<?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-3930145812820677254</id><updated>2012-02-17T10:19:28.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Infamous Blog of Everything</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicloversly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930145812820677254/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicloversly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MusicLover Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445939362862127763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3930145812820677254.post-7299815637173191814</id><published>2009-06-03T03:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T03:35:39.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If You're Not The One...</title><content type='html'>This sounds a bit crazy, but this is how I felt bout her the 1st day I lay my eyes on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?&lt;br /&gt;If you're not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?&lt;br /&gt;If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call?&lt;br /&gt;If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never know what the future brings&lt;br /&gt;But I know you're here with me now&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna run away but I can't take it, I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?&lt;br /&gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't need you then why am I crying on my bed?&lt;br /&gt;If I don't need you then why does your name resound in my head?&lt;br /&gt;If you're not for me then why does this distance maim my life?&lt;br /&gt;If you're not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why you're so far away&lt;br /&gt;But I know that this **much** is true&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;br /&gt;And I wish that you could be the one I die with&lt;br /&gt;And I'm praying you're the one I build my home with&lt;br /&gt;I hope I love you all my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna run away but I can't take it, I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am&lt;br /&gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away&lt;br /&gt;And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right&lt;br /&gt;And though I can't be with you tonight&lt;br /&gt;You know my heart is by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand&lt;br /&gt;If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am&lt;br /&gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930145812820677254-7299815637173191814?l=musicloversly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicloversly.blogspot.com/feeds/7299815637173191814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3930145812820677254&amp;postID=7299815637173191814' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930145812820677254/posts/default/7299815637173191814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930145812820677254/posts/default/7299815637173191814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicloversly.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-youre-not-one.html' title='If You&apos;re Not The One...'/><author><name>MusicLover Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445939362862127763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3930145812820677254.post-3518776828456055237</id><published>2009-03-18T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:51:59.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky</title><content type='html'>I wonder if you guys remember the song "Lucky" by Jason Mraz featuring Colbie Caillat?&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's how Im feeling right now as the songs goes like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I told you that the "J" is back and no doubt she's my Wonder Woman.&lt;br /&gt;Damn she can really make guys goes crazy, specially ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, me and J are officially together but both of us can't decide on which day is it.&lt;br /&gt;But what the heck, Im one happy bastard that can't kept smiling like he just had botox.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far so good, and we kept eating food.&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been going to gym lately, still haven't had those killer abs or whatever yet...but my dad was once a body builder so I might have some gene from it?&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;And I just finish my finals today, was super stressed last couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;Now I just want to de-stress by maybe partying or just chilling, depends which one Im free and have the mood to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That all for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohvua (goodbye in french)&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930145812820677254-3518776828456055237?l=musicloversly.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3930145812820677254.post-2664732997458133593</id><published>2009-01-27T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T19:40:03.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rehab</title><content type='html'>Just like some celebrities, maybe I should consider on going rehab because it seems I'm too addictive to you already...&lt;br /&gt;You're like a drug that doesn't need to be eaten to get you going crazy and happy.&lt;br /&gt;To some people, the things I wrote might be silly or funny, but for me, it's a misery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930145812820677254-2664732997458133593?l=musicloversly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3930145812820677254.post-3394580162322770829</id><published>2009-01-25T02:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T02:51:53.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary...</title><content type='html'>Well, it has been awhile since I updated my blog.&lt;br /&gt;So okay, January 24th is my parents wedding anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;Been together for 21 years.&lt;br /&gt;And we went 1U for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in the car on the way to 1U, I sms-ed her and apologize bout being emo the day before.&lt;br /&gt;But I miss her loads, so my emo got pass quite fast.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my family and I reach 1U and ate at Shogun, Japanese buffet.&lt;br /&gt;Was super duper full...&lt;br /&gt;Mom and dad was joking and teasing each other about the old times.&lt;br /&gt;Me and my sis had some laugh by that time as well.&lt;br /&gt;During my dinner, me and my sis realize there's this strange guy sitting 10'O clock facing me.&lt;br /&gt;He was creepy since he like kept looking at me, my sis notice that as well.&lt;br /&gt;Either he's gay or maybe is the portion of food on my plate (was alot I admit)&lt;br /&gt;So after dinner, dad was planning to go for a movie but it was kinda late and my dad had a golf session the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;So we walk around and went home, on the way back to the car I saw some secondary old friends.&lt;br /&gt;Talk to them for awhile and was planning bout maybe a chinese new year gathering among friends.&lt;br /&gt;He says he'll call...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was also Ethan's inking day (tatoo).&lt;br /&gt;It was freaking huge but freaking cool shit.&lt;br /&gt;Saw the pic only, but will be seeing the real shit soon.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;Well, think bout it, my mom was freaking cool loh.&lt;br /&gt;Because my mom ask me why don't I get a tattoo and my new hair color was a suggestion from my mom (including the bill).&lt;br /&gt;hohoho&lt;br /&gt;But Im still not ready to get a tattoo yet, mayb soon?&lt;br /&gt;who knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And worst of all is that, ZOMG, is the freaking Chinese New Year already.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope I can get a raise with the ang pao from everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;Economic  no good ar, we deserve a raise in ang pao AGREE???&lt;br /&gt;Mayb a raise through out the whole 10 years before I married, ngek ngek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna buy so many stuff, but short of cash.&lt;br /&gt;aiks&lt;br /&gt;Mayb a D-SLR Camera (DIgital Single Lens Reflex Camera)? Some new sound system in my car? Or some fashionable clothes and shoes?&lt;br /&gt;No idea yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was looking atthis promotion about a DJ-ing course, and I wanted to learn how to DJ as well.&lt;br /&gt;Or Maybe just be a globe trekker, saw that series last week.&lt;br /&gt;Super LAYAN wey the show, the stuff they do, the people they meet...&lt;br /&gt;I mean is just pure awesomeness when you can explore the least travel road...&lt;br /&gt;Just like the poem from my secondary school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Two roads diverged in a yellow wood&lt;br /&gt;          And sorry I could not travel both&lt;br /&gt;          And be one traveler, long I stood&lt;br /&gt;          And looked down one as far as I could&lt;br /&gt;          To where it bent in the undergrowth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Then took the other as just as fair&lt;br /&gt;          And having perhaps the better claim&lt;br /&gt;          Because it was grassy and wanted wear&lt;br /&gt;          Though as for that, the passing there&lt;br /&gt;          Had worn them really about the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          And both that morning equally lay&lt;br /&gt;          In leaves no step had trodden black&lt;br /&gt;          Oh, I kept the first for another day!&lt;br /&gt;          Yet, knowing how way leads onto way&lt;br /&gt;          I doubted if I should ever come back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          I shall be telling this with a sigh&lt;br /&gt;          Somewhere ages and ages hence&lt;br /&gt;          Two roads diverged in a wood&lt;br /&gt;          And I took the one less traveled by&lt;br /&gt;          And that has made all the difference&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;Robert Frost  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's the end of my blog for today, but I'll try update more often nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And J, you know I've always care for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div 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Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445939362862127763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3930145812820677254.post-5717622563951593495</id><published>2009-01-01T05:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T05:23:52.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year = New Things to worried about...</title><content type='html'>I just got back from a secondary's friends house and had a somewhat gathering there after I had dinner with my family and relatives in OneWorld Hotel next to 1U shopping center.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much can do inside the hotel, but during the last minutes before 2009, we all lay our self down by the pool side.&lt;br /&gt;And by the time stuck 12, The Curve + Ikano/Ikea start shooting the fireworks display.&lt;br /&gt;Later on I can see 1U's and OneWorld's hotel's.&lt;br /&gt;From far I can even see some fireworks from Mont Kiara and Kuala Lumpur from the pool side.&lt;br /&gt;Quite a strategic place to be able to see so much.&lt;br /&gt;After that, I started to rang some friends and wish them new year, and some so kind they scold me back because I didn't call them 1st.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she's just jealous of it.&lt;br /&gt;Wakakaka...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's how I start my 2009, hope the rest would be a blast...&lt;br /&gt;And to everyone, Happy 2009, keep partying and hopes every things gonna be awesome...&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;Cheers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930145812820677254-5717622563951593495?l=musicloversly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicloversly.blogspot.com/feeds/5717622563951593495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3930145812820677254&amp;postID=5717622563951593495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930145812820677254/posts/default/5717622563951593495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930145812820677254/posts/default/5717622563951593495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicloversly.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-new-things-to-worried-about.html' title='New Year = New Things to worried about...'/><author><name>MusicLover Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445939362862127763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3930145812820677254.post-8724168351396772865</id><published>2008-10-18T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T23:00:04.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, is been awhile since I've updated my blog and now I'm doing it since so many demands been made.&lt;br /&gt;Yesday my car kena bang at the back, was not really serious, but I'll bet my parents are not going to be happy bout it.&lt;br /&gt;And today when I went home, my mother kept asking bout my neck instead of the car, because I have few "Love Bites" round my neck thanks to my darling...&lt;br /&gt;Well, try cover it out saying had some alcohol the day before, and those are just rashes, but my mom obviously dont believe what I've told her.&lt;br /&gt;So I just kept my mouth shut, and the worst part is, at night, my dad's friend is doing a birthday party for his 1 year old son and kinda doing the buffet.&lt;br /&gt;When I was there, all my dad's friend kept asking bout the love bites.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yesterday my baby and I had a great time watching the "House Bunny" in the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;It was damn funny, both of us can't stop laughing even when we're back at her house.&lt;br /&gt;So if there's anyone into comedy or some laughs, go enjoy that movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;miss u babe...xoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930145812820677254-8724168351396772865?l=musicloversly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicloversly.blogspot.com/feeds/8724168351396772865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3930145812820677254.post-4326737095656806849</id><published>2008-08-14T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T23:39:11.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even robots have a LOVE story to tell</title><content type='html'>Today is the 1st day screening of Pixar new animation movie called "Wall. E" and I manage to make it in time as I was slightly late for the show.&lt;div&gt;Anyways now listen carefully, the thing is that "You Guys Must Go 'N' Check Out The Show!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is one of the best animation I saw so far, and the story line is touching, character is funny, and is all sum up into one word "AMAZING".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a few scene I kinda wet my eyes because I was touch by the lil feller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even robots can fall in LOVE, I wonder why is it so difficult sometimes for human being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can say anything here, but is better if you guys go check it out yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it worth every cent I pay and every minute I watched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you guys enjoyed the show like I did, and I might go watch it again soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope this movie won an Academy or two out of this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930145812820677254-4326737095656806849?l=musicloversly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicloversly.blogspot.com/feeds/4326737095656806849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3930145812820677254&amp;postID=4326737095656806849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930145812820677254/posts/default/4326737095656806849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930145812820677254/posts/default/4326737095656806849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicloversly.blogspot.com/2008/08/even-robots-have-love-story-to-tell.html' title='Even robots have a LOVE story to tell'/><author><name>MusicLover Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445939362862127763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3930145812820677254.post-1304904729777548791</id><published>2008-08-12T03:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T03:45:11.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Laosy Blogger, please don't Bother... KIDDING!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know my first two blogs are bored and sucky, well that's how you improve right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Honestly, I like to express myself by talking face to face rather with words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I mean is easier as well since I can use some hand gesture to make my saying had a more dramatic effect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And there's no problems if I like to blog about LOVE stuff even though I'm a guy right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Guys still have a soft side okay? Most of it I mean, or maybe some if the girls disagree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So for my cousin upcoming wedding, Im going to open the wedding car for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's mean I'm going to get a big fat ang pao out of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Who want a drink??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Give my ASSistant a call and I'll get to you later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;LMFAO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is my 2nd time open the wedding car door since my youngest uncle's wedding last 2 year in 2006.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It wasn't the ang pao I expected, well, Whatever~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can't wait to wear my new blazer from Massimo Dutti that cost me RM 1,099 ( USD260).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think is around that in US dollar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's a Khaki blazer by the way. Picture Coming Soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But I'm still short of a leather lace ups and a dress pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Maybe I'll go along with my current black jeans or my 501 (Levi's)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Shit, I forgot about the shirt for my black suit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hmmm, well I might pull off something bit more casual with my V neck T-shirts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fortunately mega sale is still on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Almost finish all my savings... SOB SOB ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Luckily I'm not dating anyone lately, that do save alot, right guys?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For dinner, me n my cousin family with my grandma as well, we had dinner at Tropicana Club House for some testing for the dishes during my cousin's wedding night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The food was quite average truth be told.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3 out of 5 I'll give.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;still like any typical chinese wedding food, shark fins and all those...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;B-O-R-I-N-G&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When is anyone planning to do a western style in my family?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Those who serve steak or something different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, for me I would when the right times come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have all plan out actually, and there's Plan A and Plan B.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Plan A is where I'll have one part of the wedding on KL Tower, with the stunning view that shows 360 degree of Kuala Lumpur and serving buffet or 3 course meals something like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then, you know how nice when people walk down the aisle?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well imagine walking across from the bridge of KLCC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;From one end to another... isn't that awesome?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Could cost more than a diamond ring all those up there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If that didn't work out, Plan B is where simple and nice comes in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wedding beside the beach, not too crowded with just some good friends and family members.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And it all end with the sunset...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Maybe can take this away from Malaysia, like doing it in somewhere with nice beach and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hawaii maybe, Miami?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;nah, too much girls in bikini = too much distraction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, give more comment about my blog, like how to improve or what to write or wat page layout and STUFFs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Feel free to comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~~Sly~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930145812820677254-1304904729777548791?l=musicloversly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicloversly.blogspot.com/feeds/1304904729777548791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3930145812820677254&amp;postID=1304904729777548791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930145812820677254/posts/default/1304904729777548791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930145812820677254/posts/default/1304904729777548791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicloversly.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-laosy-blogger-please-dont-bother.html' title='I&apos;m a Laosy Blogger, please don&apos;t Bother... KIDDING!!!'/><author><name>MusicLover Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445939362862127763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3930145812820677254.post-6150344093065671726</id><published>2008-08-07T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T01:47:49.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maths Makes Me MaD... Or does It Really Do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is the 1st poem I wrote. Check it out, is call "Numb3rs".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;This poem was inspired by another poem call "The Square Root of 3".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:18px;"&gt;"Numb3rs"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Younger in my times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;I won't do my maths exercise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;It might be too late for me to realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;If I'm still in school now I would change my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Because this square root of 3 is like my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;And it helps me to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;That even numbers can be define&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For once I didn't like numbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After reading that poem, it makes my heart pounders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For a second there, it makes me wonders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How everyone just needs a little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hope and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Faith to make everything better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;After all this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;I thought I can't find the Love of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, with just You and Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Astounding as can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;A boy and a girl achieving Love like you never seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;There is nothing too impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;To be unbelievable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;But is the trust in Love that will find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;If you think my poem was lame, wait until you see the next one, but I think is has a beautiful side to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Is call "The Square Root of 3".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;The poem was feature in the movie "Harold and Kumar: Escape from Guantanamo Bay".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cool movie, you guys should check out that and "Harold and Kumar: Go To White Castle" as well, both are awesome and freaking funny...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:18px;"&gt;"The Square Root of 3"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;I fear that I will always be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;A lonely number like root three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;A three is all that’s good and right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Why must my three keep out of sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Beneath the vicious square root sign,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;I wish instead I were a nine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;For nine could thwart this evil trick,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;with just some quick arithmetic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Such is my reality, a sad irrationality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;When, hark, just what is this I see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Another square root of a three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;As quietly co-waltzing by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Together now we multiply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;To form a number we prefer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Rejoicing as an integer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;We break free from our mortal bonds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;And with the wave of magic wands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Our square root signs become unglued&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;And love for me has been renewed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;This poem reminds me of myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Maybe I'm this person who scare of being alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;And hopefully luck is on my side that the quest of finding the another half of myself pret-tay soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930145812820677254-6150344093065671726?l=musicloversly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicloversly.blogspot.com/feeds/6150344093065671726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3930145812820677254&amp;postID=6150344093065671726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930145812820677254/posts/default/6150344093065671726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930145812820677254/posts/default/6150344093065671726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicloversly.blogspot.com/2008/08/maths-makes-me-mad-or-does-it-really-do.html' title='Maths Makes Me MaD... Or does It Really Do?'/><author><name>MusicLover Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445939362862127763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3930145812820677254.post-7586594914478805618</id><published>2008-08-05T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T02:43:43.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It all started with the letter "J"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, this is my 1st blog and usually people had nothing much to say at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, for me, the fun had just begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Is like any night alone in my room, alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just finish almost a two hour phone call with someone called "J".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Is a she by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I haven't had these kinds of phone talks like forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just wanted to hear her voice and see how she's doing today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"J" was one of the most unique, loud, unpredictable but wonderful person I've ever meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've remember it was in the May of 2007 where I've meet her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;From the 1st glimpse I saw her, I know that this girl is something special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a friday evening I remember, after some class in the lecture hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I kept looking at her without her intention, but I really wanted to get to know this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So after the class, and it was the day before the holiday, I ran down to her and ask her for her cellphone number and yes she gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was so happy and felt so stupid at the same time that I didn't introduce myself properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;During the holidays, I've message her a couple of times and manage to get her IM address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course I was thrill, we chat so much and she told me so much bout her past and me told her mine as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I've remember bout she saying this guy that she like turning homo then straight then vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Got me a lil @.@ there. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As time goes on, our friendship begin to grew (that's what I've think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Is not long for this girl to start teasing at me like crazy, but I don't mind at all because I know deep down she still a woman who cares but show it in a different way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As this relationships grew, I realize two things, 1st is that I think I'm falling for her and 2nd, I don't think I have a shot with her and she felt that Im into something lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She ask me is it cause I like someone else, and of cause I said NO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On and on i know I can't hide things from her, so I decided to fall for another girl and I do but without really get to know the girl as well as I known "J".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After few months later, I realize she got a new boy friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course, I wasn't proud but what to do, the guy is one of my college friends and the choice is with the girl not mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;During my A-Levels period, I suffer from bad result to bad social skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I realize that this is not what I wanted to do in the 1st place, that is why I choose A-Levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I said to myself, I will change college and a different course in 2008 and hopefully start a better life and try to move on my feelings for "J".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so I did change college, after my finals exam in 2007, I change to KDU college and Im doing mass communications there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When people say KDU college they think bout beautiful woman and stuff... (honestly it is a scam and I think is created by the college own PR)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, so 1st day in KDU college and i felt like a new man, as soon as I enter my class, the people there are so different from TAR college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just by the looks I can tell, cool tattoo on the leg, labels handbags and the language usage when they speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I think, well, I can fit in quite nice here. And yes I did fit in along really well with the January intake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But what about the relationship thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I still can't get my mind of her even though we haven't speak for so long and that's the purpose I though I can forget bout the past and move on...but I just can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not very long into the 1st semester, I can't help it but when I saw her online I just open the chatting windows even I didn't say anything to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just staring at the blank chat space, thinking am I going to write to her and suddenly one day I heard about this prom night in TAR college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And yeah, I did went and bought a 600 bucks coat just to impress someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And yeah,I went there without a partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I saw her that night, she was wearing this dress and with a scarf or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We didn't speak much, tried to take pictures with her but she's avoiding me and I knew it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When all the people start dancing, I was sitting there all alone on the chair wondering is it a wrong move that I had come to this prom just to sit there and be alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, for a guy I confess my eyes are wet that night (not crying, just wet) with all this stuff going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I remember I didn't sleep for two days because of assignment and at the end of the prom my nose start bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Drank some water, and there they was, asking me to go Sing K with them in Sunway Pyramid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And yet she personally ask me again in quite a angry tone as usual XD, so I did went for the Karaoke and the supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know what the hell I sang that night, all are emotional songs like from Justin Timberlake and John Legend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After that, due to they had not enough transport I need to fetch some of the friends to Puchong to overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Supposedly I should stay there for the night, but I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So after fetching them back, I'm headed home and caught in a minor car accident with a taxi driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Luckily nothing serious happen and I reach home round 5-6am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, back in KDU college, I have no luck finding myself a special someone yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the prom, me n "J" start chatting back more often but not much as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Until today, we still remain as friends but the feeling for her, me myself was still quite unsure has it ended...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But one things for sure is that I never forget how special she was as a classmate, buddy, friend, Ji Mui, or whatever it is to me and always will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~~Sly~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930145812820677254-7586594914478805618?l=musicloversly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicloversly.blogspot.com/feeds/7586594914478805618/comments/default' 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