tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70849905375865349822024-03-13T08:45:57.496+08:00Hamlet's Hero“In the end, we're all dead men. Sadly, we cannot choose how, or when. But what
we can choose is how we decide to meet that end, so we are remembered forever
as men.”
- GladiatorUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger314125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-26766233367810575542010-07-24T18:14:00.002+08:002010-07-24T18:16:54.215+08:00I Love to Touch My _____<div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/sites/lg_cmp/img/poster.jpg" width="437" height="616" /></div> <div><br /></div><div>I know everybody's been raving about touch-screen phones these days, but I'm still using a Sony Ericsson dumbphone because I can't find it in me to upgrade... Maybe I'll see something tonight that will make me finally take that leap of faith!</div><div><br /></div><div>When life's good, anything's possible!</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-58042389864574112882010-07-16T15:31:00.002+08:002010-07-16T15:36:57.893+08:00The Sorcerer's Apprentice!If I am a sorcerer's apprentice I will learn how to do everything lah! I mean why stop at just learning one specific skill tree? Go for it all! Learn how to conjure money, throw firebolts, levitate myself, make myself indestructible... I mean I'm made for this kinda madness! Let's gooooo!<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X9A8ZzI97pI&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X9A8ZzI97pI&hl=en_US&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(76, 84, 89); line-height: 21px; font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"><strong>Catch The Sorcerer’s Apprentice Movie starting from 22<sup>nd</sup> July 2010 and join the Walt Disney Studios Singapore official <a href="http://www.facebook.com/disneystudiosSG" style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(102, 68, 0); ">Facebook</a> and <a href="http://twitter.com/disneystudiosSG" style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(102, 68, 0); ">Twitter</a> page!</strong></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(76, 84, 89); line-height: 21px; font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"><strong><br /></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(76, 84, 89); line-height: 21px; font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"><strong>***</strong></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(76, 84, 89); line-height: 21px; font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"><strong><br /></strong></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(76, 84, 89); line-height: 21px; font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"><strong>So sorry that I've not been blogging regularly and properly on this blog recently. Catch my most recent thoughts on personal development on http://kevinc.net today! </strong></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-82677959448003302462010-06-14T00:53:00.004+08:002010-06-14T01:11:55.179+08:00Toy Story 3!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhepgJOdqFfvBnvLCodRGzOZ9ZN3IOn1C-CySGcoQwmcDqTDotoWHYUJazgxiywdmGd19taF3RYmjOgyKGnRoge3gb-JwyJ_cJ82A2-2EaixFobGswSdyyUag5ouRxO3Zr9Ag4MJQrOjxEB/s1600/30322_398461331285_258948136285_4790578_7179733_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhepgJOdqFfvBnvLCodRGzOZ9ZN3IOn1C-CySGcoQwmcDqTDotoWHYUJazgxiywdmGd19taF3RYmjOgyKGnRoge3gb-JwyJ_cJ82A2-2EaixFobGswSdyyUag5ouRxO3Zr9Ag4MJQrOjxEB/s400/30322_398461331285_258948136285_4790578_7179733_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482305578775542962" /></a><br />Hey guys! Toy Story 3 is coming up and I really want to see how the whole Toy Story saga pans out!<div><br /></div><div>I watched the trailer and my very favourite part is the part where Barbie and Ken lock eyes! It's high time for a more mature romance in the Toy Story universe as the franchise has been around for quite a bit and the original people who watched the first Toy Story when it first came out are so much older now! It's time for some spicy hot toy-to-toy action!</div><div><br /></div><div>Can't wait to watch it! Hope I get the complementary tickets! I love Nuffnang so much! :D</div><div><br /><br /><object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/cPzfGP1rw6Q/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cPzfGP1rw6Q&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cPzfGP1rw6Q&hl=en_US&fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(76, 84, 89); font-weight: bold; line-height: 21px; font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:14px;">Catch Toy Story 3 Movie starting from 17<sup>th</sup> June 2010 and join the official<a href="http://www.facebook.com/disneystudiosSG#!/disneystudiosSG?v=wall" style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(102, 68, 0); ">Facebook</a> and <a href="http://twitter.com/disneystudiosSG" style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(102, 68, 0); ">Twitter</a> page!</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-20862097767600691122010-05-23T23:42:00.004+08:002010-05-24T01:18:34.639+08:00If she had a dagger that could turn back time.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyeuUtkpeq0NEc2GPrUxo_uXElWWhcBN4F1Q46Pr-8BFi8UO3w4WAQsgUfqmHbKrPI_tt8VG2CpPSApfRj5rZ_uGiyDZhlCYqhqk1tARP8L-skZBV6FqSz4B5MVZk5XGPbfTIpaIqUSpQp/s1600/Prince-of-Persia-The-sands-of-time.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyeuUtkpeq0NEc2GPrUxo_uXElWWhcBN4F1Q46Pr-8BFi8UO3w4WAQsgUfqmHbKrPI_tt8VG2CpPSApfRj5rZ_uGiyDZhlCYqhqk1tARP8L-skZBV6FqSz4B5MVZk5XGPbfTIpaIqUSpQp/s400/Prince-of-Persia-The-sands-of-time.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474492016941186370" /></a><br /><div><b>What would you have done if you had a dagger that could turn back time? </b>The following is exactly what a dear friend of mine would have done if she had the power to turn back time. </div><div><br /></div><div>It's an interesting piece to read because she didn't want to turn back time to make herself richer or make herself happier, but because she wanted to turn back time just so that she could give someone she cared about just a little bit more of her time.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>***</b></div><div><br /></div><div><b>What would you have done if you had a dagger that could turn back time? </b></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i>- Anonymous Contributor</i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div><div>Hindsight is always 20/20. Indeed life is full of regrets, and if everyone could retrace their footsteps to rectify the wrongs, then there would be no unhappiness nor regrets. The significance of opportunity cost - the cost of passing up the next best choice when making a decision (assuming mutual exclusivity) - would be nullified since life could always be lived and re-lived. There would no longer be life-changing decisions, since every decision would be reversible. But in such a world, instead of learning from mistakes and moving on, people would become too obsessed with leading the perfect life. The cost of correcting one’s wrongs would be greater than the cost of moving on. </div><div><br /></div><div>But some mistakes are too painful to live with. They tear you apart during the day; keep you up at night; gnaw away at the insides, consuming you from within, incapacitating you. And I am only too familiar with the feeling of such crippling regrets, too many to count. But if I could just have that one chance to turn back time, I would choose to go back to 3 September 2006 Sunday.</div><div><br /></div><div>He was lying in bed, wasting away and counting down the days to go. For 2 years, since the first diagnosis of a brain tumor, I’ve seen him ingest countless cocktails of pills, move from radiotherapy to chemotherapy, his hair falling out in clumps, fingers blackening, from being mobile to being confined to a wheelchair, eventually losing control of even his hands and organs. </div><div><br /></div><div>That Sunday night, my family decided to drop in for a visit, everyone knew his days were numbered but no one expected that night to be our last visit. He was in his room, watching ‘Tom and Jerry’, I had not seen him for quite a while, so I was overwhelmed with the sight of my 13 year old cousin, a young soul trapped within a dying diseased meatsuit. </div><div><br /></div><div>Staying beside him, being cheerful for him, was impossible. </div><div><br /></div><div>So I did the most cowardly thing of my life.</div><div><br /></div><div>I went out into his kitchen to cry. I pulled my phone out and called my crush. I wanted to escape the reality, I wanted to be comforted. So I stayed in the kitchen, talking to my crush, until it was time to leave, and I went inside to say goodbye, not knowing that I was bidding him farewell for good. </div><div><br /></div><div>His last message to me was “Jia You for O-levels” - a message he communicated with great difficulty, blinking at each correct alphabet suggested. I would be taking my O-levels Prelims the coming week, and he knew how stressed up I was about exams. He was comforting me, cheering me on, yet I chose to avoid him.</div><div><br /></div><div>He passed on 6 days later, his breathing slowed and eventually stopped, being the sweet and considerate boy he always was, he chose to leave us quietly. I never forgave myself for not spending more time with him while he was still around, but in particular, I will always loathe myself for being the coward that I was on that Sunday night. </div><div><br /></div><div>If I could turn back time, I would never have ducked into that kitchen to hide. I would flash him my biggest winning smile, sit beside him and hold his hand and watch “Tom and Jerry” with him. </div><div><br /></div><div>That would have given me 30 minutes of quality time spent with him, instead of the snappy, brief, five minutes of just a “hi” and “bye” I had with him. </div><div>If only I knew, If only I was brave enough then, if only I thought more about him instead of selfishly thinking about my crush and myself. Some nights I stay up reliving the episode, replaying my selfish act over and over again, loathing myself more and more. I would give my right arm to find that dagger, just to re-live the Sunday night of 3rd September 2006. </div><div><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>***</b></div><div><br /></div><div>The Prince of Persia movie is coming up soon, and I can't wait to just immerse myself in that fantasy world and ask myself that powerful question - what would I do if I could turn back time?</div><div><br /></div><div>Watch the trailer now!</div><div><br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kWkW4iuWyXA&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xd0d0d0&hl=en_GB&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kWkW4iuWyXA&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xd0d0d0&hl=en_GB&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(76, 84, 89); font-weight: bold; line-height: 21px; font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:14px;">Catch Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time Movie starting from 27<sup>th</sup>May 2010 and join the official <a href="http://www.facebook.com/disneystudioSG" style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(102, 68, 0); ">Facebook</a> and <a href="http://twitter.com/disneystudiosSG" style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(102, 68, 0); ">Twitter</a> page!</span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-2683489446125439822010-04-21T11:59:00.003+08:002010-04-21T15:52:52.327+08:00My Saucy Lurve Affair<p style="margin: 5.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'"></p><span><span>I recently got hold of this pretty saucy video regarding Lurve chips.</span></span><div><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/us35DnxHr4g&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/us35DnxHr4g&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /></div><div><span><span><insert lurve="" promo="" vid=""> </insert></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span><span>Ah… Lurve chips. Watching this video really brings me back memories of how I went all out of my way to film a video for a Nuffnang Lurve Affair contest last year. </span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span><span>Come to think about it, I think my video more accurately captures what a Lurve affair really should be all about – despite the fighting and the differences, two people still find it within themselves to make up to each other and find common ground and work on their relationship. </span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span><span>I didn’t win, but I still think that my video is pretty awesome so here it is, completely digitally remastered for your enjoyment! </span></span></div><div><br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/57NQ4B7gKZE&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/57NQ4B7gKZE&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br /></div><div><span><span><insert my="" lurve="" video=""> </insert></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span><span>Come to think about it, Lurve should get me to make an official video for them sometime! Have some Lurve today!</span></span><p style="margin: 5.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'"></p></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-9432860155160457612010-03-14T23:33:00.003+08:002010-03-14T23:38:45.689+08:00Adam Lambert's Fashion Tips!While interviewing the super fashionable and super popular Adam Lambert, I just had to sneak in a small question for myself and ask him what can I do to improve my look! Check out his response below!<br /><br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i4FA5PJIE4A&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i4FA5PJIE4A&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><i><blockquote>"I think the key to personal style is to not give a shit about what everyone else thinks." - Adam Lambert</blockquote></i><div><br /></div><div>Well said Adam, well said.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com56tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-5838564528719619302010-03-14T02:08:00.004+08:002010-03-16T13:21:55.985+08:00Interviewing Adam Lambert.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/KevinandAdam.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/KevinandAdam.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Adam Lambert!</b></div><div><br />Courtesy of the awesome folks at Sony Music and Maxis telecommunications, I got to meet and interview Adam Lambert of American Idol fame for close to half an hour today!</div><div><br /></div><div>Here's a logo of Hotlink Maxis, which made this wonderful experience possible!</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinY1FS2A0mwFaBY9IViEG61Wk3B9GuvZUiArkCXVViekAvPgJAojzpW-VUByjG_QapxufYTajttgNwq__pJKngC7kA3qHypy11atRTkYjncvuv2kZGLQQpG3zyyEocDW8-FSw9vNnLenRt/s1600-h/Mail+Attachment.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 114px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinY1FS2A0mwFaBY9IViEG61Wk3B9GuvZUiArkCXVViekAvPgJAojzpW-VUByjG_QapxufYTajttgNwq__pJKngC7kA3qHypy11atRTkYjncvuv2kZGLQQpG3zyyEocDW8-FSw9vNnLenRt/s320/Mail+Attachment.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449097358195715586" /></a></div><div><div>I won't go into the details right now, but just check out the crazy video that documents the starting of our interview with Adam! You have to check it out!</div><div><br /></div></div><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a0FHAkAFrP8&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a0FHAkAFrP8&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />Stay tuned for more coming soon!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-1001047461386085332010-03-06T15:41:00.002+08:002010-03-06T15:45:08.848+08:00Blog, I miss you.Blog, I miss you.<div><br /></div><div>I miss spending hours reflecting on what I have to say to the world. I miss the rush of discovering that a long lost friend reads my blog. I miss putting up picture after picture, line after line up on you just to make you look pretty and nice. </div><div><br /></div><div>Then overnight, it just all went away. </div><div><br /></div><div>Is this how love ends? When you stop remembering the reason that you fell in love to begin with and layer after layer of commitment to the relationship just withers away?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-19169315887197759132009-12-23T02:25:00.002+08:002009-12-23T02:31:01.639+08:00Everyday reminders.Everyday I am reminded by the wonderful people around me that friendship and love are the two things in this world worth spending time, energy and effort cultivating. <div><br /></div><div>What is money or power without the right people to spend it with?</div><div><br /></div><div>But as important as such things are, it's sad to see that sometimes people don't see it. They use people, manipulate people, and form superficial relationships with people only to squeeze out every last favor.</div><div><br /></div><div>It sickens me.</div><div><br /></div><div>This Christmas season, just take a look at the people closest to you, and let them know that you appreciate them. They're more important than anything else. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-15904634276452647672009-12-21T03:19:00.003+08:002009-12-21T03:25:13.734+08:00Thinking too much<div style="text-align: left;">I've been trying to write a proper post for the two of my blogs for quite some time now, but the thing is that I have a pretty peculiar problem right now.</div><div><br /></div><div>It's not that I don't have anything on my mind right now, but it's more like I have too many things on my mind, too many things that I have been thinking about that it all has become this big, jumbled mess of <b>hopesdream</b><b>s</b>and<b>fears</b>allwithoutanypunctuationmarks.</div><div><br /></div><div>I need some time out to figure it all out.</div><div><br /></div><div>And maybe I just need to sleep more proper hours.</div><div><br /></div><div>Maybe it's time to go back to hugging my cute, pink, elephant.</div><div><br /></div><div><span><span></span></span><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/Photoon2009-12-20at01142.jpg"><img src="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/Photoon2009-12-20at01142.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>GOOD NIGHT WORLD.</div><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-83958214195141975772009-12-03T00:52:00.002+08:002009-12-03T00:56:11.230+08:00Social networking gone too far.Instead of kissing the bright straight away like what most newly married couples do, this is what happens when we rely on social networking tools like Facebook and Twitter just a little bit too much.<br /><br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VSkT5XykJzo&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VSkT5XykJzo&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />Would you do this at your wedding? Or do you think that this is a little bit too much?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-88262729828234460982009-11-30T18:26:00.003+08:002009-11-30T18:33:24.620+08:00Of ninja assassins and bad plots.As some of you know, I am nearly done with my exams and have decided to take the greater part of the week off and go back home for some much needed tender loving care.<br />Yup, even us spartans need a nice break every now and then.<br /><br />So being back in the land where it costs less than RM10 to watch a movie in the cinema, I just had to as it has just been so long since I last watched a movie.<br /><br />So we went to catch a movie at the nearest cinema. Twilight was showing, but Yi Ting would hear no word of it, so we ended up watching the most macho movie of the lot - NINJA ASSASSIN!<br /><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/Ninja-Assassin_jpg_595x325_crop_ups.jpg"><img src="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/Ninja-Assassin_jpg_595x325_crop_ups.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 595px; height: 325px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">It looks pretty good here!</span></div></div><div><br /></div><div>It looked like a really good guy movie - lots of blood, violence and gore. And how can you go wrong with AWESOME NINJAS? Seriously?<br /><br />So we caught the movie.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/Ninja_Assassin-thumb-550x365-20100.jpg"><img src="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/Ninja_Assassin-thumb-550x365-20100.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 550px; height: 365px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The movie has to be about more than Korean pop stars and their nicely toned bodies... right?</span></div></div><div><br />And you know what, it sucked. It bombed.<div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/Photoon2009-11-30at13134.jpg"><img src="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/Photoon2009-11-30at13134.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">IT HAD NO PLOTTTT!!!</span></div></div><div><br />Watching the show was like: blood, kill, fight, blood, kill, fight... rinse and repeat the formula a couple of times, with a bit of sexual tension thrown in and you have the complete mess of what Ninja Assassin is.<br /><br />Did you realize that I missed out any mention of a reasonable plot whatsoever?<br /><br />Yeah, even though I watched the "making of" just a couple of hours earlier and heard that the show had one of the "deeper" plots that one of the veteran actors worked with, the movie still had a paper thin plot. You would get better plots reading my little 9 year old brother's essays. Seriously. It really makes you wonder what kind of movies the actor that made that comment has been working with.<br /><br />Anyway, as my buddies and I were having our usual post-movie discussion session, I kinda realized that it's pretty amazing that a big Hollywood movie with a multimillion dollar budget had such a terrible plot. Isn't the plot the VERY FIRST THING that the director has to show to the producers and investors to secure financing for the movie?<br /><br />How did anyone agree to put down money for such a plot?<br /><br />So I guess this is what more and more directors and producers are doing these days to secure funding from their studios and investors:<br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/Ninja1.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/Ninja1.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px; " /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/Ninja2.jpg"><img src="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/Ninja2.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px; " /></a>"Yup, you have all that and you know what? I'm going to throw in a half-assed looking chick whose breasts can be used by the hunky male character as a bouncy cushion. It's going to sell for sure."<br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(I'm not kidding about the breast-cushion bit, watch the show for it! Serious LOL!)</span><br /><br />If only it could be so easy for me to ask for a raise... or even a room in NTU.<br /><br />And what's worse is that the scriptwriter was probably paid quite a substantial sum for such a shitty story which he probably wrote in the brief time he was squeezing out a crap in the toilet one fine morning. That's probably all the effort he put into it as the majority of the effort was definitely put into squeezing his morning crap out.<br /><br />Oh well, enough negativity. At least now I know that even if all fails, I can always write scripts for Hollywood. </div><div><br /></div><div>We all have to take a dump in the morning, don't we?</div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-72356238869544326022009-11-30T17:31:00.000+08:002009-11-30T18:52:41.223+08:00I’m a Sherlock Holmes in the MakingI want to win those movie passes, and I got these two screenshots on cheeserland.com as well as KYspeaks.com to fight for them!<div><br /></div><div>The two clues to find the required pictures were:</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(76, 84, 89); font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"><p style="font-size: 1.4em; line-height: 21px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; ">Now you must be waiting for the clues to which 2 blogs in Malaysia have we hidden the mystery Sherlock Holmes image, right? They are hidden in..</p><li style="margin-left: 15px; list-style-type: none; list-style-position: initial; list-style-image: initial; "><p style="font-size: 1.4em; line-height: 21px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; ">a) The Land of Cheeser Dot Com (mix it a little to find the answer)</p></li><li style="margin-left: 15px; list-style-type: none; list-style-position: initial; list-style-image: initial; "><p style="font-size: 1.4em; line-height: 21px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; ">b) KYCakap Dot Com (a little translation might help)</p></li></span>The picture from KY's blog:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://grab.by/Sx4"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 387px;" src="http://grab.by/Sx4" border="0" alt="" /></a>The one from Cheesie's blog:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://grab.by/SwW"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 375px;" src="http://grab.by/SwW" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Lets hope that I win something!</div><div><br /></div><div>Getting to the bottom of this case was elementary, my dear Nuffnang. Now hand over the goodies!</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-25766475146766403982009-11-22T22:57:00.003+08:002009-11-22T23:05:29.271+08:00Steamy MassagesWas reading up on Research Methods in the reading room and I chanced upon a copy of The New Paper, a tabloid-ish daily newspaper in Singapore.<div><br /></div><div>Look at the aptly named massage parlor that just opened!</div><div><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/BJ.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/BJ.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><b>EPIC WIN OR EPIC FAIL?</b></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-11946559314684258862009-11-22T16:33:00.001+08:002009-11-22T16:37:18.349+08:00Twilight will get you laid!It's only during exam period when people spend the most time on Youtube because everything (including watching the high pitched retard, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m9MA0eW8yyw">Fred</a>) is more interesting than studying.<div><br /></div><div>Seriously.</div><div><br /></div><div>But every now and then you find a gem. Yeah, I found somebody who IMHO, beats the shit out of the other Youtube celebrities out there.</div><div><br /></div><div>Here he is, telling us just why Twilight will get you laid!</div><div><br /></div><div><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bX-wBa-UJVw&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bX-wBa-UJVw&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object></div><br /><br />I told you it was pretty good! Now to start studying again!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-1840081997486410162009-11-21T00:11:00.005+08:002009-11-21T00:29:55.336+08:00A man of extremesSomething that happened today made me realize that I am a man of extremes.<div><br /></div><div>I either have something in entirety and in perfection, or not give a shit about it.</div><div><br /></div><div>And that's why I can get pretty annoyed my new toys look any less than perfect. And this was what happened today:</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://grab.by/HdF"><img src="http://grab.by/HdF" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 300px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>I found a small little scratch on the rubberized casing of my Macbook and whenever I touched it, the rubber layer kept peeling off and the hole kept growing larger and larger, much to my chagrin. </div><div><br /></div><div>When it grew to a certain size, I was like "damn this - I'm going to rub it all off!"</div><div><br /></div><div>And the hole grew to epic proportions.</div><div><br /></div><div>Damn.</div><div><br /></div><div>The worst thing is that I just can't stop looking at or noticing the hole. It looks like it's going to haunt me in my sleep even. </div><div><br /></div><div>Can't wait till I can get to the store to get a new cover for my baby. Gah. Oh well. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-53187192654340968522009-11-19T16:24:00.001+08:002009-11-19T16:26:09.493+08:00Hitler Cannot S/U His Exams!What happens when the NTU Student Union just fails and Hitler cannot S/U his exams?<div><br /></div><div>Hilarity ensues.</div><div><br /></div><div>A must watch if you are a NTU student! Back to mugging...</div><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d-wN5-NvC8g&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d-wN5-NvC8g&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-84411649085641114762009-11-19T02:30:00.003+08:002009-11-19T02:38:56.555+08:00Blogging droughtI'm staying up using the Mac in the room because I'm patiently waiting for my laundry to be done.<div><br /></div><div>I realised that I haven't been blogging in a while and kevinc.net is in dire need of an update.</div><div><br /></div><div>I need discipline. I need focus. I need a life.</div><div><br /></div><div>Exams, let me just ace you and be over. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://grab.by/En7"><img src="http://grab.by/En7" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Pretty please?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-20421764922449430492009-11-14T18:17:00.003+08:002009-11-14T18:29:15.215+08:00There she gently sleeps.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/DSC06168.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 541px; height: 406px;" src="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/DSC06168.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>... patiently waiting for the moment where I take her out, gently open her up, and turn her on.<br /><br />(:Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-91565025690681528942009-11-12T19:55:00.002+08:002009-11-13T11:53:57.029+08:00How do YOU get your viral videos?I love internet viral videos. I just do. Just almost as much as this guy:<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dd2XDbPSiLM&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dd2XDbPSiLM&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />I really do.<br /><br />And one great source of my daily dose of viral madness is Facebook. Facebook, already the ultimate destroyer of productivity and time happens to also be a gold mine of viral videos.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/viral.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 584px; height: 553px;" src="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/viral.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">My source of my productivity killing superpowers.</span><br /></div><br />What bugs me is that sometimes I'm away from my computer and hence away from Facebook. What then? How am I, a non-smartphone user to get updates on the craziest and wackiest viral videos to watch?<br /><br />Channel X happens to have a solution, with the new mobile Facebook service that I have been writing about over the past 2 weeks!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://channelx.com.my/mdp/images/rm1/header01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 611px; height: 300px;" src="http://channelx.com.my/mdp/images/rm1/header01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />With Channel X, getting your status updates to notify you of the latest viral videos, friends status updates and wall posts will be as easy as checking your phone for messages! It's that powerful! And it's only going for the low price of RM 1!<br /><br />Learn all about this awesome promotion <a href="http://channelx.com.my/mdp/promo_rm1_getfb.jsp">HERE</a>!<br /><br />Maybe if I had the Channel X mobile Facebook service down here in Singapore, I wouldn't have had missed this crazy vid when it came out!<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TFMs2w9Qexg&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TFMs2w9Qexg&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Just maybe!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com186tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-20170891405521436032009-11-07T23:43:00.003+08:002009-11-08T02:00:37.241+08:00What can I buy for RM 1?What can one buy for RM 1? A roti canai at a mamak stall (note that this does not apply to the more "high-class" ones). A drink at a kopi-tiam? A handful of sweets?<br /><br />RM 1 really isn't much as a can of Coke in Malaysia already costs RM1.50. So what can you buy for RM 1? What can you buy with that paltry sum that lasts a week?<br /><br />Finally there's something substantial that you can have for just RM 1 a week!<br /><br />Subscription to Channel X, the mobile Facebook service is yours for just RM 1 a week!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://channelx.com.my/mdp/images/rm1/header01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 611px; height: 300px;" src="http://channelx.com.my/mdp/images/rm1/header01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />What's more is that it's just so easy to use! Just follow the simple instructions below and you'll be on your way to having great fun on Facebook whereever you are, just through the simple of use of its SMS interface!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://channelx.com.my/mdp/images/rm1/pg2_01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 611px; height: 238px;" src="http://channelx.com.my/mdp/images/rm1/pg2_01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://channelx.com.my/mdp/images/rm1/pg2_02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 611px; height: 220px;" src="http://channelx.com.my/mdp/images/rm1/pg2_02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />It's that simple!<br /><br />For more information, please visit this <a href="http://channelx.com.my/mdp/promo_rm1_getfb.jsp">LINK</a> for more information!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-76836458284002113182009-11-06T15:23:00.010+08:002009-11-06T23:22:59.307+08:00Art: UnadulteratedLately, i've been really busy with school, trying to meet deadlines and assignments the past few weeks and I kept making excuses not to blog. The whole Celcom mobile Facebook advertorial thing also has kept me busy with stuff to post on this site I kept ignoring the impulse to just write and express myself here.<br /><br />So here it is, some kind of activity on my end to just let you guys know that I'm alive and well (I'm technically slightly down with a flu but it's nothing I can't handle). So what have I been up to lately? Well work aside, I've been reading quite a bit of One Piece (largely due to Ling Yi's influence) and fooling around with the handwriting tool quite a bit on MSN messenger.<br /><br />Yeah so here they are, art in it's most unadulterated form and with it some updates on this blogger's life.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">1) Cheebyekiaa!</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/cbk.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 650px; height: 293px;" src="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/cbk.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Cheebyekiaaaaaaaaaaaaa!</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I drew this when quite a number of things hit me at the same time - I was stressed out working on a project, I recieved some rather unsettling news and I was just frustrated with life in general. I just felt like standing on some tall cliff overlooking the rough ocean waves, with the strong sea wind beating down my face and just yelling out my frustrations to the unrelenting tide.<br /><br />And as much as I hate to admit it, that has been happening quite a lot in my life in NTU. It sucks to feel out of control of my life and I need to do what I can to reassert my myself in what I do. I want to achieve what I have set out for myself and go where I want to go, but it can get so frustrating.<br /><br />Maybe this is where the abundance mindset that Steve Pavilina talked about on his blog comes in. Perhaps he's right and instead of spending the bulk of my time and energy focusing on the things in life that frustrate me, maybe I should spend that focus on the good things in my life instead, like the great friends I have, the great people I meet both offline and online and my love for writing.<br /><br />Just being back on Blogger and writing this out really reminds me of how much I used to love blogging. I used to wake up in the mornings with like three thousand blog ideas and update like 3 times a day. I still love to write and take time to reflect on life but my studies and commitments are just taking so much out of me.<br /><br />I really need to find that balance, that golden mean between work and time to spend on self actualization. Ultimately it all boils down to time management and discipline, the two things I really need to work on if I want to commit to my goal of becoming a better, more efficient person.<br /></div></div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">2) Hungry!</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/hungry.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 372px;" src="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/hungry.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Hungry!</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I drew this when talking to my good friend Ling Yi while working on my research methods project all alone (hate working on long, wordy reports all alone) at around 12am last Sunday, asking him to come back so that we can go out and have supper. Yes I was that hungry. I have been sleeping at really odd times due to tight deadlines and all and if I remember correctly, only taken my first meal of the day at 5pm. Little wonder that I was feeling like an Ethiopian at 12 midnight.<br /><br />It is interesting to note that due to the lack of exercise and possibly my latest bout of flu (which comes with a whole lot of water consumption) that my midsection is currently very, very vastly different from the thin, skin and bones figure above.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">3) Lovebeam</span><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/focuspower.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 448px; height: 229px;" src="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/focuspower.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Lovebeam</span><br /></div><br />Note that this piece is titled "Lovebeam", not "Lovebeams" and is in the singular and not plural form. I drew it when I was chatting to my pal Nick about what most guys at this age has on their minds - girls.<br /><br />I think I drew this as I was thinking about fictional characters that just seem to be able to snag that one girl that they're eying when they just put their mind to it and focus on just chasing the girl of their dreams. I mean we're forced fed this stuff, and over time we just start to subconsciously believe in it, that if we find that one special girl and love her with all you've got, she'll be yours in the end.<br /><br />But it always seems to me that the real world is so different from that. Making the girl the only one you think about just seems to decrease your chances - you can't talk right in front of her, you get nervous just by looking at her and you can't even muster the courage to ask her out properly. The logical thing to do would be to not dwell on it and meet more people but it never is easy to reconcile the opposing views of the heart and the brain.<br /><br />Why do we desire what we cannot get so much?<br /><br />I guess that's what made me draw what I drew next.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">4) Heartstab</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/arrgh.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 561px; height: 329px;" src="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/arrgh.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Heartstab<br /></div><br />That's just how bad news feels sometimes, especially if it pertains to matters of the heart. It really feels like just that - a dark cold sword just stabbing through your being, emptying your being and making you feel all empty inside.<br /><br />Maybe that's why I seem to connect with this song from David Tao's latest album, Opus 69, so much.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Secret Love - 暗戀</span><br /></div><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T1zNhSag9t8&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T1zNhSag9t8&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />Even if you're an international singing sensation but if the girl you're in love in just doesn't feel the same about you, it still hurts deep inside. What's the use of being to get any girl you want, with the sole exception of the one you're dying for?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">5) Flower for You</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/thankyou.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 525px; height: 354px;" src="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/thankyou.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Flower for You</span><br /></div><br />Yeah an in stark contrast to all that emo writing that this blog has not seen for a very long time, simple flowers for a friend. Come to think of it, we all feel lonely and insecure from time to time, even though if we are continually surrounded by people. A bright flower definitely would serve as a cute gesture of appreciation. Who can say no to such a cute, bright smiley face?<br /><br />I drew this for <a href="http://adelechow.com">Adele</a> who drew me one when motivating me to complete my assignment! I guess that sometimes encouragement and friendship comes from the most mystical of sources. (:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">***</span><br /></div><br />Hope that all you out there are fine and well! Hope that you all have wonderful, fulfilled lives. That's exactly what I'm working towards!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-31518247489777847342009-11-03T15:03:00.002+08:002009-11-03T18:35:11.529+08:00How do I get Xpax facebook mobile?I remember how just the other day I was blogging about Celcom Xpax's mobile Facebook service? Just for you valued readers out there, I'll share with you guys a little bit on how you Xpax users can quickly get started with mobile Facebook! You lucky guys back home!<br /><br />It's so simple cause it's just these few steps!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://channelx.com.my/mdp/images/rm1/pg1_01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 611px; height: 179px;" src="http://channelx.com.my/mdp/images/rm1/pg1_01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://channelx.com.my/mdp/images/rm1/pg1_02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 611px; height: 550px;" src="http://channelx.com.my/mdp/images/rm1/pg1_02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://channelx.com.my/mdp/images/rm1/pg1_03.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 611px; height: 260px;" src="http://channelx.com.my/mdp/images/rm1/pg1_03.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />That's it! So easy! Easier than starting on my BM212 assignment 3 that is due this Thursday, I dare say!<br /><br />Visit <a href="http://channelx.com.my/mdp/promo_rm1_getfb.jsp">HERE</a> for more details on this deal today!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-32710463063215830232009-11-01T19:37:00.002+08:002009-11-01T20:04:41.892+08:00Facebook on the go!I've been really busy for the past few weeks, and as a result, this poor blog of mine has been pretty neglected. But when I'm too busy to actually spend time to sit down and write a decently readable blog post, I do what everyone else seems to be doing at the moment - just drop by Facebook for a moment to rant about how busy and stressed we are.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/fbrant.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 565px; height: 344px;" src="http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj83/planar_rebirth/fbrant.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Emo, emo rant.<br /></div><br />Yeah, Facebook is simple and fast to use, and it provides the quick, instant gratification that our generation craves for. It truly is the opiate of our times. But this is the catch - you have to be connected to the internet to use it. For those who don't have a mobile internet plan like me, that means that my Facebook addiction is only limited to when I have access to the internet.<br /><br />But for those lucky folks back at home in Malaysia with a Xpax data plan, I just read today that Xpax just launched this service offering Facebook access through SMS and the service only costs RM1 a week to access! For those of us studying down here in Singapore, it's just a microscopic sum of less than $0.50 SGD to use Facebook whereever you are a week! That's just crazy!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://channelx.com.my/mdp/images/rm1/header01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 611px; height: 300px;" src="http://channelx.com.my/mdp/images/rm1/header01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />I'm going to be blogging about the new service by Xpax through the week, so stay tuned and just to let you guys know, check out: <a href="http://channelx.com.my/mdp/promo_rm1_getfb.jsp">http://channelx.com.my/mdp/promo_rm1_getfb.jsp</a> for more information! (:Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7084990537586534982.post-34145901786183578272009-10-23T17:42:00.004+08:002009-10-23T18:05:44.405+08:00Help me with my questionnaire, please?Hey guys! As you all know, I'm a super slacker and I have an AB213 research paper to present to my Prof on Monday but we need research data. Our research paper is on blogs, so trust me that answering this short (seriously, cross my heart) questionnaire will help me tremendously!<br /><br /><a href="http://spreadsheets.google.com/viewform?hl=en&formkey=dGNVeGtqX3dSaDdnVFVGN1pmTExjbWc6MA">CLICK HERE FOR QUESTIONNAIRE</a><br /><br />Been so busy for the past few days and I still feel really tired. Been working around the clock just me meet deadlines and it just has been crazy. Thank God that I have the blog awards to look forward to.<br /><br />Going to get ready for the awards now! Hope that it'll be great and hope to meet more of you bloggers there!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2