tonight</title><content type='html'>The weight factor: Yes, it is depressing, and I've been trying my so darn best to shed off some weight, but no effect on the scale so far. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love factor: Nope, it's not solved yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cash factor: Yeap, I'm still broke, especially after burning about RM300 for a pair of Lee Cooper spectacles frame &amp;amp; lenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exam factor: So-so prepared, hopefully I can do well or just burn me in hell if I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in the mood for this song right now.. By Phil Collins.. Wiki it up, and dig the urban legend behind the song &amp;amp; lyrics. Nice song, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it coming in the air tonight, Oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for this moment, all my life, Oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel it coming in the air tonight, Oh Lord, Oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you told me you were drowning&lt;br /&gt;I would not lend a hand&lt;br /&gt;I've seen your face before my friend&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know if you know who I am&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was there and I saw what you did&lt;br /&gt;I saw it with my own two eyes&lt;br /&gt;So you can wipe off the grin, I know where you've been&lt;br /&gt;It's all been a pack of lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can feel it coming in the air tonight, Oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, Oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it coming in the air tonight, Oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;And I've been waiting for this moment all my life, Oh Lord, Oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I remember, I remember don't worry&lt;br /&gt;How could I ever forget, it's the first time, the last time we ever met&lt;br /&gt;But I know the reason why you keep your silence up, no you don't fool me&lt;br /&gt;The hurt doesn't show; but the pain still grows&lt;br /&gt;It's no stranger to you or me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can feel it coming in the air tonight, Oh Lord...&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, Oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it in the air tonight, Oh Lord, Oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;And I've been waiting for this moment all my life, Oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it coming in the air tonight, Oh Lord...&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, Oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it in the air tonight, Oh Lord, Oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;And I've been waiting for this moment all my life, Oh Lord, Oh Lord..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In The Air Tonight - Phil Collins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-5318509019938853398?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/5318509019938853398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=5318509019938853398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5318509019938853398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5318509019938853398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-air-tonight.html' title='In The Air Tonight'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-3724560550412215761</id><published>2009-05-01T22:36:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T22:41:11.100+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getaways'/><title type='text'>The Unforgiven</title><content type='html'>The Unforgiven - Gregorian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New blood joins this earth&lt;br /&gt;And quickly he's subdued&lt;br /&gt;Through constant pain disgrace&lt;br /&gt;A young boy learns his rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With time the child draws in&lt;br /&gt;This whipping boy done wrong&lt;br /&gt;Deprived of all his thoughts&lt;br /&gt;A young man struggles on and on he's known&lt;br /&gt;A vow unto his own&lt;br /&gt;That never from this day&lt;br /&gt;His will they'll take away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've felt&lt;br /&gt;What I've known&lt;br /&gt;Never shined through in what I've shown&lt;br /&gt;Never be&lt;br /&gt;Never see&lt;br /&gt;Won't see what might have been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've felt&lt;br /&gt;What I've known&lt;br /&gt;Never shined through in what I've shown&lt;br /&gt;Never free&lt;br /&gt;Never me&lt;br /&gt;So I dub thee unforgiven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They dedicate their lives&lt;br /&gt;To running all of his&lt;br /&gt;He tries to please them all&lt;br /&gt;This bitter man he is&lt;br /&gt;Throughout his life the same&lt;br /&gt;He's battled constantly&lt;br /&gt;This fight he cannot win&lt;br /&gt;A tired man they see no longer cares&lt;br /&gt;The old man then prepares&lt;br /&gt;To die regretfully&lt;br /&gt;That old man here is me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've felt&lt;br /&gt;What I've known&lt;br /&gt;Never shined through in what I've shown&lt;br /&gt;Never be&lt;br /&gt;Never see&lt;br /&gt;Won't see what might have been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've felt&lt;br /&gt;What I've known&lt;br /&gt;Never shined through in what I've shown&lt;br /&gt;Never free&lt;br /&gt;Never me&lt;br /&gt;So I dub thee unforgiven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've felt&lt;br /&gt;What I've known&lt;br /&gt;Never shined through in what I've shown&lt;br /&gt;Never be&lt;br /&gt;Never see&lt;br /&gt;Won't see what might have been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've felt&lt;br /&gt;What I've known&lt;br /&gt;Never shined through in what I've shown&lt;br /&gt;Never free&lt;br /&gt;Never me&lt;br /&gt;So I dub thee unforgiven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never free&lt;br /&gt;Never me&lt;br /&gt;So I dub thee unforgiven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You labeled me&lt;br /&gt;I'll label you&lt;br /&gt;So I dub thee unforgiven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never free&lt;br /&gt;Never me&lt;br /&gt;So I dub thee unforgiven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You labeled me&lt;br /&gt;I'll label you&lt;br /&gt;So I dub thee unforgiven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Gregorian chants, love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-3724560550412215761?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/3724560550412215761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=3724560550412215761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/3724560550412215761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/3724560550412215761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/05/unforgiven.html' title='The Unforgiven'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-2298642712022385698</id><published>2009-04-30T00:07:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T22:39:50.783+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Love Chronology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Ready For Love</title><content type='html'>Please.. I need you to get me through this.. I'm depressed.. I really am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready for love,&lt;br /&gt;Why are you hiding from me&lt;br /&gt;I'd quickly give my freedom&lt;br /&gt;To be held in your capitivity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready for love,&lt;br /&gt;All of the joy and the pain&lt;br /&gt;And all the time that it takes&lt;br /&gt;Just to stay in your good grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been thinking maybe you're not&lt;br /&gt;Ready for me,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you think I need to learn maturity&lt;br /&gt;They say watch what you ask for 'cuz you might receive&lt;br /&gt;But if you ask me tomorrow, I'll say the same thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  am ready for love,&lt;br /&gt;Would you please lend me your ear&lt;br /&gt;I promise I won't complain&lt;br /&gt;I just need you to acknowledge I am here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you give me half a chance&lt;br /&gt;I'll prove this to you&lt;br /&gt;I will be patient, kind, faithful and true&lt;br /&gt;To a man who loves music&lt;br /&gt;A man who loves art&lt;br /&gt;Respect the spirit world and thinks with his heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready for love&lt;br /&gt;If you'll take me in your hands&lt;br /&gt;I will learn what you teach&lt;br /&gt;And do the best that I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready for love&lt;br /&gt;Here with an offering of my voice&lt;br /&gt;My eyes, my soul, my mind&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what is enough&lt;br /&gt;To prove I am ready for love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready For Love - India Arie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-2298642712022385698?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/2298642712022385698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=2298642712022385698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2298642712022385698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2298642712022385698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/04/ready-for-love.html' title='Ready For Love'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-1945154856557539795</id><published>2009-04-29T14:08:00.007+04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T22:39:37.747+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Defeated</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Main Factors Of My Constant Depression;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;BROKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I can't find a way to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOLVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my never-ending string of love complications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MISSING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Exams are around the corner, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M NOT PREPARED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I broke the record of my own 'over-weightness'; I weigh about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;200 POUNDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; now, and that's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda rare to see me updating my blog with 3 different posts in a single day, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selling stories that were overrated in this world so complicated&lt;br /&gt;Felt so right, you tried to make it wrong&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we all just get along&lt;br /&gt;From the start something wasn't right&lt;br /&gt;I used to cry myself to sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;Told myself stand up be strong&lt;br /&gt;This kind of phase doesn't last for long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time you try to knock me down, gonna pick my back up off the ground&lt;br /&gt;The battle never ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tear me apart&lt;br /&gt;You can rip me to pieces&lt;br /&gt;Try breaking me down&lt;br /&gt;But I'll never be beated&lt;br /&gt;You can say that you won but I'll never believe it&lt;br /&gt;Cos I can't be defeated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a mistake swore I'll never repeat it&lt;br /&gt;Lost my heart for a second but it never stopped beating&lt;br /&gt;I smile through the tears so the way that I see it&lt;br /&gt;I can't be defeated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times that I couldn't take it&lt;br /&gt;Never felt so violated&lt;br /&gt;At the risk of sounding so cliché&lt;br /&gt;I just gotta call a spade a spade&lt;br /&gt;Hurts me right to the core&lt;br /&gt;I can't take this anymore&lt;br /&gt;Getting tired of the same old song&lt;br /&gt;Final chorus, now I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things aint fair in love in war&lt;br /&gt;Never been the kind to be ignored&lt;br /&gt;Tried to push me to the edge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tear me apart&lt;br /&gt;You can rip me to pieces&lt;br /&gt;Try breaking me down&lt;br /&gt;But I'll never be beated&lt;br /&gt;You can say that you won but I'll never believe it&lt;br /&gt;Cos I can't be defeated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a mistake swore I'll never repeat it&lt;br /&gt;Lost my heart for a second but it never stopped beating&lt;br /&gt;I smile through the tears so the way that I see it&lt;br /&gt;I can't be defeated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is impossible&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is unreachable&lt;br /&gt;If you only believe then you get what you need&lt;br /&gt;So keep on holdin on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tear me apart&lt;br /&gt;You can rip me to pieces&lt;br /&gt;Try breaking me down&lt;br /&gt;But I'll never be beated&lt;br /&gt;You can say that you won but I'll never believe it&lt;br /&gt;Cos I can't be defeated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a mistake swore I'll never repeat it&lt;br /&gt;Lost my heart for a second but it never stopped beating&lt;br /&gt;I smile through the tears so the way that I see it&lt;br /&gt;I can't be defeated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SfgzxpJw-8I/AAAAAAAABic/6ezoA8xD1Bg/s1600-h/Anastacia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SfgzxpJw-8I/AAAAAAAABic/6ezoA8xD1Bg/s400/Anastacia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330067086946401218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defeated - Anastacia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-1945154856557539795?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/1945154856557539795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=1945154856557539795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/1945154856557539795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/1945154856557539795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/04/defeated.html' title='Defeated'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SfgzxpJw-8I/AAAAAAAABic/6ezoA8xD1Bg/s72-c/Anastacia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-648640456679208035</id><published>2009-04-29T00:00:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T01:01:23.205+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Love Chronology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Starry Eyed Surprise</title><content type='html'>Hi everybody. The hour hand of the clock is now pointing at precisely 4, yes, 4 in the morning. So good morning, it's a wake up call from the zombie-blogger. Me? Sleep? I need no sleep. Live young, die hard. Nah, just kidding. Another emotional night for me to get through, it's kinda hard without support from people that can actually understand my situation, and that's if I can even tell anyone about my situation in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what I did? Well... Of course, I was given the 'honor' to keep the spare keys to my dad's Innova. Oh, and by the way. My dad's Innova is like 5 months old, and it has already done 37,743 KMs, some 6000 KMs more than my car which is more than double it's age. Talking about hardcore, heavy-duty driver, my dad will be the best example. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, where did we stopped? Oh, and I was talking about the spare keys to his car.. Yeap. I was emotional, so I took the keys and sneaked out in his Innova. The engine was insanely LOUD when I first turned the key into IGNITION position, and I don't know how was it possible that all the noise didn't wake my parents up at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so what was the verdict? 5 months into my dad's 'new' car, and I've finally got the chance to push the car to it's limits. Oh, wait. First of all, I gotta explain the mad things that I did. So.. 150 KM/H on MRR2 (you can't actually go that fast on that Innova, because there're simply not enough power to push that 2 tons of metal), tail-gating those puny little cars on the road. Ahh, yes, it's amazing how the sheer size of the Innova can do its' magic by scaring Kancils off the road. LoL. Then, there's something that I love to do with my Myvi; tire-roll. Yeah, the smell of burning rubber.. The squeals the tires made.. And of course, the after-effect; the damage to the tires. I did it once in front of Old Town Coffee House at Prima Setapak yesterday morning, and damn that was the longest, sweetest pitch of tire squeals I've ever made &amp;amp; heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sped in that Innova, went sideways from corner to corner &amp;amp; did burnouts. Satisfaction. Truly. It's amazing what I can do with a MPV, an 8-seater with a 2-litre engine. Imagine what would happen if I've got a more powerful car with better handling than my Myvi? Illegal racing? LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I almost forgot. It was my car's birthday yesterday!! Renewed the roadtax, valid till 28th April 2010. Yeap, my 1-year-old car clocked 31k KMs. Err.. A bit too much? Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;P.S: A SMS at 4:44 A.M. on April 29, 2009 killed me. No, I'm just not living my life the same way anymore. Or perhaps, you guys may just assume that I'm dead. Heh, speaking about the 'lucky' number 4 for the Chinese..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starry Eyed Surprise, remixed &amp;amp; well-done by Paul Oakenfold. Had totally no idea who did the vocals, but it was fine. Just recalled that I hadn't posted any techno/trance tracks for quite some time, so here it is. Enjoy, while I get back to my misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-648640456679208035?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/648640456679208035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=648640456679208035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/648640456679208035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/648640456679208035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/04/starry-eyed-surprise.html' title='Starry Eyed Surprise'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-6386772852955333726</id><published>2009-04-28T20:43:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T22:40:32.160+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>How Long</title><content type='html'>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you go and break what's already broken&lt;br /&gt;I try to take a breath but I'm already choking&lt;br /&gt;How long till this goes away&lt;br /&gt;I try to remember to forget you&lt;br /&gt;But I break down every time I do&lt;br /&gt;It's left me less than zero&lt;br /&gt;Beat down and bruised&lt;br /&gt;I can't see him with you&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you go and break what's already broken&lt;br /&gt;I try to take a breath but I'm already choking&lt;br /&gt;Cause everywhere I look I can see how you hold him&lt;br /&gt;How long till this goes away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to get my heart over you&lt;br /&gt;Cause you creep into everything I do&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm dying to know&lt;br /&gt;How he touches you&lt;br /&gt;I can't see him with you&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you go and break what's already broken&lt;br /&gt;I try to take a breath but I'm already choking&lt;br /&gt;Cause everywhere I look I can see how you hold him&lt;br /&gt;How long till this goes away&lt;br /&gt;How long till this goes away&lt;br /&gt;She said she wants to be friends&lt;br /&gt;I took a big step back&lt;br /&gt;She said&lt;br /&gt;She said&lt;br /&gt;She said she's sorry&lt;br /&gt;With one finger&lt;br /&gt;I said fuck that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you're lying when your lips move&lt;br /&gt;Cause of one lie it's not me it's you&lt;br /&gt;It's left me less than zero&lt;br /&gt;Beat down and bruised&lt;br /&gt;I can't see him with you&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you go and break what's already broken&lt;br /&gt;I try to take a breath but I'm already choking&lt;br /&gt;Cause everywhere I look I can see how you hold him&lt;br /&gt;How long till this goes away&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you go and break what's already broken&lt;br /&gt;I try to take a breath but I'm already choking&lt;br /&gt;Cause everywhere I look I can see how you hold him&lt;br /&gt;How long till this goes away&lt;br /&gt;How long till this goes away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said she wants to be friends&lt;br /&gt;I took a big step back&lt;br /&gt;She said&lt;br /&gt;She said&lt;br /&gt;She said she's sorry&lt;br /&gt;With one finger&lt;br /&gt;With one finger&lt;br /&gt;I said fuck that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinder - How Long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-6386772852955333726?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/6386772852955333726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=6386772852955333726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/6386772852955333726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/6386772852955333726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-long.html' title='How Long'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-1797979439436321979</id><published>2009-04-21T21:45:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:47:49.646+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Love Chronology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Better Than Me</title><content type='html'>Okay.. Time for some confessions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've kept my readers waiting long enough to find out the reason why I wasn't really happy all this while. It's the darkest secret of my life that I'll finally be letting out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few months, I actually had some ups &amp;amp; downs in my love life. Some things that happened. Yes, I did fell in love with a girl.. Yes, we did ended up together, although it's not for long, only about 3 months.. I'll be explaining what happened, generally. I won't get too much into the details to protect the identity of the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. As you guys might remember, I did went missing in action for a month or two, discontinuously during January, February, March &amp;amp; I made my return in April or mid-April. It was caused by some love life turbulences that I was experiencing all along. So.. Yeah, I fell in love with this girl around December last year, and I confessed to her in January, early January, and things got pretty well &amp;amp; we ended up together in February.. Early February, actually, and it's now just a few days short of our third month anniversary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then.. I screwed up. I really couldn't believe that I screwed up. Not once, not twice, but many many times. I did. I screwed the fuck up. I did something wrong, something that I shouldn't be doing, and I literally lied to her about it. I don't know where did I get the courage from, to lie to her about it. I couldn't hold it back anymore &amp;amp; I told her the truth. And we broke up. Yet, I somehow managed to regain her trust &amp;amp; she came back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screwed up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lied to her too many times, too many times that things can't actually be fixed anymore. I made her feel that my love, my feelings for her are fake. I realised the true reason why did I lied to her. I just don't wanna be vulnerable anymore. I don't wanna be emotionally-abused again to the point where I got so frantically paranoid, and I started to lie, to hide things. I was living a lie all the while, living &amp;amp; hiding behind a mask. I don't know what should I do.. I lied, I made lies to save the relationship.. I made lies because I really love her &amp;amp; don't wanna lose her.. But I guess what's happening now is the fact that my lies brought everything down. Lies.. Lies that are made supposedly to protect feelings backfired me. I knew I shouldn't have lied, cos' you'll need 10 lies to cover up 1 lie, and a hundred to cover up 10, and eventually a thousand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( and as the song plays itself in the background, tears rolled down my cheeks... Better Than Me, by Hinder.. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.. A short break.. Here's the lyrics for the song today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you can do much better than me&lt;br /&gt;After all the lies that I made you believe&lt;br /&gt;Guilt kicks in and I start to see&lt;br /&gt;The edge of the bed&lt;br /&gt;Where your nightgown used to be&lt;br /&gt;I told myself I won't miss you&lt;br /&gt;But I remembered&lt;br /&gt;What it feels like beside you&lt;br /&gt;I really miss your hair in my face&lt;br /&gt;And the way your innocence tastes&lt;br /&gt;And I think you should know this&lt;br /&gt;You deserve much better than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While looking through your old box of notes&lt;br /&gt;I found those pictures I took&lt;br /&gt;That you were looking for&lt;br /&gt;If there's one memory I don't want to lose&lt;br /&gt;That time at the mall&lt;br /&gt;You and me in the dressing room&lt;br /&gt;I told myself I won't miss you&lt;br /&gt;But I remembered&lt;br /&gt;What it feels like beside you&lt;br /&gt;I really miss your hair in my face&lt;br /&gt;And the way your innocence tastes&lt;br /&gt;And I think you should know this&lt;br /&gt;You deserve much better than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bed I'm lying in is getting colder&lt;br /&gt;Wish I never would've said it's over&lt;br /&gt;And I can't pretend that I won't think about you when I'm older&lt;br /&gt;Cause we never really had our closure&lt;br /&gt;This can't be the end&lt;br /&gt;I really miss your hair in my face&lt;br /&gt;And the way your innocence tastes&lt;br /&gt;And I think you should know this&lt;br /&gt;You deserve much better than me&lt;br /&gt;I really miss your hair in my face&lt;br /&gt;And the way your innocence tastes&lt;br /&gt;And I think you should know this&lt;br /&gt;You deserve much better than me&lt;br /&gt;(And I think you should know this)&lt;br /&gt;(You deserve much better than me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke down, emotionally, many many times when I thought about it.. I can't.. I couldn't face it. I can't believe that I lied to the person who I loved so much, so dearly.. I've been crying a lot lately, and I have nobody to listen to me about this. For the past few months, she was my hope.. My hope to keep me going on, my hope that woke me up from my previous break up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss it.. I miss everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her smiles..&lt;br /&gt;I miss her kisses..&lt;br /&gt;I miss her hugs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I single-handedly spoiled &amp;amp; ruined everything.. Maybe, maybe I'm not exactly the boyfriend-material that a girl would wanna find. I regretted my lies to her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasted everything.. All my efforts to get nearer &amp;amp; nearer to her.. I feel empty now.. I felt as if.. As if I don't have anything else anymore.. Well it's the truth anyway, she's my everything. And now I've lost her. We can't even be friends anymore. I've lost her. I've lost everything. I lost my will to live..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-1797979439436321979?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/1797979439436321979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=1797979439436321979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/1797979439436321979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/1797979439436321979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/04/better-than-me.html' title='Better Than Me'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-2308846103164107161</id><published>2009-04-18T18:04:00.013+04:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T23:43:34.723+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getaways'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advices'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>Defiance</title><content type='html'>Some things to share with my fellow bloggers &amp;amp; blog readers.. Some things that happened before I came back to this blog, and some things that happened DURING my return to the blog. Err.. Confusing? I don't blame ya'll for not understanding what I'm saying, cos' I don't understand myself either. LoL. Alrite.. First up.. David Archuletta's arrival to Malaysia on the 8th of April!! Yeap.. Drove all the way to the airport just to see him. Not my idea actually, Shenka was the mastermind behind all this. Well, together with Nicole, yes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna crap that much this time, just pictures &amp;amp; more pictures!! Pictures courtesy of Kresehenka Jaisi.. Thanks for the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenkrutDsyI/AAAAAAAABfk/JYfA_xR0bno/s1600-h/3217_1131251033712_1000340837_30380205_6174388_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenkrutDsyI/AAAAAAAABfk/JYfA_xR0bno/s400/3217_1131251033712_1000340837_30380205_6174388_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326039474264847138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nicole &amp;amp; Kreshenka Jaisi. The two madgirls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenkrjRBwkI/AAAAAAAABfs/pGL2gkpDjW4/s1600-h/3217_1131251513724_1000340837_30380217_8098679_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenkrjRBwkI/AAAAAAAABfs/pGL2gkpDjW4/s400/3217_1131251513724_1000340837_30380217_8098679_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326039471194489410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See my definition of mad? The walkman was so far up above Shenka's head because there's hardly any reception at all at the airport, &amp;amp; she's dying trying to win the ticket to Archie's concert.. Alright, enough introduction of the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Senkr8wTvyI/AAAAAAAABf0/l8yY6AK9z6g/s1600-h/3217_1131250833707_1000340837_30380200_6990948_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Senkr8wTvyI/AAAAAAAABf0/l8yY6AK9z6g/s400/3217_1131250833707_1000340837_30380200_6990948_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326039478036578082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's on Flight SQ118 from Singapore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Senkr768B-I/AAAAAAAABf8/y9A5ZKFfCm8/s1600-h/3217_1131251353720_1000340837_30380213_1538307_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Senkr768B-I/AAAAAAAABf8/y9A5ZKFfCm8/s400/3217_1131251353720_1000340837_30380213_1538307_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326039477812725730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Erm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenksLn6aLI/AAAAAAAABgE/l32bxTltw5w/s1600-h/3217_1131251793731_1000340837_30380224_1363768_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenksLn6aLI/AAAAAAAABgE/l32bxTltw5w/s400/3217_1131251793731_1000340837_30380224_1363768_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326039482027894962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Live young, die-hard fans of David Archuletta, they call themselves the.. Umm.. Archangels?? Err..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenmURhFLaI/AAAAAAAABgM/jMOXCQil3_8/s1600-h/3217_1131252473748_1000340837_30380241_3955431_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenmURhFLaI/AAAAAAAABgM/jMOXCQil3_8/s400/3217_1131252473748_1000340837_30380241_3955431_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326041270316248482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's the cutie that all the girls are waiting for at the arrival bay. Darn.. Why am I not born David Archuletta? LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenmUo7qipI/AAAAAAAABgU/I8oa8Mgsf5Q/s1600-h/3217_1131252513749_1000340837_30380242_5636064_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenmUo7qipI/AAAAAAAABgU/I8oa8Mgsf5Q/s400/3217_1131252513749_1000340837_30380242_5636064_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326041276601764498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The police officers trying to prevent the fans from getting too close to him.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenmUrGLaiI/AAAAAAAABgc/vD_DI7VsIos/s1600-h/3217_1131252593751_1000340837_30380243_6936692_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenmUrGLaiI/AAAAAAAABgc/vD_DI7VsIos/s400/3217_1131252593751_1000340837_30380243_6936692_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326041277182732834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yet she managed to snap one IN HIS FACE!!! LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenmVM_BG4I/AAAAAAAABgs/dUQEHLZY6ks/s1600-h/3217_1131252793756_1000340837_30380248_3732197_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenmVM_BG4I/AAAAAAAABgs/dUQEHLZY6ks/s400/3217_1131252793756_1000340837_30380248_3732197_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326041286279502722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's literally stuck inside, &amp;amp; the manager &amp;amp; assistants were discussing with the officers for alternatives to leave the arrival bay without being trampled by hundreds of fans. Yes, everytime he walk past the entrance, those fans, GIRLS, especially, will storm towards him, just like a herd of mad cows hungry for sex. Err.. Okay, that's a bit exaggerating.. But whatever. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenmU0CEHaI/AAAAAAAABgk/ZWmi64sfdwg/s1600-h/3217_1131252673753_1000340837_30380245_5607626_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenmU0CEHaI/AAAAAAAABgk/ZWmi64sfdwg/s400/3217_1131252673753_1000340837_30380245_5607626_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326041279581396386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He actually gets more protection than our Prime Minister, I believe. Seriously, those armed officers.. They're heavily armed, with submachine guns!! Madness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenpFisx9PI/AAAAAAAABg0/G1EEDO4GCUw/s1600-h/3217_1131252993761_1000340837_30380253_723784_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenpFisx9PI/AAAAAAAABg0/G1EEDO4GCUw/s400/3217_1131252993761_1000340837_30380253_723784_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326044315765568754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Receiving the orders to move to another exit, I suppose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenpF3yqUcI/AAAAAAAABg8/KQ0DLNXl9uM/s1600-h/3217_1131253033762_1000340837_30380254_6325352_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenpF3yqUcI/AAAAAAAABg8/KQ0DLNXl9uM/s400/3217_1131253033762_1000340837_30380254_6325352_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326044321427378626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A goodbye wave? Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenpF8EIhpI/AAAAAAAABhE/oFy1pR_Ocog/s1600-h/3217_1131253073763_1000340837_30380255_2435231_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenpF8EIhpI/AAAAAAAABhE/oFy1pR_Ocog/s400/3217_1131253073763_1000340837_30380255_2435231_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326044322574403218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ferrero Collection, just some chocs that I bought for them girls.. Eheheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenpGKAwLVI/AAAAAAAABhM/1E_A3BpETlQ/s1600-h/3217_1131253113764_1000340837_30380256_3377630_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenpGKAwLVI/AAAAAAAABhM/1E_A3BpETlQ/s400/3217_1131253113764_1000340837_30380256_3377630_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326044326318320978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After Eight Thin Chocolate Mints.. The best mint chocolate that I've ever had in my life.. Seriously, if you're just as crazy about mint chocs as I do, then try this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it on David Archuletta. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, moving on to the next piece of story that I have to share with ya'll. Also serves as a warning to all the robber/thief wannabes out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING : Contains graphical contents that might be disturbing to some viewers. Viewers' discretion is advised. Skip the pictures and read only the story if you are hemophobic, or blood phobia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, there're just too many cases of robberies &amp;amp; thefts in K.L. nowadays, and the number of victims that ended up injured, seriously injured or dead, skyrocketted in the past few years. BUT, there're some pictures here.. Some pictures that I wanna share, to warn all the robbers &amp;amp; thieves out there that not all of you guys may escape what you did. Some of you would even end up worse than the victims, so.. Learn the lesson here, God gave you guys limbs and a healthy state of mind, so appreciate what He gave you, and learn to work with it, not to lie, cheat or steal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipping all the crap, straight to the story. Now, last Thursday, there's an incident at Wangsa Maju Section 4 where two robbers were badly beaten up by the residents in the area, as they were allegedly accused of trying to rob the houses there. There were actually three of them, but one got away in a car with a boot full of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;parang&lt;/span&gt;s. One of them were beaten near the 'rubbish house' (you know, the kind of buildings that are usually available in flat, apartment or condominium compounds to store thrashes), while the other was chasen down to near a block where he was badly beaten. Some follow-up reports later on after the incident informed the residents that one of the robbers died in the ICU, while the other is still holding on to his dear life. It was bloody, really. Below are pictures of the scenes &amp;amp; blood stains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SeofgjRF4CI/AAAAAAAABhU/H6ZdyWK-Fnc/s1600-h/DSC00455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SeofgjRF4CI/AAAAAAAABhU/H6ZdyWK-Fnc/s400/DSC00455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326104153402236962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blood splatters.. Very little here, on the ground floor of a flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SeofgxBoysI/AAAAAAAABhc/pojOAB8txoI/s1600-h/DSC00454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SeofgxBoysI/AAAAAAAABhc/pojOAB8txoI/s400/DSC00454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326104157095512770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The blood splatters on the wall of the 'rubbish house'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Seoik6K3vNI/AAAAAAAABhk/QFwOsZPBPQU/s1600-h/DSC00452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Seoik6K3vNI/AAAAAAAABhk/QFwOsZPBPQU/s400/DSC00452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326107526804520146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the ledge near the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SeoilNnECgI/AAAAAAAABhs/JZzAPwSUu8c/s1600-h/DSC00453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SeoilNnECgI/AAAAAAAABhs/JZzAPwSUu8c/s400/DSC00453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326107532023040514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More blood splatters on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SeoilSOo71I/AAAAAAAABh0/2qfiCSn2IaU/s1600-h/DSC00451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SeoilSOo71I/AAAAAAAABh0/2qfiCSn2IaU/s400/DSC00451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326107533262778194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blood, in a pool of rainwater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SeolOzgMm3I/AAAAAAAABh8/hTG5EpV60vk/s1600-h/DSC00449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SeolOzgMm3I/AAAAAAAABh8/hTG5EpV60vk/s400/DSC00449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326110445592681330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More blood, in a larger &amp;amp; deeper puddle of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SeolPapADyI/AAAAAAAABiE/-g543qDHd34/s1600-h/DSC00450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SeolPapADyI/AAAAAAAABiE/-g543qDHd34/s400/DSC00450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326110456098590498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And.... The Holy Grail for the pics tonight!! Now, honestly. I don't know those black marks are dried pieces of brain or dried, dark concentrated blood. But the latter seems more possible. LoL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. Guys, earn money the LEGAL way. Don't get into all these scam, robberies, theft &amp;amp; shits like that to spoil your own life. I'm sure you've got family members, right? What if something like what happened to them, happen to you? What will your family members feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't really updated you guys on the upgrades done to my car, right? Well.. Nothing much, really. Except a set of HID 8000k H4 fog lights? LoL. Decided to replace the entire set with a HID kit after the original bulbs went burst. Yeah, I know it's illegal to retrofit HID kits.. But as long as I did not misuse it, right? Err.. I switched them on only when I'm going into very, very dark areas, such as the road leading to my house, and it kinda illuminates everything around the car. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Seopg0zLiwI/AAAAAAAABiM/Vzdmiy3_JWg/s1600-h/DSC00448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Seopg0zLiwI/AAAAAAAABiM/Vzdmiy3_JWg/s400/DSC00448.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326115153224895234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, it's blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? A movie preview, perhaps? Defiance, with Daniel Craig as the lead actor.. Ahh, a nice movie. It's based on a true story of what happened to the Jews during the German invasion. Some may find war movies like this boring, but I find it rather meaningful and touching. It's history, anyway, and we should learn from our histories to prevent repeating the same mistake that we did in the past. 4 out of 5 stars, it's a pretty decent movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Seoqtq-2WKI/AAAAAAAABiU/JWDPzOPEa1I/s1600-h/defiance-poster-craig%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Seoqtq-2WKI/AAAAAAAABiU/JWDPzOPEa1I/s400/defiance-poster-craig%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326116473439410338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watch this one here, warheads. You'll never regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the soundtracks are pretty good, too. Here's a short track, a piano piece actually, right at the end of the movie when the credits started rolling in. I admire whoever's piece of work this is. Too bad I can't find out the exact title of the track. Naming it myself, perhaps? It's kinda short, and the volume is VERY low as I extracted it directly from the movie. You might have to crank up the volume on your speakers a little to listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defiance, from Defiance OST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day, folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-2308846103164107161?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/2308846103164107161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=2308846103164107161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2308846103164107161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2308846103164107161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/04/defiance.html' title='Defiance'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SenkrutDsyI/AAAAAAAABfk/JYfA_xR0bno/s72-c/3217_1131251033712_1000340837_30380205_6174388_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-461569789147084554</id><published>2009-04-13T22:50:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:08:02.964+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Love Chronology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Broken</title><content type='html'>Shit happened. Not gonna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away&lt;br /&gt;I keep your photograph; I know it serves me well&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you high and steal your pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;�Cause I�m broken when I�m open&lt;br /&gt;And I don�t feel like I am strong enough&lt;br /&gt;�Cause I�m broken when I�m lonesome&lt;br /&gt;And I don�t feel right when you�'re gone away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst is over now and we can breathe again&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away&lt;br /&gt;There�s so much left to learn, and no one left to fight&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you high and steal your pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;�Cause I�m broken when I�m open&lt;br /&gt;And I don�t feel like I am strong enough&lt;br /&gt;�Cause I�m broken when I�m lonesome&lt;br /&gt;And I don�t feel right when you�'re gone away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;�Cause I�m broken when I�m open&lt;br /&gt;And I don�t feel like I am strong enough&lt;br /&gt;�Cause I�m broken when I�m lonesome&lt;br /&gt;And I don�t feel right when you�'re gone away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an attached file for you, as promised. Encrypted with a password known only to the both of us, it'll be easy for you. It's something about us that you've been carrying with you, wearing all along. Something that we both have. Something that I've lost once, but recovered it shortly after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/6/4/1944698/For%20You.rar"&gt;For You.rar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-461569789147084554?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/461569789147084554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=461569789147084554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/461569789147084554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/461569789147084554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/04/broken.html' title='Broken'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-6850055175329153933</id><published>2009-04-05T18:08:00.008+04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T20:26:03.059+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advices'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Love Chronology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>Closure</title><content type='html'>No, no.. The title doesn't mean any blog closure or anything. Just a song that suits my mood right now, so well that I might just keep it running for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. Yeah, I'm back again. It's been almost 2 months since I last blogged, and many things happened in this 'short' period of time. Some life-threatening, some heart-breaking. I shall share some with my folks, I'll keep the crispy &amp;amp; juicy part for later on when I feel that it's time for me to finally confess it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. The life-threatening things that happened? Well.. Not really life-threatening, it's more like I put my own life in danger instead. On one of the nights I drove to Genting, I forgot which night was it but it was a really cool &amp;amp; clear night.. Nobody would expect a heavy downpour later on at the foothill. At least not me. So after spending some time there, I decided that it was about time that I should leave. Somehow on that night I was driving really slow. And I mean SLOW. Some people consider 90 KM/H in the rain as 'kinda fast', but it was the slowest I ever drove on the highway. As I've recalled, there's not a single time the needle was static at 90 KM/H for more than 5 minutes in my history of highway-cruising. It's always 120 minimum to 160 average. Maximum? 183 KM/H, so far the highest possible speed my stock engine could bring me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, cut the story with my high-speed achievements. Nowadays I've been a very safe driver, at least I can tell you guys that my speeding days are over. As I was saying, I drove at 90 KM/H in the rain on Kesas Highway, and I was driving at the left most lane, which was actually the 'turtle-lane' for me when I was a speed devil. Upon reaching a corner, a slight turn to the left actually, I braked a little to reduce speed. As I was steering my car trying to keep it in the lane, I felt the rear-end of the car swerving to the right. By the time I realise it, my car had already made a 180 degree spin, going against the traffic flow. I was literally facing the traffic for a second or so, and it's kinda scary.. Just imagine yourself being in the middle of the highway, facing cars coming your way at probably over 100 KM/H. It was a short moment that I saw a Kancil coming towards me REALLY fast, and I lost sight of it after regaining control of my car. Well... Not really. All I heard  was a crash from the right-rear of my car, and I thought I was hit by the Kancil. I managed to glance at the rearview mirror for fractions of a second, and I saw the Kancil losing control, slamming into the road divider at the right side of the road. I continued driving all the way back to Taman Melati, stopped at the roadside &amp;amp; got down to check my car; not a single scratch. So yeah, I'm extremely lucky that night, God was on my side. Otherwise I'd be dead by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked my tires the next morning, all 4 of them are shredded &amp;amp; small pieces came off them. Replaced all of them with a set of new Michelin tires, costed me about RM 980. And instantaneously I was broke. It was extreme; for the following two weeks I could barely make ends meet, having enough money only to last me for the days that I have classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, second incident. I almost got robbed one night when I was at Nicole's place. We were sitting in my car, talking while she's playing with her dog with the car door on her side wide open. Then I noticed two motorcycles going up and down the road in front of her house, and I just have this bad feeling that they're up to no good. My heart was telling my left hand to release the handbrake &amp;amp; let the parking gear hold the car so that it will not start rolling downhill. The third time the motorcycles came, I noticed how they slowed down &amp;amp; got unusually close to my car. There were 4 of them, one of them leapt off the bike, opened the door on my side while holding a knife. I did what I should, I dragged the gear lever down to D &amp;amp; slammed the pedal to the metal. The door knocked the guy over &amp;amp; closed by itself, I just shouted at Nicole to close the door. I sped off, told her to call her family to lock all the doors &amp;amp; ensure that everything is alright before going to the nearest police station to make a report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P.S: I kept my cool &amp;amp; calmness in both incident. Remember, when shit happens, panicking is not going to help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. Many things happened.. There are more actually, but I just don't feel like typing them all out. Something nice to share, perhaps? I went for the Shinjuku Incident thingy at Pavilion on 31st April where Jackie Chan &amp;amp; Daniel Wu made their appearances there. Although it was just for a short while, I was glad that I finally had the chance to see them live. Yeah, I'm a big fan of Jackie Chan, he's my childhood hero &amp;amp; favourite actor all the time. Daniel Wu? Of course, a talented young actor that truly caught my attention..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SdjV9Jl8NcI/AAAAAAAABe8/Hb-D5n1fULY/s1600-h/DSC00411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SdjV9Jl8NcI/AAAAAAAABe8/Hb-D5n1fULY/s400/DSC00411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321238206262031810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SdjV9TlF7XI/AAAAAAAABfE/ran7FLBUULM/s1600-h/DSC00415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SdjV9TlF7XI/AAAAAAAABfE/ran7FLBUULM/s400/DSC00415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321238208942828914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The host &amp;amp; hostess, not to mention that the hostess actually looked like my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kar jie &lt;/span&gt;Grace.. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SdjYbnRChTI/AAAAAAAABfM/wyCa7Wu_KAY/s1600-h/DSC00424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SdjYbnRChTI/AAAAAAAABfM/wyCa7Wu_KAY/s400/DSC00424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321240928646759730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jackie Chan &amp;amp; the heartthrob, Daniel Wu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SdjYbx018gI/AAAAAAAABfU/Finu6yOw-bk/s1600-h/DSC00433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SdjYbx018gI/AAAAAAAABfU/Finu6yOw-bk/s400/DSC00433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321240931481285122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Photography session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SdjYcJCwOEI/AAAAAAAABfc/kkB2zx3iIfo/s1600-h/DSC00438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SdjYcJCwOEI/AAAAAAAABfc/kkB2zx3iIfo/s400/DSC00438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321240937713645634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jackie waving to the fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-47a1dc1859d430fc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D47a1dc1859d430fc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099573%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1C23B23E6794E73726869636060AA4495046B3A7.5FDE49E513DD2D172252EF24045DFBA78F25AC5A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D47a1dc1859d430fc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5wzfNjdZTNIaD9VBzhGDdjCLVOg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D47a1dc1859d430fc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099573%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1C23B23E6794E73726869636060AA4495046B3A7.5FDE49E513DD2D172252EF24045DFBA78F25AC5A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D47a1dc1859d430fc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5wzfNjdZTNIaD9VBzhGDdjCLVOg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few words from Jackie Chan on the new movie, 'Shinjuku Incident'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-154e1581fb7b3f78" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D154e1581fb7b3f78%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099573%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D375D64C192C55746ED30CD6FF014D8A2AF253FBB.6258509A1C4BE7B4FFB772089AF5B35985BEA410%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D154e1581fb7b3f78%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D00BMxds6tsO1jz5LnzZU_55cB2k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D154e1581fb7b3f78%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099573%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D375D64C192C55746ED30CD6FF014D8A2AF253FBB.6258509A1C4BE7B4FFB772089AF5B35985BEA410%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D154e1581fb7b3f78%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D00BMxds6tsO1jz5LnzZU_55cB2k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safety message from him? LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do watch the movie.. It's good, at least for me.. A lil' bit of violence here &amp;amp; there, but still.. 4.5 out of 5 stars..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I suppose I shall end this post here. Many thanks to those who are still loyal, checking my blog every single day for the last 2 months, hopelessly hoping that I'll update it.. I did now, and guys, I'm still alive &amp;amp; kickin'.. Here's the lyrics for the song today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just be honest&lt;br /&gt;I'm broken in two&lt;br /&gt;Half of me is still here&lt;br /&gt;The other half's with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want this&lt;br /&gt;Thought I did, it's true&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could rewind now&lt;br /&gt;I swear I thought this through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so fragile now&lt;br /&gt;Be careful what you do, girl&lt;br /&gt;And every word somehow&lt;br /&gt;Is making me hold on to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like this time thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I need is closure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember my red tie&lt;br /&gt;White business card&lt;br /&gt;Brown hair and pink skies&lt;br /&gt;First glance was a start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and your colours&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what they mean&lt;br /&gt;To me they meant beginnings&lt;br /&gt;Better yet everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so fragile now&lt;br /&gt;Be careful what you do, girl&lt;br /&gt;And every word somehow&lt;br /&gt;Is making me hold on to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like this time thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I need is closure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so fragile now&lt;br /&gt;Be careful what you do, girl&lt;br /&gt;And every word somehow&lt;br /&gt;Is making me hold on to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like this time thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I need is closure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember my red tie.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closure, by Nathan Morris. Not that well known, but I love this song.. Welcome back to MX-Lair, my friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-6850055175329153933?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=154e1581fb7b3f78&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=47a1dc1859d430fc&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/6850055175329153933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=6850055175329153933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/6850055175329153933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/6850055175329153933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/04/closure.html' title='Closure'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SdjV9Jl8NcI/AAAAAAAABe8/Hb-D5n1fULY/s72-c/DSC00411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-3834135360200948383</id><published>2009-02-13T19:02:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T20:06:28.782+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Love Chronology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>痴心绝对</title><content type='html'>A re-post of 痴心绝对 [ Chi Xin Jue Dui ] by Li Sheng Jie, a post from 8/9/08. This post is made just so that my readers will know that I'm still alive. The reason I've not been blogging for the past month is well explained in this song. I'm currently working on a big chunk of post, explaining all the details that will be soon revealed when it's time. Not sure when I'll be publishing the next post, but it sure will be juicy. And for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想用一杯latte把你灌醉&lt;br /&gt;Xiang yong yi bei Latte ba ni guan zui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好让你能多爱我一点&lt;br /&gt;Hao rang ni neng duo ai wo yi dian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;暗恋的滋味你不懂这种感觉&lt;br /&gt;An lian de zi wei ni bu dong zhe chong gan jue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;早有人陪的你永远不会&lt;br /&gt;Zao you ren pei de ni yong yuan bu hui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看见你和他在我面前&lt;br /&gt;Kan jian ni he ta zai wo mian qian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;证明我的爱只是愚昧&lt;br /&gt;Zheng ming wo de ai zhi shi yu mei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不懂我的那些憔悴&lt;br /&gt;Ni bu dong wo de na xie qiao cui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是你永远不曾过的体会&lt;br /&gt;Shi ni yong yuan bu ceng guo de ti hui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为你付出那种伤心你永远不了解&lt;br /&gt;Wei ni fu chu na chong shang xin ni yong yuan bu liao jie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我又何苦勉强自己爱上你的一切&lt;br /&gt;Wo you he ku mian qiang zi ji ai shang ni de yi qie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你又狠狠逼退我的防备&lt;br /&gt;Ni you hen hen bi tui wo de fang bei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;静静关上门来默数我的泪&lt;br /&gt;Jing jing guan shang men lai mo shu wo de lei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明知道让你离开他的世界不可能会&lt;br /&gt;Ming zhi dao rang ni li kai ta de shi jie bu ke neng hui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我还傻傻等到奇迹出现的那一天&lt;br /&gt;Wo hai sha sha deng dao qi ji chu xian de na yi tian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;直到那一天你会发现&lt;br /&gt;Zhi dao na yi tian ni hui fa xian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真正爱你的人独自守着伤悲&lt;br /&gt;Zhen zhen ai ni de ren du zi shou zhe shang bei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾经我以为我自己会后悔&lt;br /&gt;Ceng jing wo yi wei wo zi ji hui hou hui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不想爱得太多痴心绝对&lt;br /&gt;Bu xiang ai de tai duo chi xin jue dui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为你落第一滴泪&lt;br /&gt;Wei ni luo di yi di lei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为你作任何改变&lt;br /&gt;Wei ni zuo ren he gai bian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也唤不回你对我的坚决&lt;br /&gt;Ye huan bu hui ni dui wo de jie jue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;痴心绝对 [ Chi Xin Jue Dui ] - Li Sheng Jie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, Happy Valentine's Day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-3834135360200948383?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/3834135360200948383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=3834135360200948383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/3834135360200948383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/3834135360200948383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='痴心绝对'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-8973440663361831827</id><published>2009-01-07T19:01:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T22:21:03.395+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Love Chronology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Goodbye My Lover</title><content type='html'>Last post for this blog, I hope not. We'll see if there is a day where I'll be back to update &amp;amp; keep my readers entertained with my daily life, jokes, emo-ness and videos, but that most likely will only happen if I really have the will to come back to this blog. Cut it short &amp;amp; simple; I've failed in my love life again. I guess I had enough retrospection, I'm starting to hate myself. I'm hating the fact that I walked into the same trap again &amp;amp; again. I'm hurt over &amp;amp; over again. I'm at the lowest point of my life now, and nothing said &amp;amp; done could change it. I feel like a piece of paper crumpled &amp;amp; thrown around in a class full of students. Whenever I think of it, my heart aches, comparable to a thousand needles poking through it like a pinbag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the poem I've promised her, all written by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You stepped into my life,&lt;br /&gt;You clarified &amp;amp; rectified it again,&lt;br /&gt;Full of hope after five,&lt;br /&gt;Flooded my heart with agonizing pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took my hand &amp;amp; held it tight,&lt;br /&gt;I reached your heart &amp;amp; thought it's right.&lt;br /&gt;Your kiss felt like a dart,&lt;br /&gt;Except that it missed the chart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days of friendship,&lt;br /&gt;With the bloom of love,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're in the same ship,&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm just a glove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a taboo for us,&lt;br /&gt;Or a boo from friends.&lt;br /&gt;It's the both of you or the both of us,&lt;br /&gt;Or another day full with regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Not a good one, I know. What do you expect from a 2-minute scribble? But it does explain how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm apologizing to everybody I know, especially friends &amp;amp; family members. I might be rude &amp;amp; harsh at times, I might have followed my mood without concerning the feelings of others. Please do not contact me anymore, I wish to have some peace of mind. I will not answer calls or reply anymore SMSes, my PC will be shut down for as long as it take for me to regain my sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I disappoint you or let you down?&lt;br /&gt;Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun,&lt;br /&gt;Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.&lt;br /&gt;So I took what's mine by eternal right.&lt;br /&gt;Took your soul out into the night.&lt;br /&gt;It may be over but it won't stop there,&lt;br /&gt;I am here for you if you'd only care.&lt;br /&gt;You touched my heart you touched my soul.&lt;br /&gt;You changed my life and all my goals.&lt;br /&gt;And love is blind and that I knew when,&lt;br /&gt;My heart was blinded by you.&lt;br /&gt;I've kissed your lips and held your head.&lt;br /&gt;Shared your dreams and shared your bed.&lt;br /&gt;I know you well, I know your smell.&lt;br /&gt;I've been addicted to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my lover.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my friend.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the one.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a dreamer but when I wake,&lt;br /&gt;You can't break my spirit - it's my dreams you take.&lt;br /&gt;And as you move on, remember me,&lt;br /&gt;Remember us and all we used to be&lt;br /&gt;I've seen you cry, I've seen you smile.&lt;br /&gt;I've watched you sleeping for a while.&lt;br /&gt;I'd be the father of your child.&lt;br /&gt;I'd spend a lifetime with you.&lt;br /&gt;I know your fears and you know mine.&lt;br /&gt;We've had our doubts but now we're fine,&lt;br /&gt;And I love you, I swear that's true.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot live without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my lover.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my friend.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the one.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still hold your hand in mine.&lt;br /&gt;In mine when I'm asleep.&lt;br /&gt;And I will bear my soul in time,&lt;br /&gt;When I'm kneeling at your feet.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my lover.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my friend.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the one.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the one for me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so hollow, baby, I'm so hollow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so, I'm so, I'm so hollow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the tear-shedding shall end soon. Good luck to all, see ya'll when I'm back. Sorry Nicholas, a little too late for you to ask me to link you now. I'll be gone, but I'll definitely be back. Till then, I'll live in self-exile, without contacts with the outside world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye My Lover - James Blunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-8973440663361831827?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/8973440663361831827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=8973440663361831827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/8973440663361831827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/8973440663361831827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/01/goodbye-my-lover.html' title='Goodbye My Lover'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-8402248983630967304</id><published>2009-01-07T18:59:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T21:11:59.688+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Love Chronology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Could I Have This Kiss Forever</title><content type='html'>What a memorable day, a day I will never forget for the rest of my life. Thanks for everything. This will be the 2nd last post for this blog. I'm sick &amp;amp; tired of my life already. I won't be updating this blog anywhere in the near future, not until I feel that it's worth updating. I'm sorry I couldn't keep the promise of 7 posts, I just have to end this earlier. I'm sorry that this blog will be soon dead before even a year. I'm sorry to all my friends for what I've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and over I look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You are all I desire&lt;br /&gt;You have captured me&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold you&lt;br /&gt;I want to be close to you&lt;br /&gt;I never want to let go&lt;br /&gt;I wish that this night would never end&lt;br /&gt;I need to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I hold you for a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;Could I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Could I have this night to share this night together&lt;br /&gt;Could I hold you close beside me&lt;br /&gt;Could I hold you for all time&lt;br /&gt;Could I could I have this kiss forever&lt;br /&gt;Could I could I have this kiss forever, forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and over I've dreamed of this night&lt;br /&gt;Now you're here by my side&lt;br /&gt;You are next to me&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold you and touch you and taste you&lt;br /&gt;And make you want no one but me&lt;br /&gt;I wish that this kiss could never end&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I hold you for a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;Could I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Could I have this night to share this night together&lt;br /&gt;Could I hold you close beside me&lt;br /&gt;Could I hold you for all time&lt;br /&gt;Could I could I have this kiss forever&lt;br /&gt;Could I could I have this kiss forever, forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want any night to go by&lt;br /&gt;Without you by my side&lt;br /&gt;I just want all my days&lt;br /&gt;Spent being next to you&lt;br /&gt;Lived for just loving you&lt;br /&gt;And baby, oh by the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I hold you for a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;Could I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Could I have this night to share this night together&lt;br /&gt;Could I hold you close beside me&lt;br /&gt;Could I hold you for all time&lt;br /&gt;Could I have this kiss forever&lt;br /&gt;Could I could I have this kiss forever, forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I Have This Kiss Forever - Enrique Iglesias ft. Whitney Houston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-8402248983630967304?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/8402248983630967304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=8402248983630967304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/8402248983630967304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/8402248983630967304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/01/could-i-have-this-kiss-forever.html' title='Could I Have This Kiss Forever'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-7848081309346301426</id><published>2009-01-06T14:08:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T15:17:18.941+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger Management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Love Chronology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>I'd Come For You</title><content type='html'>Second of the seven posts promised, but with some extra updates on what happened today, so fucking funny that I'm categorizing this under 'Jokes':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kati came back late last night, &amp;amp; he wanted to send his car to P.J. for a service. Chan followed as well, so after Kati left his car at the workshop, we went around searching for food. I used the Jalan Klang Lama way as it's one of my favourite route to leave the Midvalley area. And as I turned it at a traffic light into Sri Petaling, there was a roadblock set by JPJ (or Road Transport Authority). We weren't worried as we're very sure that they are checking for those seating at the back without seatbelts, and we're all buckled up earlier. But, one of the officers still asked us to pull over to the side of the road, and another requested for my license. I'm not sure what have I done to the police &amp;amp; security guards in my past life that I have to be blocked every single time I see them. Anyway, it might be caused by the modifications done to my car. It was obvious that the officer first looked in to check the seatbelts, and then walked around my car to check for illegal modifications. And I'm sure I done none, those smoked headlamps are LEGAL and on the new Myvi SE, chromed door handles are LEGAL, sport rims LEGAL (are you kidding me?), no HID on my headlamps. But the officer was particularly interested in my rear lights, and he stared at it a while before telling me that it's ILLEGAL. Yeah right.. I sat in the car, &amp;amp; he said that he will write a RM 300 summon and revoke my license for the lights. And he kept repeating it again &amp;amp; again, yet I just sat there &amp;amp; stared right into his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Apasal lampu belakang bukan original? Saya sekarang tulis saman dan tarik lesen kamu ya. Saya tulis saman ya. Kamu nak kena tarik lesen ke? Nak bayar saman RM 300 ke? Saya tulis saman ya?".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's a common tactic for them to ask for bribes. Nope, I did not back down. Those lights are legal, you can even find some pimped-out rear lights sold with a sky-high price tag at the Perodua service centre. As he knew he won't be able to write a summon based on a non-existing 'crime', he returned my driving license &amp;amp; asked me to replace the lights with the original ones as soon as possible, part of the drama again. And he doesn't seem to learn either, still with his, "&lt;em&gt;Itu sahaja ke? Terima kasih pun tak ada?&lt;/em&gt;". Go screw yourself, in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached a restaurant at Sri Petaling shortly after that, and after I've parked my car, I went to the machine to pay the parking fees when a DBKL officer rushed up to my car &amp;amp; quickly wrote down the car registration number. See how ridiculous it is? Chan &amp;amp; Kati quickly called the officer, &amp;amp; he scurried away after realising that we saw what he was doing. He obviously saw me parking the car &amp;amp; getting down to pay &amp;amp; place the ticket in my car before leaving. Unless the government is going to put a ticketing machine at the side of every single parking space available, what he did was stupid. TWICE in a day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more moment, thats all thats needed.&lt;br /&gt;Like wounded soldiers in need of healing.&lt;br /&gt;Time to be honest, this time I'm bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Please don't dwell on it, cause I didn't mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe I said I'd lay our love on the ground&lt;br /&gt;But it doesnt matter cause I've made it up forgive me now&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I spend away my souls inside out&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be someway that I can make it up to you now, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now you'd know that I'd come for you&lt;br /&gt;No one but you, yes I'd come for you&lt;br /&gt;But only if you told me to&lt;br /&gt;And I'd fight for you&lt;br /&gt;I'd lie, it's true&lt;br /&gt;Give my life for you&lt;br /&gt;You know I'd always come for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was blindfolded, but now I'm seeing&lt;br /&gt;My mind was closing, now I'm believing&lt;br /&gt;I finally know what just what it means to let someone in&lt;br /&gt;To see the side of me that noone does or ever will&lt;br /&gt;So if your ever lost and find yourself all alone&lt;br /&gt;I'd search forever just to bring you home,&lt;br /&gt;Here and now this I vow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now you'd know that I'd come for you &lt;br /&gt;No one but you, yes I'd come for you &lt;br /&gt;But only if you told me to &lt;br /&gt;And I'd fight for you &lt;br /&gt;I'd lie, it's true &lt;br /&gt;Give my life for you &lt;br /&gt;You know I'd always come for you &lt;br /&gt;You know I'd always come for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what gets in my way&lt;br /&gt;As long as there's still life in me&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, remember you know I'll always come for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'd come for you, no one but you,&lt;br /&gt;Yes i'd come for you&lt;br /&gt;But only if you told me to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd fight for you&lt;br /&gt;I'd lie, it's true&lt;br /&gt;Give my life for you&lt;br /&gt;You know I'd always come for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what gets in my way&lt;br /&gt;As long as there's still life in me&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, remember you know I'll always come for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd crawl across this world for you&lt;br /&gt;Do anything you want me to&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, remember you know i'll always come for you&lt;br /&gt;You know i'll always come for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd Come For You - Nickelback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-7848081309346301426?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/7848081309346301426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=7848081309346301426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/7848081309346301426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/7848081309346301426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/01/id-come-for-you.html' title='I&apos;d Come For You'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-8541851527973995628</id><published>2009-01-05T18:09:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:37:13.290+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Love Chronology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><title type='text'>Time Is Running Out</title><content type='html'>A series of emo posts will be coming from me, with each song &amp;amp; lyrics uploaded carrying different meanings for a total of 7 days. Don't check back in a week's time if you don't wanna feel my emo-ness. And perhaps, by the end of the week I shall explain why am I feeling so down, if I have the courage to do so. If, I'm still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm drowning&lt;br /&gt;Asphyxiated&lt;br /&gt;I wanna break this spell&lt;br /&gt;That you've created&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're something beautiful&lt;br /&gt;A contradiction&lt;br /&gt;I wanna play the game&lt;br /&gt;I want the friction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be the death of me&lt;br /&gt;You will be the death of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bury it&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you bury it&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you smother it&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you murder it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our time is running out&lt;br /&gt;Our time is running out&lt;br /&gt;You can't push it underground&lt;br /&gt;You can't stop it screaming out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted freedom&lt;br /&gt;Bound and restricted&lt;br /&gt;I tried to give you up&lt;br /&gt;But I'm addicted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you know I'm trapped sense of elation&lt;br /&gt;You'd never dream of&lt;br /&gt;Breaking this fixation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will squeeze the life out of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bury it&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you bury it&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you smother it&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you murder it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our time is running out&lt;br /&gt;Our time is running out&lt;br /&gt;You can't push it underground&lt;br /&gt;You can't stop it screaming out&lt;br /&gt;How did it come to this?&lt;br /&gt;Ooooohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will suck the life out of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bury it&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you bury it&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you smother it&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you murder it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our time is running out&lt;br /&gt;Our time is running out&lt;br /&gt;You can't push it underground&lt;br /&gt;You can't stop it screaming out&lt;br /&gt;How did it come to this?&lt;br /&gt;Ooooohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time Is Running Out - Muse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-8541851527973995628?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/8541851527973995628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=8541851527973995628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/8541851527973995628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/8541851527973995628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/01/time-is-running-out.html' title='Time Is Running Out'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-471264082277352484</id><published>2009-01-03T15:01:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T15:37:53.921+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getaways'/><title type='text'>Kashmir</title><content type='html'>I watched Ip Man for the fifth time today!! LoL. My dad bought the DVD last week. Although the quality is disappointing, I stood at the door for almost 2 hours peeking &amp;amp; watching the movie for the fourth time. My dad &amp;amp; I, we just can't sit together in the living room watching TV. The last time we watched WWE together was 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually about to go Pavilion alone, watch 'Lady Cop, Papa Crook', &amp;amp; perhaps spend the rest of the day emo-ing at T.G.I. Fridays having a few glasses of Tiger or Heineken. I was about to enter the MRR2 when Nicole called &amp;amp; told me that she wanted to join me. Uhh.. Okay, fine then.. She wanted to watch Ip Man after all the positive reviews, recommendations &amp;amp; persuasions by me. We went on to catch the 2:55 P.M. show, and reached Pavilion just in time at 2:50 P.M. to get the tickets. Luckily there were seats available, or else we would be there like idiots doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my dad's car at Jalan Ayer Panas while I was on the way to Pavilion, with Nicole sitting beside me. Now that's a bad thing. The last time my dad saw me with cheL' in the car, he already went all sarcastic, saying things like, "&lt;em&gt;Wah&lt;/em&gt;, don't know when will I see my daughter-in-law &lt;em&gt;hah&lt;/em&gt;?". I'm not sure what he'll say this time, deep in my heart I'm hoping that he was too busy looking at the saggy aunty across the road, not noticing that I stopped right there IN FRONT OF HIM at the traffic light. Jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so here's something from Led Zeppelin. Malcolm has been bugging me since last year to upload one, and I'm doing this for his sake, to satisfy his orgasmic needs. xD Just kidding, Mal. Kashmir, by Led Zeppelin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-471264082277352484?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/471264082277352484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=471264082277352484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/471264082277352484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/471264082277352484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/01/kashmir.html' title='Kashmir'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-1918271141812237061</id><published>2009-01-02T18:52:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T19:59:54.635+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introductions'/><title type='text'>Bintang Di Surga</title><content type='html'>I had this overwhelming blast of desire to listen to Indonesian songs, not sure why. I went through my vast collection of songs and found some by Peter Pan, an Indonesian artist famous for Mungkin Nanti &amp;amp; Ada Apa Denganmu. I got addicted to his voice, and I ain't kidding. The lyrics of his songs are also very meaningful, good for emo-heads like me. They sorta engulf me in a mood &amp;amp; gives me this very emotional state of mind.. Ahh, just listen to this song &amp;amp; try to understand the lyrics. Mind you that this is an Indonesian song, so the spelling of the words might be a little different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masih ku merasa angkuh&lt;br /&gt;Terbang kenanganku jauh&lt;br /&gt;Langit kan menangkapku&lt;br /&gt;Walau kan terjatuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan bila semua tercipta&lt;br /&gt;Hanya untukku merasakan&lt;br /&gt;Semua yang tercipta&lt;br /&gt;Hampa hidup terasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lelah tatapku mencari&lt;br /&gt;Arti untukku membagi&lt;br /&gt;Menemani langkahku&lt;br /&gt;Namun tak berarti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan bila semua tercipta&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa harus ku merasakan&lt;br /&gt;Cinta yang tersisa&lt;br /&gt;Hampa hidup terasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagai bintang di surga&lt;br /&gt;Dan seluruh warna&lt;br /&gt;Dan kasih yang setia&lt;br /&gt;Dan cahaya nyata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh bintang di surga&lt;br /&gt;Berikan cerita&lt;br /&gt;Dan kasih yang setia&lt;br /&gt;Dan cahaya nyata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lelah tatapku mencari&lt;br /&gt;Arti untukku membagi&lt;br /&gt;Menemani langkahku&lt;br /&gt;Namun tak berarti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan bila semua tercipta&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa harus ku merasakan&lt;br /&gt;Cinta yang tersisa&lt;br /&gt;Hampa hidup terasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagai bintang di surga&lt;br /&gt;Dan seluruh warna&lt;br /&gt;Dan kasih yang setia&lt;br /&gt;Dan cahaya nyata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh bintang di surga&lt;br /&gt;Berikan cerita&lt;br /&gt;Dan kasih yang setia&lt;br /&gt;Dan cahaya nyata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful... Urgh.. I'm soooo crazy about this song right now.. Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bintang Di Surga - Peter Pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-1918271141812237061?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/1918271141812237061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=1918271141812237061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/1918271141812237061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/1918271141812237061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/01/bintang-di-surga.html' title='Bintang Di Surga'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-2879988327822133252</id><published>2009-01-01T14:55:00.009+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T15:13:59.090+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Map Of The Problematique</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year, peeps!! Ahh.. 2009, hopefully we'll be able to squeeze out every single drop of the best out of this juicy new year. Hopefully? Let's make it HAPPEN!! Haha.. New year, new resolutions, right? With new resolutions, I chose to leave the past behind &amp;amp; move on with life. Time to make life meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Anyone here seen this picture before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286295819012811970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVyyChXkLMI/AAAAAAAABdI/fl4YAqfdzuI/s400/WeddingInvite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It's supposed to be a wedding invitation, but.. Hahahah.. Imagine having in-laws like that. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna start a new year with an emo song!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Map Of The Problematique - Muse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-2879988327822133252?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/2879988327822133252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=2879988327822133252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2879988327822133252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2879988327822133252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2009/01/map-of-problematique.html' title='Map Of The Problematique'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVyyChXkLMI/AAAAAAAABdI/fl4YAqfdzuI/s72-c/WeddingInvite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-3891385651973401101</id><published>2008-12-31T18:59:00.010+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T08:54:57.521+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getaways'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gatherings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>If Today Was Your Last Day</title><content type='html'>This is the last day of the year 2008, and of course there are celebrations, right? I'm taking this opportunity to share countdown pictures &amp;amp; videos at Hulu Langat.. And then there'll be a seperate post for New Year's Day. See how hard I'm trying to keep this blog alive? Haha.. Anyway.. Let's start from Gasoline Cafe, the place where we had our dinner before the countdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had steamboat there, but were pretty disappointed by the service. Very, very bad service by the waiters/waitresses. We literally waited 1/2 an hour after the order for the drinks to come, about 1/2 an hour for the pot to be placed onto the table, 15 minutes for the stove to be lit up, and roughly another 1/2 an hour for the dishes to be on our table. Heck, even the bill came 10 minutes after I requested for it, and after three times of reminding the waiter. It was RM 157.20, I paid RM 160 &amp;amp; left them to keep the change. I don't wanna wait another 1/2 an hour for the RM 2.80.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286179258907280210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVxIB1I0w1I/AAAAAAAABcI/aU_JlBkJR70/s400/DSC00152.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chua &amp;amp; Chan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286179259505462402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVxIB3XcTII/AAAAAAAABcQ/MifSxxSAfgU/s400/DSC00153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is the regular couple in my blog, no need for introductions. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286179263324620530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVxICFmABvI/AAAAAAAABcY/UPEo0Nv_j_A/s400/DSC00155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kati with Matrix-effect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286179266237039042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVxICQcYAcI/AAAAAAAABcg/A3MlSJV6LT4/s400/DSC00157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286179278854064242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVxIC_cgiHI/AAAAAAAABco/bgJngI7F7IQ/s400/DSC00158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Looks good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached at 8 P.M., started eating at 9 P.M. or so &amp;amp; finished everything by 11:30 P.M.. 2 &amp;amp; 1/2 hour on a dinner is a waste of time. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire place was crowded. I've never seen the hill so packed with people before. Every single restaurant up there is full, with no tables available if reservations are not made earlier. There are at least 50-100 people on the look out tower alone; I wonder if it had enough strength to support the weight of a few elephants. Heh. Collapse, my dear!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286181919545420530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVxKcsyY6vI/AAAAAAAABcw/yrlmYz3xKns/s400/DSC00159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Random~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286181928963825970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVxKdP36YTI/AAAAAAAABc4/ChvsFQmo1Tk/s400/DSC00160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My goodness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286181931920873058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVxKda47VmI/AAAAAAAABdA/FLZQB5b8tMY/s400/DSC00161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Can you see Koh? Cos' I can't see his EYES!! Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, 2 videos. 1 bad take, but hilarious. Another 1 with the fireworks. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4f2c3b2bab2fa162" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4f2c3b2bab2fa162%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099573%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1B7012F0A5A66A5F15922FF636D60B620A2151E1.5C2797BDCF734121C2590D1D6D1C7A4E32514E62%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4f2c3b2bab2fa162%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdELpbbjfL17n4bBI_sELIlJmH-I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4f2c3b2bab2fa162%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099573%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1B7012F0A5A66A5F15922FF636D60B620A2151E1.5C2797BDCF734121C2590D1D6D1C7A4E32514E62%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4f2c3b2bab2fa162%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdELpbbjfL17n4bBI_sELIlJmH-I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Do you hear Chan's voice in the background? LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-decba28ddd48046e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddecba28ddd48046e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099573%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D45B5C5AF6EC6C1767848E6270293989529508CDA.24B4081F058CF7295DAE91F2B4DE605DD595C78D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddecba28ddd48046e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKSNNo78lGZcUk4rgaSdTsJYltSw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddecba28ddd48046e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099573%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D45B5C5AF6EC6C1767848E6270293989529508CDA.24B4081F058CF7295DAE91F2B4DE605DD595C78D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddecba28ddd48046e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKSNNo78lGZcUk4rgaSdTsJYltSw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Fireworks... I'm sorry if the video is a bit shaky, because I did not bring my tripod and those creeps are pushing around behind me, together with a bad sore on my right arm after holding the camera up for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that and a song, I end the last post for this year. Happy New Year to all of MX-Lair's readers, and all the best in 2009. Forgive me if there are any mistakes that I've done, for I'm just a human and a human cannot be perfect. Year 2008 was a challenging year for everyone, so let's learn from our faults &amp;amp; use the experiences to improve our lives in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Today Was Your Last Day - Nickelback. &lt;p&gt;-MXV-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-3891385651973401101?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4f2c3b2bab2fa162&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=decba28ddd48046e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/3891385651973401101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=3891385651973401101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/3891385651973401101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/3891385651973401101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-today-was-your-last-day.html' title='If Today Was Your Last Day'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVxIB1I0w1I/AAAAAAAABcI/aU_JlBkJR70/s72-c/DSC00152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-3125528839600815739</id><published>2008-12-30T13:46:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T18:34:50.002+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getaways'/><title type='text'>Headlock</title><content type='html'>There are tons of reasons why I just won't let my dad drive my car. Here's one of them;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285603538236985634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVo8aegp0SI/AAAAAAAABbw/31-NyvtIyHc/s400/DSC00149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ya' see? 1 &amp;amp; 1/2 month into owning the new Innova &amp;amp; he already broke one of his tail-lamps. And of course, as a son that he don't care about, I went around looking for a new replacement tail-lamp for his car, as I just can't bear to see it that way. A Made-in-Taiwan piece will cost RM250, while the original Made-in-Japan piece from Toyota will cost roughly around RM400. A piece. Sigh.. I'll look for a way to replace the lights, dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and speaking of tail-lamps... I've replaced the original set of tail-lamps with a smoked-Passo set, and a new deafening Bosch horn, together with some dead-headlamp-lightbulbs replacement. Didn't cost me much; altogether costs less than a piece of Taiwan-made Innova tail-lamp. Seriously. And it looks good, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285603547479640818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVo8bA8RivI/AAAAAAAABcA/GFCHTdupxlA/s400/DSC00151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;New Passo-lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285603539925938914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVo8akzVMuI/AAAAAAAABb4/l6WKeD-rqEM/s400/DSC00150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My reflectors are not replaced with LED-strips, they lighted up because of the camera flash. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285603528666839490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVo8Z628-cI/AAAAAAAABbo/E31C6OgFYv8/s400/DSC00146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lights on, from the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285603527542036930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVo8Z2qx2cI/AAAAAAAABbg/QQNAgOv3iho/s400/DSC00145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lights on, from behind. I know, my reflectors are working well. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ooohhh, I'm so addicted to Imogen Heap now. Hide &amp;amp; Seek, you guys heard that right? Headlock now. I love her voice too much, sorry to involve you guys into this. Hahaha. She's good, and listen to this to prove that I'm right. Lyrics below, in case if you don't know what she's blabbering about. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distant flickering, greener scenery.&lt;br /&gt;This weather's bringing it all back again.&lt;br /&gt;Great adventures, faces and condensation.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going outside to take it all in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say too late to start, got your heart in a headlock,&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe any of it.&lt;br /&gt;You say too late to start, with your heart in a headlock,&lt;br /&gt;You know you're better than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're a different pair, do something out of step.&lt;br /&gt;Throw a stranger an unexpected smile...with big intention.&lt;br /&gt;Still posted at your station.&lt;br /&gt;Always on about the day it should have flied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say too late to start, got your heart in a headlock,&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe any of it.&lt;br /&gt;You say too late to start, with your heart in a headlock,&lt;br /&gt;You know you're better than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to start, got your heart in a headlock,&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe any of it.&lt;br /&gt;You say too late to start, with your heart in a headlock,&lt;br /&gt;You know you're better than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been walking, you've been hiding,&lt;br /&gt;And you look half dead half the time.&lt;br /&gt;Monitoring you, like machines do,&lt;br /&gt;You've still got it, I'm just keeping an eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been walking, you've been hiding,&lt;br /&gt;And you look half dead half the time.&lt;br /&gt;Monitoring you, like machines do,&lt;br /&gt;You've still got it, I'm just keeping an eye&lt;br /&gt;So what, don't care, will not, the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you're better than this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you start, got your heart in a headlock,&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe any of it.&lt;br /&gt;You say too late to start, with your heart in a headlock,&lt;br /&gt;You know you're better than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to start, got your heart in a headlock,&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe any of it.&lt;br /&gt;You say too late to start, with your heart in a headlock,&lt;br /&gt;You know you're better than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headlock - Imogen Heap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S: Countdown to 2009 tomorrow at Hulu Langat Look-Out Point, again. No downtown trips as the traffic will be too congested, filled with new-year spiritualists. Anyway, SMS or call me for more info.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-MXV-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-3125528839600815739?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/3125528839600815739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=3125528839600815739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/3125528839600815739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/3125528839600815739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2008/12/headlock.html' title='Headlock'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVo8aegp0SI/AAAAAAAABbw/31-NyvtIyHc/s72-c/DSC00149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-2595820237944023054</id><published>2008-12-29T18:36:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T19:04:07.453+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger Management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introductions'/><title type='text'>Castaway</title><content type='html'>Sigh.. Boring day again. Right, EeWon SMSed me just now &amp;amp; asked what do I think of the Genting trip they planned the other day. I was like, huh?? Genting trip?? ? Nobody told me anything about any Genting trip, and yet she told me that I'll be the one driving all of them up there. Hello, I might be one of the best Genting driver you can find (&lt;em&gt;chewah&lt;/em&gt;), but I do have my own dignity &amp;amp; I'm not your full-time chauffeur. Can't you guys inform me earlier about it? Goodness.. I will take my sweet time to think about it but for now the answer is a strict no. Sorry to disappoint you guys, but Genting's Takumi here needs a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grand opening of the new Jusco at Setiawangsa was on the 5th of December, but I only had the chance to visit it today. Not bad, it kinda resemble Ikea or the Curve on the inside, with a fountain in front of the mall. I'm guessing that it's too costly for them to ventilate the entire mall, so the shopping centre is partially air-conditioned and partially fan-ventilated. Fan!! The same fan I had at home on the ceiling of my dining room. =.= Will explore the entire place soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Castaway, by Benny Benassi. Please don't listen only to Satisfaction, this is good too!! The bass is just nice in my car, especially with the amplifier switched to full range.. Huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-2595820237944023054?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/2595820237944023054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=2595820237944023054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2595820237944023054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2595820237944023054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2008/12/castaway.html' title='Castaway'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-3421975865808067953</id><published>2008-12-28T15:27:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T16:24:19.182+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>My Heart Will Go On</title><content type='html'>A glance at the title, I guess most of you will be wondering why the heck am I uploading such an old song for the post today. And your mind will automatically associate the song with the highest grossing movie of all time; Titanic, starring Leonardo DiCaprio &amp;amp; Kate Winslet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284826544978548802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVd5vhEAWEI/AAAAAAAABaw/Lk0zKAuib10/s400/titanic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It's a 1997 film, which means it's a 11-year old movie. I've decided to download &amp;amp; watch it again. Lame, ya'll might think. But I personally think that it's a good movie, and watching the 3-hour film again is never a waste of time. 10 years ago, I was too young &amp;amp; naive to understand the movie &amp;amp; it's storyline. But now, it's different. I cried at the end of the movie, simply too touching. Skip the hot &amp;amp; steamy scenes, guys.. Watch the movie with your heart, and let the love story sink into your heart. 4.7 out of 5 stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, almost forgot. Here's a video that I wanted to share with ya'll. A Thai TV commercial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ymeiJ9oMF1Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ymeiJ9oMF1Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heheheh.. Have a nice day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Heart Will Go On - Celine Dion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-3421975865808067953?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/3421975865808067953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=3421975865808067953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/3421975865808067953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/3421975865808067953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-heart-will-go-on.html' title='My Heart Will Go On'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVd5vhEAWEI/AAAAAAAABaw/Lk0zKAuib10/s72-c/titanic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-5472696836760534174</id><published>2008-12-27T06:36:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T21:36:00.460+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getaways'/><title type='text'>Trance Up</title><content type='html'>Boring day. Went to Pavilion for the third time in a week, but not for movies. Had dinner with Nicole at Sakae Sushi, damn I love the curry chicken don. Argh, addiction.. And oh, my car broke down when I'm on my way to pick her up at her house. Luckily I was at the traffic light &amp;amp; it's red. Everything shutted down all at once, the air-cond went off, the radio went off, the ignition went off. It all happened at once, and after trying to restart the car for a few times, I instantly knew the source of the problem. I popped the hood up &amp;amp; checked the battery connections; I was right. The connector of the positive terminal was loose &amp;amp; went out of place from speed bump &amp;amp; pothole shakes. So I quickly connected it back, got back into the car, started the engine &amp;amp; drove to Nicole's house before tightening the screw on the connector.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is boring, and I think I'm gonna start hunting for a job very soon. Feeling bored everyday, sitting at home doing nothing. I'm now currently keeping myself entertained by watching the TopGear series, some sort of television car magazine show. The next CSi: Miami episode will only be available next year, in January. Oh I miss Horatio.. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trance Up, by Basshunter. I didn't know that Basshunter made this song, but I do enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-5472696836760534174?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/5472696836760534174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=5472696836760534174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5472696836760534174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5472696836760534174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2008/12/trance-up.html' title='Trance Up'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-5910145471543057523</id><published>2008-12-26T17:48:00.009+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T16:34:27.509+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gatherings'/><title type='text'>Living On Video</title><content type='html'>I had an unpleasant experience with one of my friends today, but let's just leave that aside &amp;amp; move on with what I did today. Watched Ip Man, again. This time with Lum &amp;amp; Nicholas. The movie is presented in dual-dialect in Malaysia; emphasizing the usage of Mandarin &amp;amp; Cantonese rather than Mandarin only, which is the primary language/dialect for Chinese movies in Singapore. But it was rather disappointing; some parts of the Malaysian version is censored &amp;amp; cut by the Board of Censorships, altering the storyline &amp;amp; confusing the audience at the same time. Why do they have to censor/cut them? I still don't understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284356405464589298" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVXOJy5G4_I/AAAAAAAABZw/_bhIT_TixXs/s400/DSC00126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Christmas tree at the main entrance of Pavilion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284357469783115762" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVXPHvyax_I/AAAAAAAABZ4/Wn1jO6YURa8/s400/DSC00127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Decorations in the middle of Pavilion..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went for a stroll around the mall and came to a Jaguar showroom. The cars are beautiful! I wish I could own one, if I'm rich enough. Huhu.. The XJ &amp;amp; XF, luxury cars that I'll choose over Mercedes &amp;amp; BMW, just for the sense of uniqueness. I love the XF, a sports luxury sedan that have the Aston Martin look at it's rear end. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284359981661490930" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVXRZ9Q5DvI/AAAAAAAABaI/T_zz7zOIkxs/s400/DSC00129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;XJ &amp;amp; the XKR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284359971112708978" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVXRZV93a3I/AAAAAAAABaA/wluwoM5Eq0M/s400/DSC00128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My favourite~ XF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the look-out point again, but this time with my new camera. More pictures on the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284375627095470066" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVXfopDB7_I/AAAAAAAABaQ/xLVd_p3SIb4/s400/DSC00130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;What a waste of electricity. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284375632045963826" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVXfo7fUejI/AAAAAAAABaY/I7R6u-U8WCE/s400/DSC00136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Finally, a nice picture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284375636512817458" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVXfpMITQTI/AAAAAAAABag/Kwz-Djw6VsE/s400/DSC00141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I like this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay. Ending post. Going out. Living On Video - Pakito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-5910145471543057523?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/5910145471543057523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=5910145471543057523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5910145471543057523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5910145471543057523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2008/12/living-on-video.html' title='Living On Video'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVXOJy5G4_I/AAAAAAAABZw/_bhIT_TixXs/s72-c/DSC00126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-5099606179899547099</id><published>2008-12-25T18:59:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T00:24:25.630+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getaways'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gatherings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reunions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Love Chronology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>Believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;All hell broke loose!! Parents scolded me for driving to Genting, telling me about how dangerous it is bla bla bla.. They were so noisy that our next door neighbour thought there was a fight going on &amp;amp; decided to call the police to patrol the area. Yeap, that serious. I don't see why do they have to be so angry about it; I already asked for their permission on the day before &amp;amp; after 1/2 an hour of lecturing, they allowed me to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not giving a damn about that. Here's the video &amp;amp; pictures that I've promised last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-652ffe6a1f045bdd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D652ffe6a1f045bdd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099573%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7CAE0688FEB94325E1A3B318054FCFE4B288FF77.34C323205993AC12CCCD33CE3F8532F5B1311EFE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D652ffe6a1f045bdd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkYyhrYKrLiHv8a7gypVV1anntDU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D652ffe6a1f045bdd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099573%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7CAE0688FEB94325E1A3B318054FCFE4B288FF77.34C323205993AC12CCCD33CE3F8532F5B1311EFE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D652ffe6a1f045bdd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkYyhrYKrLiHv8a7gypVV1anntDU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Notice the black Estima at around 4:00. I was so close to it, squashed between the road divider &amp;amp; Estima. Luckily the driver slowed down, I accelerated &amp;amp; got out of the near-collision situation. Phew. The noise heard is not any paint-transfer or knocking noise; it's the ABS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics next, tons to upload. Man, I can't live with Streamyx anymore. P1 WiMax anyone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283767418243359378" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVO2eOgtopI/AAAAAAAABXQ/3mVR8Mi3rkQ/s400/DSC00083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Had our dinner at Gohtong Jaya, Thai-style fried rice, Cantonese-style noodles &amp;amp; Hokkien-style fried noodles. LoL. 3 styles in 1 day, you don't often get the opportunity to do that. xD Kati smiling, posing with his Heineken. I still couldn't believe that I actually drank &amp;amp; drove after that.&lt;br /&gt;Dangerous, and there shall not be a second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283767423791211202" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVO2ejLbIsI/AAAAAAAABXY/wD4PdOZCWQc/s400/DSC00086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A GTR, again. Spotted at the parking lot behind the outdoor theme park. I wonder how could someone be so rich to leave their expensive sports car parked at somewhere so dark &amp;amp; prone to car-theft? Next to it is an Evo X, both Singaporean cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283769065565881938" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVO3-HRAhlI/AAAAAAAABXg/awwm5PY8iXM/s400/DSC00088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proudly posing for MX's Lair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283769068633887810" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVO3-SselEI/AAAAAAAABXo/TCKWpO7TAbY/s400/DSC00089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;First World Hotel, Lobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283769072567319618" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVO3-hWR_EI/AAAAAAAABXw/--HjpowbFtg/s400/DSC00091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Posers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283770285319298866" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVO5FHM4nzI/AAAAAAAABYA/LPm1EQ84V7w/s400/DSC00095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Random~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283770283293572402" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVO5E_p6fTI/AAAAAAAABX4/sMR1a39nysI/s400/DSC00094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The white-smokish thing in the picture; it's fog. So misty &amp;amp; foggy that even taking pictures is a hard job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283777537863193154" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVO_rRCGEkI/AAAAAAAABYQ/gCrs7rXyFt4/s400/DSC00100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ice-cream, outside at main entrance. Are we mad? YES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283777546077019218" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVO_rvobHFI/AAAAAAAABYY/SCybxGiyrc4/s400/DSC00101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And some snooker after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a very fillial son, of course. And so I went out for another &lt;em&gt;yum cha&lt;/em&gt; session despite getting scolded by my parents earlier. Who cares, man? Many ex-classmates showed up, and of course, some with new partners. Pictures on the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283782194583195474" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVPD6UqqT1I/AAAAAAAABYg/6NXdb_mkRuw/s400/DSC00107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Can you see his pimples? If yes, then welcome to DSC-T500's world. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283782203655986674" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVPD62dyHfI/AAAAAAAABYo/siVwgZqzyaY/s400/DSC00106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yip, Koh &amp;amp; Lum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283782209888042898" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVPD7Nrnv5I/AAAAAAAABYw/KOHSeqT6-kA/s400/DSC00108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sita.. Somebody call the ghostbusters!!! LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283785935492347026" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVPHUEo59JI/AAAAAAAABY4/-AAJYABpHTk/s400/DSC00110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lum &amp;amp; How.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283785954636417298" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVPHVL9NSRI/AAAAAAAABZA/kwaSEallA3k/s400/DSC00112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ng &amp;amp; Koh. Posers UNCENSORED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283785966982585506" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVPHV58w3KI/AAAAAAAABZI/wajfZf5EERo/s400/DSC00117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;How &amp;amp; Nicholas, fondling with each others' nipples &amp;amp; enjoying every moment of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283788132338614706" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVPJT8h3wbI/AAAAAAAABZQ/Sp1kF6QN7X0/s400/DSC00120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of the best tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283788137807315778" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVPJUQ5tg0I/AAAAAAAABZY/ljCOzOhLsWU/s400/DSC00123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Look at how cheL' &amp;amp; Elaine are focusing on the camera, with Kevin &amp;amp; Nicole focusing on each other at the background. Hahah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then here's a video for tonight, just in case if there's anyone that didn't make it into any pictures that I've snapped. Except me, of course. I don't fancy taking my own pictures, which almost certainly mean I'm not a camwhore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b1fe3fe8dc67bf70" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db1fe3fe8dc67bf70%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099573%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D17ECB3191782F4EC5B23DBABA1B823BA041C131E.4C0C12B593223CD61EEA5C890BA86E162C7E828C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db1fe3fe8dc67bf70%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9R82KEjwRbNOebxQO5m_IGuiDV4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db1fe3fe8dc67bf70%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099573%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D17ECB3191782F4EC5B23DBABA1B823BA041C131E.4C0C12B593223CD61EEA5C890BA86E162C7E828C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db1fe3fe8dc67bf70%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9R82KEjwRbNOebxQO5m_IGuiDV4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, all pictures &amp;amp; videos uploaded. Zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to know that most of them are doing well, some working, some living the &lt;em&gt;siu yeh&lt;/em&gt;'s life just like me. Also, the rumours of Elaine &amp;amp; her new boyfriend is no longer a hoax. LoL. It's true and official; she brought him to meet us today. There, the guy in yellow. It felt weird &amp;amp; awkward, but I'm happy for her. Of course, that doesn't free me from the pain. Let me be a little poetic tonight, alright? In Bahasa Malaysia, I favour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hatiku terasa pilu, bagai seribu jarum menusuk-nusuk.&lt;br /&gt;Ku menghargai apa mu tinggalkan,&lt;br /&gt;Memori yang tidak pernah ku abaikan.&lt;br /&gt;Tiada apa lagi yang ku harapkan,&lt;br /&gt;Selain mu dilupakan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;It's been a long time since the last I used Malay language, so there might be some flaws on the single-paragraph poem, but please don't complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to sleep with tears of joy &amp;amp; sadness, my feelings are all mixed up. I dare not admit that I'm sad. Time to look at life more as a playground rather than a job, a chore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna watch Ip Man again tomorrow, leaving Wangsa Maju at 12 P.M.. Call me up before that if you wanna join the fun. For now, I'm ending this post. Wish all of my readers a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.. Wait, New Year is still a few days away.. Hmm.. Plans? Will update ya'll with it soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283793994582814034" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVPOpLFzbVI/AAAAAAAABZg/3gHSgUYe1Mw/s400/331391797_3827181270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Believe - Cher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-5099606179899547099?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=652ffe6a1f045bdd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b1fe3fe8dc67bf70&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/5099606179899547099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=5099606179899547099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5099606179899547099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5099606179899547099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2008/12/believe.html' title='Believe'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SVO2eOgtopI/AAAAAAAABXQ/3mVR8Mi3rkQ/s72-c/DSC00083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-7540266153850257476</id><published>2008-12-24T18:59:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T08:26:35.437+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getaways'/><title type='text'>Here Is Gone</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas everyone!! Sorry I'm a little late on today's post, as I just came back from Genting with Chan &amp;amp; Kati. There are simply too many things, pictures &amp;amp; videos to share, including a near-hot-soup experience. LoL. I almost got into an accident with an Estima, again. =.= But this time it's my fault, and I know that. Everything is recorded in a video, so it should be pretty interesting to watch. Recorded with my camera in HD mode, so expect the best. xD Pictures &amp;amp; videos will be uploaded tomorrow, too tired to do so now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I did got myself into trouble. I think my dad saw me when I was on my way descending the hill, cause he called me and asked, "Where are you now?? You at Genting, huh??". I didn't know what to say, but luckily God was on my side, He helped me to disconnect the call. LoL. I switched off my phone after that and quickly sent Kati &amp;amp; Chan home. Suprisingly I wasn't driving really fast, only on an average of about 100 KM/H. And the ride was perfect, with DynaMat &amp;amp; Audiolab on the doors, 2 layers of sound insulators are formed. Now I'm enjoying the virtues of driving at a moderate speed. LoL. There is no road &amp;amp; engine noise, consumes less petrol &amp;amp; I do not have to stress myself to concentrate more, which is a must when speeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the Christmas Eve story to be continued tomorrow, here's Here Is Gone by The Goo Goo Dolls. Enjoy, and Merry Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-7540266153850257476?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/7540266153850257476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=7540266153850257476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/7540266153850257476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/7540266153850257476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2008/12/tohhikoh.html' title='Here Is Gone'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-2839152791949452834</id><published>2008-12-23T18:40:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T19:26:54.051+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advices'/><title type='text'>San Ren You</title><content type='html'>More modifications to my car!! Well, not modifications, actually. Additions. Fixed all the doors on my car with DynaMat &amp;amp; Audiolab noise deadeners to reduce road noise, engine sound &amp;amp; noises in the car from door panel vibrations. It's not cheap, but I'm too sensitive about all the little cracking &amp;amp; noises that I've decided to go on with my plan with no second thought. Cruising on the highway at 150-160 KM/H is rather enjoyable now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited Nicole today, she together with her sister were hospitalized for dengue fever. Poor girl, wish you get well soon.. I was worried when I heard about it from Kevin, because I've been through that before &amp;amp; it's life-threatening if not treated well. I recalled how my cousin had a delicate brush on the shoulders with death a few years ago due to dengue fever. His platelet count drops to an unimaginable 25,000 per microlitre, but managed to raise back to the normal level after some serious treatments. I'm not sure whether transfusion is used to save him though. So peeps, be extra careful &amp;amp; ensure that there are no breeding places for mosquitoes around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go, tired as hell. San Ren You - Khalil Fong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-2839152791949452834?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/2839152791949452834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=2839152791949452834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2839152791949452834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2839152791949452834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2008/12/san-ren-you.html' title='San Ren You'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-6115953043902821072</id><published>2008-12-20T20:15:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:29:24.853+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MX&apos;s Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getaways'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>Beautiful</title><content type='html'>Okay, this shall be the most interesting, if not, the longest of the 3 posts promised. LoL. Ip Man (pronounced as Eep Mun), starring Donnie Yen as the leading actor. Damn, the movie is good. A masterpiece. I watched it twice and never regretted it at all. First ever movie to receive 5 out of 5 stars from me. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SU6BC7SCBsI/AAAAAAAABXI/jBO9_nq6kjM/s400/Ipmanposter02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282301300225214146" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, what is it about? It's about the master of Bruce Lee, and his life before &amp;amp; during the Sino-Japanese war. It's a movie nobody should miss, the kungfu actions in it are simply too good that makes me wonder how could they ever made it to the screen. A perfect blend of comedy, kungfu &amp;amp; history, it mixes so well that audience may have their increased heart beat rate, laughs &amp;amp; tears by allowing the director to walk them through the entire storyline. I'm so tempted to reveal the contents of the movie here, but am also worried that it might ruin viewers' experience later... What the heck, highlight the empty space below if you wanna read it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ip Man (Donnie Yen) is a Wing Chun-style practitioner and kungfu master that resides with his wife &amp;amp; son in a mansion at Fo Shan, a martial art town in China. He does nothing else but practices his kungfu to perfection, and quickly became the best kungfu practitioner in Fo Shan, better than any other patriarches of martial art clubs in the town. One day, a group of hooligans from the north (or south?) visited the town, with the leader beating every single kungfu master in Fo Shan. The leader then forced his way into Ip Man's residency &amp;amp; challenged him into a duel. Ip Man won the duel &amp;amp; reclaimed Fo Shan's honour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long after the incident, parts of China including Fo Shan were invaded by the Japanese after the Marco Polo incident, indicating the start of the Sino-Japanese war. Many lost their lives in the war, and the population in Fo Shan shrank from 300,000 to just 70,000. Food became scarce, people were forced into pawning every valuables they have in order to buy rice from merchants that stocked up before the war. Ip Man had no other options but to work at a coal mine. There, he met a student of his friend, Lin. Lin realised that he lost an iron box while having lunch, and the Japanese Colonel Sato came shortly after, together with a Chinese ex-police captain. A tournament was held, and anyone who could beat the Japanese blackbelts will win a sack full of rice. Lin voluntarily joined the tournament with two of his friends. There, he witnessed his master beating one of the blackbelts and walked away. Upon leaving, his master told him to beat the Japanese to pulps, but the General has got something else on his mind. The General wanted to show the might of Japanese kungfu &amp;amp; asked for a 3 on 1. Lin was killed. Ip Man found the iron box the next day &amp;amp; learned the news from the Chinese interpreter. With anger, Ip Man joined to watch the tournament &amp;amp; saw Lin's master, also his friend, killed by a single gunshot to the head after losing. Ip Man was enraged by Colonel Sato's irrationality, hence asked for 10 blackbelts against him. With the Wing Chun style &amp;amp; agility, he beat every single of the blackbelts, killing a few of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The General was shocked &amp;amp; impressed at Ip Man's ability, and asked for his name &amp;amp; requested him to join the tournament again. Ip Man never did return to the tournament. Instead, he taught kungfu to workers at a cotton mill to protect themselves from the same bunch of hooligan-cum-robbers that challenged the martial clubs few years ago. Ip joined the workers into fighting the robbers and found Lin's brother, Yung, among the robbers. After beating the robbers, Ip passed the iron box to Yung &amp;amp; delivered the news that Lin was beaten to death by the Japanese General. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at the headquarters, the General was longing to see Ip Man in action again, therefore he commanded Colonel Sato &amp;amp; the Chinese interpreter to search for Ip. It doesn't took them long to find Ip at his temporary hut, but Ip protected his wife &amp;amp; son from Colonel Sato &amp;amp; his men by knocking them out. Ip then took refuge at the interpreter's house, but words soon reached the General's ears that Ip makes frequent visits to the cotton mill. Ip then showed up and surrendered at the cotton mill when the Japanese army jeopardizes the workers' lives. He then challenged the General into a duel, which is accepted when Ip was placed in a cell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the duel, Colonel Sato threatened that he will kill Ip if the General loses the duel. Integrity overwhelmed his fear of death &amp;amp; he won the duel, but the Colonel pulled the trigger and the bullet hit Ip's shoulder. The Colonel was then killed by his own gun in a struggle with the interpreter. Ip Man escaped with his family to Hong Kong where he started his own martial art club, and the war ended soon after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go. LoL. Seriously, it's a movie worth every cent spent. 5/5 stars. If you're a Chinese that understands the Chinese history, then you will appreciate this movie. The Japanese might hate this movie though, due to all the anti-Japanese contents. LoL. My uncle had tears running down his cheeks at the end of the movie as he's a true Chinamen. When I said true Chinamen, I mean it. He's from China, and settled down in Malaysia with his dad during the 70s. The movie is perfect, and the roles are genuinely portrayed. There is no one else better than Donnie Yen to hold Ip Man's character, especially considering the fact that he's a real-life multi-martial-arts master. His kungfu is simply unbelieveably beautiful; an actor with such perfected skills is hard to come by. So, watch this one my friend. You'll never regret it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus at 8:30 A.M. tomorrow, from my own estimation I'll reach K.L. around 12-1 P.M.. Bought some gifts for a number of my friends, let's just see if I still have enough energy to deliver them to ya'll. Oh crap, I miss my car, I miss my computer, I miss my CSi: Miami series, I miss everything &amp;amp; everyone back in Malaysia!! Hopefully the car battery is successfully prevented from discharging by disconnecting it, or else I won't be able to start my car. Jumpstart? Zzz.. See ya'll back in Malaysia on 22/12/2008, my emo date. Huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful - Elvis Costello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-6115953043902821072?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/6115953043902821072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=6115953043902821072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/6115953043902821072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/6115953043902821072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2008/12/beautiful.html' title='Beautiful'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SU6BC7SCBsI/AAAAAAAABXI/jBO9_nq6kjM/s72-c/Ipmanposter02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-8588940009335718458</id><published>2008-12-19T19:45:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:12:31.591+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introductions'/><title type='text'>10,000 Nights</title><content type='html'>Second post, shall I talk about something more interesting? Hmm... Right, Alphabeat. Oh yes, it's been a long, long time since the last I introduced bands &amp;amp; singers to my readers. So does Alphabeat sounds familiar to any of you? It's a Danish pop band formed back in 2004, but their debut album is only recently released this year. They play &amp;amp; sing mainly 80s melodies, identical to ABBA, Modern English &amp;amp; BeeGees. Erm.. BeeGees counted as 80s? Argh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New band playing retro music, I like it. Here's 10,000 Nights, by Alphabeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-8588940009335718458?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/8588940009335718458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=8588940009335718458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/8588940009335718458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/8588940009335718458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2008/12/10000-nights.html' title='10,000 Nights'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-2336980152604483215</id><published>2008-12-18T19:24:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:12:05.391+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getaways'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>Silent Night</title><content type='html'>Anyone in Christmas mood? Yeah yeah.. I know, I know.. I've missed 3 posts for 3 days, so I'm making it up to ya'll today, alright? 3 posts altogether in 1 day, just so that you guys won't kill me when I go back to K.L. tomorrow. Yeap.. Coming back home soon, dudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a review of Yes Man? Nahh that'll be too boring. Haha.. Just kidding. I can't remember the storyline already actually. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short post, because I can't wait but to proceed to the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SU5yBdHnO_I/AAAAAAAABXA/HX-HGWzONLw/s400/16_-_A_Winter_Symphony_Front.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282284782274165746" /&gt;Silent Night - Sarah Brightman, from her new album Winter Symphony. A must-have &amp;amp; must-play to enhance the mood for the coming Christmas celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-2336980152604483215?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/2336980152604483215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=2336980152604483215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2336980152604483215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/2336980152604483215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2008/12/silent-night.html' title='Silent Night'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SU5yBdHnO_I/AAAAAAAABXA/HX-HGWzONLw/s72-c/16_-_A_Winter_Symphony_Front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-9211069643746794962</id><published>2008-12-18T18:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T21:46:30.391+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advices'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>Ham Kar Ling</title><content type='html'>Something very funny happened today. Ya' guys, those who are simply too free just like me that checks on the cinema movie listings every minute or so will definitely know about the latest Cantonese kung fu movie Ip Man. So my cousin and his wife decided to bring me along to the movie. Funny though, there's actually a movie, a comedy flick that's showing at the same time. Yeap, the one starring Jim Carrey as Carl Allen in Yes Man. I reminded my cousin AND the girl over at the counter not to mistaken the Ip Man with Yes Man. 3 times, 3 motherfucking times. And that slut still gave us tickets to Yes Man instead of Ip Man. We thought that 3 times of reminding is enough to avoid any mistakes, so we waited till 9:05 P.M. for the screening time. Waited till 9:10 P.M., the LED indicator on cinema 6 is still not illuminated yet, but patrons are allowed to enter cinema 3 for quite some time, &amp;amp; we're really frustrated about that. Checked the ticket and indeed, we we're given the wrong fucking tickets. Complained at the counter but that ignorant bitch just can't do anything about it as the tickets for Ip Man are completely sold out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we had no choice but to wait &amp;amp; watch Yes Man at 9:40 P.M.. We we're given 11 complimentary tickets as refund to our 30-minute loss. Yes, 11 tickets. Watched Yes Man, and it was fantastic. Do not ever underestimate that movie as a money-wasting show; it's funny and inspirational at some point. I'll post up the review very soon as I can't do so now (blogging in a rush), but an early rating from me will be a staggering 4.95 out of 5. It is THAT good. I'm not kidding. Also, I might be blogging less often these few days, till I get back to Malaysia. I'll be back very soon, maybe around the 21st or 22nd of December, and I have my own reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ham Kar Ling, by LMF. Very obscene song in Cantonese, don't listen to it if you can't handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, something from a Chinese newspaper; a guy was robbed at a cash deposit machine, and he fought the robber. He was slashed on his face, but he fought back with a motorcycle helmet, hitting the robber repeatedly on the head, causing injury &amp;amp; bleeding. As the robber was caught and the both of them were sent to the hospital. The victim received over 100 stitches, and the bad news isn't over yet for him. The robber's blood was tested &amp;amp; diagnosed HIV positive. So there is a possibility that blood transfer happened during the fight and the robbery victim might be infected with AIDS as well. So a word of advice from me; if you're approached by robber(s) (touchwood), just give them what they want. Life worth more than a couple hundred of ringgits or your thousand-ringgit watch. You won't know what will happen if you fight them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-9211069643746794962?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/9211069643746794962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=9211069643746794962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/9211069643746794962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/9211069643746794962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2008/12/ham-kar-ling.html' title='Ham Kar Ling'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-8592195597833621310</id><published>2008-12-17T12:41:00.009+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T21:47:21.776+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getaways'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger Management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>I'd Come Back For You</title><content type='html'>Went to Choa Chu Kang Plaza for a movie last night, The Day The Earth Stood Still. It's not that good actually, didn't live up to my expectations. No, not at all. I was looking forward to something like The Day After Tomorrow, but some universal-degrader-metallic bugs let me down. Nevertheless, Keanu Reeves portrays a cool character. It's a shame how the movie is spoilt with a storyline without climax. There is a climax actually, at the very end of the timeline. Low ratings from me, possibly the lowest I've ever gave; 3.1 out of 5 stars. Any lower ratings than that from me, you'll know that it's not worth watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280696266136548322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SUjNRpXM8-I/AAAAAAAABVo/X5w0_qZk-So/s400/2697429950_9cc176970e.jpg" /&gt;I won't bother to summarize the movie either, just go read it from any sort of movie review site, Wiki or such. It's a waste of time, totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought my camera with me of course, &amp;amp; took some pictures. Something happened at McDonalds after the movie, but I'll get back to that later. Let's start from the MRT station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280697871250219410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SUjOvE4H4ZI/AAAAAAAABVw/VC6kIR7nqB0/s400/DSC00048.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Petir Rd. station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280697880573960594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SUjOvnnE4ZI/AAAAAAAABV4/AMrbXa_UVzA/s400/DSC00049.JPG" /&gt;The MRT isn't really new to me, but I discovered something rather funny. Well, just like all other Malaysians, I'm so familiar with the RapidKL LRT service that the stereotype thought of all LRTs are on rails is blended together into my mind. Ya' guys see that? WHEELS!! The MRT is more like a network of buses running on a higher ground. I wonder what will the trams look like if 20-inch sport rims are fixed onto them? COOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280701600922410226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SUjSIK_RHPI/AAAAAAAABWA/wfYls8FSsQw/s400/DSC00051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, I was in a game shop. Quitting my gaming life doesn't mean that I can't visit game shops, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280701605416446386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SUjSIbuuqbI/AAAAAAAABWI/WUA1hGprnHc/s400/DSC00052.JPG" /&gt;Games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280701612819617314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SUjSI3TyFiI/AAAAAAAABWQ/I_TPNDO7dgg/s400/DSC00053.JPG" /&gt;Games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280701617716092402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SUjSJJjMXfI/AAAAAAAABWY/Ry0OUmDFQxs/s400/DSC00054.JPG" /&gt;More games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280701625460125042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SUjSJmZg7XI/AAAAAAAABWg/pXWHMYGt138/s400/DSC00055.JPG" /&gt;The game shop, from the entrance. I don't think a shop so 'concentrated' with games like this one is common in Malaysia, not to mention that they sell only genuine, ORIGINAL games. Wake up Malaysians, stop piracy. We all know that paying RM 100-200 for a game is absurd &amp;amp; only promotes pirated DVDs &amp;amp; CDs to be released, so why don't the government take a smarter move, bring down the price?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280704255253514162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SUjUirJHh7I/AAAAAAAABWo/788CHc9lu_0/s400/DSC00057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The cinema. Erm.. The focus is actually the black-dressed girl in the right corner of this picture, but zooming in &amp;amp; snapping only her picture will be too obvious &amp;amp; awkward. Ohh hottie, what are you doing here alone? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280704255318402898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SUjUirYlp1I/AAAAAAAABWw/R_ZNAymUCkI/s400/DSC00058.JPG" /&gt;I tried hard to get this picture to compare the prices of food from one of the largest fast-food chain in the world, McDonalds. And then, this petite little young lady employee came up to me &amp;amp; said, "I'm sorry sir, but you're not allowed to take pictures in here.". I was like, huh?? Which law in the world of McDonalds that doesn't allow anyone to take picture in the premises? Interesting law, I'd say. I almost wanted to say it back in her face, "I'm sorry miss, you're hot &amp;amp; most probably would look good naked on my bed, makes a perfect fucking mate but no thanks, with that kind of attitude I'll have to pass.".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, although there are few more movie reviews that I wanna do, I fear I've been using the laptop for too long. So here's a song to end the post for today; I'd Come Back For You by Nickelback. Yep, from their latest album, Dark Horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-8592195597833621310?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/8592195597833621310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=8592195597833621310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/8592195597833621310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/8592195597833621310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2008/12/id-come-back-for-you.html' title='I&apos;d Come Back For You'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SUjNRpXM8-I/AAAAAAAABVo/X5w0_qZk-So/s72-c/2697429950_9cc176970e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-5531640257101444333</id><published>2008-12-15T13:23:00.011+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T14:19:58.474+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger Management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets'/><title type='text'>No Fate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SUY3xSXnHNI/AAAAAAAABVg/G7ATDz9XZug/s1600-h/350kbs.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Warghh!!! Damn, yesterday I placed my pair of jeans on my bag, with my handphone in the pocket. My aunt mistakenly thought that it's to be washed, and then put it into the washing machine. My Sony Ericsson G502.. T_T I've tried everything I can to bring my phone back to life, even giving it CPR, but I just can't get it to start. New phone &lt;em&gt;lor, &lt;/em&gt;a &lt;em&gt;lauya&lt;/em&gt; Samsung B110. Zzz.. Luckily I've got a camera now, so there is no need for me to get a camera phone. Bought the new phone for SG$88, or about RM 200. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279966930553757154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SUY18ul3XeI/AAAAAAAABVY/0X6GVv9hkMU/s400/DSC00047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've got 2 equally-&lt;em&gt;lauya&lt;/em&gt; phone. Zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So friends can now SMS me your names &amp;amp; phone numbers, again. Zzz.. How troublesome. I've lost 3 phones in 1 year, and that's VERY unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there is something I wanted to share that will surely piss my Malaysian peers off today. What? Of course, our never-changing fucked up ISP, TMnet. Look at this picture below and you'll understand why am I so angry with Streamyx &amp;amp; it's slowness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img399.imageshack.us/my.php?image=350kbsxs2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img399.imageshack.us/img399/9339/350kbsxs2.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Click on the image above to enlarge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that speed, is achieved with only Wi-Fi. TMnet sucks. You feel my pissed-offness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Fate 2007 - DJ Falk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MXV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379261378848157521-5531640257101444333?l=mx-lair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/feeds/5531640257101444333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379261378848157521&amp;postID=5531640257101444333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5531640257101444333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379261378848157521/posts/default/5531640257101444333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mx-lair.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-fate.html' title='No Fate'/><author><name>MXV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08895614094060276509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/Szk5IMVSMtI/AAAAAAAAB1s/as7758WT5Lo/S220/DSC00563.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SUY18ul3XeI/AAAAAAAABVY/0X6GVv9hkMU/s72-c/DSC00047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379261378848157521.post-7333555886592330375</id><published>2008-12-14T13:55:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T14:58:52.482+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets'/><title type='text'>Sa Trincha</title><content type='html'>I bought a new Sony Microvault 16GB USB thumbdrive today at Sim Lim Centre, which is a shopping centre for PC geeks, comparable to that of Malaysia's Low Yat Plaza. Most of the things there are pretty cheap &amp;amp; prices might simply be better than in Malaysia. For an instance, a 320 GB 2.5" external hard drive at only SG$109. Do the currency conversion maths and you'll find that it's less than RM 300, which should be the starting price for a Maxtor 320GB. Anyway, the 16GB flash drive I bought - it's kinda pricey at SG$74, but it's Sony. LoL. Okay, I'm not a 'brandomaniac' or someone that goes for the bigger name, I find Sony stuffs simply more reliable; the warranty for them is international which means that if anything goes wrong I can claim it from any Sony outlets in the world. It sounds better now, don't ya' think? And there's more. 5-year-warranty seems to be pretty common, &amp;amp; Sony knew how to refine &amp;amp; improve their promotions to draw more consumers' attention &amp;amp; better impression. They include a Casino Royale DVD as a bonus to the thumbdrive. Great, coz' the last and only time I watched Casino Royale, it was pretty fucked up (pirated DVD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279604741909034002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SUTsikv0tBI/AAAAAAAABVA/C8X6A3F4aaU/s400/DSC00032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unboxing. Bonus Casino Royale DVD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279604753362271074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SUTsjPafO2I/AAAAAAAABVI/0w2-2Qpq0JM/s400/DSC00033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The packaging, and I didn't bother to unbox further. Laziness xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Electronic stuffs in Singapore, they are really cheap. Well.. Kinda explains how you can get this set below, what looks like a 32 or 40-inch LG plasma TV with matching surround system, the identical set in my uncle's house for about SG$1500. That's about RM 3600. A TV that size will cost significantly more in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279607827825972946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxbP94BxbNs/SUTvWMrwVtI/AAAAAAAABVQ/AJw8Ps0mHLM/s400/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oohh... And that's only the TV. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay, going off for now. Heh, this song here is pretty messed up. It's a self-titled song from a self-titled album by a similarly titled band. Sa Trincha, from the album Sa Trincha, by Sa Trincha. Hahaha.. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.S: Here's a link to some cosmetic products; my beloved 'tai kar jie' recently started the business &amp;amp; wants me to help her spread the word. Mostly facial masks, I'm not sure about what kind of cosmetic products that she's selling coz' I'm not metrosexual. xD Anyway, check it out for yourselves gir
