<?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-3676218642594072271</id><updated>2011-10-10T22:15:36.714+08:00</updated><category term='Reviews'/><category term='Random'/><category term='Emo'/><category term='Party'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Contest'/><category term='Musings'/><category term='Sayings'/><category term='Just for Laughs'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Celebrities'/><category term='Images'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Others'/><category term='events'/><category term='Rantings'/><category term='RD09'/><category term='American Idol'/><category term='You'/><category term='Basketball'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Megan Fox'/><category term='Reads'/><category term='Links'/><category term='Myself'/><category term='Pictures'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Sports'/><category term='Lovey Dovey'/><category term='Nuffnang'/><title type='text'>nickleschow™</title><subtitle type='html'>off with their heads!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-2680729088277628972</id><published>2011-01-12T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T11:02:33.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nuffnang'/><title type='text'>One Step Closer to the Maxis Om Nom Nom Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As you can see below, I always have something in my mouth. And no, it's not anything sexual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Whether it's 1) ice cream,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/TS0Xq-weYdI/AAAAAAAAAU8/qF2PBgY1xHw/s1600/40531_421619522082_570577082_4949171_6126403_n+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/TS0Xq-weYdI/AAAAAAAAAU8/qF2PBgY1xHw/s320/40531_421619522082_570577082_4949171_6126403_n+%25281%2529.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2) Snacks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/TS0Xwe7qEKI/AAAAAAAAAVA/oiG2mMfTqHI/s1600/31519_399578362082_570577082_4381831_5554344_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/TS0Xwe7qEKI/AAAAAAAAAVA/oiG2mMfTqHI/s320/31519_399578362082_570577082_4381831_5554344_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;3) or even unrecognizable food lumps:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/TS0YDHwa5xI/AAAAAAAAAVE/vBuKxeLqdUc/s1600/46638_433073752082_570577082_5227834_8074661_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/TS0YDHwa5xI/AAAAAAAAAVE/vBuKxeLqdUc/s320/46638_433073752082_570577082_5227834_8074661_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;there’s surely nothing that interests me as much as FOOD!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/TS0YN9hLbaI/AAAAAAAAAVM/7dnC8HQ1szY/s1600/dream2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/TS0YN9hLbaI/AAAAAAAAAVM/7dnC8HQ1szY/s320/dream2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Everywhere I go it’s food, food,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/TS0YKys327I/AAAAAAAAAVI/Wub4Ozu7rlk/s1600/dream.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/TS0YKys327I/AAAAAAAAAVI/Wub4Ozu7rlk/s320/dream.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;and more food!&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/TS0YYUdpb5I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Kux5CeDaSBo/s1600/fish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/TS0YYUdpb5I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Kux5CeDaSBo/s320/fish.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Recently Nuffnang announced the Om Nom Nom Race…I’m so &lt;s&gt;joining&lt;/s&gt; winning it! This competition is organised by Maxis and we’ll be using the iPhone 4, the &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/my/app/maxis-finder301/id375530216?mt=8#"&gt;Finder301 application&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;a href="http://www.maxis.com.my/personal/broadband/wireless_allplans.asp"&gt;Wireless Broadband&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to find 5 restaurant locations then do an impromptu review ON THE SPOT! &lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bs.serving-sys.com/BurstingPipe/adServer.bs?cn=tf&amp;amp;c=20&amp;amp;mc=click&amp;amp;pli=2123015&amp;amp;PluID=0&amp;amp;ord=[timestamp]"&gt;&lt;img alt="Maxis Om Nom Nom Race" src="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/burger_logo-01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I’d love to join the Om Nom Nom Race because I’ve tried so much food from all over the country, good, bad, western, Indian, Chinese, mamak, fine dining, pasar malam dining…I’ve tried it all. My awesome team members of Burpzilla are Samantha, Li May and Donny, all food aficionados as you can see from their posts below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam: &lt;a href="http://samanthacje.com/2011/01/one-step-closer-to-maxis-om-nom-nom.html"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li May: &lt;a href="http://limaymay.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-step-closer-to-maxis-om-nom-nom.html"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donny: &lt;a href="http://refine-define.net/?p=955"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We will be blogging live, tweeting live (@nickleschow!) and updating our facebook status as we go, all with Maxis iPhone 4 (which I own myself) and the Wireless Broadband connection. Can’t wait for this Saturday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I love eating so much that I have to wear an L size…maybe it’s time for me to lose weight to fit in an M?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/TS0ZYWv5z2I/AAAAAAAAAVU/RPRIYI8XUn0/s1600/31519_401484042082_570577082_4435568_2050192_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/TS0ZYWv5z2I/AAAAAAAAAVU/RPRIYI8XUn0/s320/31519_401484042082_570577082_4435568_2050192_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Nope, don't think it's gonna happen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-2680729088277628972?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/2680729088277628972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-step-closer-to-maxis-om-nom-nom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/2680729088277628972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/2680729088277628972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-step-closer-to-maxis-om-nom-nom.html' title='One Step Closer to the Maxis Om Nom Nom Race'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/TS0Xq-weYdI/AAAAAAAAAU8/qF2PBgY1xHw/s72-c/40531_421619522082_570577082_4949171_6126403_n+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-326461606924079636</id><published>2010-03-24T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T18:42:49.632+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Images'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for Laughs'/><title type='text'>A Funny Picture A Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S6nqR7Ndc3I/AAAAAAAAAUY/ITTtJfriALA/s1600/76082767.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="450" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S6nqR7Ndc3I/AAAAAAAAAUY/ITTtJfriALA/s640/76082767.jpg" width="580" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This picture is so funny, I crack up every time I look at it. Perhaps it's Darth Vader's expression?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Picture taken from &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://motifake.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;motifake.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-326461606924079636?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/326461606924079636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/03/funny-picture-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/326461606924079636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/326461606924079636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/03/funny-picture-day.html' title='A Funny Picture A Day'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S6nqR7Ndc3I/AAAAAAAAAUY/ITTtJfriALA/s72-c/76082767.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-6750891585087843710</id><published>2010-03-22T19:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T21:05:23.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Megan Fox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lovey Dovey'/><title type='text'>While I Was Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Yes, I know. I haven't been updating my blog in a million years. &lt;a href="http://www.refine-define.net/"&gt;Donny&lt;/a&gt; was asking why I didn't update my blog for so long the other day. &lt;a href="http://www.samanthacje.com/"&gt;Samantha&lt;/a&gt; asked me too, in a somewhat friendly "Oii, update your blog &lt;i&gt;lah&lt;/i&gt;!" tone. Many apologies for not updating my blog for almost a month, it has been a pretty crazy month as I was super busy + lacked inspiration. Not that I didn't want to, it's because I couldn't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm trying to kick start my blog-writing habits again after this month-long layoff, because honestly, I think I do miss blogging quite a little bit. So, while I was away, I:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;1) Wrote, wrote and wrote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It has been an incredibly busy month at work due to all the Hollywood awards season, and especially when you are short-handed. One of the main reasons why I didn't blog as much is because by the time I got home from work, I was so tired and I got so sick of writing, I didn't wanna write anymore. But you gotta admit, I wrote some kick-ass articles, like these: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://entertainment.malaysia.msn.com/movies/features/article.aspx?cp-documentid=3922566"&gt;Spoilt little rich kids&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://entertainment.malaysia.msn.com/photos/photos.aspx?cp-documentid=3943124"&gt;Before they were famous: Celebrity odd jobs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://entertainment.malaysia.msn.com/Celebrity/article.aspx?cp-documentid=3932869"&gt;Here comes the Hollywood bride&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://entertainment.malaysia.msn.com/tv/photos.aspx?cp-documentid=3951047"&gt;TV's hottest doctors&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;to name a few. And the Entertainment desk won a total of RM23.70 in the new office incentive system.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S6dFyJIPTaI/AAAAAAAAAS4/bHoNKMQdyc8/s1600-h/AP090809029383.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S6dFyJIPTaI/AAAAAAAAAS4/bHoNKMQdyc8/s400/AP090809029383.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2) Found someone special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And her name is Samantha. And she's lovely and sweet. And she's an angel. And I really like her =) A lot! *Pic has been Sam-approved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S6dq8hJwiXI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/vCdtgxazC1g/s1600-h/IMG_0361.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S6dq8hJwiXI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/vCdtgxazC1g/s400/IMG_0361.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;3)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Jambalya-ed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It's the first play I have been to in awhile and I really enjoyed it. It was quirky, and funny. And yeah, Sam was the stage manager for the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S6dJXUODprI/AAAAAAAAATQ/XEWRnnOTPEc/s1600-h/posterminuslistingsa4_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S6dJXUODprI/AAAAAAAAATQ/XEWRnnOTPEc/s400/posterminuslistingsa4_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;4)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Watched the Biggest Loser Asia Finale live&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Was never really a fan of the series, but it was a pretty intense finale especially when you watch it live. Didn't appreciate the 6-hour long taping of the finale, but thankfully I had Donny and &lt;a href="http://thedullclown.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aaron&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to bitch with at the studio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S6dZPQjy2nI/AAAAAAAAAUI/R0JM9ThXsbE/s1600-h/David+Revealing+The+New+him.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S6dZPQjy2nI/AAAAAAAAAUI/R0JM9ThXsbE/s400/David+Revealing+The+New+him.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;5) Watched (500) Days of Summer a million times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;...in a week. It quickly became one of my&amp;nbsp;favorite&amp;nbsp;romcoms of all time. Also became an instant fan of Zooey Deschanel; she is super cute and pretty (albeit looking a lot like Katy Perry in the movie). Still bummed that (500) Days of Summer wasn't nominated for Best Picture at the Oscars.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S6dMX3aWOeI/AAAAAAAAATY/egsEwicnJvQ/s1600-h/09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S6dMX3aWOeI/AAAAAAAAATY/egsEwicnJvQ/s400/09.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;6) Potlucked and amateur karaoked singing with the colleagues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It's been awhile since we the crazy MSN-ers hung out, and it was &lt;a href="http://cyber-red.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reta&lt;/a&gt;'s idea to have a potluck session at &lt;a href="http://masterblaster80.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amir&lt;/a&gt;'s place. Plenty of booze, food, JUNK food, laughing and amateur singing ensued. It was really fun, should do this more often. Sorry I had to ditch early though, guys! Should have stayed a bit later to see Lydia stripping Shaza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S6dYs7h_dsI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Yu4l0rcZXMk/s1600-h/13032010253.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S6dYs7h_dsI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Yu4l0rcZXMk/s400/13032010253.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;7) Went to Singapore with the girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It was a tiring trip, but it was well-worth it because I went with her...and her parents! Initially we wanted to go to Universal Studios, but it was really expensive (say, S$72?) and it rained the whole day. In the end, we took a bus to Vivo City, waited three hours for it to open and we walked and walked and walked till it's time for us to head back. And we had macaroons!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S6dQ5Ky51nI/AAAAAAAAATo/7M2KlO5Bj4Q/s1600-h/IMG_0230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S6dQ5Ky51nI/AAAAAAAAATo/7M2KlO5Bj4Q/s400/IMG_0230.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;8) Went to the hot air balloon show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;...just to have the rain ruin the party =( We wanted to see the Darth Vader hot air balloon so badly, and it was half way blown up until the rain decided to play Anakin Skywalker and ruined it for us. Oh well, at least it was fun while it lasted. Sorry dear, we go again next year OK? =) Hopefully it doesn't rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S6dTm29W41I/AAAAAAAAATw/cxzsybZYqHo/s1600-h/IMG_0448.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S6dTm29W41I/AAAAAAAAATw/cxzsybZYqHo/s400/IMG_0448.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;9) Am still a huge Megan Fox fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;=D *grins sheepishly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S6dWSOr9w3I/AAAAAAAAAT4/rW-HH44Kg7c/s1600-h/IMG097.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S6dWSOr9w3I/AAAAAAAAAT4/rW-HH44Kg7c/s400/IMG097.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-6750891585087843710?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/6750891585087843710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/03/while-i-was-away.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/6750891585087843710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/6750891585087843710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/03/while-i-was-away.html' title='While I Was Away'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S6dFyJIPTaI/AAAAAAAAAS4/bHoNKMQdyc8/s72-c/AP090809029383.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-3441702187389216958</id><published>2010-02-13T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T22:38:16.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Images'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lovey Dovey'/><title type='text'>A Valentine's Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S3a26kmHteI/AAAAAAAAASw/-m-ZiXoPtXE/s1600-h/Love_by_meidy89.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S3a26kmHteI/AAAAAAAAASw/-m-ZiXoPtXE/s400/Love_by_meidy89.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Love happens when you least expect it, so stop looking and let it find you :) And it will, if you just believe in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day, people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And you; you came out of nowhere and into my life :) Bunny. Twinkles. French lullabies. Forever!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-3441702187389216958?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/3441702187389216958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/3441702187389216958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/3441702187389216958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-post.html' title='A Valentine&apos;s Post'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S3a26kmHteI/AAAAAAAAASw/-m-ZiXoPtXE/s72-c/Love_by_meidy89.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-5313165254136455013</id><published>2010-02-09T02:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T22:54:05.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Meeting An American Idol - Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S3BLC9QeyjI/AAAAAAAAARY/Chzo0VEoToc/s1600-h/IMG384.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S3BLC9QeyjI/AAAAAAAAARY/Chzo0VEoToc/s400/IMG384.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Anyone who knows me well would know that I'm a big Adam Lambert fan and how much I love his music. No offence to Kris Allen though - I do believe he is a very good singer and he deserves to win Idol - but I prefer Lambert's flamboyance and theatrics. But of course, when I found out that Kris will be coming down to Malaysia for a meet-the-fans session and an exclusive showcase, being an entertainment writer and an American Idol junkie, I thought I shouldn't give up an opportunity to meet an Idol in person. After all, Kris Allen is the first and only American Idol who has ever made a trip to our small little country. Lucky right, we all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S3BN23xcLZI/AAAAAAAAARg/CHI4yd1-02Y/s1600-h/IMG323.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S3BN23xcLZI/AAAAAAAAARg/CHI4yd1-02Y/s400/IMG323.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;According to the people who gave me the passes to see Kris Allen in person (thank you, Star World!), Kris Allen touched down the night before. I'm pretty sure there were hundreds of screaming fans who welcomed him, and let me assure you I wasn't one of them in case you were wondering.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S3BSycOVeBI/AAAAAAAAAR4/4bFx4LlYXUw/s1600-h/18131_232629817200_222296207200_3669536_4537995_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S3BSycOVeBI/AAAAAAAAAR4/4bFx4LlYXUw/s400/18131_232629817200_222296207200_3669536_4537995_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The press conference (aka our first glimpse of the man himself) took place at a posh club called the GSix Club in the Gardens Mall and trust me, when Kris came out to take the stage for a brief Q&amp;amp;A session with us media monkeys, there were lots of screaming - from the members of the media! Yeah, we know we should all be professional, but sometimes we can't help ourselves. I mean, c'mon, what would you do if you see, let's say, Brad Pitt in person? Wouldn't you wanna give him a hug too? And here's a funny thing: my fellow R&amp;amp;D 09 buddy, Hitz.FM DJ Jin hosted the press conference! Haven't seen that guy in awhile, and we bumped into each other there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S3BQGPRsZ5I/AAAAAAAAARw/FhdcSJEOg6o/s1600-h/IMG324.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S3BQGPRsZ5I/AAAAAAAAARw/FhdcSJEOg6o/s400/IMG324.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Kris was exactly like what you see him on TV: a little shy, very down to earth and a typical boy-next-door who could sing. He is also a funny chap - something I didn't really know 'cos on Idol, we saw him as the shy one who usually kept to himself. But no, this Kris Allen was uncharacteristically funny and bratty; he even teased a reporter who asked him a question. Cheeky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S3BTWzSTLUI/AAAAAAAAASA/bx6HQo7VaYI/s1600-h/IMG325.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S3BTWzSTLUI/AAAAAAAAASA/bx6HQo7VaYI/s400/IMG325.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S3BTjo2wpZI/AAAAAAAAASI/Qwd9ZOyGuTc/s1600-h/IMG326.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S3BTjo2wpZI/AAAAAAAAASI/Qwd9ZOyGuTc/s400/IMG326.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But one thing though: Kris is actually much shorter than he looks on TV. Like, way much shorter. And I'm proud to say I'm TALLER than an American Idol (*cue evil laugh*), although he is richer, more popular, more good-looking and more talented than me. Me 1 - Kris Allen 100! Oh well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Here are more pics of the Allen from the press conference:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S3BUZohSbGI/AAAAAAAAASQ/K5irAP5kUGU/s1600-h/IMG327.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S3BUZohSbGI/AAAAAAAAASQ/K5irAP5kUGU/s400/IMG327.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S27fTZIx0vI/AAAAAAAAARI/euqfY3VyZgI/s1600-h/IMG314.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S27fTZIx0vI/AAAAAAAAARI/euqfY3VyZgI/s400/IMG314.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My battlefield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I started playing basketball when I was just 13, I think after watching Michael Jordan in 'Space Jam'. Back then, I have a group of friends who were into basketball as well. We would play basketball during &lt;i&gt;Pendidikan Jasmani&lt;/i&gt; classes, and after school as well. We would have fun, and we love our basketball so much, we would camp on the basketball court itself if Pak Guard let us, or play in the rain. We were basketball junkies back then - and that was the reason why I was a dark, skinny young boy growing up. My mom almost disowned me because she said I don't look like her son anymore -___-" People dark a bit only mah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S27ffIcb6MI/AAAAAAAAARQ/m3raK2jgzwM/s1600-h/IMG308.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S27ffIcb6MI/AAAAAAAAARQ/m3raK2jgzwM/s400/IMG308.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My weapon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;12 years on, I don't see basketball as a fun sport anymore. Well, not to say it's not fun at all &lt;i&gt;lah&lt;/i&gt;, but I see the basketball court as a battlefield - a place where only the fittest will survive. The fun game I used to know is not that fun anymore: my friends are not so passionate about the sport anymore and most of us are too busy to hit the courts, now that we are all adults.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&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: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But these couple of years, the basketball court is a place where I could escape to. Life didn't really go according to how I wanted it to at times, and while some can afford to fly to an island for a holiday, the only place I know I can let it all out is the basketball court. I know that for a two good hours, I'll be able to just forget what's on my mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&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: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A good basketball game is the perfect distraction to all the mess that is going around.&amp;nbsp;When I'm sad, I go to the court. When I feel lonely, I go to the court. When I'm angry, I go to the court. I feel that the basketball court is the only place I could let my competitive instincts rule me and a place where I can smile at the challenge of playing against someone better. It's a place where when someone throws me an elbow, I can throw it right back. Or when someone taunts me, I'll taunt them back with the game-winning shot.&amp;nbsp;Sometimes there is no better feeling than to look at your opponents' dejected faces, and that, as bad as it may sound, it does put a smile on mine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&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: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;From what used to be my playground, to what I call it my battlefield now, I sometimes think basketball is what keeps me sane =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-8490932462923283547?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/8490932462923283547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/02/throw-me-elbow-and-id-throw-it-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/8490932462923283547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/8490932462923283547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/02/throw-me-elbow-and-id-throw-it-right.html' title='Throw Me An Elbow, And I&apos;d Throw It Right Back'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S27fTZIx0vI/AAAAAAAAARI/euqfY3VyZgI/s72-c/IMG314.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-8609919308626900002</id><published>2010-02-05T18:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T22:50:25.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Images'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for Laughs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>What I Did At Work Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Nothing to see here already. Move along now!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-289129925320600538?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/289129925320600538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-conversation-in-office.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/289129925320600538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/289129925320600538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-conversation-in-office.html' title='A Random Conversation In The Office'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-5508900399529747288</id><published>2010-01-30T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T21:46:43.517+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Images'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Moon Bright, Star Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S2Q1cHjaR-I/AAAAAAAAAQw/2YwomF0yUM4/s1600-h/IMG307.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S2Q1cHjaR-I/AAAAAAAAAQw/2YwomF0yUM4/s640/IMG307.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Was on the way out to get some snacks when I noticed the bright moon outside. It's been awhile since I last saw the moon so big and bright. 'em Werewolves must be having quite a party, I'm sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Darnit! Forgot to make a wish!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-5508900399529747288?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/5508900399529747288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/moon-bright-star-light.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/5508900399529747288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/5508900399529747288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/moon-bright-star-light.html' title='Moon Bright, Star Light'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S2Q1cHjaR-I/AAAAAAAAAQw/2YwomF0yUM4/s72-c/IMG307.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-3958725879579138536</id><published>2010-01-25T21:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T21:43:37.053+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sayings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>A Random Quote: "If I Die"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S12gAGadyEI/AAAAAAAAAQo/qMMQt-AQtlU/s1600-h/tumblr_kpg4cbwpLv1qzg2xio1_1280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S12gAGadyEI/AAAAAAAAAQo/qMMQt-AQtlU/s400/tumblr_kpg4cbwpLv1qzg2xio1_1280.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;If I die, I die knowing I'd loved her with all my heart. If I die, she will regret knowing she has lost the person who had loved her the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*****&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Picture from &lt;a href="http://ilikethesemondaybookclub.tumblr.com/"&gt;STRANGELITTLEPATTERNS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-3958725879579138536?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/3958725879579138536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-quote-if-i-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/3958725879579138536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/3958725879579138536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-quote-if-i-die.html' title='A Random Quote: &quot;If I Die&quot;'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S12gAGadyEI/AAAAAAAAAQo/qMMQt-AQtlU/s72-c/tumblr_kpg4cbwpLv1qzg2xio1_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-5081766457838487331</id><published>2010-01-23T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T22:53:47.787+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Images'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for Laughs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Links'/><title type='text'>Umm, Which Mountain Again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S1r9dhAuViI/AAAAAAAAAQY/HXWODF5bWxk/s1600-h/whichmountain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S1r9dhAuViI/AAAAAAAAAQY/HXWODF5bWxk/s640/whichmountain.jpg" width="172" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I sense a smackdown coming! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Picture from &lt;a href="http://www.comixed.com/"&gt;Comixed&lt;/a&gt;. Pretty cool site.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-5081766457838487331?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/5081766457838487331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/umm-which-mountain-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/5081766457838487331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/5081766457838487331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/umm-which-mountain-again.html' title='Umm, Which Mountain Again?'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S1r9dhAuViI/AAAAAAAAAQY/HXWODF5bWxk/s72-c/whichmountain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-7609259741975755103</id><published>2010-01-23T00:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T00:28:22.957+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for Laughs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>The Games That We Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S1nNqWDuLRI/AAAAAAAAAQA/qLTcwOCjBwE/s1600-h/IMG298.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S1nNqWDuLRI/AAAAAAAAAQA/qLTcwOCjBwE/s640/IMG298.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Proving that those who work at MSN Malaysia are indeed a crazy bunch, we have this customary game we only play if we wanted to have lunch at the Food Gardens @ Gardens Mid Valley. We call it: &lt;b&gt;The Elevator Game&lt;/b&gt;! *jeng jeng jeng*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is how you play: one of us will press the button, and you stand at the door of the elevator which you think will open. Winner get bragging rights, like how the lil one Lydia always brag that she always guess correctly *roll eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So yes, if we have 10 people, you will usually see a bunch of us standing in front of the elevator. And you will also see a bunch of people staring at us. Which we don't mind. 'Cos we are having fun =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jsen.me/"&gt;Jo&lt;/a&gt; won today's game. Beginner's luck, I would say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-7609259741975755103?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/7609259741975755103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/games-that-we-play.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/7609259741975755103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/7609259741975755103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/games-that-we-play.html' title='The Games That We Play'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S1nNqWDuLRI/AAAAAAAAAQA/qLTcwOCjBwE/s72-c/IMG298.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-2605479542127285644</id><published>2010-01-20T17:28:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T23:29:40.237+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Images'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for Laughs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>I'm A Hard-Core Criminal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, one day, my co-worker &lt;a href="http://www.jsen.me/"&gt;Johanan&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;was watching an episode of Leverage and this guy was listed as the Most Wanted Man by the International Police:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;They are right when they say the camera adds ten pounds, that guy doesn't look like me at all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-2605479542127285644?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/2605479542127285644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-hard-core-criminal.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/2605479542127285644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/2605479542127285644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-hard-core-criminal.html' title='I&apos;m A Hard-Core Criminal'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S1bSNHvLUSI/AAAAAAAAAP4/A8QAsnkGF_A/s72-c/Screen+shot+2010-01-19+at+10.52.20+PM+(1).png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-8615255198908226798</id><published>2010-01-17T14:48:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T15:15:12.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Idol'/><title type='text'>Pants On The Ground And Everything In Between</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As you should have known by now - unless you have been living under a rock - that the ninth season of American Idol officially kicked off last week. I have still not gotten over Season 8 though, that's 'cos my fave Idol from Season 8 is making headlines and rockin' as hard as before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The reason why I like Adam Lambert as a performer is because of his originality (remember '&lt;i&gt;If I Can't Have You&lt;/i&gt;'?), his musical talents and soaring vocal range, and definitely his mesmerizing performances on stage. Come and think of it, I have never really liked any guy Idols before Lambert because 1) the ladies are always hotter (and more talented) 2) they all look and sound the same and 3) I'm not gay, thank you very much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;OK, coming back to Idol Season 9, I know it's only two episodes into the new season, but I think I have already found my favourites and yeap, you guessed it: they are pretty, talented hot chicks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My first favourite is 21-year-old&amp;nbsp;Ashley Rodriguez&amp;nbsp;from the Boston audition rounds. She is super sweet, has a very nice smile and gawd, she can sing as well! She sang Alicia Keys' 'If I Ain't Got You'&amp;nbsp;and she sailed through with flying colours. Simon even said she "has it", and if you are an Idol junkie, you know you don't hear that often from Simon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PcGPE2ME5iU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PcGPE2ME5iU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My second favourite is 20-year-old Mallorie Haley from the Atlanta audition rounds. She is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;really cute,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; blonde (those who know me well knows that I have a soft spot for blonde girls =p)&amp;nbsp;and she sounds a lot&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;like Carrie Underwood. Like, if you close your eyes and listen, the uncanny &lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;resemblance is just amazing.&amp;nbsp;She sang Faith Hill's '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Piece Of My Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;' and like my dear Ashley, sailed through to Hollywood.&amp;nbsp;Really do&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;hope both of them will be in the Top 12. *crosses&amp;nbsp;fingers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BNiIBH2ZMhg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BNiIBH2ZMhg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And of course, who can forget The General, Larry Pratt, and his super-infectious '&lt;i&gt;Pants on the Ground' &lt;/i&gt;(you look like a fool with your pants on the ground). The 62-year-old real American hero, unlike William Hung, managed to upstage all the "real" singers on the Atlanta auditions episode with his instantly viral hit that left the judges gasping for air. And yeah, Simon was right when he said that &lt;i&gt;'Pants on the Ground' &lt;/i&gt;will become an instant hit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SY8uzqNi4sA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SY8uzqNi4sA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Just some random facts: did you know that General Larry Pratt has his own holiday in Atlanta, on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;September 4th? And that he was a student of Martin Luther King? He ain't no fool with his pants on the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;ground, mind you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;In spirit of the General, I came up with my very own pick-up line:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hi, my name is ______. Would you like to see my&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pants on the Ground?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Pretty smart, huh? =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-8615255198908226798?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/8615255198908226798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/pants-on-ground-and-everything-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/8615255198908226798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/8615255198908226798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/pants-on-ground-and-everything-in.html' title='Pants On The Ground And Everything In Between'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-5494766233305367407</id><published>2010-01-13T17:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T17:46:55.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Images'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Megan Fox'/><title type='text'>Let's Have A Moment of Silence...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;...to&amp;nbsp;ogle&amp;nbsp;at &lt;b&gt;Megan Fox&lt;/b&gt;'s just-released Emporio Armani underwear advertisements!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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white-space: pre;"&gt;When Iron Man came out, we were left in awe with the sheer awesomeness of the man in the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;cool iron suit. And recently, I just came across the trailer for, drum rolls please, &lt;b&gt;IRON MAN 2&lt;/b&gt;. I&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;have only one word for it: OMFGITSSOFCUKINGAWESOME!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;Don't believe me? Check the trailer out below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6633; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6633; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="339" id="VIijomkk4ZX6ln" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.movieweb.com/v/VIijomkk4ZX6ln"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.movieweb.com/v/VIijomkk4ZX6ln" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="610" height="339"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"I have successfully privatised world peace"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-494518016577988222?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/494518016577988222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/introducing-war-machine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/494518016577988222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/494518016577988222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/introducing-war-machine.html' title='Introducing the War Machine!'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-8358027979170889488</id><published>2010-01-11T23:39:00.029+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T01:02:22.661+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'>If I Wasn't A Writer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0s9iOvXOWI/AAAAAAAAANo/dsDpYMDLSOU/s1600-h/11032_204477621364_699026364_3225573_3025976_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0s9iOvXOWI/AAAAAAAAANo/dsDpYMDLSOU/s400/11032_204477621364_699026364_3225573_3025976_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Remember when you were younger, and you see a policeman or a doctor on TV, you turn to your mom and say, "Mommy, when I grow up, I wanna be a policeman". Or you when you see Superman on TV, you dream of becoming Superman? Of course, everyone wants to be Superman, but surviving a ten-storey fall is another story&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;lah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Believe it or not, when I was younger, I never thought of becoming a writer. In fact, it was my mom who chose my major in college. It wasn't until my second year in university that I realised I wanted to do advertising, but it was too late to make a U-turn that time. Not to say I don't like writing - I heart writing! - but when I was younger, I thought of becoming a lot of things - the White Power Ranger being one :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, if I wasn't a writer, I would most probably be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;1) A doctor, a policeman or a lawyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ask any little boy: it is an unwritten rule that they MUST become either a) a doctor b) a policeman or c) a lawyer when they grow up. I wasn't any different. But the older you got, you realised that a) you are too broke to pursue medicine b) being a policeman means you eat bread every end of the month and c) you get so fed up arguing with your girlfriend, you don't wanna argue for a living anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0tMGQknsoI/AAAAAAAAANw/AH4OtQqJ3Ac/s1600-h/3187_81669216815_675401815_2215967_234551_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0tMGQknsoI/AAAAAAAAANw/AH4OtQqJ3Ac/s400/3187_81669216815_675401815_2215967_234551_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sorry la, the closest picture I have got that looks like a lawyer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2) A comic artist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here's a less known fact: when I was in Standard Six, I bought myself a thirty page, big notebook and I drew a Power Rangers (yes, I was a big fan back then) comic book complete with my own story line and new characters. I love drawing when I was younger, I used to spend hours and hours drawing stuff like Godzilla, Ultraman and of course, the Power Rangers. But too bad my love for drawing grew out with age.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0tNRSs1TqI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Uu1nhIQ8F8k/s1600-h/Sorry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0tNRSs1TqI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Uu1nhIQ8F8k/s400/Sorry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Something I drew using my phone in the train. Cute, right?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;3) A professional basketball player&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Like they say: if you wanna get rich, play some sort of ball. (Note: ball is singular, so no jokes about playing with balls, OK people?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0tNi6emDwI/AAAAAAAAAOA/y8kJcxIKLbE/s1600-h/9925_140808816815_675401815_3104375_1595201_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0tNi6emDwI/AAAAAAAAAOA/y8kJcxIKLbE/s400/9925_140808816815_675401815_3104375_1595201_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;4) A travel host&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I like traveling, meeting new people, see cool stuff and acting all crazy at some other people's country. The sad part? I'm too broke to go traveling. The best part? As a travel host, you get PAID for enjoying yourself. Because I'm in the entertainment line, I might still be able to become a travel host (hopefully!). So wish me luck =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0tNtLuPCMI/AAAAAAAAAOI/cD6ojG60lOY/s1600-h/4447_89361766815_675401815_2332046_7490846_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0tNtLuPCMI/AAAAAAAAAOI/cD6ojG60lOY/s400/4447_89361766815_675401815_2332046_7490846_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;5) An actor or a singer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;They say Geminis make good actors or singers but actors don't necessary make good Geminis (wtf!!). I guess me being a Gemini means that I like being in the center of attention, and there's no better way to do that than being an actor or a singer. I used to be quite an entertainer when I was younger, but the older I grew, I shy already.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0tOqLjinKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Qz0SXH_QtQg/s1600-h/n656970863_973939_130.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0tOqLjinKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Qz0SXH_QtQg/s400/n656970863_973939_130.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;6)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oddee.com/item_96855.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Professional prostitute tester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Never mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0tPYd6stKI/AAAAAAAAAOY/cANlkxHXjNw/s1600-h/n531317034_1999653_4536284.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0tPYd6stKI/AAAAAAAAAOY/cANlkxHXjNw/s400/n531317034_1999653_4536284.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;She is not one, by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But after all that's said and done, I still prefer writing stuff like &lt;a href="http://entertainment.malaysia.msn.com/movies/features/article.aspx?cp-documentid=3678199"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; for you guys to read! =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-8358027979170889488?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/8358027979170889488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-i-wasnt-writer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/8358027979170889488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/8358027979170889488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-i-wasnt-writer.html' title='If I Wasn&apos;t A Writer...'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0s9iOvXOWI/AAAAAAAAANo/dsDpYMDLSOU/s72-c/11032_204477621364_699026364_3225573_3025976_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-1789204930775666169</id><published>2010-01-09T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T16:10:28.248+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RD09'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'>Drinking The New Year Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iE-tB5QRI/AAAAAAAAALw/h514XHF806U/s1600-h/20364_260042484133_607614133_4333511_7040010_n_picnik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iE-tB5QRI/AAAAAAAAALw/h514XHF806U/s400/20364_260042484133_607614133_4333511_7040010_n_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Well, OK. It didn't really take place on New Year's Eve, but any day is a good day to drink, right? To usher in the New Year, we the Refine &amp;amp; Define bunch of '09 has decided to invade &lt;b&gt;TOM, DICK &amp;amp; HARRY's @ TTDI &lt;/b&gt;for a round of (very crazy) drinking session. I'm not really an everyday drinker, but more of like a social drinker. And because Uncle Alvin insists that we all come out and gather for the first time in 2010 (and I kinda blew them off the first drinking session a month before that), I was more than glad to join the bunch this time around.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iFLx3yAzI/AAAAAAAAAL4/T5cko0ielHM/s1600-h/20364_260042294133_607614133_4333492_1502085_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iFLx3yAzI/AAAAAAAAAL4/T5cko0ielHM/s400/20364_260042294133_607614133_4333492_1502085_n.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thedullclown.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aaron&lt;/a&gt; decides to camwhore with the menu (or he is showing off his powderful bicep).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Lemme tell you; there are no better company to spend your New Year drinking than these guys. I knew them for &lt;a href="http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/year-that-was-2009.html"&gt;almost a year now&lt;/a&gt;, and&amp;nbsp;every time&amp;nbsp;we hang out, you'll always have the time of your life - laughing, doing crazy stuff, camwhoring, more laughing - and by the end of the day, you'll be looking forward to your next outing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;This time around, the ever so &lt;i&gt;bising&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Edmund" brought along a new friend from work; her name is &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;Stacy&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;Tracy&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nancy. She was, like everyone, taken aback by our craziness at first but well, we are one bunch of lovable people, so she ended up loving all of us in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iL-lBkTNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/z1J82qpsi4w/s1600-h/20364_260042259133_607614133_4333487_3006255_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iL-lBkTNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/z1J82qpsi4w/s400/20364_260042259133_607614133_4333487_3006255_n.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Of course, we all started chatty and sober at first - like always, but ten jugs of Carlsberg later, things started to get a bit crazy, the R&amp;amp;D09 way! Like for example, "Edmund" started molesting &lt;a href="http://www.eezernography.com/d/index.asp"&gt;Eezern&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iGb4P3Z0I/AAAAAAAAAMA/6TI4egNnvOg/s1600-h/20364_260042564133_607614133_4333520_3773132_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iGb4P3Z0I/AAAAAAAAAMA/6TI4egNnvOg/s400/20364_260042564133_607614133_4333520_3773132_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;And later, he turned his attention to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.refine-define.net/"&gt;Donny&lt;/a&gt; instead:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iIoNix9_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/B-5qeCTrStU/s1600-h/20364_260042629133_607614133_4333527_1460986_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iIoNix9_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/B-5qeCTrStU/s400/20364_260042629133_607614133_4333527_1460986_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Of course, Donny didn't like it lah!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;And because we have a few pro/semi-pro photographers in our ranks, we camwhored quite a bit too:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iN8qMn-KI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Z4QeUdMwU0A/s1600-h/20364_260042654133_607614133_4333529_6396166_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iN8qMn-KI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Z4QeUdMwU0A/s400/20364_260042654133_607614133_4333529_6396166_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;And camwhored:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iOEngdRlI/AAAAAAAAAMg/N-Wr6Hcly6s/s1600-h/20364_260042394133_607614133_4333503_7009662_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iOEngdRlI/AAAAAAAAAMg/N-Wr6Hcly6s/s400/20364_260042394133_607614133_4333503_7009662_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;And camwhored:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iONOR4K2I/AAAAAAAAAMo/t9GdSMBcdhg/s1600-h/20364_260042714133_607614133_4333536_6424134_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iONOR4K2I/AAAAAAAAAMo/t9GdSMBcdhg/s400/20364_260042714133_607614133_4333536_6424134_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;And our kooky + crazy + extremely fun dance instructor - who used to be hot as well until she surprised us with her yucky new hairstyle - Lili Kosin, decided to join us. Shorter hair or not, we still love you kays? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iPGhvQ_lI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4qTEqOnjtmA/s1600-h/llk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iPGhvQ_lI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4qTEqOnjtmA/s400/llk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;See, didn't I tell you she used to be hot?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;But it was no surprise that Lili would join us because she is a total beer junkie. Just mention 'Carlsberg' and she will come and hug you and call you her BFF. And of course, we missed her too because it has been awhile since we last saw her. After a couple of jugs (I lost count!) our Carlsberg gal began hugging people:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iP4GtztBI/AAAAAAAAAM4/r8eVNfZ8Qfs/s1600-h/20364_260043054133_607614133_4333574_4589421_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iP4GtztBI/AAAAAAAAAM4/r8eVNfZ8Qfs/s400/20364_260043054133_607614133_4333574_4589421_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iP9GRtd1I/AAAAAAAAANA/6mWjrE3v81I/s1600-h/20364_260043069133_607614133_4333575_2017010_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iP9GRtd1I/AAAAAAAAANA/6mWjrE3v81I/s400/20364_260043069133_607614133_4333575_2017010_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iQEh2U2JI/AAAAAAAAANI/M1UFTOek6Zg/s1600-h/20364_260043114133_607614133_4333580_2902447_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iQEh2U2JI/AAAAAAAAANI/M1UFTOek6Zg/s400/20364_260043114133_607614133_4333580_2902447_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;We have to give it to her for being able to entertain us so much. Her new trick: the tampon-in-your-nose trick:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iQikdAr9I/AAAAAAAAANQ/jARBrfrE-kU/s1600-h/20364_260042774133_607614133_4333542_45079_n_picnik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iQikdAr9I/AAAAAAAAANQ/jARBrfrE-kU/s400/20364_260042774133_607614133_4333542_45079_n_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Sigh! Writing about this makes me miss the guys already. It's always fun to be able to hang out with the bunch. But yeah, that was how I spent my New Year. How did you spend yours?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;And oh, not forgetting that Uncle Alvin managed to create a new type of beer. We call it the Beer Float:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iRlwnaPhI/AAAAAAAAANY/PiyPytGXlfU/s1600-h/20364_260042474133_607614133_4333510_6796618_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iRlwnaPhI/AAAAAAAAANY/PiyPytGXlfU/s400/20364_260042474133_607614133_4333510_6796618_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;It was&amp;nbsp;surprisingly&amp;nbsp;kinda tasty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;All pictures courtesy of Donny cos I don't have an SLR mah! =(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-1789204930775666169?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/1789204930775666169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/drinking-new-year-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/1789204930775666169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/1789204930775666169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/drinking-new-year-away.html' title='Drinking The New Year Away'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0iE-tB5QRI/AAAAAAAAALw/h514XHF806U/s72-c/20364_260042484133_607614133_4333511_7040010_n_picnik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-983547710366383688</id><published>2010-01-08T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T00:00:41.068+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Images'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for Laughs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'>Things That I Want #621</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0dUUVXEQ-I/AAAAAAAAALg/k1mPaOszRGA/s1600-h/Playboy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0dUUVXEQ-I/AAAAAAAAALg/k1mPaOszRGA/s400/Playboy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The key to the Playboy Mansion. It is the next best thing after &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://8.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ksa7b3IMqf1qan8aco1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blake Lively and Leighton Meester's Rolling Stone cover&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;. Or maybe not!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-983547710366383688?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/983547710366383688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/things-that-i-want-621.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/983547710366383688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/983547710366383688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/things-that-i-want-621.html' title='Things That I Want #621'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0dUUVXEQ-I/AAAAAAAAALg/k1mPaOszRGA/s72-c/Playboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-3088618170806297169</id><published>2010-01-07T00:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T00:22:03.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Images'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rantings'/><title type='text'>When You Have A Problem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0S38DECK0I/AAAAAAAAALY/cB_l4mmL-Bs/s1600-h/20364_260042324133_607614133_4333494_5872805_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0S38DECK0I/AAAAAAAAALY/cB_l4mmL-Bs/s400/20364_260042324133_607614133_4333494_5872805_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423662093503179586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;...f**king drink it away, and not keep ranting on Facebook!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;***&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;picture credit goes to &lt;a href="http://www.refine-define.net/"&gt;Donny Ang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-3088618170806297169?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/3088618170806297169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-you-have-problem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/3088618170806297169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/3088618170806297169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-you-have-problem.html' title='When You Have A Problem...'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0S38DECK0I/AAAAAAAAALY/cB_l4mmL-Bs/s72-c/20364_260042324133_607614133_4333494_5872805_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-5435300051799969341</id><published>2010-01-06T20:48:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T22:54:41.329+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Meeting Ne-Yo and Jadyn Maria</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;One of the main reasons why I love my job as an entertainment writer - besides the fact that we get awesome freebies, eat free food, go to free concerts and being treated like kings and queens -  is because I can attend events and rub shoulder with the celebrities. Like this, for example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0SIV3PKMtI/AAAAAAAAALA/PMngW8mreHc/s1600-h/IMG253.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423609760447083218" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0SIV3PKMtI/AAAAAAAAALA/PMngW8mreHc/s400/IMG253.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes, boys and girls, the gentleman with the beret is indeed R&amp;amp;B crooner Ne-Yo. The man was in town for his Year of the Gentlemen World Tour, taking place tomorrow at the Sunway Lagoon Surf Beach. Like the name of his tour suggest, Ne-Yo was a really cool guy - a real gentleman, to be exact. During the press conference, he talked about his charity foundation, his fashion style and even gave tips to us guys on how to treat a lady. Lucky us! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I know you guys are not interested in what Ne-Yo has to say, especially with the smoking hot lady sitting beside him, right? If you are wondering who she is, her name is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jadyn Maria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. Jadyn is an up-and-coming singer, who happens to be Ne-Yo's (hot, hot) protege/first signing under his label. Ne-Yo told us that he signed her because she has kick-ass song-writing skills. A hot chick who can sing and write? Awesomness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lemme tell ya; the moment she walked into the room, everyone stopped and stared. Not only the guys, the gals in attendance too. I could hear a few girls whispering to themselves, "She is &lt;i&gt;soooo&lt;/i&gt; pretty!". I swear, for that one moment, the spotlight was not on Ne-Yo. And not only that, pretty Jadyn - who is 24, by the way - has a really sweet, seductive voice and a great sense of humour too. When someone asked her to tell us something no one knows about Ne-Yo, she matter-of-factly answered:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"He loves McD's fillet-o-fish, with ketchup and no tartare sauce. Weird, right?" Then, a cute laugh. Ohh, I'm in lurve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know you guys can't get enough of Jadyn, so here's one more picture of Jadyn for you guys, photo credit goes to my buddy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ianyee"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ian Yee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, who writes for The Star:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0SPulDYTUI/AAAAAAAAALI/NFvPb0_7acc/s1600-h/55256564.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423617881643961666" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0SPulDYTUI/AAAAAAAAALI/NFvPb0_7acc/s400/55256564.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hot, isn't she? And you know what the best part is? I get to see Ne-Yo and Jadyn Maria again tomorrow, thanks to this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0SQJ_B19tI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Uj_CenyvAlY/s1600-h/IMG259.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423618352473306834" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0SQJ_B19tI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Uj_CenyvAlY/s400/IMG259.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ahhh! Have I told you how much I love my job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;UPDATE: &lt;/b&gt;Jadyn Maria actually REPLIED my Tweet! OMG OMG OMG! I fainted for 14.323 seconds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0tcPNGkYtI/AAAAAAAAAOg/dJGgJw1eT94/s1600-h/Twit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0tcPNGkYtI/AAAAAAAAAOg/dJGgJw1eT94/s640/Twit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-5435300051799969341?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/5435300051799969341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/meeting-ne-yo-and-jadyn-maria.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/5435300051799969341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/5435300051799969341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/meeting-ne-yo-and-jadyn-maria.html' title='Meeting Ne-Yo and Jadyn Maria'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0SIV3PKMtI/AAAAAAAAALA/PMngW8mreHc/s72-c/IMG253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-726024902963416355</id><published>2010-01-05T22:25:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T22:35:25.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RD09'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'>The Year That Was 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It's end of another year, and honestly, I do not know what to make of it. While some people would say that they have had a good 2009 or a bad 2009, I think I was lucky (or unlucky?) enough to have a mix of both - a little of good, a little of bad and yes, a little bit of ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Here's a highlight of my most memorable moments of 2009:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NcS1PftSI/AAAAAAAAAJw/nn58Boj5Ydw/s1600-h/13345_171200866815_675401815_3378105_382149_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423279854883681570" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NcS1PftSI/AAAAAAAAAJw/nn58Boj5Ydw/s400/13345_171200866815_675401815_3378105_382149_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1) Quit a dead-end job...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The job I had heading into 2009 was fun in the beginning, but soon, a little case of company politics, a case of not being appreciated enough and supervisors turning against me, it was the most miserable time  -and the worst job experience - I ever had in 2009. I have finally decided to quit the job which was, at that point, already a dead-end. I do not regret it one bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...but found a better, and dare I say, my dream job&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I love my job now. I couldn't ask for anything better. I have always loved writing, and of course, I love writing for MSN Entertainment. And not to mention my kooky and crazy colleagues. &lt;a href="http://www.samanthacje.com/"&gt;Samantha&lt;/a&gt; would know what I'm talking about here =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NcoDhPQBI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Seb9bjfb7tk/s1600-h/6171_107514857034_531317034_2716597_2281659_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423280219493449746" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NcoDhPQBI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Seb9bjfb7tk/s400/6171_107514857034_531317034_2716597_2281659_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2) Lost a few friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Although some due to silly misunderstandings, I think we are still friends. I HOPE we are still friends. No matter what, we are friends for life - we ride together, we die together! (For more buddy-buddy effect &lt;i&gt;lah&lt;/i&gt; =p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...but I made new ones&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am grateful to have met new friends along the way. You know who you are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NdCMCGlnI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ZLLaf8KfntE/s1600-h/Broken_Heart--large-msg-123423271342.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423280668455376498" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NdCMCGlnI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ZLLaf8KfntE/s400/Broken_Heart--large-msg-123423271342.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 265px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3) Broke up with an ex-love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It was turning into a turbulent relationship and I was beyond depressed at that point, therefore I have decided to end the relationship. It wasn't easy at first, but I thought it was something I had to do. Did not regret though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...but later found someone I really, really like&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Don't bother guessing who, you &lt;i&gt;kaypochi's&lt;/i&gt;! I would deny, deny and deny! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NdSRdbNyI/AAAAAAAAAKI/VXOPMkiwBLY/s1600-h/5296_115802988673_520758673_2245331_4316159_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423280944790058786" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NdSRdbNyI/AAAAAAAAAKI/VXOPMkiwBLY/s400/5296_115802988673_520758673_2245331_4316159_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 284px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;4) Joined Men's Health Refine &amp;amp; Define 2009 competition...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And it was the best six months of 2009 - and I would say the best six months of my life! I have learnt how to scuba dive, cook a three-course French meal, CPR and first aid, danced (yes, I did!) and even defensive driving. Yes, I'm Refined and Defined!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...and met 19 new, awesome friends&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We have been through thick and thin together, and I would consider them as my brothers-in-arm. We always have fun no matter where we are. The funny thing is: we clicked almost instantly from the first time that we met. I think my life wouldn't be the same with these guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0Ndnr1prDI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DR32dcugk2g/s1600-h/DSC08884.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423281312648244274" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0Ndnr1prDI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DR32dcugk2g/s400/DSC08884.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;5) Holiday-ed in Singapore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The last time I went to Singapore was when I was just five. And it was a much-welcomed break from all the drama at that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...and Redang too!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It was my first time there, and I fell in love with the white, sandy beaches and the clear, blue ocean the moment I stepped foot there. I miss you already, Redang! I'll be back, wait for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0Nd3tf6NTI/AAAAAAAAAKY/NHDXzJEAakU/s1600-h/17254_219751228673_520758673_3054861_1089505_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423281587971831090" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0Nd3tf6NTI/AAAAAAAAAKY/NHDXzJEAakU/s400/17254_219751228673_520758673_3054861_1089505_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;6) Ran my first marathon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have never ran a marathon before this, but it was something I have always wanted to do. Joined the Klang Community Run, managed to finish and almost got a medal. It was a really cool experience! It was liberating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...and fed the homeless&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thanks to Kechara Soup Kitchen, I have an opportunity to see - and experience first hand - how grateful I should be for all that I have now. What we did was; we packed and delivered food to the homeless all around KL. Needless to say, it was seriously an eye-opening experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With 2009 out of the way, I hope 2010 holds new challenges for me.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Happy 2010, all of you! May this year be your best year yet =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-726024902963416355?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/726024902963416355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/year-that-was-2009.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/726024902963416355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/726024902963416355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/year-that-was-2009.html' title='The Year That Was 2009'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NcS1PftSI/AAAAAAAAAJw/nn58Boj5Ydw/s72-c/13345_171200866815_675401815_3378105_382149_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-3303949707833615691</id><published>2010-01-04T15:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:31:58.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>All I Want To Do Is Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(148, 148, 148); line-height: 18px; font-family:arial, san-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;“I was running before I hit the trees, my clothes strewn out behind me like a trail of crumbs — as if I wanted to find my way back. It was almost too easy now to phase. I didn’t have to think. My body already knew where I was going and, before I asked it to, it gave me what I wanted. I had four legs now, and I was flying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The trees blurred into a sea of black flowing around me. My muscles bunched and released in an effortless rhythm. I could run like this for days and I would not be tired. Maybe, this time, I wouldn’t stop.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Have you ever experienced, in one point of your life, that you just feel like running away and never come back? Where you leave everything behind and just run as far and as fast as you could, and never look back? Like nothing in the world matters to you anymore?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;I did. I have thought about running away countless times, to anywhere my heart takes me. They say we should not run away from our problems, instead we should stand up and fight them. And I totally agree with them on that. I do not endorse running away from all of your problems, but a little breather won’t hurt, right? How long can you fight a war - a war that could potentially wipe off your existence - without taking time off to ponder about your next move?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;It’s not necessary a bad thing, sometimes, to just run and forget about all your problems, all that mess and all the undefined feelings you have. I mean, who doesn’t want to run to a place where you can lie down and look at the stars, hear the waves and just let your mind wander off. A place where you can cry all you want, or shout as loud as can. A place where you can be who you want without people judging you, or a place where you can just run as far as your legs can take you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;I guess what I’m trying to say here is that it is perfectly OK if you think of running away sometimes. Not from all of your problems because you still would have to face them when you come back, but a little time alone might be all that you need.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;So run; run as far as you could! Nobody is stopping you, and nobody should. It is your life after all, so take control of it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;And how I wish I could be Jacob Black now - phasing and running as far and as fast as I could. Lucky bugger!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-3303949707833615691?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/3303949707833615691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-i-want-to-do-is-run.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/3303949707833615691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/3303949707833615691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-i-want-to-do-is-run.html' title='All I Want To Do Is Run'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-7709125411010046395</id><published>2010-01-04T15:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T21:08:19.260+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Images'/><title type='text'>Transform And Roll Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0GVP4uWqXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Mej4oRNXbJs/s1600-h/tumblr_kvi4i9Ud531qayae9o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422779526488172914" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0GVP4uWqXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Mej4oRNXbJs/s400/tumblr_kvi4i9Ud531qayae9o1_500.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #949494; font-family: arial, san-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;After a week of anxious waiting, my new keychain has arrived! How cool is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-7709125411010046395?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/7709125411010046395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/after-week-of-anxious-waiting-my-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/7709125411010046395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/7709125411010046395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/after-week-of-anxious-waiting-my-new.html' title='Transform And Roll Out'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0GVP4uWqXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Mej4oRNXbJs/s72-c/tumblr_kvi4i9Ud531qayae9o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-5630524625253892597</id><published>2010-01-04T15:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T17:56:30.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>A Movie Review: Sherlock Holmes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0GUm-kVuXI/AAAAAAAAAJg/CHRL7jRLM48/s1600-h/tumblr_kv9umlRYyB1qas6p9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0GUm-kVuXI/AAAAAAAAAJg/CHRL7jRLM48/s400/tumblr_kv9umlRYyB1qas6p9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422778823682144626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(148, 148, 148); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;As the year 2009 is coming to a close and the year’s blockbuster movies have come and gone, there aren’t much high-profile movies left till we usher in the new year. One of it was &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Avatar &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(which is actually a no-brainer). The other, was of course, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sherlock Holmes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;, starring Robert Downey Jr., Jude Law and Rachel McAdams. Movie review below:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#949494;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#949494;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; font-family:arial, san-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;Plus points: &lt;/b&gt;Robert Downey Jr., hands down. Although it was supposed to be a detective/mystery movie, it is surprisingly a very funny and very witty movie too - thanks largely to Robert’s undeniable charisma. The Sherlock Holmes-Dr. Watson partnership was portrayed to perfection by Robert and Jude, and you can see from the start of the movie that the chemistry between the two was there. But of course, Robert’s portrayal of the genius detective was absolutely fabulous. He managed to bring life and  much-needed humour to the sometimes-boring legendary detective. In this movie, Robert showed us why he is one of Hollywood’s most talented actors. Yes, he is that good!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;Minus points: &lt;/b&gt;I do not have much complains about the movie, although you might get lost in the plot a little bit. Just a little bit. But what do you expect, it’s a detective movie after all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;Should you or shouldn’t you: &lt;/b&gt;Yes, yes and yes. This movie is worth every penny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-5630524625253892597?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/5630524625253892597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/movie-review-sherlock-holmes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/5630524625253892597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/5630524625253892597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/movie-review-sherlock-holmes.html' title='A Movie Review: Sherlock Holmes'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0GUm-kVuXI/AAAAAAAAAJg/CHRL7jRLM48/s72-c/tumblr_kv9umlRYyB1qas6p9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-5633765478054210097</id><published>2010-01-04T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T17:32:48.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reads'/><title type='text'>25 Things We Guys Love About Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(148, 148, 148); line-height: 18px; font-family:arial, san-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;First off, I didn’t write the list. I read it somewhere and I thought it is worth sharing. And I’m pretty sure most guys would agree that these are the things we like most about girls - boobs and asses aside!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Just so you know, I do agree with all of them. I read the list and imagine the person I care most about doing all these things, and seriously, it put a smile on my face. So you see girls, we guys are not (always) about boobs and asses. Just sometimes! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;  font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; "&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; "&gt;&lt;u style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; "&gt;25 Things We Guys Love About Girls&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;1) They will always smell good even if its just shampoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;2) The way their heads always find the right spot on our shoulder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;3) How cute they look when they sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;4) The ease in which they fit into our arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;5) The way they kiss you and all of a sudden everything is right in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;6) How cute they are when they eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;7) The way they take hours to get dressed but in the end makes it all worth while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;8) Because they are always warm even when its minus 30 out side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;9) The way they look good no matter what they wear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;10) The way they fish for compliments even though you both know that you think she’s the most beautiful thing on this earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;11) How cute they are when they argue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;12) The way her hand always finds yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;13) The way they smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;14) The way you feel when you see their name on the caller ID after you just had a big fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;15) The way she says “lets not fight anymore” even though you know that an hour later you will be arguing about something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;16) The way they kiss when you do something nice for them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;17) The way they kiss you when you say “I love you’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;18) Actually, just the way they kiss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;19) The way they fall into your arms when they cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;20) Then the way they apologize for crying over something that silly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;21) The way they hit you and expect it to hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;22) Then the way they apologize when it does hurt . (even though we don’t admit it)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;23) The way they say “I miss you”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;24) The way you miss them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;25) The way their tears make you want to change the world so that it doesn’t hurt her anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-5633765478054210097?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/5633765478054210097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/25-things-we-guys-love-about-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/5633765478054210097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/5633765478054210097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/25-things-we-guys-love-about-girls.html' title='25 Things We Guys Love About Girls'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-298384506554651832</id><published>2010-01-04T15:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T21:09:02.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'>Oopsie Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0GS5ozVuAI/AAAAAAAAAJY/UmKjngDBDIs/s1600-h/tumblr_kv23rlbjzL1qayae9o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422776945233737730" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0GS5ozVuAI/AAAAAAAAAJY/UmKjngDBDIs/s400/tumblr_kv23rlbjzL1qayae9o1_500.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A little juvenile thing I did, it involves an A&amp;amp;W mug! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-298384506554651832?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/298384506554651832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/little-juvenile-thing-i-did-it-involves.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/298384506554651832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/298384506554651832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/little-juvenile-thing-i-did-it-involves.html' title='Oopsie Me!'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0GS5ozVuAI/AAAAAAAAAJY/UmKjngDBDIs/s72-c/tumblr_kv23rlbjzL1qayae9o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-751286836612199346</id><published>2010-01-04T15:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T15:02:31.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Quotes: Dec 18th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: courier; font-size: 22px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); line-height: 22px; word-spacing: -4px; "&gt;"According to statistic… 1 out of 4 people are considered having mental illness. Think 3 of your best friends and if they are okay to you. Then its you!" - &lt;i&gt;Some random dude!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-751286836612199346?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/751286836612199346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-quotes-dec-18th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/751286836612199346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/751286836612199346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-quotes-dec-18th.html' title='Random Quotes: Dec 18th'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-8179319345055940918</id><published>2010-01-04T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:21:36.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>A Movie Review: Avatar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0GRwb6v2-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/pBcXtNaUmx4/s1600-h/tumblr_kv5wnuhCWm1qas6p9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0GRwb6v2-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/pBcXtNaUmx4/s400/tumblr_kv5wnuhCWm1qas6p9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422775687644699618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;After hearing and reading how “Avatar totally rocks, dude” and “OMG OMG, Avatar is awweeesoommee!” a million times on my Facebook stream, I have finally got a chance to watch it for myself today. Wanna know what I think? Movie review below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#949494;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#949494;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-style: normal; font-family:arial, san-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Plus points: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Ask anyone who have seen the movie and the first thing they would tell you is that the graphics are awesome. So, I’m gonna try reviewing the movie without saying anything about the graphics. Okay, who am I kidding right? There’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; way you are gonna talk about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Avatar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; without mentioning the CGI and how awesome it made the movie. With a massive $300 million production budget, the CGI was top-notch; from the Smurf-blue Na’vis and Planet Pandora’s awesome structure to the epic war scene, the graphics were just jaw-droppingly breathtaking. In fact, in my opinion, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Avatar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; trumps &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;District 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Star Trek &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;as the best CGI-ed movie of 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Minus points: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Speaking of the graphics, one thing I didn’t really like about it was that they kinda emphasized a little too much on the graphics. Yes, we know that the trees glow in the dark, and the path lights up every time you step on it, but almost 30 minutes of showing off CGI masterpieces? It was like they were purposely trying to show-off the graphics every chance they get. Also, the build-up to the climax was a bit of a drag and kinda boring. Just ask the guy beside me, he was already snoring 20 minutes into the movie (no kidding!). But don’t worry though, the climax made it all worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-8179319345055940918?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/8179319345055940918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/movie-review-avatar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/8179319345055940918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/8179319345055940918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/movie-review-avatar.html' title='A Movie Review: Avatar'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0GRwb6v2-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/pBcXtNaUmx4/s72-c/tumblr_kv5wnuhCWm1qas6p9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-5674574310924320952</id><published>2010-01-04T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:22:38.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for Laughs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reads'/><title type='text'>The Twilight Saga In 75 Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0GRJf9fFoI/AAAAAAAAAJI/XhfwTYIYIYw/s1600-h/tumblr_kv09ha0gOh1qas6p9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0GRJf9fFoI/AAAAAAAAAJI/XhfwTYIYIYw/s400/tumblr_kv09ha0gOh1qas6p9.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422775018715027074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(148, 148, 148); line-height: 18px; font-family:arial, san-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;After reading the Twilight Saga for almost one and a half months now - and still going, I can basically summarize the entire four-book series in 75 words:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;A girl named Bella Swan falls in love with a vampire called Edward Cullen who, after a freak paper cut, dumps Bella leaving her in the arms of best friend/admirer Jacob Black (who turns out to be a werewolf) but Edward later returns and marries Bella who later gave birth to a bloodsucking baby girl, leaving Jacob all broken-hearted until he decides to marry the baby and they all live happily ever after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;There you go. Isn’t this the easier - and definitely the cheaper - way to read Twilight? No need thank me, but if you insist, you can donate to the ‘Help Nicholas Buy Breaking Dawn Fund’. Any amount is welcome :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;PS: The summary is actually 76 words. If you were counting word-by-word, you really need to get a life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-5674574310924320952?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/5674574310924320952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/twilight-saga-in-75-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/5674574310924320952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/5674574310924320952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/twilight-saga-in-75-words.html' title='The Twilight Saga In 75 Words'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0GRJf9fFoI/AAAAAAAAAJI/XhfwTYIYIYw/s72-c/tumblr_kv09ha0gOh1qas6p9.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-695770024272561437</id><published>2010-01-04T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:23:42.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reads'/><title type='text'>How Do You Know When You Are In Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(148, 148, 148); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; font-family:arial, san-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;* I kinda wrote this ages ago and I stumbled upon it when I was going through my old blogs, so I thought I might as well share it here =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Is it when your heart skips a beat everytime you see her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Is it when your heart melts everytime you see her smile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Is it when your world stops when she is around?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Is it when she’s around, nothing in the world matters anymore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Is it when she’s around, the stars and moon shines brighter at night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Is it when you would do anything in the world for her just to see her smile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Is it when you think about her every second of the day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Is it when you miss her every second of the day when she is not with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Is it when you find yourself smiling to yourself when you think about her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Is it when you find yourself dying when she is mad at you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Is it when you find yourself wanting only the best for her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Is it when you find yourself spending all of your wish on her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-695770024272561437?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/695770024272561437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-do-you-know-when-you-are-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/695770024272561437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/695770024272561437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-do-you-know-when-you-are-in-love.html' title='How Do You Know When You Are In Love?'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-7565948389048911626</id><published>2010-01-04T14:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T14:49:31.745+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Images'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Christmas Joy In The Office</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0GPUDO-X5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/7JSluNfzmgQ/s1600-h/tumblr_kuu2kz9m531qayae9o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0GPUDO-X5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/7JSluNfzmgQ/s400/tumblr_kuu2kz9m531qayae9o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422773000959057810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tis the season to be jolly...and we have a makeshift Christmas tree in the office&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-7565948389048911626?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/7565948389048911626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-joy-in-office.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/7565948389048911626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/7565948389048911626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-joy-in-office.html' title='Christmas Joy In The Office'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0GPUDO-X5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/7JSluNfzmgQ/s72-c/tumblr_kuu2kz9m531qayae9o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-2566092143334418393</id><published>2010-01-04T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:24:49.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for Laughs'/><title type='text'>Random Quotes: Dec 16th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(119, 119, 119); line-height: 22px; word-spacing: -4px; font-family:courier;font-size:22px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"The trouble with the rat-race is that even if you win you’re still a rat." - &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Probably a rat said this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-2566092143334418393?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/2566092143334418393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-quotes-dec-16th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/2566092143334418393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/2566092143334418393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-quotes-dec-16th.html' title='Random Quotes: Dec 16th'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-3371054852869870412</id><published>2010-01-04T14:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:25:21.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reads'/><title type='text'>The Broken Piece by nickleschow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Broken Piece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;small style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;by nickleschow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A piece of my heart tells me to move on&lt;br /&gt;A piece of my heart needs a place to turn upon&lt;br /&gt;A piece of my heart wants our memories gone&lt;br /&gt;But the other piece just wants to hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A piece of my heart wants me to let go&lt;br /&gt;A piece of my heart is breaking slow&lt;br /&gt;A piece of my heart wants me to forget all that we know&lt;br /&gt;But the other piece just wants the love to grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A piece of my heart can only fall short for so long&lt;br /&gt;A piece of my heart is not at all strong&lt;br /&gt;A piece of my heart has been aching all along&lt;br /&gt;But the other piece knows where it wants to belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A piece of my heart wants me to forget&lt;br /&gt;A piece of my heart says I will regret&lt;br /&gt;A piece of my heart is just too upset&lt;br /&gt;But the other piece is not ready to give up just yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A piece of my heart is lonely&lt;br /&gt;A piece of my heart is feeling empty&lt;br /&gt;But the other piece loves you, the one and the only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;small style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;‘The Broken Piece’ by nickleschow © 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-3371054852869870412?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/3371054852869870412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/broken-piece-by-nickleschow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/3371054852869870412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/3371054852869870412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/broken-piece-by-nickleschow.html' title='The Broken Piece by nickleschow'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-3779885814839821575</id><published>2010-01-04T14:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T21:09:58.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Images'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Others'/><title type='text'>Love In A Cup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0GNYKg4LAI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ZAgtDS_sN48/s1600-h/tumblr_kup4o41akP1qayae9o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422770872609418242" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0GNYKg4LAI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ZAgtDS_sN48/s400/tumblr_kup4o41akP1qayae9o1_500.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"In Coffee City, we borrowed heaven"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-3779885814839821575?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/3779885814839821575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-coffee-city-we-borrowed-heaven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/3779885814839821575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/3779885814839821575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-coffee-city-we-borrowed-heaven.html' title='Love In A Cup'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0GNYKg4LAI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ZAgtDS_sN48/s72-c/tumblr_kup4o41akP1qayae9o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-7970242812427454161</id><published>2010-01-01T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:27:39.515+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>Confessions Of A Broken Hearted by nickleschow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This is for the ones who have had their hearts-broken, those who have waited for love, those who have had their love not returned, those who have loved with all their heart, those who have had their love rejected. If, once in your life, you would have to go through all these, the most important thing is to hold on; knowing after all the pain and heartbreaks, you never gave up hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Confessions Of A Broken Hearted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;small style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;by nickleschow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much more can one’s heart take&lt;br /&gt;When all I ever think of is you&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t matter if the moon turns blue&lt;br /&gt;Loving you, you know it’s true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much more can one’s heart take&lt;br /&gt;When all you do is look the other way&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t matter if the rivers stray&lt;br /&gt;I’ll continue loving you for another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much more can one’s heart take&lt;br /&gt;When all I ever dream of is your smile&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t matter if the tide goes wild&lt;br /&gt;For you, I’d still walk the extra mile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much more can one’s heart take&lt;br /&gt;When you’re as pretty as Autumn’s leaf&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t matter if the winds don’t heave&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, you know I’ll never leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much more can one’s heart take&lt;br /&gt;When all I long for is to hear you speak&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t matter if the birds don’t weep&lt;br /&gt;Without you I’m just so weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much more can one’s heart take&lt;br /&gt;When your eyes make it all so great&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t matter if the stars don’t wake&lt;br /&gt;Losing you, my heart will break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;small style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;‘Confessions Of A Broken Hearted’ by nickleschow © 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-7970242812427454161?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/7970242812427454161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/confessions-of-broken-hearted-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/7970242812427454161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/7970242812427454161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/confessions-of-broken-hearted-by.html' title='Confessions Of A Broken Hearted by nickleschow'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-2809232247746093027</id><published>2010-01-01T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:26:57.675+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reads'/><title type='text'>The Saddest Story Love Has Ever Told</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;“When you’re dreaming with a broken heart/ The waking up is the hardest part/ You roll outta bed and down on your knees/ And for the moment you can hardly breathe/ Wondering was she really here?/ Is she standing in my room?/ No she’s not, ‘cause she’s gone” - John Mayer, Dreaming With A Broken Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, there lived a boy and a girl. They were very much in love. No matter what life threw at them, they faced it together - hand in hand, heart with heart - and their love for each other grew stronger by the day. They were inseparable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the boy asked the girl to marry him. Being so in love, that was the only thing left to do. The girl looked at the boy and said: “I will marry you, but you must first prove your love to me. You have to live a day without me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy was shocked. Even though he knew it would be hard for him to do, hesitantly, the boy agreed. He knew that he love her enough to prove that he can live one day without her. They have been through thick and thin, and the boy knew that 24 hours is not much of a hurdle for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, the boy went to her house with a ring and a rose. But she wasn’t there. Instead, the girl’s mother greeted him, and with tears in her eyes, told the boy that the girl passed away the night before. Little did the boy know, the day the boy proposed to the girl, she found out that she has only 24 hours to live because she was ill. She loved him too much to let him see her go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother handed the boy a letter written by the girl. He broke down after reading the letter. The letter read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You did it, my love. You can live without me. Now, I want you to do this everyday. I will miss you and I will always love you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-2809232247746093027?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/2809232247746093027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/saddest-story-love-has-ever-told.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/2809232247746093027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/2809232247746093027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/saddest-story-love-has-ever-told.html' title='The Saddest Story Love Has Ever Told'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-5074043741506243309</id><published>2010-01-01T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:28:58.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reads'/><title type='text'>What Is Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;“If tomorrow never comes/ Will she know how much I loved her/ Did I try in every way to show her every day/ That she’s my only one/ And if my time on earth were through/ And she must face the world without me/ Is the love I gave her in the past/ Gonna be enough to last/ If tomorrow never comes” - Ronan Keating, If Tomorrow Never Comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is when you find yourself spending every wish on her.&lt;br /&gt;Love is falling asleep in her arms and waking up in her dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Love is when at the point of uncertainty, everything becomes possible.&lt;br /&gt;Love is the fireworks that go off around you when your eyes meet.&lt;br /&gt;Love is when you have a picture of her in your mind and your love in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;Love is when nothing seems to feel right without her by your side.&lt;br /&gt;Love is when the room is packed with people, she is the only person you see.&lt;br /&gt;Love is when you go out of your way to smile at her.&lt;br /&gt;Love is when you don’t want to go to sleep because reality is better than any dream.&lt;br /&gt;Love is the sweetest music you’ll ever hear.&lt;br /&gt;Love is sometimes a kiss when there is nothing else left to say.&lt;br /&gt;Love is hugging someone so tight, you could feel each other’s heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;Love is when you are together, nothing in the world matters anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Love is the reason why we are here on Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-5074043741506243309?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/5074043741506243309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-is-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/5074043741506243309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/5074043741506243309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-is-love.html' title='What Is Love?'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-2147998764293826068</id><published>2010-01-01T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:33:14.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'>She Is My Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/Sz4TY_p5SSI/AAAAAAAAAIo/HE236FLQxbA/s1600-h/tumblr_kup4dgChIK1qas6p9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/Sz4TY_p5SSI/AAAAAAAAAIo/HE236FLQxbA/s400/tumblr_kup4dgChIK1qas6p9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421792321525598498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(148, 148, 148); line-height: 18px; font-family:arial, san-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The person lying on the bed right now is the person who took care of me since I was young. The person lying on the bed right now is the person who took care of me when I was sick. The person lying on the bed right now is the person who took a bus everyday to pick me up from kindergarten. The person lying on the bed right now is the person who stood outside of my class to make sure that I know she is there when I need her. The person lying on the bed right now is the person who helped me with my Chinese lessons. The person lying on the bed right now is the person who gave me extra pocket money and bought me stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person, she is my grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seeing at her lying on the bed today at the hospital after her surgery, it makes my heart sore. Seeing her with tubes all over her body broke my heart. She looks older than I remembered her to be. She looked fragile. She couldn’t sit up and she was in a lot of pain. It just breaks my heart to know that my 80-year-old grandma has to endure such pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I swear I could see her eyes sparkle when she saw me. I think she was happy to see a familiar face. Even though she was in pain, the first thing she asked me was: “Have you eaten your dinner? There’s bread in the cupboard”. Even in pain, all she cared about was me. She asked me to go home early, because she said it was dangerous to drive back at night. But I couldn’t leave her. Not until I make sure that she is OK. Or that she know that I miss her and care for her as much as she cares for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatting with her, I could see that she enjoyed the company. I could see that she misses me. When I left, she was beginning to feel weak because of the painkillers. With her eyes closing, she said: “Don’t worry, I will be fine”. I’m not worried. I know she is tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because she is my grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon, grandma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-2147998764293826068?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/2147998764293826068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/she-is-my-grandma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/2147998764293826068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/2147998764293826068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/she-is-my-grandma.html' title='She Is My Grandma'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/Sz4TY_p5SSI/AAAAAAAAAIo/HE236FLQxbA/s72-c/tumblr_kup4dgChIK1qas6p9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-8019081418702805919</id><published>2010-01-01T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:35:43.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'>This Thing Called Darkness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;“Does this darkness have a name? This cruelty, this hatred. How did it find us? Did it steal into our lives or did we seek it out and embrace it? What happened to us? That we now send our children into the world like we send young men into war, hoping for their safe return. But knowing that some will be lost along the way. When did we lose our way? Consumed by the shadows, swallowed whole by the darkness. Does this darkness have a name? Is it your name?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkness. A friend we all sometimes know too well. Lately, I feel that the evil is slowly creeping up on me; like it’s waiting behind the door, hoping that I would just step through it so that the darkness could smother me and leave me begging - crying even - for help. I can feel a hand - a dark, evil hand - slowly making its way to my throat, choking me, letting me know that it is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know where it came from. I do not want it to be here. I do not want to fight this losing battle again. I do not want to be begging for mercy. I do not want to be shedding tears. And yet, somehow, it has managed to find me. How? Do I deserve this? Why does it have to be me? Why can’t you just leave me alone? And what do you want from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say things, even bad ones, happen for a reason. Amidst the shadow and darkness that is slowly eating me from the inside, I do not see any reason for me to hang on. I do not see the reason anymore. I find myself wondering: is it even worth it? But most importantly: is the reason still there? I can’t even see it anymore. I can’t feel it anymore. Could it be engulfed by the one thing that all of us are trying to run away from, this thing called darkness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if it’s there, then please: I need a light to show me the way out of this darkness, these shadows. I do not want to fight this losing battle again. I do not want to be begging for mercy. I do not want to be shedding tears. Please, help me light up my path once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;“You’ve left me no choice but to go inside and rebuild what’s broken. Too much, too far, too late to lie down now. I must arm myself to fight you by making weapons out of my imperfections. It’s all I have left. There’s no other choice”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-8019081418702805919?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/8019081418702805919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-thing-called-darkness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/8019081418702805919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/8019081418702805919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-thing-called-darkness.html' title='This Thing Called Darkness'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-5939094740317091058</id><published>2010-01-01T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:41:12.052+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sayings'/><title type='text'>Believe In It With All Your Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(148, 148, 148); line-height: 18px; font-family:arial, san-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;li class="odd" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); "&gt;&lt;span class="label" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Peyton:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; "Name a wish, place it in your heart. Anything you want, everything you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="even" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="label" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Lucas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; "Do you have it? Good. Now believe it can come true. You never know when the next miracle can come from, the next smile, the next wish come true."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="odd" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); "&gt;&lt;span class="label" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Peyton:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; "But if you believe that it's right around the corner. And you open your heart and mind to the possibility of it, to the serenity of it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="even" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="label" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Brooke:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; "You just may get the thing your are wishing for."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="odd" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); "&gt;&lt;span class="label" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Nathan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; "The world is full of magic you just have to believe it. So make your wish. Do you have it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="even" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="label" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Haley:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; "Good. Now believe in it with all you heart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-5939094740317091058?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/5939094740317091058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/believe-in-it-with-all-your-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/5939094740317091058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/5939094740317091058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/believe-in-it-with-all-your-heart.html' title='Believe In It With All Your Heart'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-8288610426500854571</id><published>2010-01-01T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:42:45.405+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lovey Dovey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reads'/><title type='text'>If You, I Will</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;“Would I walk through fire/ Just to be with you, to be with you, yeah/ Would I cross an ocean/ Just to hold you, yeah/ Would I give up all I have / To see you smile, to see you smile/ Would I walk through hell  and not think twice/ Baby I would, Baby I will/ Baby I could, Baby I can/ Do anything you ask me/ Baby I can, Baby I could/ Baby I would” - O-Town - Baby I Would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;If you are down, I will be there to hold you back up.&lt;br /&gt;If you fall, I will be there to catch you.&lt;br /&gt;If you jump, I will be there to break your fall.&lt;br /&gt;If you are lost, I will be the light that shine your way.&lt;br /&gt;If you can’t walk, I will run the extra mile for you.&lt;br /&gt;If you need me, I will be there.&lt;br /&gt;If you cry, I will put the smile back.&lt;br /&gt;If you are lonely, I will be your star.&lt;br /&gt;If your world is dark, I will be your sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;If your world is without a song, I will sing the tune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-8288610426500854571?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/8288610426500854571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-you-i-will.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/8288610426500854571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/8288610426500854571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-you-i-will.html' title='If You, I Will'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-8390666954688071270</id><published>2010-01-01T23:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T21:12:31.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Images'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lovey Dovey'/><title type='text'>Love. Light. Pages</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/Sz4QiF9--dI/AAAAAAAAAIg/EzZUJeW1r7s/s1600-h/tumblr_kup41zg99P1qayae9o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421789179304409554" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/Sz4QiF9--dI/AAAAAAAAAIg/EzZUJeW1r7s/s400/tumblr_kup41zg99P1qayae9o1_500.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 467px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 600px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love. Light. Pages&lt;/i&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/3676218642594072271-8390666954688071270?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/8390666954688071270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/8390666954688071270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/8390666954688071270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='Love. Light. Pages'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/Sz4QiF9--dI/AAAAAAAAAIg/EzZUJeW1r7s/s72-c/tumblr_kup41zg99P1qayae9o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-5781637791174137284</id><published>2010-01-01T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T00:14:36.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>Sometimes, All You Need Is One</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(148, 148, 148); line-height: 18px; font-family:arial, san-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;“At this moment, there are 6 billion, 4 hundred, 71 million, 8 hundred, 18 thousand, 6 hundred, 71 people in the world. Some are running scared.. some are coming home. Some tell lies to make it through the day.. others are just now facing the truth. Some are evil men at war with good, and some are good.. struggling with evil. 6 billion people in the world, 6 billion souls - and sometimes, all you need is 1.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny isn’t it, how sometimes one soul matters so much in your life that you can’t imagine life without him/her? They matter so much that sometimes, whether you like it or not, you keep thinking about them, wondering what they are doing, or how they are doing, or if he/she is moving on fine. It could be your lover, your boyfriend or your girlfriend, your parents, your best friend or even, that particular someone who you care so much about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s funny isn’t it? There are 6 billion souls in the world, and sometimes all you need is one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing here is this: one soul - someone you truly care about - he/she won’t be here for long. Life is indeed cruel, one minute you are with them, the next minute, they might be gone. So, look at that one person you care most about - your lover, your boyfriend or your girlfriend, your parents, your best friend or even, that particular someone who you care so much about - and tell him/her how much he/she means to you. Give them a peck on the cheek, give them a big hug or just tell them face to face that they mean so, so much to you. Treasure your loved ones for life is sometimes cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 6 billion souls in the world, and sometimes all you need is one. Tell them how much they mean to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-5781637791174137284?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/5781637791174137284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes-all-you-need-is-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/5781637791174137284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/5781637791174137284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes-all-you-need-is-one.html' title='Sometimes, All You Need Is One'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-3699116924375212215</id><published>2010-01-01T22:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:44:29.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lovey Dovey'/><title type='text'>10 Things I Like About You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(148, 148, 148); line-height: 18px; font-family:arial, san-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 9px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; font-weight: normal; line-height: 18px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;“I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you’re always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it when you’re not around, and the fact that you didn’t call. But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.” - 10 Things I Hate About You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;10 Things I Like About You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Your smile and the goofy way that you laugh&lt;br /&gt;2) How you pretend not to care about me but in fact you do&lt;br /&gt;3) How you would always try to make me jealous even though you know I hate it&lt;br /&gt;4) How you seem so strong on the outside, but you are actually the sweetest thing inside&lt;br /&gt;5) How we would just lie down and talk about nothing till the wee hours of the morning&lt;br /&gt;6) How you would stroke my hair and call it yours&lt;br /&gt;7) The way you look at me when I close my eyes, then you closed your eyes and I look at you&lt;br /&gt;8) How you would give me a peck on my cheek when I least expect it&lt;br /&gt;9) How you would randomly text me, as little as that may be&lt;br /&gt;10) How you would lean close to me so that I could hug you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676218642594072271-3699116924375212215?l=nickleschow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/feeds/3699116924375212215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/10-things-i-like-about-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/3699116924375212215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676218642594072271/posts/default/3699116924375212215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickleschow.blogspot.com/2010/01/10-things-i-like-about-you.html' title='10 Things I Like About You'/><author><name>nickleschow™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01578779401971827054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uJU5pQ9D5Q/S0NzmL7UpEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pqGyOFQdxVo/S220/251220092470.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676218642594072271.post-2504389711268992674</id><published>2010-01-01T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:45:22.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>You Are Here For A Reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(148, 148, 148); line-height: 18px; font-family:arial, san-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;“You ever look at a picture of yourself and see a stranger in the background? It makes you wonder how many strangers have pictures of you, how many moments of other peoples lives have we been in, we’re we a part of someone’s life when their dreams came true, or were we there when their dreams died. Did we keep trying to get in, as if we were somehow destined to be there, or did the shot take us by surprise. Just think, you could be a big part of someone else’s life, and not even know it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 9px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; text-decoration: none; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;Do you find yourself asking what’s your purpose in life? Or why are you here on Earth in the first place? Have you ever find yourself wondering what would it be like if you are not here anymore? Would you be missed? Would people know you are here in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As strange as it may sound - no matter how much you dislike your life or no matter how much you think your life sucks - you are here for a reason. You might not know it now, you might not know why, but you are here for a reason. It doesn’t matter how small you are, you could be a big part of someone else’s life and you might not know it. It doesn’t matter if you know that particular someone - it might just be some stranger you meet on the streets - you will never know what your smile means to them. Your smile can light up his/her life, or better yet, your smile might be the sign they were waiting for all this while, to give them a reason to just hold on for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are here for a reason. You could be a big part of someone else’s life and not even know it. Smile, because you do not know how many people are falling in love with your smile. 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