<?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-32160420</id><updated>2011-07-28T17:26:17.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life'sabyetch</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>184</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-4811376954383532620</id><published>2011-01-26T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T05:58:20.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its weird why i only think of my blog every time when im really down, have no where to go. it's been a long time since im back here. well,  it just feels like a min ago i had everything and now im not sure if i even have any left. thing is im really not sure of anything anymore. things happen for a reason and in the end u can only blame urself. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why cant i make ppl really happy even when i try so hard, be a person someone would go "I'm so lucky to have you!" or maybe thats abit of a overstatement... sigh. its been so long since i last blog..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dear blog, i once rely so much on you, shared all my real feelings to you, now even u feel like a stranger to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-4811376954383532620?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/4811376954383532620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=4811376954383532620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4811376954383532620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4811376954383532620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-weird-why-i-only-think-of-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-8005347293865154836</id><published>2010-04-05T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T10:35:47.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'M MISSING ONE LETTER. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;plese understnd the spelling errors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;it's been sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo dmn bloody long since I lst did this. I'm sorry, just hve something else better to do ll the time. nywys, i'm not relly bck to blogging, just something of joy in my hert tht i wnt to express. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It hs been tiring since my lst project in school n now, not ny better, worse in fct. cuse i'm working. nothing gret bout it. work is work. s for pssion, well. thts wht i'm gonn tlk bout. something is greter thn pssion now. n tht is love. relly. I relized tht nothing bets it. fmily love. buddy love. n love love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;sounds like lot of people but relly theres only three. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;fmily love = mum&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;buddy love = wee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;love love = b&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you think 7 dys in one week is too lil, wit till you work. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i just wnt to sy, im sorry when I disappoint but nyhows... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;here is  mother tht i'll lwys respect nd tresure &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;here is  true friend tht is hrd to find nd styed unlike others&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;here is the love of my life tht i wnt to protect nd pmper, never wnt to lose.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;it's ll tht i need. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;love you ll. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&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/32160420-8005347293865154836?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/8005347293865154836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=8005347293865154836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/8005347293865154836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/8005347293865154836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-missing-one-letter.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-3871441260167689623</id><published>2010-03-01T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T09:27:20.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jake's blog is officially dying. Probably breathing rapidly for its last. I really lost passion in all online chores. Facebook, msn and blogging seem to tire me alot. I probably will reboot the whole thing again if I blog with pictures. Thing is. I got nothing to take with. 2.0mp camera on my phone is not really motivating. I am bored to death. I feel like I've lost all passion for awhile. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's scary, really. I mean how can I want to do so many things at the same time yet feel like doing nothing at all. I told myself, ok, thats it. I am going to rest after fyp. In my room, on my bed, I sat there watching my tv of the movies I downloaded. I enjoy some. Then I felt wasted after 10mins. I say, why not finish my fyp, I opened my editing software and then I give a long long let out "geeeeeeeeeeeeee..." n I closed it within my next blink. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only thing that I'll never be sick of is making b happy. But that, I'm not very good at. Yet she can always count on me when she needs me. Ahhhh, my only joy. She doesn't know just a extra laugh triggered by me really, really makes my day. Sometimes I wish the only thing that can make her happy is me. But well, can never rid selfish thoughts from human minds. Just want to say, I'm glad we're going smooth and what is ahead will be better. Because you know I'll work extra harder for you. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, this is a rather depressing night. I'll shall go watch another movie before think of jumping off the window. I live on the second floor by the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good night n ilu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-3871441260167689623?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/3871441260167689623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=3871441260167689623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3871441260167689623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3871441260167689623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2010/03/jakes-blog-is-officially-dying.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-7435184351314374491</id><published>2010-02-14T08:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T08:57:32.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jake has very bad flu now&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because 10mins ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he was bathing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;half way thru he remembered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he forgotten to bring his phone along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he thought he heard ringing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so he took his towel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ran out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;checked the phone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no calls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he stoned in disappointment &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for another 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jake has very bad flu now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and have not touch the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;newly bought resident evil 5 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because. =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-7435184351314374491?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/7435184351314374491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=7435184351314374491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/7435184351314374491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/7435184351314374491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2010/02/jake-has-very-bad-flu-now-because.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-6087464234015737061</id><published>2010-02-14T08:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T08:29:22.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I MISS MY GIRLFRIEND SO BADLY =(((((&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no mood no mood no mood for anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not even for movies. game. or even sitting down doing nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS YOU BETTY YEO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-6087464234015737061?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/6087464234015737061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=6087464234015737061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/6087464234015737061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/6087464234015737061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-miss-my-girlfriend-so-badly-no-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-41636795913161189</id><published>2010-01-30T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T08:13:23.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so terrible to always have muffin asking me to blog. Seems like guys really ain't the blogger types. But at least I have one of my own. haha. My girl always have ways in her words. Like how she confess about her angers and mood swings that have affected not just her but me =( but just a simple entry like that makes all that I dwell upon fade away. This is why I always keep a strong heart when we're faced with problems because at the end it always ends with smiling eyes and a warm hug. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am overwhelmingly happy that she talked about connecting back with God again somehow. Just gives me a peace of us going through all the impossibles and the road ahead of us together. So many many things that can ruin a relationship. Money, dreams, discontentment, jealousy, satisfaction and what so ever. But really, before we got together, I always pray to God, about her, about us, most of the time. Its really bad. Because it's not about us, it's about our relationship with just Him. but God knows when your heart is distracted and filled with so many worries that you want him to clear away. And guess what he did. Back then, muffin was really sick and we're always having issues getting together, so I just kept repeating to him, heal her from all her pain and let us be together and have peace.. I am willingly wait and to give. And frankly speaking, both of us together, haha, we're really not holy enough. But then, we have faith. Thats why the fire is still burning on that melting candle. And with faith, God does not give up on us. Today, her post is like one of my prayers answered. I said to Him '' I don't have the power to bring her back to you cause i'm not as strong yet but you have the power and I know you will. Please guide me and her and let our love be part of your blessing and let it last as long as we live. geee. i sound so epic and lil mushy gross again. sigh but yea. when i pray, i'm pretty epic. But I mean every word. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yea, i'm still getting on my feet, walking with Him, alongside with you. please dont give up on me when you fall. Because every time you fall, I look up and I pray. And then I give all I have just to reach out for you. So be patient with me kay. I'm glad his watching over us. Because today I feel the peace. =) Be patient with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shit... this is a really long entry. Better go bathe, call you back and get back to work. =P Love you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-41636795913161189?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/41636795913161189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=41636795913161189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/41636795913161189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/41636795913161189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-feel-so-terrible-to-always-have.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-9181471757864076033</id><published>2010-01-08T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T09:23:45.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoho! [one of b's favorite word when she's amazed]. hahahha. yes, finally had a lil break to blog a lil. been really really packed and busy lately. my poor lil girls sick, must be all the over works with me. never feel bad of me taking care of you alright? i want to be there, every sec, every day for you if i can, even if you're not sick. whenever you miss me. i want to be there. haha. n i really cant do without a hug from you everyday betty yeo. love you so much! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;for my only buddy. i'm sorry ive been such an asshole. things might have changed, but i'm not someone who will let the old good days just pass like that. i miss the chillings in the old days and awesome long dinners =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-9181471757864076033?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/9181471757864076033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=9181471757864076033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/9181471757864076033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/9181471757864076033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2010/01/hoho-one-of-bs-favorite-word-when-shes.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-3167329519775127341</id><published>2009-12-11T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T03:17:08.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SyIXXahsIBI/AAAAAAAAAvw/5Szmq3poItE/s1600-h/Photo+on+2009-11-15+at+21.49_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SyIXXahsIBI/AAAAAAAAAvw/5Szmq3poItE/s320/Photo+on+2009-11-15+at+21.49_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413915393077813266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I had to do something really really really stupid for betty yeo shi mee yesterday ;not gonna say what i did, but it was because she was upset with my previous post. She said it was pathetically short and meaningless compared to hers so therefore! I am going to retype one more just for her =D. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;SO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;when she first knew me, i was like all knowledgeable and awesome because of my works in school. but now, almost every sentence of hers has a 'you stupid or what' in it. LOL. Almost all the time she bites and slaps me when shes stress or just so she can hear the 'piak!' sound or see the bite marks. i do miss the times when i was still "Jake" that tall guy that attracted her just by a little. But I miss her even more now when shes not around although i see her almost every single day, calling me "Nam" a guy now clumsy and stupid to her yet loves so much more. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;There are times when we're just tired and in complete silence, these are the times when i look at her carefully. I see not only the girl I love but someone so responsible, loving and caring. Sure there are times when she is tired of things, taking care of the whole family and so independently solving her own problems. She deserves a rest and so much more. I can't even imagine myself in her place. B, you're really amazing. Many times, she throws her small tempers on me;well i can be really stupid at some stuff but i will always just take it in because at least now when shes upset, tired and frustrated, I am there for here to vent alittle fire in her heart. =) that is why of all people, she i can take all the heat from. Even if I get angry, I always try to take it easy, not because I'm scared to offend her but it's because she really deserves a let out. Best part is she always hugs me after that. awwwww. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;The first time I see her doing her housework, I was in awe. From mopping, cooking, cleaning to tidying. Every single thing to be done in the house... God, I just want to help her. Or at least be around. To be frank, I am seriously lazy at home. Aside my room, I dont really care much about the other stuff at home but now when I see cloths not folded, dishes not washed, ill do them. That's when I miss her too. HAHAHAHA. pardon the mushy-ness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I use to nag and complain to God why that someone just dont come. That was since 5 years ago. I'm not looking for a girl, not looking for a pretty face, not looking for someone hot. i'm looking for someone that I really love and someone that loves me too. And when you love someone that much, that person is the prettiest and the most attractable but still you are really pretty! Even the imperfections/venerability becomes something of a close connection only you and the person dare share. That is what i have with her and what i treasure more than anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;And above all that I have said, especially the bites and the slaps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Every part of you I love and Every time of yours I want to share. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;God always listen to your prayers. Just have to be patient and wait for the time to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like i always say to you. Really want to see us go all the way till we're wrinkly and fat. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/32160420-3167329519775127341?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/3167329519775127341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=3167329519775127341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3167329519775127341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3167329519775127341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-had-to-do-something-really-really.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SyIXXahsIBI/AAAAAAAAAvw/5Szmq3poItE/s72-c/Photo+on+2009-11-15+at+21.49_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-3184827285698074896</id><published>2009-12-05T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T08:25:38.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&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:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Days&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;                                                        &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;    Muffin&lt;/span&gt; &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;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;                                                            &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Yeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SxqFZGG2yYI/AAAAAAAAAvo/vDis0_CWFAw/s1600-h/LOVE-748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SxqFZGG2yYI/AAAAAAAAAvo/vDis0_CWFAw/s320/LOVE-748.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411784568421665154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We yearn to see each other &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:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;everyday.&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:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SxqFYs6hXmI/AAAAAAAAAvg/KNFHPvE33RY/s1600-h/Photo+on+2009-11-15+at+21.48+%233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SxqFYs6hXmI/AAAAAAAAAvg/KNFHPvE33RY/s320/Photo+on+2009-11-15+at+21.48+%233.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411784561659043426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Now, we&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:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;yearn for a hug each day X)&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/32160420-3184827285698074896?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/3184827285698074896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=3184827285698074896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3184827285698074896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3184827285698074896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/12/days-with-muffin-yeo-we-yearn-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SxqFZGG2yYI/AAAAAAAAAvo/vDis0_CWFAw/s72-c/LOVE-748.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-15856005384167922</id><published>2009-11-23T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T03:40:30.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;dont kill me when u come back. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Swpz8hgwFWI/AAAAAAAAAvY/UbgQ72QABT4/s1600/WEEWEE-1157.png" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Swpz8hgwFWI/AAAAAAAAAvY/UbgQ72QABT4/s320/WEEWEE-1157.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407261786236786018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SwpzhacIKGI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/xhqSTPVCus0/s1600/ANIMALS-124.jpeg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SwpzhacIKGI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/xhqSTPVCus0/s320/ANIMALS-124.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407261320481876066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Swpzaa5UtaI/AAAAAAAAAvI/ZtvrOLH9W_M/s1600/ANIMALS-132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Swpzaa5UtaI/AAAAAAAAAvI/ZtvrOLH9W_M/s320/ANIMALS-132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407261200345249186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SwpzaIB1X4I/AAAAAAAAAvA/U746duCo60Q/s1600/WEEWEE-1130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SwpzaIB1X4I/AAAAAAAAAvA/U746duCo60Q/s320/WEEWEE-1130.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407261195280670594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SwpzZq4_iEI/AAAAAAAAAu4/vV-xoeNsMeI/s1600/WEEWEE-1148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SwpzZq4_iEI/AAAAAAAAAu4/vV-xoeNsMeI/s320/WEEWEE-1148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407261187458959426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SwpzZc--aMI/AAAAAAAAAuw/eww31rZUWEM/s1600/WEEWEE-1150.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SwpzZc--aMI/AAAAAAAAAuw/eww31rZUWEM/s320/WEEWEE-1150.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407261183725955266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', 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:'courier new', serif;"&gt;HAHAHA. i really dont know what to say but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;really pictures tells alot more right. =..=''.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;my friend just laughed at me and said that this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;is damn cheesy but ya. WAHHAHA. dont get married to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;a cow there man. come back soon. ill miss hanging out. =)&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/32160420-15856005384167922?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/15856005384167922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=15856005384167922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/15856005384167922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/15856005384167922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/11/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Swpz8hgwFWI/AAAAAAAAAvY/UbgQ72QABT4/s72-c/WEEWEE-1157.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-230876455354736038</id><published>2009-10-13T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T18:41:01.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love my new phone&lt;div&gt;its not expensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it only has 2mp camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is not better than my old phone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is alot faster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it has a cooler interface than my old phone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it has a better music player&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is super light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is damn friendly-user &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and above all else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mum bought it =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-230876455354736038?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/230876455354736038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=230876455354736038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/230876455354736038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/230876455354736038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-my-new-phone-its-not-expensive.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-6874226808994088376</id><published>2009-10-10T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T09:32:26.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i went for one of my cousins wedding dinner. tell you the truth i still feel that my mum and i, we're just out of place. And I always feel that her other sisters are actually kinda looking down on her at times, or otherwise pitying her. actually.. i will too. i realized much diff my mum and her sisters have. they look so vibrant and proud of their family, their children smart and steady, like they have everything and my mum although still smiling...yet not abit did that hide away her tired dull face. compared to her sisters, most who are her elder ones, she looked so much older and weaker. As the only son, I feel... really really incapable. I feel useless and helpless that my mum couldn't live a better life like her other sisters. and it is only now, recently that i try to reach out for her and love her not just inwards but outwards. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet, of all the downsides i think of myself, i felt the strength and the confidence God gave me today. i feel like i will make my mum happy and proud in the near future. and the next time we visit our relatives, it will be different, she will look better, stronger, happier and be proud of her hard work she has put in to make this family work, to support me and mould me into someone she will want to see in. this for sure, will not have happened if i did not go to church and learn of the word of god. the change came from there. i use to be a free thinker. talking about logics and how much i think sometimes god is just a wild imagination. but now i think otherwise. i feel the presence of him. moulding me. changing me. yes, i have changed. but it is a good change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Doubt is powerful, it can make you wonder and change your perspective of thinking endlessly. Trust, also is yet another powerful, gives you nothing more but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to church several times and this is the third time God has impacted me with his words, through bible study or today's sermon or even just probably me thinking about how great he is gave me understanding and strength i've never had. feels like another break through for me. haha. well, i myself cant believe i have typed all this. but truly, things i dont understand i am finally understanding. So I just want to thank you lord for all. you have touched me. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(84, 84, 84); line-height: 14px; font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have come that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;they may have life,&lt;br /&gt;and have it to the full.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2010:10;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 106, 128); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(207, 226, 229); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;John 10:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/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/32160420-6874226808994088376?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/6874226808994088376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=6874226808994088376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/6874226808994088376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/6874226808994088376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-i-went-for-one-of-my-cousins.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-4355783618539255358</id><published>2009-10-06T19:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T19:12:44.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Ssv4h3ECQNI/AAAAAAAAAug/fsrTomYCAwc/s1600-h/500DaysPoster.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Ssv4h3ECQNI/AAAAAAAAAug/fsrTomYCAwc/s320/500DaysPoster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389674639679176914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I can't wait for this movie.&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/32160420-4355783618539255358?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/4355783618539255358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=4355783618539255358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4355783618539255358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4355783618539255358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Ssv4h3ECQNI/AAAAAAAAAug/fsrTomYCAwc/s72-c/500DaysPoster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-5038786695126125383</id><published>2009-09-24T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T06:57:34.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5bBmIhOxxmk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/5bBmIhOxxmk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;haha. since someone said my posts are too emo. Ive decided to post this online &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;cause it really made me laugh a lil. the baby is just really.... lol.&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/32160420-5038786695126125383?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/5038786695126125383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=5038786695126125383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/5038786695126125383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/5038786695126125383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/09/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-3089682171984455305</id><published>2009-09-21T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T19:18:42.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Revelation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;that night of despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the wilderness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;abandoned and helpless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he cries where nobody hears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what he call love wavers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what he trusted in falters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what is there left he asked...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then a soothing voice came&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and led him to a place &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where he found once again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the things he lost...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a trust so well kept&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a love never so unwavering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the night falls again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and his mind as clear as water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-3089682171984455305?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/3089682171984455305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=3089682171984455305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3089682171984455305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3089682171984455305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/09/revelation-that-night-of-despair-in.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-3977572569168066227</id><published>2009-09-09T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T19:53:45.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;21st&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:'courier new', fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&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:'courier new', fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;simple yet the best =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SqhlthVQXII/AAAAAAAAAuY/K9Nk38bjZbY/s1600-h/GetAttachment-6.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SqhlthVQXII/AAAAAAAAAuY/K9Nk38bjZbY/s320/GetAttachment-6.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379661587610098818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SqhltVjYCuI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/QFwzGj-6tBo/s1600-h/GetAttachment-4.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SqhltVjYCuI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/QFwzGj-6tBo/s320/GetAttachment-4.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379661584448096994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Sqhls1tSXnI/AAAAAAAAAuI/touY_k4AlKE/s1600-h/compile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 80px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Sqhls1tSXnI/AAAAAAAAAuI/touY_k4AlKE/s320/compile.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379661575899733618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SqhlsgsCkFI/AAAAAAAAAuA/KMVVif0lrDY/s1600-h/10730_1072094697274_1673356284_146918_7500532_n2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SqhlsgsCkFI/AAAAAAAAAuA/KMVVif0lrDY/s320/10730_1072094697274_1673356284_146918_7500532_n2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379661570257358930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SqhlfeGToGI/AAAAAAAAAt4/jpcpZxf8OPI/s1600-h/10730_1072094617272_1673356284_146916_573245_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SqhlfeGToGI/AAAAAAAAAt4/jpcpZxf8OPI/s320/10730_1072094617272_1673356284_146916_573245_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379661346223923298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Sqhlew-vHFI/AAAAAAAAAtw/VqZkRhmA8fM/s1600-h/9230_156601570489_515790489_3984827_7962690_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Sqhlew-vHFI/AAAAAAAAAtw/VqZkRhmA8fM/s320/9230_156601570489_515790489_3984827_7962690_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379661334112574546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SqhleaP2dWI/AAAAAAAAAto/RlHOH3WfR-s/s1600-h/9230_156600910489_515790489_3984776_4531344_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SqhleaP2dWI/AAAAAAAAAto/RlHOH3WfR-s/s320/9230_156600910489_515790489_3984776_4531344_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379661328010343778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SqhleNW5TCI/AAAAAAAAAtg/SxclSO2y2js/s1600-h/9230_156600825489_515790489_3984773_7151838_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SqhleNW5TCI/AAAAAAAAAtg/SxclSO2y2js/s320/9230_156600825489_515790489_3984773_7151838_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379661324550229026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SqhldquxEBI/AAAAAAAAAtY/kHe__XpZI_A/s1600-h/9230_156600570489_515790489_3984768_2517583_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SqhldquxEBI/AAAAAAAAAtY/kHe__XpZI_A/s320/9230_156600570489_515790489_3984768_2517583_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379661315255111698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;seriously, i didn't really expect my 21st to be a huge ass party or those sort but I do hope for a change.and yes, there is a change =) huge change. Every time I celebrate my birthday with wee, jul &amp;amp; jess,I just feel that although we don't always meet up but at least we're always there for each other and especially for wee and i. We get closer and closer as friend or buddy as the years pass by. It is something that I am proud of. To have a friend like her. And frankly speaking, I really treasure my friendship with you wee. It is through so much problem that we realized that what is unshaken and will always be there is our friendship eh? =) haha. you're the best of the best wee. oh! and I just have to say, juleen, the card&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;really came as a shock. HAHA. its something sweet. thankyou~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&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-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Not to say, this year i finally got to celebrate my bday with someone who stole my heart. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;b, I can see that you try to give your very best and it is the best! haha. I love the presents and the pleasant surprises. I love the fact that you are there when the clock hits 12 and it is just a blessing that I have you by my side. you're amazing and i love you =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&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-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;...and for all the friends who were there. THANK YOU so much. happy bday to you too SHOLLEH! =D&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/32160420-3977572569168066227?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/3977572569168066227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=3977572569168066227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3977572569168066227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3977572569168066227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/09/21st-birthday-simple-yet-best.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SqhlthVQXII/AAAAAAAAAuY/K9Nk38bjZbY/s72-c/GetAttachment-6.aspx.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-4213899309220401805</id><published>2009-08-31T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:24:54.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>with it flash before my eyes&lt;div&gt;i still stood where my feet lies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never have i been so lifted &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and at the same time so lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my bottle is half filled for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are my runaway answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-4213899309220401805?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/4213899309220401805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=4213899309220401805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4213899309220401805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4213899309220401805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/08/with-it-flash-before-my-eyes-i-still.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-7129019315201572075</id><published>2009-08-26T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:38:57.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SpTmDF5391I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/zzf9LG3HruM/s1600-h/final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 189px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SpTmDF5391I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/zzf9LG3HruM/s320/final.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374173196158760786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;life is beautiful if you believe in god.&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/32160420-7129019315201572075?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/7129019315201572075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=7129019315201572075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/7129019315201572075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/7129019315201572075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-is-beautiful-if-you-believe-in-god.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SpTmDF5391I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/zzf9LG3HruM/s72-c/final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-1789238565618561256</id><published>2009-08-13T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T21:58:55.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am tired of internship. really really bored with it. i find no purpose to wake up early just to end up trying really hard to find something to do like i'm desperate for it. things that... well, has really nothing much to do with my course. for instance. making coffee. which i do lesser now but nonetheless i feel like theres so much more that i can be. but yest. b kinda enlightened me with words that ive once told her "internship is about shit jobs and you just have digest it and get it over with". yea. I hate it when I predict the right things. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have never been happier &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never been feel life's meaning right until now... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jKMs0Ubam_w&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"...the last time god lost faith in us, he sent a flood. This time, he send angels..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-1789238565618561256?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/1789238565618561256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=1789238565618561256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/1789238565618561256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/1789238565618561256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-tired-of-internship.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-8201080344426527437</id><published>2009-08-03T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T02:28:48.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Snas8ay76AI/AAAAAAAAAsU/Xp5QjTOYAp4/s1600-h/DSC00484.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Snas8ay76AI/AAAAAAAAAsU/Xp5QjTOYAp4/s320/DSC00484.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365666160043616258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;she "prayed" to the cake for at least 2mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAMA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is pretty funny how i think this is the first time in close to 21 years of my life that i am celebrating my mum's bday. i decided to make spaghetti for my mum along with mushroom soup. Something simple. B bought flowers for my mum. She plucked out all the thorns on the roses before giving it to her. so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;. never fail to make me =). she was really encouraging, making sure this day will be special for her. and it was. we also took pictures with B's polaroid camera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was simple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was just the three of us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was nothing fanciful &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it didn't cost alot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it was the best...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a day my mum have always dreamed of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a scene that ive always imagined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a scene of having a dinner with the ones that i loved. like a family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never seen her smile and laugh like this. so real...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;i know you will say that it's all because of me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;but still...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;thank you b. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/32160420-8201080344426527437?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Snas8ay76AI/AAAAAAAAAsU/Xp5QjTOYAp4/s72-c/DSC00484.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-4255582920375207886</id><published>2009-07-29T02:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T02:42:31.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i WILL become a director. someday. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-4255582920375207886?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/4255582920375207886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=4255582920375207886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4255582920375207886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4255582920375207886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-will-become-director.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-69492442322273662</id><published>2009-07-20T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T10:05:35.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;what comes around, goes around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-69492442322273662?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/69492442322273662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=69492442322273662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/69492442322273662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/69492442322273662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-comes-around-goes-around.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-5254511817988872527</id><published>2009-07-14T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T00:01:54.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so much had changed.. the aspects and perspective of my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the way i see things now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the things that i desire so much clearer and real unlike before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;never thought i'll be this weak and yet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this strong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for everything. i just want to thank you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and god. =)&lt;/span&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/32160420-5254511817988872527?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/5254511817988872527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=5254511817988872527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/5254511817988872527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/5254511817988872527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-much-had-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-4486050635171981431</id><published>2009-06-24T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T03:44:02.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SkIC8C_Kj-I/AAAAAAAAAsM/nSEur0WiUbU/s1600-h/DSC_0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SkIC8C_Kj-I/AAAAAAAAAsM/nSEur0WiUbU/s320/DSC_0029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350842537886781410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SkIBwksoM5I/AAAAAAAAAsE/NQihHQf0zkg/s1600-h/DSC_0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SkIBwksoM5I/AAAAAAAAAsE/NQihHQf0zkg/s320/DSC_0075.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350841241265779602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUL'S&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; BDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: medium;"&gt;!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;simple dinner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;simple reunion &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;simple old times&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;simple bla bla bla&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;just nice to hang out again &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;photos credit to angeline chong =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/32160420-4486050635171981431?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/4486050635171981431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=4486050635171981431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4486050635171981431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4486050635171981431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/06/juls-bday-simple-dinner-simple-reunion.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SkIC8C_Kj-I/AAAAAAAAAsM/nSEur0WiUbU/s72-c/DSC_0029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-4099716990487205177</id><published>2009-06-18T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T22:27:33.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>once again i asked the question.&lt;div&gt;i asked why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then i asked why again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why bring me such joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then have me crushed down by it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only hope for something simple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; and to be loved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont understand...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what are you trying to do dear lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-4099716990487205177?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/4099716990487205177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=4099716990487205177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4099716990487205177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4099716990487205177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/06/once-again-i-asked-question.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-1854648379279854421</id><published>2009-06-17T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T05:26:29.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so much uncertainty. &lt;div&gt;so much doubt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet so much for me not to let go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-1854648379279854421?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/1854648379279854421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=1854648379279854421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/1854648379279854421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/1854648379279854421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-much-uncertainty.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-84194952500656494</id><published>2009-06-06T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T09:45:19.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;without you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I would have not known who I am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I would have been alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I would have given up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Thank you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;wee wee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-84194952500656494?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/84194952500656494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=84194952500656494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/84194952500656494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/84194952500656494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/06/without-you-i-would-not-have-known-who.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-7594209200497528838</id><published>2009-05-19T10:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T10:15:58.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am solid sure of what I want to be next time. Very very sure. I love my job. =) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-7594209200497528838?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/7594209200497528838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=7594209200497528838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/7594209200497528838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/7594209200497528838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-solid-sure-of-what-i-want-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-5614340323687090673</id><published>2009-05-19T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:39:00.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm worried &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;sickkkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-5614340323687090673?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/5614340323687090673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=5614340323687090673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/5614340323687090673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/5614340323687090673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-worried-sickkkkkkkkkkkkk.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-8061349997077395361</id><published>2009-05-16T02:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T02:38:51.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jake stepped on a bear trap.&lt;div&gt;But he's not a bear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-8061349997077395361?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/8061349997077395361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=8061349997077395361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/8061349997077395361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/8061349997077395361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/05/jake-stepped-on-bear-trap.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-6783863100198631126</id><published>2009-05-05T19:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:01:46.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sweetest&lt;/span&gt; thing happening so far...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-6783863100198631126?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/6783863100198631126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=6783863100198631126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/6783863100198631126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/6783863100198631126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/05/sweetest-thing-happening-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-6413449063084552687</id><published>2009-04-29T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T07:12:24.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;AND HERE WE GO AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i'll be back...&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/32160420-6413449063084552687?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/6413449063084552687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=6413449063084552687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/6413449063084552687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/6413449063084552687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-here-we-go-again-ill-be-back.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-3442199123941004416</id><published>2009-04-20T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T04:34:49.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;FIRST DAY OF SCH'S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;NOT BAD.&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/32160420-3442199123941004416?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/3442199123941004416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=3442199123941004416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3442199123941004416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3442199123941004416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-day-of-schs-not-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-5832097129472866888</id><published>2009-04-19T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T03:19:32.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is the last day. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye to waking up not knowing what to do next&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye to thinking of what show to watch next until the clock ticks 4am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye to feeling bad not doing anything climatical in this chapter of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye to having any chance of asking anyone out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye to waking up late in the bright sunny afternoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye to feeling happy being alone at home without feeling depress at the same time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye to having no concern of earning any money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye to all the lying around at home. *i'm seriously going to miss this one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye to my holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;i just want things to be the way it is. &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/32160420-5832097129472866888?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/5832097129472866888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=5832097129472866888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/5832097129472866888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/5832097129472866888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-is-last-day.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-7227637964640412184</id><published>2009-04-18T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T02:42:42.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SemfiSTObJI/AAAAAAAAApY/3G4ZvKz0ZL4/s1600-h/DSC00428.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;So so so, a few more days to the start of a new sem. Like I said I really am satisfied with my holiday although I felt really bad for slacking so much &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;BUT... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i just heard from yuan that this will officially be the last holiday that we're going to have. NOOOOO. i didn't know. I would have done something if i knew!!! like save up some money and... and i dont know, travel?  thailand, malaysia, where ever... ahhhhh. I feel like this is the last day of me sitting on my couch eating junk food watching neverending shows that ive downloaded. darn .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Sigh, life goes on... anyway, was suppose to do a short film this holiday but for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;SOME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: normal; font-size:medium;"&gt;reasons that I will not go into, it has once again been delayed. fuck. anyhows, my team and I went to req at potong paseh and chinatown. It was pretty fun and i sure miss taking pictures. with my phone. duh, not like i have a dslr, hell, i dont even have a normal digi cam. but hey, my camera on my phone is pretty decent at 5mp. not bad at all ok. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and so i started clicking....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Sema1E0RG5I/AAAAAAAAApI/gREfw2miBmk/s1600-h/DSC00419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Sema1E0RG5I/AAAAAAAAApI/gREfw2miBmk/s320/DSC00419.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325958270959033234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at random things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Sema0-LATCI/AAAAAAAAApA/jpmRTzDKThU/s1600-h/DSC00401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Sema0-LATCI/AAAAAAAAApA/jpmRTzDKThU/s320/DSC00401.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325958269175352354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is not at all a planned shot. angie and yuan actually &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;set timer on her digi cam and ran to boon and i while&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we were observing the place. and TADA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Sema0v8ufiI/AAAAAAAAAo4/bPCdrzdCd-c/s1600-h/DSC00384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Sema0v8ufiI/AAAAAAAAAo4/bPCdrzdCd-c/s320/DSC00384.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325958265357368866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, i'm also a pervert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Sema0bh5qFI/AAAAAAAAAow/B2-72T39UL4/s1600-h/DSC00360.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Sema0bh5qFI/AAAAAAAAAow/B2-72T39UL4/s320/DSC00360.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325958259876145234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;boon blends in with the orange pole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SemfiX3vX9I/AAAAAAAAApQ/W-e9fXA8PUg/s320/DSC00435.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325963447214497746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i know, it's fking gay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SemfiSTObJI/AAAAAAAAApY/3G4ZvKz0ZL4/s320/DSC00428.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325963445719166098" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just love b&amp;amp;w and it hides my ugly red blemishes too. LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Sema0JrwGPI/AAAAAAAAAoo/BgFTR-bSJnU/s1600-h/DSC00426_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Sema0JrwGPI/AAAAAAAAAoo/BgFTR-bSJnU/s320/DSC00426_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325958255085623538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-7227637964640412184?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/7227637964640412184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=7227637964640412184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/7227637964640412184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/7227637964640412184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-so-so-few-more-days-to-start-of-new.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/Sema1E0RG5I/AAAAAAAAApI/gREfw2miBmk/s72-c/DSC00419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-1407129109482097740</id><published>2009-04-18T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T02:06:25.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;we walk the face of earth&lt;/span&gt;______&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SemWgtv8NYI/AAAAAAAAAoA/jkqOCt1pBsc/s320/Crowdedbus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325953523122976130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SemWhpVFv4I/AAAAAAAAAog/TU_vxgU31JY/s1600-h/Crowdedvehicles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SemWhpVFv4I/AAAAAAAAAog/TU_vxgU31JY/s320/Crowdedvehicles.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325953539116482434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SemWhQgBuTI/AAAAAAAAAoY/xCpE2a2k0Qc/s1600-h/Crowdedstreet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SemWhQgBuTI/AAAAAAAAAoY/xCpE2a2k0Qc/s320/Crowdedstreet.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325953532451469618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SemWhBzWoOI/AAAAAAAAAoI/WYJx_6quZ6c/s320/Crowdedstop.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325953528505999586" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SemWhWAuhQI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/27WHcVGrhww/s1600-h/Crowdedtraffic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SemWhWAuhQI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/27WHcVGrhww/s320/Crowdedtraffic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325953533930800386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-1407129109482097740?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/1407129109482097740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=1407129109482097740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/1407129109482097740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/1407129109482097740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-walk-face-of-earth.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SemWgtv8NYI/AAAAAAAAAoA/jkqOCt1pBsc/s72-c/Crowdedbus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-5970062247519368118</id><published>2009-04-14T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:59:53.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after much complain from weewee. I decided to once again change the template of my blog. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sch is going to start again and for once, i am going to say that I had enough of it. Holiday kinda screws up my body clock. Very very unhealthy, yes. I have just finished watching terminator: sarah conner chronicles season 2 and hell, it was great. The season finale was such a cliffhanger. Sadly, it is most likely going to be the last of it because of the low view rates. It is very irresponsible of fox to just let a great show go like this, they didnt even end it properly! agh~ I am going to miss Cameron, the hot terminator in the show. LOL.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I played basketball with ben and christian last night. It was fun although I sucked at playing it now. It was funny seeing familiar faces. I remember the days when basketball was everything, spending most of my time hanging out at the court. How some things change and some just stay the same. Frankly speaking, I am a person who yearns for changes. It's so weird looking back, realizing that part of you or your life hasn't change abit. Sigh, realization can be very depressing sometimes. But change dont just come and I know that. I am just... a coward of my own cruel fate. Does that even make any fking sense? haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-5970062247519368118?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/5970062247519368118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=5970062247519368118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/5970062247519368118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/5970062247519368118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/04/after-much-complain-from-weewee.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-7824724977620264971</id><published>2009-04-12T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T19:20:26.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SeH30WQpUWI/AAAAAAAAAn4/1SKRSbPo_cM/s1600-h/800x600_wallpaper_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SeH30WQpUWI/AAAAAAAAAn4/1SKRSbPo_cM/s320/800x600_wallpaper_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323808713229291874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;IN &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; WITH SOME[&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THING&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;HER NAME IS &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;CAMERON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; AND SHE IS A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;TERMINATOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-7824724977620264971?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/7824724977620264971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=7824724977620264971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/7824724977620264971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/7824724977620264971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-love-with-some-thing-her-name-is.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SeH30WQpUWI/AAAAAAAAAn4/1SKRSbPo_cM/s72-c/800x600_wallpaper_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-2078236129018745831</id><published>2009-04-08T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T00:34:07.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont know to be happy or to be sad. Yup, I just got my results back. Lets talk about the good stuff first, I got three distinction and a B+ for subjects that are related to my course. They are motion graphic, video production, Project 2 and Screenplay. Right, and i'm really happy about it, seriously. Here comes the fked up part, I got C &amp;amp; D+ for the rest. WHAAHHAA. They the subject that are not related to my course at all, such as leadership and communication design? I really dont know how ppl can do well for every single subjects. that is just.... impossible for me. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But frankly speaking. IM STILL HAPPY! hahahha, cause I got 3 distinct in a row. GPA still sucks though, its forever, 2.9. reaching out to the stars for a 3. You know how I always say GPA is stupid and portfolio is the ace. I kinda see things differently now cause I realize that I can never EVER study in overseas. It's just too... expensive. So i need my GPA afterall... to get in a local uni. fuck. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*unless i make it to SIFF(singapore film festival). things then will be diff.&lt;br /&gt;DREAMS... ahhhh... DREAMS...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-2078236129018745831?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/2078236129018745831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=2078236129018745831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/2078236129018745831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/2078236129018745831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-know-to-be-happy-or-to-be-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-6386452945665945098</id><published>2009-04-05T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T02:56:06.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess everyone thinks that Ive already abandoned my blog. hahahhaa. or maybe no one can really figure out how my blog works. dummies =x nevermind. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have mixed feelings these days. must be the holiday mood. fuck. I want to do alot of things. I want to become a better film-maker, make as many god damn short films as possible yet, and frankly, i feel very lazy. very very lazy. and the whether today is so.... great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rain has never been so perfect. Well, i'm exhilarating. Okay, just want to make sure i write something on a daily basis now. hahaha. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-6386452945665945098?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/6386452945665945098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=6386452945665945098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/6386452945665945098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/6386452945665945098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-guess-everyone-thinks-that-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-3897751489187633583</id><published>2009-04-03T20:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T20:27:20.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's amazing how I can't sleep when I have the chance to. Yes, i was busy. School. what else? Three weeks holiday now, with ample time for me to exploit. Nothing more than sitting infront of the flashing box with a jar of chocolate. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Previously on "Jake's life". He had already done two short films in school and is actually satisfied with his works, nonetheless thought it was still not good enough. There is always room for improvement, Jake thought. Planning, filming and editing has relentlessly taken over his days and nights... until now, the three weeks of holiday have finally come to him. He did not wish for it nor did he reject the idea of it. It was all good, feeding himself spoons of chocolate and wasting himself in front of the flashing box until the fifth day when he realized he could not longer fall asleep like the usual. It bothered him because he came back from a late night movie with friends then had one over to waste the rest of the night on a RPG game of exploding bodies of blood. Finally the day should be called off when his friend leaves for the first bus but... this is where it happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He could not sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haunting thoughts once again come back for him. He thinks of loneliness, the things he wished he could have and the- FUCK NO! He stops thinking and stopped forcing himself to sleep with those horrible thoughts. On the lights, took another bathe, clear his head, switched on his beloved MAC and decided to do something else, anything else but think of those horrid questions slithering in his brain. This is when he finally decided that this god damn blog needs a new face. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-3897751489187633583?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/3897751489187633583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=3897751489187633583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3897751489187633583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3897751489187633583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-amazing-how-i-cant-sleep-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-1140836814336776730</id><published>2009-01-30T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:50:35.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just realized how scarily long my neck is.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SYP_gD__7qI/AAAAAAAAAnA/otAMsfaN1xk/s1600-h/n582532494_1949280_187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SYP_gD__7qI/AAAAAAAAAnA/otAMsfaN1xk/s320/n582532494_1949280_187.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297358513012469410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and tall i am. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SYP_f_w6VEI/AAAAAAAAAm4/gA4lYNGD8IM/s1600-h/n582532494_1949278_9611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SYP_f_w6VEI/AAAAAAAAAm4/gA4lYNGD8IM/s320/n582532494_1949278_9611.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297358511875445826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He pan... with no rides but a big dumb statue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SYP_f8BEiPI/AAAAAAAAAmw/nW-AMPOidJQ/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SYP_f8BEiPI/AAAAAAAAAmw/nW-AMPOidJQ/s320/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297358510869481714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and a stupid huge durian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SYP_fzG7C5I/AAAAAAAAAmo/65X0fiVhSqA/s1600-h/GetAttachment-6.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SYP_fzG7C5I/AAAAAAAAAmo/65X0fiVhSqA/s320/GetAttachment-6.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297358508478106514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so all we could do is take loads of pictures. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SYP_PEUUp5I/AAAAAAAAAmg/YjlnuGh_QW4/s1600-h/GetAttachment-5.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SYP_PEUUp5I/AAAAAAAAAmg/YjlnuGh_QW4/s320/GetAttachment-5.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297358221039937426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and more pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SYP_PLZKS2I/AAAAAAAAAmY/vdpukIhKuCc/s1600-h/GetAttachment-4.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SYP_PLZKS2I/AAAAAAAAAmY/vdpukIhKuCc/s320/GetAttachment-4.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297358222939278178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and some more pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SYP_PO-w0jI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/3OvEVZ4RoAc/s1600-h/GetAttachment-3.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SYP_PO-w0jI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/3OvEVZ4RoAc/s320/GetAttachment-3.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297358223902298674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we actually climbed all the way up so we could see the scenery. quite nice actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SYP_PCdF9jI/AAAAAAAAAmI/ClgYgomm7Vo/s1600-h/GetAttachment-2.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SYP_PCdF9jI/AAAAAAAAAmI/ClgYgomm7Vo/s320/GetAttachment-2.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297358220539852338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can already tell who are the guys and the girls in this picture without looking at the face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SYP_OGeP6kI/AAAAAAAAAmA/_7LgfTXuStA/s1600-h/GetAttachment-1.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SYP_OGeP6kI/AAAAAAAAAmA/_7LgfTXuStA/s320/GetAttachment-1.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297358204438571586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this CNY is probably the worst. On the first day of CNY, I stayed at home the whole bloody day and i watched like 7-8 movies. See, i cant even recall. I didn't visit anyone cause my mum wanted to work, can't blame her. At least on the second day i went out with wee, angie and ben. Hoping to seat the rides, hepan usually have. BUT, yup, nothing more than a few dumb statues and colorful lights. Well, it was actually still pretty fun. All the clicking and flashing. Although I didnt step out of the house, I still manage to get alil bit of money from my parents and some random people. but from the looks of it. 2009 really is a bad year. at least to start with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-1140836814336776730?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/1140836814336776730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=1140836814336776730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/1140836814336776730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/1140836814336776730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-just-realized-how-scarily-long-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SYP_gD__7qI/AAAAAAAAAnA/otAMsfaN1xk/s72-c/n582532494_1949280_187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-8600209899788116654</id><published>2009-01-20T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T08:11:47.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now and then I will think about things that will drag me down like a swallowing quick sand. sometimes i dont even understand why I want to make myself sad. do people want to feel sad? well, at least i do and it sux. geee. but trust me, i use to be alot worse. no, i dont do stupid things that involves blood. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know its damn retarded to post really pessimistic sad horrible self insulting entries. what I am sad is if i were to disappear one day, will things be different for anyone? will people even care? Oh wells, i dont really care anymore and I got alot of work to do. so... i shall look forward to CNY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-8600209899788116654?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/8600209899788116654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=8600209899788116654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/8600209899788116654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/8600209899788116654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/01/now-and-then-i-will-think-about-things.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-2059695586012819216</id><published>2009-01-17T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T07:57:51.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SXH_9dCImHI/AAAAAAAAAlM/KxPaoe6lamg/s1600-h/IMG_3186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SXH_9dCImHI/AAAAAAAAAlM/KxPaoe6lamg/s320/IMG_3186.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292292468367726706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on fri, wee, jess, ben, ls and i went to hajilane for food. we didnt know what to do after that until ls suggested bowling. which we did at ecp. and i got the highest score, yay. haha.. so after that we went up and played arcade for awhile and then card games at my place. i got the make-a-rule card and i decided that in the game, forfeit applies for anyone who laughs with any kinda sound, so ure allowed to laugh but you cant make a sound in another words. pretty funny. weewee just... couldnt hold it at first. ben thought that i made the game emo. oh wells. it was pretty fun and all. now, we're just have to worry abt what we can do next week. so little things to do sometimes. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes i question myself, am i born to feel pessimistic all the time. this is so far the happiest time of my life since sec sch and still..hey,  I finally know who I am, I know what I wanna do. although I know I do have friends, close ones but no one in particular to miss for, change for, worry for or to look forward for. like when i see how wee actually cares for daniel, i just really feel like... erm, like what am i here for, im not anyones special person, nor is anyone special to me. geeeeeee. i should stop. i'm back to square one again. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-2059695586012819216?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/2059695586012819216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=2059695586012819216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/2059695586012819216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/2059695586012819216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/01/on-fri-wee-jess-ben-ls-and-i-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SXH_9dCImHI/AAAAAAAAAlM/KxPaoe6lamg/s72-c/IMG_3186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-7560320697644365623</id><published>2009-01-13T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T08:09:12.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, feeling lazier than ever, i still decided to once again update. i see why more and more people stopped updating. actually I will really stop one day if I have a person to go to and just say anything I want, really, more than what i will express here but... ya. not easy to come by such person. erm, know what? maybe its just me cause i just keep everything inside. breggghhhh. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i missed class AGAIN. i cant believe it. set two alarm and still. I woke up,745, told myself that ok, 5mins more on the sofa, woke up again, hey, this is weird, why isit still 745. hey wait a minute, dont tell me, this time, i really opened my eyes, 12 bloody pm. so I dreamt of myself waking up, going to the sofa, sleep and then wake up again. how fked up is that. So did my alarm really woke me up, did i really saw 745 or was i sleeping all the while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;class was at 9am anyway. =..=''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;we live alone and then we die alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and apparently we stay alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;the movie, ghost town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/32160420-7560320697644365623?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/7560320697644365623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=7560320697644365623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/7560320697644365623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/7560320697644365623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/01/ok-feeling-lazier-than-ever-i-still.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-1562184352616769131</id><published>2009-01-08T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T05:32:42.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school is terrifyingly exhausting. 9AM !!!! 9 BLOODY AM!!! everyday. without fail, in a class that i CANNOT skip. its called leadership. can leaders be late, no. can leaders sleep in class, no. can leaders afford a late submission, no. can the leader's leader be a nice person who understands why a person can't wake up in time for a 9AM CLASS? definitely not. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its neither a bad nor a good start for school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really think im losing it. the discipline to work really hard. maybe its because holiday was just too much. the fun.. the freedom to slack whenever and wherever with my mum finally opening up to it. oh! i know... i know~~~~ the reason why this... this force is pulling me down is because simply, i realized how broke i am... oh my... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new clothes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new games&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;weekly movies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maintenance of whatever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;foooooood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;holyshit, what have i done. i need to save. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-1562184352616769131?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/1562184352616769131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=1562184352616769131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/1562184352616769131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/1562184352616769131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-isterrifyinglyexhausting.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-6208473068498908231</id><published>2009-01-03T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T10:09:20.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR! hahaha, 2008 is probably the fullest year of all, not the year of my dream, never will have one but at least the last few weeks of the year was well spent. Last night, had steamboat with wee, ben, angie and greg. I knew it wouldnt be awkward right from the start to bring angie and greg along. i mean, come on, we are friendly people, i was a lil afraid of weewee though, she can be quite intimidating when shes in a bad mood sometimes and she is, was still in a bad mood. hahaha. but it all went well for steamboat. So was the drinking game at my place, greg and angie went back first obviously. So it was just ben, wee and i. It would have been a perfect day if wee wee had nothing to worry or to be angry about but since when does she not have one. Ben was pretty shocked when wee exploded at the call from someone who i shall not mention. haha. ANYWAYS, ANYHOWS, I think this is the most expensive, most time spent ,most alcoholic, most unhealthy food taken, least hour of sleep taken, best xmas and do what-ever I want holiday and end of year ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-6208473068498908231?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/6208473068498908231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=6208473068498908231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/6208473068498908231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/6208473068498908231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-hahaha-2008-is-probably.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-2229510993175507892</id><published>2008-12-26T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T20:52:11.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh no, i almost forgotten that i had a blog. anyways, xmas was great. Ben and I just realized that we actually spent the whole xmas together. He's really the ultimate, he didnt sleep for 2 days straight man. anyways. on christmas eve we went to sakai sushi to celebrate for wendy's. I thought the food there is always little and yet expensive but that day,I was darn full of it. think i had the bento set or something like tht. then on xmas i introduce ben and greg to weewee, jess and lyson at timbre. and what a small world we're in, lyson and ben are actually secondary school friends. i stare at them in utter amazement. weewee thought both of them actually do belong to the same kinda "genre" of people. okay.. i dont think they are but yea, greg was very very out of place that day since we're all connected to each other...somehow. doesnt matter since he knocked out almost immediately drinking only subtle amount of chivas. talking about chivas, its 180 bucks. oh well, its actually considerably okay for that price, its xmas anyway so might as well enjoy it. we didnt finish it anyway. so the day after xmas, ben and i met up with angie, greg and aaron at claires house. there was alot of people at her house with super awesome food!!! and yes, finally, i had turkey for xmas. hahahhahaa. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yea, three days of xmas, lotsa fun, very little sleep and very expensive. best xmas ever, for me at least. too bad we didnt take pictures at all. what a WASTE~~~~ oh wells. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-2229510993175507892?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/2229510993175507892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=2229510993175507892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/2229510993175507892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/2229510993175507892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-no-i-almost-forgotten-that-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-2993974047493456452</id><published>2008-12-05T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T20:16:45.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pictures from last week. had f&amp;amp;c at swensen~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/STn70hZmFtI/AAAAAAAAAlE/YUcImH0KtrE/s1600-h/IMG_2276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/STn70hZmFtI/AAAAAAAAAlE/YUcImH0KtrE/s320/IMG_2276.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276525318178739922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one of the first few times with me looking okay in the picture~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/STn70de92dI/AAAAAAAAAk8/a3DppeSpRNc/s1600-h/IMG_2266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/STn70de92dI/AAAAAAAAAk8/a3DppeSpRNc/s320/IMG_2266.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276525317127526866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh.. we were questioning why we have fat faces when we take pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/STn70ecUczI/AAAAAAAAAk0/7cRl3HgIKxg/s1600-h/IMG_2259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/STn70ecUczI/AAAAAAAAAk0/7cRl3HgIKxg/s320/IMG_2259.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276525317384860466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and did i say i like my new t-shirt. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/STn70ElMjuI/AAAAAAAAAks/6l93j80mFwQ/s1600-h/IMG_2257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/STn70ElMjuI/AAAAAAAAAks/6l93j80mFwQ/s320/IMG_2257.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276525310442770146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay, that is just fking retarded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/STn7z487QuI/AAAAAAAAAkk/CRbrZ_kATQg/s1600-h/IMG_2251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/STn7z487QuI/AAAAAAAAAkk/CRbrZ_kATQg/s320/IMG_2251.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276525307321074402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with weewee and jess yesterday. they thought that it was pretty boring and hot. haha. well, i thought it was just fine. maybe its because i look forward to the weekend meetings. im always busy with stuff and my only get away is actually going out with them. so even if we were to just sit down somewhere... anywhere... and talk.. or not. its still the time where i can finally just give my brain a break, erm,work still dangles loosely in my mind though but at least im relaxing la. i think im already use to not thinking of what we can do because simply there are nothing much to do to start with. hahha. in fact i like the sit down, eat and talk part the most. so dont think so much. it is the "you want to" meet ups that counts. hahahaha. &lt;div&gt;but we should really go to pubs and chill next time, not where i will actually see myself at but at least thats something that we haven't really tried before. not including last night where jess almost went blind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-2993974047493456452?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/2993974047493456452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=2993974047493456452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/2993974047493456452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/2993974047493456452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/12/pictures-from-last-week.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/STn70hZmFtI/AAAAAAAAAlE/YUcImH0KtrE/s72-c/IMG_2276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-3279364372997256779</id><published>2008-11-25T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:42:41.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dinner last friday-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SSztTwrtJdI/AAAAAAAAAkc/x_0tJNVwm5U/s1600-h/DSCN1580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SSztTwrtJdI/AAAAAAAAAkc/x_0tJNVwm5U/s320/DSCN1580.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272850187485521362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-at andrea's place-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SSztTQ8daII/AAAAAAAAAkU/ALAdiwFwl94/s1600-h/DSCN1579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SSztTQ8daII/AAAAAAAAAkU/ALAdiwFwl94/s320/DSCN1579.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272850178965858434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;surprisingly greg can cook good food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SSztTbh1u4I/AAAAAAAAAkM/_WR5sUCqknw/s1600-h/DSCN1546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SSztTbh1u4I/AAAAAAAAAkM/_WR5sUCqknw/s320/DSCN1546.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272850181806996354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so is the other chief, raj.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SSztS947yGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/tAr2V8Zj-ts/s1600-h/DSCN1522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SSztS947yGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/tAr2V8Zj-ts/s320/DSCN1522.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272850173850798178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;while waiting for greg and raj to cook, it took them one and half man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SSztSq78BLI/AAAAAAAAAj8/rlwhw3K6xwQ/s1600-h/DSCN1476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SSztSq78BLI/AAAAAAAAAj8/rlwhw3K6xwQ/s320/DSCN1476.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272850168763122866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;al right. my life aint exactly as empty as what my blog seems to be. Actually its ironic because usually when i have the time to update my blog it means that i'm having a rather unsatisfying time with my life. right now its great, busy like i want it to be and enough fun to keep me away from the "dark" emo side of me. I have better things to do than complaining about my unworthy mentioning of loneliness. well, fk tht for now. I'm just gonna keep my head straight. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-3279364372997256779?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/3279364372997256779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=3279364372997256779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3279364372997256779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3279364372997256779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/11/dinner-last-friday-at-andreas-place.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SSztTwrtJdI/AAAAAAAAAkc/x_0tJNVwm5U/s72-c/DSCN1580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-418204356615777026</id><published>2008-11-11T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T21:35:20.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I AM NOT DEAD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-418204356615777026?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/418204356615777026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=418204356615777026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/418204356615777026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/418204356615777026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-not-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-3711080665653865122</id><published>2008-10-26T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T03:55:06.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nBDbUVXXp-U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nBDbUVXXp-U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://ultimate-guitar.com/tabs/m/misc_unsigned_bands/juno_-_anyone_else_but_you_crd.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;suck on this jess. LOL! just kidding. &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/32160420-3711080665653865122?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/3711080665653865122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=3711080665653865122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3711080665653865122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3711080665653865122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/10/httpultimate-guitar.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-7633192892591457677</id><published>2008-10-24T01:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T02:07:15.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i think we were looking for cheaper hotdogs...LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SQGO8_jl2lI/AAAAAAAAAjs/jQPEHTOMjDU/s1600-h/GetAttachment-1.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SQGO82OOVzI/AAAAAAAAAjk/KUTKBp785WM/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SQGO82OOVzI/AAAAAAAAAjk/KUTKBp785WM/s320/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260643015743919922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trolley-mania&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SQGO8QZ0kFI/AAAAAAAAAjc/VsuN5hWKsxM/s1600-h/trolleyfun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SQGO8QZ0kFI/AAAAAAAAAjc/VsuN5hWKsxM/s320/trolleyfun.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260643005592014930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;look at her fly~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SQGO8ed8hhI/AAAAAAAAAjU/YmhYXvw08jc/s1600-h/IMG_1797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SQGO8ed8hhI/AAAAAAAAAjU/YmhYXvw08jc/s320/IMG_1797.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260643009367410194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lord of the ring, anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SQGO7SJSERI/AAAAAAAAAjM/f2YNK4nOnVo/s1600-h/IMG_1766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SQGO7SJSERI/AAAAAAAAAjM/f2YNK4nOnVo/s320/IMG_1766.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260642988879646994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jess couldn't jump as high so she stayed in the trolley. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SQGO8_jl2lI/AAAAAAAAAjs/jQPEHTOMjDU/s320/GetAttachment-1.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260643018249460306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have been slacking so much for the past few days. Guess I just didnt wanna get use to sch. Been late, been absent but i dont really care. gawd. this is not good. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, last friday we celebrated weewee's bday at ecp. BBQ!!!! i have to say that it was lotsa fun for me at least. It started off late, us at parkway looking for food and stuff for our bbq. By the time we reached ecp it was already 11pm. Amazing. But you know what we would have never made it there without using the coldstorage trolley. We never intended to use it but apparently we are not the only ones using it. There was trolleys everywhere near ecp's bbq pit. And we sure had lotsa fun with it. Taking pictures with it, hmmmm. okay, dont sound that fun but hell, imagine her bday without that trolley, it would have been a disastrous day like weewee predicted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the first time in my life, i actually started the fire, bbqing hotdogs. and hell, it taste pretty good. we set up a tent near the pit and watched movie in it with my mac. ohoh, and I played the guitar for weewee. actually remade juno's "anyone else but you song" into my own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well, it was really an awesome day, went home darn "early". we even made it to sunrise, something that I havent seen for a long time. yea. well, hope you enjoyed that day, few more hours to her bday~ well, i bet shes real happy today because she gets to see her precious someone. gotta go now. passing her the cd with the song i played for her in it. HAPPY BURTHDAY weeeeeeeweeeeeeeeeeee~&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/32160420-7633192892591457677?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/7633192892591457677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=7633192892591457677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/7633192892591457677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/7633192892591457677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-think-we-were-looking-for-cheaper.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SQGO82OOVzI/AAAAAAAAAjk/KUTKBp785WM/s72-c/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-564483838558383874</id><published>2008-10-13T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:02:41.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;my forgotten blog. i am finally back to feed you bits and pieces of my life. had chalet with ben, andrea, angie, dion, clarissa &amp;amp; aaron last week. It was kinda nice having a short time on your own with your friends. Not that im saying i dont want my mum to be around. Shes afterall the only one who really cares about me. So... we actually spent alot more money than we expected. we had bbq, went jamming and pretty much slacked at the unit talking and watching horror movies. oh, did i mention that the place feels like alot like home, its very hdb looking. very much like my house, except for the aircon. it is old but clean. the only dirty image i can really recall was the... pillows? but it has covers over them so its not that bad. haha. and yes, i slept alot. it wasn't like the chalet i thought it would be, it really really is like me staying at home, without the internet but with the aircon. and i think we wldnt make it if andrea's not arnd, shes like the order of the house. &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;i fell in love with the milo powder, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SPQuGkgJN2I/AAAAAAAAAic/CUcbRCk7wHU/s1600-h/PA080081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SPQuGkgJN2I/AAAAAAAAAic/CUcbRCk7wHU/s320/PA080081.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256877355460802402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this picture was taken on the last day. we all look terrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SPQuHCP-QlI/AAAAAAAAAis/ZBZKoyCVpLs/s1600-h/PA080091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SPQuHCP-QlI/AAAAAAAAAis/ZBZKoyCVpLs/s320/PA080091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256877363446039122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;doesnt this over-cooked hotdog look like something. lol~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SPQsCBvo0pI/AAAAAAAAAh0/XC1RNoWZVto/s1600-h/PA070028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SPQsCBvo0pI/AAAAAAAAAh0/XC1RNoWZVto/s320/PA070028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256875078387815058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;soon after ben stopped bbqing.. poor angie had to take over the whole thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SPQsCXUiuZI/AAAAAAAAAh8/5NHOepOQjtw/s1600-h/PA070042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SPQsCXUiuZI/AAAAAAAAAh8/5NHOepOQjtw/s320/PA070042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256875084179749266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now you see why i pity her cause we're just... sitting there.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SPQsCphgurI/AAAAAAAAAiE/dt3gl-ipF5k/s1600-h/PA070045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SPQsCphgurI/AAAAAAAAAiE/dt3gl-ipF5k/s320/PA070045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256875089065982642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the place was so small that we had to use space efficiently &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SPQsDIRwhqI/AAAAAAAAAiM/ouorBPmIhgw/s1600-h/PA070060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SPQsDIRwhqI/AAAAAAAAAiM/ouorBPmIhgw/s320/PA070060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256875097321408162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;soon, we couldn't bare it anymore, we had to kill one for more space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SPQsDKeofGI/AAAAAAAAAiU/NT1jaTzID6Q/s1600-h/PA080062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SPQsDKeofGI/AAAAAAAAAiU/NT1jaTzID6Q/s320/PA080062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256875097912278114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;and...its weewee's bday soon!!! okay, not really soon. but we're celebrating a week before her actual birthday. she pretty much planned out what she wants for that day. thank you very much, because now jess and i dont have to wreck our brains. we're low in creativity when it comes to birthday. its not like we can ride the singapore flyer anytime soon tgt even if we have the chance to... well.. reason simple, she wants to ride it with her prince charming. ugh. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, cant wait for the bbq, tent building, tent camping and tent movie-ing on wee's bday. WHAHAHA. im not being sarcastic. i loves tents. its like a stayin out in the wild. isint it cool. why am i explaining =..='' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-564483838558383874?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/564483838558383874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=564483838558383874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/564483838558383874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/564483838558383874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-forgotten-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SPQuGkgJN2I/AAAAAAAAAic/CUcbRCk7wHU/s72-c/PA080081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-1921036151549321514</id><published>2008-09-29T08:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T09:02:40.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SOD7mfmDEXI/AAAAAAAAAaY/vxPYKuyw7QY/s1600-h/IMG_1511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SOD7mfmDEXI/AAAAAAAAAaY/vxPYKuyw7QY/s320/IMG_1511.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251473804248682866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SOD7mtopNQI/AAAAAAAAAag/FRW22LLWOko/s1600-h/cq0EMqKh211U.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SOD7mtopNQI/AAAAAAAAAag/FRW22LLWOko/s320/cq0EMqKh211U.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251473808017667330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS JESSICA'S BDAY!!!! WHAHAHAHA. and we bought her agnes b necklace too. not exactly same as mine because its in rose gold. anyhows. theres three colors for the necklace, jess and i already owned two wont it be so cool if we own all. then we can all wear it. silver, gold and whats my color. argh.nvm. jess thinks tht her bday is just like any other day which i tot was great because any other day is better than a bad day. RIGHT!? haha. cheers. at least we always enjoy our any other day. infact i tot jess's bday was kinda special thanks to weewee unfortunate event and some funny jokes that i cant remember. soooo. i really hope that jess aint that disappointed. HAPPY BURTHDAY AGAIN. we're 20 and soon will wee wee's day come. =) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-1921036151549321514?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/1921036151549321514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=1921036151549321514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/1921036151549321514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/1921036151549321514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-jessicas-bday-whahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SOD7mfmDEXI/AAAAAAAAAaY/vxPYKuyw7QY/s72-c/IMG_1511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-7415458013527431603</id><published>2008-09-09T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T09:51:36.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMao3SwQnlI/AAAAAAAAAZo/OZ2cV6mq74Y/s1600-h/GetAttachment-6.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE GIFTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMakmuiKN1I/AAAAAAAAAY4/_kUNHcfvQxA/s1600-h/P9060201.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;From Weewee &amp;amp; Jess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMaiNnz60BI/AAAAAAAAAXo/9spRurUSseo/s1600-h/IMG_1263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMaiNnz60BI/AAAAAAAAAXo/9spRurUSseo/s320/IMG_1263.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244057171028267026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;From Kour Productions &amp;amp; CrewsadeAnimation friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMaiOObmM0I/AAAAAAAAAXw/nIdY9ezXx1A/s1600-h/DSC00577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMaiOObmM0I/AAAAAAAAAXw/nIdY9ezXx1A/s320/DSC00577.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244057181395235650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;They actually put the venom statue into this bomb looking box downstairs to scare me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;but sadly, i wasn't wearing my specs and i just walked over it. SORRY GUYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMajjVXH2SI/AAAAAAAAAYY/9dPanMROQGs/s1600-h/P9060013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMajjVXH2SI/AAAAAAAAAYY/9dPanMROQGs/s320/P9060013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244058643544398114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wee &amp;amp; I at Sakura Buffet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMao3SwQnlI/AAAAAAAAAZo/OZ2cV6mq74Y/s1600-h/GetAttachment-6.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMao3SwQnlI/AAAAAAAAAZo/OZ2cV6mq74Y/s320/GetAttachment-6.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244064484000046674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jess &amp;amp; I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMao3a5ORzI/AAAAAAAAAZw/gyPeZtkOBcE/s1600-h/GetAttachment-4.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMao3a5ORzI/AAAAAAAAAZw/gyPeZtkOBcE/s320/GetAttachment-4.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244064486185125682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I look terrible in most of the picture, so for once,  decide to turn away.haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMao3spWIxI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/28lCyGolccQ/s1600-h/GetAttachment-13.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMao3spWIxI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/28lCyGolccQ/s320/GetAttachment-13.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244064490950370066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dont get us or her wrong. She was jus expressing her freedom of single-ness. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMao3iG7iAI/AAAAAAAAAaA/CT0mS1fq9YA/s1600-h/GetAttachment-17.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMao3iG7iAI/AAAAAAAAAaA/CT0mS1fq9YA/s320/GetAttachment-17.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244064488121665538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;took this picture when we finally blade and cycle our way to changni airport. sadly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;andrea couldn't catch up to appear in this picture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMajjpjqvLI/AAAAAAAAAYg/cuA5iSGBris/s1600-h/P9060082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMajjpjqvLI/AAAAAAAAAYg/cuA5iSGBris/s320/P9060082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244058648965725362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i miss blading. its hell lotsa fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMajkDmqHoI/AAAAAAAAAYo/FSLFBNsNa5k/s1600-h/P9060060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMajkDmqHoI/AAAAAAAAAYo/FSLFBNsNa5k/s320/P9060060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244058655957589634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;why do i always have to look so obviously tall!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMajkYH2uiI/AAAAAAAAAYw/NY9OdiZ2GmQ/s1600-h/P9060089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMajkYH2uiI/AAAAAAAAAYw/NY9OdiZ2GmQ/s320/P9060089.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244058661465537058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;guess what we're taking? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMakmuiKN1I/AAAAAAAAAY4/_kUNHcfvQxA/s1600-h/P9060201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMakmuiKN1I/AAAAAAAAAY4/_kUNHcfvQxA/s320/P9060201.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244059801352812370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Raj &amp;amp; Greg's secret love with each other !!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMaknLgGDzI/AAAAAAAAAZA/2swk36Sm-jw/s1600-h/P9060202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMaknLgGDzI/AAAAAAAAAZA/2swk36Sm-jw/s320/P9060202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244059809128779570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-7415458013527431603?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/7415458013527431603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=7415458013527431603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/7415458013527431603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/7415458013527431603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/09/gifts-from-weewee-jess-from-kour.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SMaiNnz60BI/AAAAAAAAAXo/9spRurUSseo/s72-c/IMG_1263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-4999227263085440288</id><published>2008-09-06T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T09:22:11.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow... this is the most happening bday ive ever had. haha. went out with wee and jess on fri first. They bought me this really cool  agnes b necklace. okay, i have to admit, i dont know what agnes b is. seriously. but i do know that its branded and not affordable for me at least. haha. we had sakura buffet. i intended to eat all the cakes they have but like what always happens, i got kinda full before i even get to the desserts. I'm so not a buffet person. No wonder their buffet business never dies because there are people like me. and geee, wee and jess just cant stop disgusting me with their seafood. after that we went to jess's place to slack. yes. slack indeed. we went to her house, sit on her sofa, watch the tv and talk crap. we literally sit there like three pigs, not doing anything. Jess started talking on her dogs behalf, I started dubbing for the tv and wee wee simply just laughed it off. Yet, yes, yet, i just love hanging out like this la.  im really happy that we can stay so close and not even try. and we're all singles now. which is pretty cool. wahahahha. im always single =..='' anyway i really love the necklace alot ALOT. i hope i dont lose it.  always want to get accessories but ill end up spending my money on something else =) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then today, my school mates really blew me away. they did so bloody much that i seriously dont know how to react. first they came, gave me this wierd looking thing that ended up becoming a lamp. LOL. the truth is i always wanted a lamp. serious. but never get the chance to shop for lamps. duh. there was no blub in it though... =..='' thts why i really dont know what it was at first. then they tricked me down to my house and put a dynamite at the staircase. guess what?! i didnt even see it cause i wasnt wearing my specs. omg. i feel darn sad for them. anyway, it was actually tied with another present in it. and wow, i bought me the original spiderman movie statue for me. and theres only 5000 pieces in the world. haha. we went blading and cycling at ecp afterwards. it was damn shiok to know how to blade again. haha. after that they again, surprise me with a mudpie cake at dinner. holycrap. this is so much bloody hell more than what i asked for. i mean its just my bday. thankyou angie, andrea, raj, dion, greg, ben, jem and people who shared the present. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year is definitely the best bday ive ever had. and.. oh yea. i left my bday necklace at wee's place. why didnt i go home? haha, she was scared because.. actually it is quite scary. we left jess house after that right, then we wave for the cab behind the other one because we saw someone going in. the funny thing is the cab infront actually came to us with no one inside. WTF right. maybe we're just too tired. haha. she was freaked out, i swear. it was fun acc her anyway, talked abt things. always fun talking to wee wee la. and yea, jess, we should really get boardgames soon. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont know how to end this entry seriously, you people really did too many things that i feel that it is endless saying how appreciated i am. argh. i think im quite lucky to have both sch friends and two of my best friends that ive knew for so long that close to me. fuck, this is getting gay. but yea. very very happy. =D and i really seriously wanna wear the necklace that wee and jess gave me. damn, maybe i should go by wee place to get it soon. hahah. and set up the lamp and the spiderman statue in my room. hahaha. OKAY. shit. i better end this entry. OH, the only one thing im not happy about, i look horrible in all the pictures on my bday. argh, fuck that. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will load pictures when i get them.  =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-4999227263085440288?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/4999227263085440288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=4999227263085440288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4999227263085440288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4999227263085440288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/09/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-1934129924279898996</id><published>2008-09-04T08:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T08:49:42.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my holiday is so not a holiday. Im gg to sch almost everyday. I've been so busy doing my cdi projects that i have lost track of time. cant you believe it.. i dont even know that my bdays coming. Had my friend telling me that it's this week. geeee. i dont expect much to happen on my bday. but i am glad that they remembered my bday. i always thought nobody wld bother. maybe its because i had very little memory of my bdays. except for the hugo boss perfume that never seem to finish and... nothing much already.. oh well. at least ppl remembers it now. =) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-1934129924279898996?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/1934129924279898996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=1934129924279898996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/1934129924279898996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/1934129924279898996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-holiday-is-so-not-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-2455767522183352526</id><published>2008-08-26T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T08:51:31.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow, today i had so many people in my house. its crazy. let me count, dion, raj, greg, ben,  angie, clarrissa, aaron, wendy. yea. eight people. holyshit. amazingly it was not really hot. we had a massive ordering of mac.d which cost like alot. at first i thought it would be a bad idea to have too many people over but it was kinda fun. haha. ps3 totally took our attentions away, not the girls ofcourse. but they dont mind watching, i guess, which is cool. haha. think i should get another controller and more multiplayer games. haha. so everyone dont have to snatch the controller. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-2455767522183352526?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/2455767522183352526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=2455767522183352526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/2455767522183352526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/2455767522183352526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/08/wow-today-i-had-so-many-people-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-1614698552287575159</id><published>2008-08-16T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T10:38:14.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;just came back from town. was hanging out with wee and jess. watched this super gross movie called midnight meat train. the story is stupid. very dumb. anyways, we were thinking of not going out anymore. not that we're not gonna meet anymore just that we think that hanging out at someones house is alot better. jess just cant stop emphasizing about how hot my room is and that i should get aircon. damn it. you think i dont?  anyway i shall post the pics that we took weeks ago. couldnt upload them previously so... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKcPHv3VxvI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Jm3vvufVhZ8/s1600-h/GetAttachment-2.aspx_2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKcPHv3VxvI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Jm3vvufVhZ8/s320/GetAttachment-2.aspx_2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235169717623572210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKcPH_oQQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWg/WhVnS8wCmAw/s1600-h/GetAttachment-3.aspx_2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKcPH_oQQ4I/AAAAAAAAAWg/WhVnS8wCmAw/s320/GetAttachment-3.aspx_2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235169721855263618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKcPIGXljfI/AAAAAAAAAWo/fPv5_x--5dw/s1600-h/IMG_0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKcPIGXljfI/AAAAAAAAAWo/fPv5_x--5dw/s320/IMG_0493.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235169723664403954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;finally completed this with a matte painting at the back of this girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;feel that this is the only piece that ive really finished. feels good. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[Time of Extinction]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKcPItY778I/AAAAAAAAAWw/OKTru_xoIZE/s1600-h/Time+of+Extinction.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKcPItY778I/AAAAAAAAAWw/OKTru_xoIZE/s320/Time+of+Extinction.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235169734139047874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-1614698552287575159?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/1614698552287575159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=1614698552287575159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/1614698552287575159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/1614698552287575159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-came-back-from-town.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKcPHv3VxvI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Jm3vvufVhZ8/s72-c/GetAttachment-2.aspx_2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-9215184794474555559</id><published>2008-08-15T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T12:39:49.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKXbSbHrHtI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/j6VSuLaH2HE/s1600-h/wah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKXbSbHrHtI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/j6VSuLaH2HE/s320/wah.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234831251452141266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKXWlArE6JI/AAAAAAAAAWI/2_F5jacO9PE/s1600-h/wah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKXWlArE6JI/AAAAAAAAAWI/2_F5jacO9PE/s320/wah.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234826073212250258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKXS8_Z57XI/AAAAAAAAAWA/YMDGzznFMpY/s1600-h/BLONDE" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Finally got to know how to render digital painting properly. hurray!~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-9215184794474555559?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/9215184794474555559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=9215184794474555559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/9215184794474555559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/9215184794474555559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally-got-to-know-how-to-render.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKXbSbHrHtI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/j6VSuLaH2HE/s72-c/wah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-7921003911307369118</id><published>2008-08-14T05:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T06:09:22.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tommy, Raj, Me, Dion, Yi Chiun, Kezia &amp;amp; Amanda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKQrSNoxGvI/AAAAAAAAAV4/UYdtwU-uD5Y/s1600-h/DSC04469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKQrSNoxGvI/AAAAAAAAAV4/UYdtwU-uD5Y/s320/DSC04469.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234356258809649906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they're so fking adorable man~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKQrHtznY7I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/0eQJGa8RJwY/s1600-h/DSC04441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKQrHtznY7I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/0eQJGa8RJwY/s320/DSC04441.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234356078466524082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They actually gathered infront of us when we're taking the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKQrH7Php5I/AAAAAAAAAVY/8vHZEtpEWGY/s1600-h/DSC04440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKQrH7Php5I/AAAAAAAAAVY/8vHZEtpEWGY/s320/DSC04440.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234356082073249682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Highlight of the day. I poked this worm and it vomited out this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;disgusting green shit all of sudden. Shocked us all! like some&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;alien shit you see on the tv. eeeehhhhhgggghhhh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKQrH90wqcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/-hFhwzKjzRo/s1600-h/DSC04465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKQrH90wqcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/-hFhwzKjzRo/s320/DSC04465.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234356082766293442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;apparently amanda wanted to save the worm but I really think &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she's torturing it. look at her. shes enjoying it! hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKQrIF6FQPI/AAAAAAAAAVo/oYOvJNY6Bxc/s1600-h/DSC04466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKQrIF6FQPI/AAAAAAAAAVo/oYOvJNY6Bxc/s320/DSC04466.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234356084936098034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Took another shot on a random truck near the kangaroos. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKQrIE0UXLI/AAAAAAAAAVw/4OVtfTCLtUI/s1600-h/DSC04448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKQrIE0UXLI/AAAAAAAAAVw/4OVtfTCLtUI/s320/DSC04448.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234356084643486898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wooohooo. I have always wanted to go to zoo cause the last time I went was really freaking long ago. finally got to go there. actually I was invited by our animation lecturer, Amanda, to this game talk held at zoo. Funny eh? probably its because the game has something to do with animals? who cares. Amanda is such a great person, she could only take five students with her and she chose us. I think the best thing is the admission is freeeeee. ahahaha. We only managed to see some of the animals. I really wonder if anyone can finish walking at zoo. it's just so impossible. anyway, im still feeling very very lazy. shall stop here. got dvds to watch. next time~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-7921003911307369118?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/7921003911307369118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=7921003911307369118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/7921003911307369118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/7921003911307369118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/08/tommy-raj-me-dion-yi-chiun-kezia-amanda.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SKQrSNoxGvI/AAAAAAAAAV4/UYdtwU-uD5Y/s72-c/DSC04469.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-4718605604694936283</id><published>2008-08-10T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T07:25:47.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FEEL LAZY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and ps3 &amp;amp; movies &amp;amp; talking trash &amp;amp; playing monopoly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-4718605604694936283?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/4718605604694936283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=4718605604694936283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4718605604694936283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4718605604694936283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-feel-lazy-and-ps3-movies-talking.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-3955010272378256074</id><published>2008-08-04T19:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T19:45:47.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh, i got slammed badly in wee's blog. so i shall not talk about WINNING monopoly anymore. lol. ok, that was childish. anyway, had alot of fun last fri with jess and wee. went back really late. and that explains why i fell sick. real sick and my late entry. yea. have been sleeping late alot, i shall start sleeping early now. sigh, falling sick is so terrible. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCK. i cant upload the photos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-3955010272378256074?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/3955010272378256074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=3955010272378256074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3955010272378256074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3955010272378256074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/08/argh-ive-have-just-got-slammed-badly-in.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-4663928081825717871</id><published>2008-07-28T10:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T10:20:59.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SI3-KaW_yoI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mZriV55KkP0/s1600-h/lol" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;it's so retarded when I go back and read my emo emo entries. what the f is wrong with you man jiewen jake nam , grow up. haha. okay, so the start of a new block is overwhelmingly slacky. seriously. our first lesson of the module and the lec told us that we wont have sch for the next two days. WOW. cool. i feel lazy anyway. Actually no? i feel lazy when im being told to do something but when i'm not, i will do it. did another digi painting. this time without reference at all. well, am i glad that i could still DO it. geee. i regret not majoring in animation. oh well, i will excel in VIDEO. yea, thats the two core subject that i can choose from. anyway. im sleeping late almost all the time now. getting use to it. and erm. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SI3-KaW_yoI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mZriV55KkP0/s1600-h/lol" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SI3-KaW_yoI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mZriV55KkP0/s1600-h/lol" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;i guess life can still go on when you still have friends to laugh with =)&lt;/a&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&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/32160420-4663928081825717871?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/4663928081825717871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=4663928081825717871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4663928081825717871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4663928081825717871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-so-retarded-when-i-go-back-and-read_28.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-2815259528146022691</id><published>2008-07-28T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T10:17:37.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SI3-KaW_yoI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mZriV55KkP0/s1600-h/lol" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SI3-KaW_yoI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mZriV55KkP0/s320/lol" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228114197274937986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-2815259528146022691?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/2815259528146022691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=2815259528146022691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/2815259528146022691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/2815259528146022691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-so-retarded-when-i-go-back-and-read.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SI3-KaW_yoI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mZriV55KkP0/s72-c/lol' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-4674575781926362904</id><published>2008-07-24T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T10:39:40.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright. haha.. this is one of the few entries where i vent my .. sigh, bad bad mood. this is why i rather have a very busy busy life. Yes. I am left with a day for myself. where i have absolutely nothing to do. well, i can. but i feel lazy. So when i feel this way and that doesnt mean i feel like sleeping. i feel... like i am alone again. i just need someone, not just anyone, someone who wants to accompany me not just because i need one. i dont know what im saying anymore. i just hate this. i hate it when i start typing this here because i have no one to go to, i hate it when i make myself so sad but im not. i am just argh.. fuck it. im feeling better already. it does help.  alright. phuuuuuu. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-4674575781926362904?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/4674575781926362904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=4674575781926362904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4674575781926362904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4674575781926362904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/07/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-4374124154931626952</id><published>2008-07-19T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T09:40:35.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched hancock on my mums birthday. funny eh? it isnt as bad as what the reviews said it was. In fact, my mum and I enjoyed it, every bit of it. Its not all boring and its kinda hilarious. Dont expect too much and watch it like any monday afternoon movies.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So...what else,  oh oh, before the movie, my mum queued up for this stupid "money not enough 2" tickets so she could get in the box of spinning money. guess what? she only managed to grab $4. what the hell, oh wells, she enjoyed it. what else can i say? haha, and ya, angie called me non stop early this morning. reason because shes just so worried and anxious to get her mac book pro. haha, so was i when i got mine, cant blame her, welcome to the family high cheek bones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, whats else is there to come? big huge ambitious long term plans in the future for me and my fellow production teams, hopefully we can do the impossible, it is singapore after all. haha, erm. and then theres sch shc shch sch sch, projects... oh boy, i seriously need social life. jess said tht we shld meet at least once a week, how sweet. haha, yea, we shld before i really turn into a geek which wee has already been calling me. alright, lets pray. LOL. god o mighty, make my life more interesting... you know what i mean, amen. dont get me wrong, im still a free thinker. lol. oh ya, before i go, finished one of my digital paintings, shall show u guys. till next time =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-4374124154931626952?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/4374124154931626952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=4374124154931626952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4374124154931626952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4374124154931626952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/07/watched-hancock-on-my-mums-birthday_2395.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-8484515525192949586</id><published>2008-07-19T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T09:41:09.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SIIVey8UnXI/AAAAAAAAATg/b41l1gGdqRo/s1600-h/23panited.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Some international actress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SIIVey8UnXI/AAAAAAAAATg/b41l1gGdqRo/s320/23panited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224762136518237554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SIIVfOOaLCI/AAAAAAAAATo/JX2oEUQgy28/s1600-h/TOUTOU+B%26W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SIIVfOOaLCI/AAAAAAAAATo/JX2oEUQgy28/s320/TOUTOU+B%26W.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224762143841856546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SIIVfYbpUJI/AAAAAAAAATw/ZQUGBfXSzRE/s1600-h/TOUTOU+BLACKBRUSH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SIIVfYbpUJI/AAAAAAAAATw/ZQUGBfXSzRE/s320/TOUTOU+BLACKBRUSH.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224762146581729426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SIIVfTknNUI/AAAAAAAAAT4/b5dpaOtNiWs/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SIIVfTknNUI/AAAAAAAAAT4/b5dpaOtNiWs/s320/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224762145277162818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-8484515525192949586?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/8484515525192949586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=8484515525192949586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/8484515525192949586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/8484515525192949586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/07/watched-hancock-on-my-mums-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SIIVey8UnXI/AAAAAAAAATg/b41l1gGdqRo/s72-c/23panited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-8488667511851269672</id><published>2008-07-15T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T01:10:35.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;oh god, i have neglected my LIFE. hahaha. dont worry monkey donkey barney lala poh twinkie winky &amp;amp; deepshit, ill meet u on fri. lol. *terms and conditions apply. JOKE. what has happened since i last updated?  nothing much. work work work. oh, currently working on a 3d face on my own. pretty tricky thing to understand. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SH2r4R15tJI/AAAAAAAAAS4/6-QfEN33tdE/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SH2r4R15tJI/AAAAAAAAAS4/6-QfEN33tdE/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223520126170150034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SH2r41HxxtI/AAAAAAAAATI/xUIn4BXHA7Y/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SH2r41HxxtI/AAAAAAAAATI/xUIn4BXHA7Y/s320/8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223520135640368850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SH2r5LOO0tI/AAAAAAAAATY/laRIlBfd9BE/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SH2r5LOO0tI/AAAAAAAAATY/laRIlBfd9BE/s320/12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223520141573018322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;okay, i have nothing to talk about already. haha, gotta go back to work. later~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-8488667511851269672?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/8488667511851269672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=8488667511851269672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/8488667511851269672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/8488667511851269672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-god-i-have-neglected-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SH2r4R15tJI/AAAAAAAAAS4/6-QfEN33tdE/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-1976967938175875751</id><published>2008-07-01T06:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T09:16:39.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SGpWExxwcnI/AAAAAAAAAR8/16kj8GnH3ps/s1600-h/COMPILE.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SGpSxnDlnbI/AAAAAAAAAR0/38NvI0gyViw/s1600-h/COMPILE.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reason why i am so busy for the past few weeks shall be revealed! Work? obviously, what else can i be busy with. Anyways the works below are meant to be scary. I did the storyboard and animatics for this story but what i post here are mainly the mood boards and posters. All painted in photoshop by me =) I love photoshop laaaa~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The very first painted mood board.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SGo-xhOZJrI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/LBNdMqHGqOc/s1600-h/1.jpg" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SGo-xhOZJrI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/LBNdMqHGqOc/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218052138715391666" style="text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;She is actually looking at the ghost. Explains why now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SGo-xrzQHVI/AAAAAAAAARE/tF94rNR_6BY/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SGo-xrzQHVI/AAAAAAAAARE/tF94rNR_6BY/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218052141554343250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And.. oh? she's already dead. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SGo-x3Q10NI/AAAAAAAAARM/BpgkdO0kC20/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SGo-x3Q10NI/AAAAAAAAARM/BpgkdO0kC20/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218052144631238866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to him. My friend added the text to make it look like its a movie poster. Cool hur~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SGo-yf31JaI/AAAAAAAAARU/P40WjPl6tx8/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SGo-yf31JaI/AAAAAAAAARU/P40WjPl6tx8/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218052155532191138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I drew and painted this. not fake! lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SGo-yq63QkI/AAAAAAAAARc/WkHNPSET_E0/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SGo-yq63QkI/AAAAAAAAARc/WkHNPSET_E0/s320/5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218052158497702466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay okay, basically thats about it for the project, for my own work. I did a digital painting on my mac's track pad on my previous drawing of jessica alba. HOT woman. hahaha. First attempt to really add colors to a sketch in photoshop. Not that bad actually. haha. Did a few different kind of painting. I know i know, i have too much time to spare. I actually have alot more things to do. Movies, dvds, games, friends, dvds, games, movies, projects, projects, mind mapping, conceptualizing, projects again, movies, dvds, sleep, conceptualizing again, story development, finish the first kour project, continue modeling 3d character and... yea. It revolves around these random things. TIME IS JUST NOT ENOUGH. Oh oh. okok, take a look at the JESSICA ALBA IN BIKINI PAINTED PICTURE =D !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SGpLKZXlw4I/AAAAAAAAARk/nBOYGwFbVkE/s1600-h/PAINTED3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SGpLKZXlw4I/AAAAAAAAARk/nBOYGwFbVkE/s320/PAINTED3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218065760242746242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Double click to see the whole shit in FULL resolution pls. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SGo-xhOZJrI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/LBNdMqHGqOc/s1600-h/1.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SGpWExxwcnI/AAAAAAAAAR8/16kj8GnH3ps/s320/COMPILE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218077758343639666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-1976967938175875751?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/1976967938175875751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=1976967938175875751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/1976967938175875751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/1976967938175875751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/07/reason-why-i-am-so-busy-for-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SGo-xhOZJrI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/LBNdMqHGqOc/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-2287487115145643937</id><published>2008-06-30T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T01:11:57.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAVE been really really ...really busy. so busy that i dont even know that its already the end of the month. work is killing me. dont get it wrong, i enjoy my work but i feel that i have very little time of my own. my poor ps3 is so covered with dust and ill never ever get to know new ppl. darn. i just dont have that much time anymore. guess what, im typing this in class, might not even have the time to update when i go back home, i probably get stuck in the workload again and neglect everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it'll will be good if there is just that someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-2287487115145643937?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/2287487115145643937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=2287487115145643937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/2287487115145643937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/2287487115145643937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/06/have-been-really-really.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-7658919272195910193</id><published>2008-06-08T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T08:00:09.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;okay, i finally have the time and mood to update. well, lets see, lets talk abt fun, erm, not exactly fun but the part of my life where i relax with my friend. went out with jess and wee last week. just hung arnd orchard. talking cock. i had to go home early and they were complaning like bitches. hahaha. still, i went home. haha. recently, i met up with wee again. suposedly we're suppose to watch kunfu panda. but ended up not watching it because its sold out. not only for tht day but also for sat and sun. gawd. isit so hard to watch a retarded children's panda cartoon movie??? i dont care. NEXT WEEK I WILL WATCH IT !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lets talk abt sch and work. erm, sch is definately not exicting but still i prepher sch than holiday. at least im occupied. haha. too occupied i must say. no time for GTA!!!!, dvds and other slacks. we've finally shot the jump scene at the carpark near pungoh? went there three times and so unfortunate for us to have all the threee times raining. the third time which was yesterday, we hecked. went ahead and shot it. after that we're soaked and dirty. hell, kind god, pls dont cry next time when we shoot. its a torture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha.the team. kour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SEvy5JUh7OI/AAAAAAAAAPM/jn1fBsn3nnY/s1600-h/sengkang+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SEvy5JUh7OI/AAAAAAAAAPM/jn1fBsn3nnY/s320/sengkang+(3).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209524457552604386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i dont wear ties, its for the shoot, dont mind wearing though. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SEvy5UL2sTI/AAAAAAAAAPU/5gjgcaKSqy0/s1600-h/sengkang+(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SEvy5UL2sTI/AAAAAAAAAPU/5gjgcaKSqy0/s320/sengkang+(4).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209524460469006642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the scary jump&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SEvy5-JsMpI/AAAAAAAAAPc/d-XRijsYQfE/s1600-h/sengkang+(10).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SEvy5-JsMpI/AAAAAAAAAPc/d-XRijsYQfE/s320/sengkang+(10).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209524471734219410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the sleep over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SEvwKet71aI/AAAAAAAAAOk/uzVnbJIFNlM/s1600-h/june7+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209521456819197346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SEvwKet71aI/AAAAAAAAAOk/uzVnbJIFNlM/s320/june7+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; andrea, me and angie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SEvwL8KWVSI/AAAAAAAAAOs/fUlVmV6-8JE/s1600-h/june7+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209521481902871842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SEvwL8KWVSI/AAAAAAAAAOs/fUlVmV6-8JE/s320/june7+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fascinated with what the lenses can do and andrea.... nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SEvwMPlnX_I/AAAAAAAAAO0/yY8i7LI2gfM/s1600-h/june7+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209521487117508594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SEvwMPlnX_I/AAAAAAAAAO0/yY8i7LI2gfM/s320/june7+(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the extreme shot~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SEvwMYe84QI/AAAAAAAAAO8/J5fLYRSOi2I/s1600-h/june7+(7).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209521489505476866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SEvwMYe84QI/AAAAAAAAAO8/J5fLYRSOi2I/s320/june7+(7).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; too bad we didnt manage to capture this in the vid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SEvwMmfXt0I/AAAAAAAAAPE/4A7DO2ah7iE/s1600-h/sengkang+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209521493265332034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SEvwMmfXt0I/AAAAAAAAAPE/4A7DO2ah7iE/s320/sengkang+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The dangerous jump that didnt seem to be that high on the video. hahaha. i was wet all the way down anyways. tht explains why my hair looks shitly flat and i shouldnt havecut my hair. darn!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bc76db57bc5b957e" 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/7658919272195910193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=7658919272195910193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/7658919272195910193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/7658919272195910193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/06/okay-i-finally-have-time-and-mood-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SEvy5JUh7OI/AAAAAAAAAPM/jn1fBsn3nnY/s72-c/sengkang+(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-344310365308334890</id><published>2008-06-05T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T21:42:12.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no point updating at the moment..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-344310365308334890?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/344310365308334890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=344310365308334890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/344310365308334890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/344310365308334890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-point-updating-at-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-5309835936717350711</id><published>2008-05-28T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T05:11:28.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when weewee called me and told me that shes back. i cldnt believe that it has already been a week. wow. im so not having a holiday. read the previous entry. i really need to go out. *hint biatch* i know i know, i always say i wanna hang out but then back out the last min. what a bastard i can be sometimes. well, things just get into my way... at the last min most of the time. it seems to me that weewee is rotting badly at home after she came back from heaven of fluffy clouds and prince charming boy... or sometimes girl.. or sometimes... it. what? its thailand. this is their culture right. at least she came back as a girl, untouched and with my BELT. oright. she bought one thts identical to hers...okay. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, andrea, ben and dion stayed over at my place. watched movies until it hits 5am. and for the first time im actually not tired. haha, andrea says that my room wld be perfect with a.c. ohhh god... and i know that! its hell in my room. burning hot. u'll get all sticky and sweaty. i so want to get a.c for my room.... argh.... i wld go home everyday without my mum calling me back every hour on phone if i have one. ok, shall stop with the complaining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-5309835936717350711?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/5309835936717350711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=5309835936717350711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/5309835936717350711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/5309835936717350711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-weewee-called-me-and-told-me-that.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-6051337521991169180</id><published>2008-05-22T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T09:32:36.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;while waiting to enter zouk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SDWe4Bem59I/AAAAAAAAAOU/ZtWm7rCutg4/s1600-h/xxxxxxxxxxx.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SDWe4Bem59I/AAAAAAAAAOU/ZtWm7rCutg4/s320/xxxxxxxxxxx.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203239629803153362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;still waiting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SDWe4Rem5-I/AAAAAAAAAOc/LQCxcSXJMaY/s1600-h/xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SDWe4Rem5-I/AAAAAAAAAOc/LQCxcSXJMaY/s320/xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203239634098120674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i feel bad, always spoiling the shot. tsk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SDWbeBem54I/AAAAAAAAANs/fsHSsdYR2AI/s1600-h/DSC02036%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SDWbeBem54I/AAAAAAAAANs/fsHSsdYR2AI/s320/DSC02036%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203235884591671170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;weewee's hot DJ, she claims&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SDWbehem55I/AAAAAAAAAN0/DX3Jz_lPtRs/s1600-h/IMG_4064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SDWbehem55I/AAAAAAAAAN0/DX3Jz_lPtRs/s320/IMG_4064.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203235893181605778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;find me if you can~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SDWbexem56I/AAAAAAAAAN8/wxmp1RdDljM/s1600-h/IMG_4103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SDWbexem56I/AAAAAAAAAN8/wxmp1RdDljM/s320/IMG_4103.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203235897476573090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;look wht happened when we went off. lucky us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SDWbfBem57I/AAAAAAAAAOE/I2n0-9qKi8s/s1600-h/IMG_4442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SDWbfBem57I/AAAAAAAAAOE/I2n0-9qKi8s/s320/IMG_4442.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203235901771540402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;finally, a smile with teeths&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SDWbgBem58I/AAAAAAAAAOM/pYkRvRe2ktQ/s1600-h/P170508_21.40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SDWbgBem58I/AAAAAAAAAOM/pYkRvRe2ktQ/s320/P170508_21.40.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203235918951409602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so freaking busy. haha. ok. i know i kept mentioning it but i AM. hahaha. erm. i think i need a social life. i have to get to know new people. sigh, not an easy task. so. i got the ugly pictures of me clubbing with hui, jess and jul last sat. so ill shall talk alil abt tht slimy, sweaty and tight experience i had. haha. disgusting right? i guess u just have to get use to it if u wanna club. like i expected, we had to squeeze the hell out of us to... whatever there is to be done, walking... dancing... jumping.... talking.... yea. u have to get let close, like skin to skin to do all of tht. the worse was to get out from the dance floor. jul wasnt feeling well and she wanted to go to the toilet, so i brought her out from the floor. god damn. one step took like 3mins each. do the math. i wont say that it was bad. im not a clubbing type. seriously. haha. but still it was still fascinating looking at hui and jess dance, bounce, twitch erm.. yea, that kinda stuff non-stop and still enjoying it. amazing. wonder women. jul isnt abnormal afterall? LOL. actually come to think of it, it was tht bitchy wee who wanted me to go so badly... she owe me big time. she better come back with my thai made belt or else thats it. WAHHAHA. like im so important hur?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-6051337521991169180?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/6051337521991169180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=6051337521991169180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/6051337521991169180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/6051337521991169180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/05/while-waiting-to-enter-zouk.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SDWe4Bem59I/AAAAAAAAAOU/ZtWm7rCutg4/s72-c/xxxxxxxxxxx.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-6768904870569112907</id><published>2008-05-18T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T21:37:11.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, im suppose to update the entry for last sat night. apparently charlie's angel didnt send me the pictures. so i wont update until i get the pictures. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for now. im just gonna talk abt current affairs. IM FREAKING BUSY. its holiday but its worse than having sch. ok. as long as i'm having fun. have to do a jump shoot with the kour production. then i have to finish modeling one human head by the end of this holiday. what else. oh. story boarding with dion. script for sigg. what else, arh, cant remember, theres just something else. omg. so busy. oh well. but its cool. just hope crewsade and kour wont clash into each other. schedules tight as hell. I HAVE NO TIME TO PLAY GTA. talk abt getting a gf. pruuufff. cant get one with time anyway, no diff. =..='' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-6768904870569112907?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/6768904870569112907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=6768904870569112907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/6768904870569112907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/6768904870569112907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/05/okay-im-suppose-to-update-entry-for.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-1326471666549915610</id><published>2008-05-11T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T05:09:49.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;okay. i have dragged way to long to update this entry. As a result i have forgotten most of what i wanted to type. erm... Oh. went out with weewee last sat, as usual. we were doing our assignments at ecp's starbucks. She takes forever to finish coloring her birds. Hopefully shes done with it already. We did not meet this week because ... well, lets just say we didnt plan it. what else did i do for the past few weeks. OH. right. IRONMAN. watched it with my coursemates. Its a kickass movie. not bad at all for a marvel movie. might even be one of the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my posture is soooo retarded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SCbggL3GXTI/AAAAAAAAANU/dcj5HodrFQ4/s1600-h/P5022400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SCbggL3GXTI/AAAAAAAAANU/dcj5HodrFQ4/s320/P5022400.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199089663390145842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;inside the lift. we just had to take one inside...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SCbggr3GXUI/AAAAAAAAANc/lE8p9M2sEB4/s1600-h/P5022425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SCbggr3GXUI/AAAAAAAAANc/lE8p9M2sEB4/s320/P5022425.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199089671980080450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ben and i's about to kick some ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SCbghL3GXVI/AAAAAAAAANk/QIY1ojjTqxA/s1600-h/P5022461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SCbghL3GXVI/AAAAAAAAANk/QIY1ojjTqxA/s320/P5022461.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199089680570015058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;can you believe it. a guy wrote a song for my bitchy buddy. a guy who doesnt even know who she is. weewee u lucky ass. i dont even have anyone to do anything for. she said ' you have to find your own happiness' well, finding happiness isint easy at all. dont even know where to start with. haha. happiness can you just appear out from somewhere and happinize me for once in my life. i'll deeply appreciate it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-1326471666549915610?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/1326471666549915610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=1326471666549915610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/1326471666549915610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/1326471666549915610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/05/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/SCbggL3GXTI/AAAAAAAAANU/dcj5HodrFQ4/s72-c/P5022400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-7579051726191397360</id><published>2008-04-28T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T21:56:18.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JUST met ng weewee last sat and sun. haha. we went to ecp's big splash to have our delicious dinner. okay, mine's only the brownie and icecream. what? im pretty broke okay, and that still cost me 8 bucks. ya. 8 freaking bucks even after i shared with her. but its really good im telling u. so after we went to one jetty, not the bedok one. haha. and started talking cock. haha. we so wanna get out of singapore and travel. but its just two of us? who wants to join the club? hahaha. shes thinking of cruising while i just wanna get out of this stupid island. nvm. so we went back to get my bicycle. then she suggested, why not ride her back since her house is so NEAR and shes so LIGHT. erm, ya, i perspired like crazy just sending the both of us back to my house. then i decided tht its time i get some air away from my mum, LOL, so i break out from my house, took all the needed accessory and headed to weewee's house to do our individual hw. how exciting is that hur. i shld leave early the next day but i woke up late. so i stayed all the way until 6.30 helping her out with the sch projects. wow. there goes my weekend. COOL HUR. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-7579051726191397360?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/7579051726191397360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=7579051726191397360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/7579051726191397360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/7579051726191397360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-met-ng-weewee-last-sat-and-sun.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-3733780364934029873</id><published>2008-04-23T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T21:23:39.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i feel that of everyone, i am the odd one. not that im special, not that im of anything great. im just that odd one out. seems like i can never connect with people for a long period of time. they just leave. ill say that perhaps im already use to it yet ill be darn glad if things were to change. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-3733780364934029873?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/3733780364934029873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=3733780364934029873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3733780364934029873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3733780364934029873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/04/sometimes-i-feel-that-of-everyone-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-3482294157939036949</id><published>2008-04-19T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T08:23:40.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just had dinner with ng weewee, i have no idea but we're always laughing. like two retarded small kids hanging out. we had durian ice creams, which i have another 3 at home, shes always doing the ordering, damn it. but its ok, the ice cream was really good. everything was practically great WHEN i lost my fking book. NOT even considered my book, it belongs to the marineparade librarys. ARGH!!!! goddamn. i so dont wanna pay for the book, i have alot to buy for march. SO UNLUCKY, dont know if its that SOMEONE who brought me such luck. anyway, its JUST a book, i keep telling myself.. argh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-3482294157939036949?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/3482294157939036949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=3482294157939036949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3482294157939036949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3482294157939036949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-had-dinner-with-ng-weewee-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-7421472172938478061</id><published>2008-04-17T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T08:23:41.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what shld i say, i shldnt be back until fri, nothing seems to go right for me i guess. i came back today and everything might seem alot worse if nobody bothers but a friend did, i mean at least somebody's there u know. so thanks to ng weewee, okay, it was not that bad, at least i bonded with some people during camp, so it was not totally at waste. oh well, im glad im back to rest to get my health back, theres no place like home, although i dont speak to my mum much when im back, i actually missed her. wahahha. so SWEET right, these words will only be seen here, never will it be from my mouth. ahahaha. cause that will be... grosss, to me. anyway, im back and i feel more lazy than ever, i just slept the whole day away, woke up then slack all the way too. its 11.16 right... sigh, my only regret not staying is the nightwalk. ARGH. nvm. i wldnt have even made it to this late if i were to have stayed. sch's reopeing and i cant wait to be back and get busy again. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks for the reminder that i'm not alone, buddy. i guess i owe u one? haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-7421472172938478061?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/7421472172938478061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=7421472172938478061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/7421472172938478061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/7421472172938478061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-shld-i-say-i-shldnt-be-back-until.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-6615655009488743984</id><published>2008-04-07T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T08:35:46.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The firestation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R_o-tTcssrI/AAAAAAAAAM0/T-XJKMY7QpA/s1600-h/DSC00277+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R_o-tTcssrI/AAAAAAAAAM0/T-XJKMY7QpA/s320/DSC00277+copy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186526868906226354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it was extremely HOT that day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R_o-tjcsssI/AAAAAAAAAM8/-QTFobske7I/s1600-h/DSC00279+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R_o-tjcsssI/AAAAAAAAAM8/-QTFobske7I/s320/DSC00279+copy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186526873201193666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Raj the firefighter, not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R_o-tzcsstI/AAAAAAAAANE/zQGeCCeVDA8/s1600-h/DSC00314+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R_o-tzcsstI/AAAAAAAAANE/zQGeCCeVDA8/s320/DSC00314+copy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186526877496160978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Crewsaders&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R_o-uDcssuI/AAAAAAAAANM/-xvy_ot2EAE/s1600-h/DSC00325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R_o-uDcssuI/AAAAAAAAANM/-xvy_ot2EAE/s320/DSC00325.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186526881791128290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was jamming an hour ago. haha, we managed to play one song which is cool. i decided to record it cause i thought we played it smoothly but i have this feeling its gonna sound bad in the record and yes i am right. ok. maybe its just me, i sounded like im screaming and my voice is just so off. oh well. nvm. practice is all we need. haha. and i forgotten to mention tht raj, dion, wendy, greg and i went to the firestation to do some research on our project. it was kinda worth it, got lotsa information. yea. ALRIGHT. thts all for today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-6615655009488743984?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/6615655009488743984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=6615655009488743984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/6615655009488743984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/6615655009488743984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/04/firestation-it-was-extremely-hot-that.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R_o-tTcssrI/AAAAAAAAAM0/T-XJKMY7QpA/s72-c/DSC00277+copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-2331863623767048400</id><published>2008-04-06T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T09:03:49.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My fav picture =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R_j0PjcssqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/D_NJOw8sDUI/s1600-h/Photo+18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R_j0PjcssqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/D_NJOw8sDUI/s320/Photo+18.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186163518967952034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i have sinned again, i edited the pic so ill look less uglier. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R_jx8jcssoI/AAAAAAAAAMc/71c0rJQCAR8/s1600-h/DSC01223.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R_jx8jcssoI/AAAAAAAAAMc/71c0rJQCAR8/s320/DSC01223.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186160993527181954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;try the chicken at cineleisure cafe, she said its good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R_jx8zcsspI/AAAAAAAAAMk/8ZCWMXrkqcQ/s1600-h/DSC01216-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R_jx8zcsspI/AAAAAAAAAMk/8ZCWMXrkqcQ/s320/DSC01216-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186160997822149266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Global warming has begun, do your part now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R_jpcTcsskI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Hhh2YU1m5TA/s1600-h/Photo+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R_jpcTcsskI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Hhh2YU1m5TA/s320/Photo+6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186151643383378498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;look at her head. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R_jpcjcsslI/AAAAAAAAAME/7tHCdWYqPyE/s1600-h/Photo+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R_jpcjcsslI/AAAAAAAAAME/7tHCdWYqPyE/s320/Photo+11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186151647678345810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;photobooth doesnt last us very long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R_jpcjcssmI/AAAAAAAAAMM/sQCSuqAdpkc/s1600-h/Photo+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R_jpcjcssmI/AAAAAAAAAMM/sQCSuqAdpkc/s320/Photo+16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186151647678345826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;inside joke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R_jpczcssnI/AAAAAAAAAMU/CVUVFWo8z1U/s1600-h/Photo+20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R_jpczcssnI/AAAAAAAAAMU/CVUVFWo8z1U/s320/Photo+20.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186151651973313138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so TIRED, thanks to someone. haha. oh well, she had a bad day so how can just ignore right. lol. actually this was what happened, met hui on fri. seemed extremely pissed off for some reason, particular because of the other bad day and i was late when i met her. i just couldnt stop laughing to myself because, its just funny la. her face and her stares. can be really scary and annoying sometimes. LOL. anyway, i knew it wasnt really my fault tht shes in a bad mood, obviously, im like some punching bag to her to vent her anger on. bitch. lol. nvm. so everything was ok by the time we reached orchard. talk and talk and talk and her complaining about how borin her life is and how shes gonna save it, ruin it, thats what i think. lol. i dont know how the hell i spent so much money yesterday, i feel really bad because im not suppose to spend the money i have on fri, its for my bloody exlink top up. shit. now i have to save back the money. anyway, i think bad luck has fall upon hui. lol, ohwell, she asked for it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-2331863623767048400?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/2331863623767048400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=2331863623767048400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/2331863623767048400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/2331863623767048400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-have-sinned-again-i-edited-pic-so-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R_j0PjcssqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/D_NJOw8sDUI/s72-c/Photo+18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-5680062826229765296</id><published>2008-04-01T07:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T07:53:37.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. that day raj and i went to various places to do our r&amp;amp;d. how hardworking right. researching on anything related to firefighters. pretty cool. went to the fire station, some toy stores where they sell mini fire trucks and firefighter dolls. they're extremely expensive. oh man, aside our personal project i seriously i want to go out. just hang arnd. BUT IM FREAKING BROKE. argh.... im serious, very very broke. omg. its a good thing i dont have a gf. hahahahaha. but if i have a gf, i wld be a diff story, i think ill save up even more money. oh well. meeting hui and the rest this sat to ice skate. yay. hahha. never tried it before. haha, the funny thing is apple asked me along to ice skate with the doc group members. haha. such coincidence. oh well. i dont mind gg actually. i dont care anymore, id rather go out than work. no life at all. ALRIGHT. better go now. i have lotsa of dvd to watch. maybe 'working' isint tht bad afterall. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-5680062826229765296?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/5680062826229765296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=5680062826229765296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/5680062826229765296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/5680062826229765296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/04/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-4578932037102045188</id><published>2008-03-26T21:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T21:29:42.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i FEEL so lazy.. extremely lazy. ARGH. im suppose to work today but then i woke up, bathed, wore my specs which already was an intention of not gg anywhere. ive never really been to work with my specs on or infact anywhere unlesss, my eyes are really in pain or something. i have been sleeping late for a couple of days since holiday started. i simply hate holidays. its just so... unhealthy. hahhaa. sigh, and im not gg for camp, the only one whos not gg. not that i want anyone to acc me with but.. ahaha. alright. for some reasons i dont see the point of gg anymore or maybe i just dont want to because of many many many reasons. i mean i can work and earn some cash instead of having lotsa fun, getting to know new people, shout like nobody cares and you know... once in a lifetime thing, well, its not exactly the same anymore. SO what am i gonna do today, i might visit the libary, get some food outside instead of the instant noodle, do some research on whatever there is to learn and.... argh, i shall just slack for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-4578932037102045188?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/4578932037102045188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=4578932037102045188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4578932037102045188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4578932037102045188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-feel-so-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-7774410318640051643</id><published>2008-03-23T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T05:16:45.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R-ZIgzcssfI/AAAAAAAAALU/tgeXe4WGb3w/s1600-h/P220308_00.05.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R-ZIgzcssfI/AAAAAAAAALU/tgeXe4WGb3w/s320/P220308_00.05.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180908149739926002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R-ZIhTcssgI/AAAAAAAAALc/es4VWe6jIA8/s1600-h/P220308_00.04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R-ZIhTcssgI/AAAAAAAAALc/es4VWe6jIA8/s320/P220308_00.04.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180908158329860610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R-ZIhjcsshI/AAAAAAAAALk/5QNG9LQARVY/s1600-h/P210308_23.59%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R-ZIhjcsshI/AAAAAAAAALk/5QNG9LQARVY/s320/P210308_23.59%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180908162624827922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R-ZIhzcssiI/AAAAAAAAALs/aSem6W8A738/s1600-h/P210308_23.12%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R-ZIhzcssiI/AAAAAAAAALs/aSem6W8A738/s320/P210308_23.12%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180908166919795234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R-ZIiDcssjI/AAAAAAAAAL0/6Z4w6Vte-HE/s1600-h/P210308_23.11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R-ZIiDcssjI/AAAAAAAAAL0/6Z4w6Vte-HE/s320/P210308_23.11.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180908171214762546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What is OVER is OVER. im talking abt p1. i wont be upset over it anymore. I KNOW WHAT TO DO FOR this holiday already. im gonna improve in my aftereffects and im gonna try... to finish ned. my 3d punk model. oh ya, and some project which ill shall not be actually talking abt it.. haha. so this shld cover up all the slacking. yay. finally gotten all the pics from jul, went out last fri with them, its a shame jess cldnt make it hopefully she shows up next week. haha. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-7774410318640051643?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/7774410318640051643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=7774410318640051643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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final assignment is over... but its not exactly over if i dont pass it. sigh. never thought ill fail any of the modules. what really happened was actually my group couldnt make it for the video presentation which consists of 50% of the mark. i really feel that its kinda like my fault because as the leader not that im really one, its just the name, im suppose to push my grp members to finish before the deadline instead i was slacking pretty much. argh. in the end the editing took so long that we're still rendering the footage when other groups were presenting their vids. we're the only group.. total tragic. i felt better now though, after sholleh and the others watched our vid and gave us good comment about it. they said tht its a waste that we didnt showcase it. argh. 50%..... but we're really fortunate because everyone tried to help us, even our lecturer, he said tht he'll try to pursue the other lecs that are also marking to pass us. he's such a nice person man. nvm, its only after this that i realized that we need alot of discipline like what andrea said. athough she said that its better that we dont group with close friends next time, which i think we still shld cause we learn from our mistakes not run away from it. oh man, PLS pass us..... cause this module is freaking two mths long.... i dont wanna retake it. although we're late for submission but we did put alot of effort to do it SO plssssss. haha. ok. now for the holiday plans. alot to do and i need to find a new job. anyone has recommendations ? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-1072791495125111490?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/1072791495125111490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R9vzEjvQyTI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ea2ixRyLTds/s1600-h/DSC00214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R9vzEjvQyTI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ea2ixRyLTds/s320/DSC00214.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177999456231016754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R9vzFDvQyUI/AAAAAAAAAK0/JcUHu9JjIMA/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R9vzFDvQyUI/AAAAAAAAAK0/JcUHu9JjIMA/s320/DSC00220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177999464820951362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R9vzFjvQyVI/AAAAAAAAAK8/3HAss-k8Klw/s1600-h/DSC00222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R9vzFjvQyVI/AAAAAAAAAK8/3HAss-k8Klw/s320/DSC00222.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177999473410885970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R9vzFzvQyWI/AAAAAAAAALE/0egwGrrqe_g/s1600-h/DSC00237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R9vzFzvQyWI/AAAAAAAAALE/0egwGrrqe_g/s320/DSC00237.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177999477705853282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R9vzGDvQyXI/AAAAAAAAALM/wGYNDt_Xdvw/s1600-h/DSC00238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R9vzGDvQyXI/AAAAAAAAALM/wGYNDt_Xdvw/s320/DSC00238.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177999482000820594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from work... actually, i dont even feel lke im working today. why? cause today our supervisor wasnt there, and we had four ppl in the shop, usually theres only two. so we seriously got nothing to do. and so i had to do something to kill time off. i went shopping. WHAHHA. and guess what. i finally found the perfect bag for my mac. yay ! ok, not so perfect but its affordable for me. i can finally bring it out now. =)&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; friday was lotsa fun and laughters. jess, hui and i watched .... not waterhorse... instead we watched this stupid chinese asian singapore directed not so horror film. alright. but it was NOT bad. the ending was surprisingly unexpected. hahaha, singapore made films are getting better now... not a good news to us or at least me. cause how can i change the way singapore make film when its already changing. WHAHAHA. talk like im some pro but actually just a freaking noob. oh well, tht was the movie. we laughed alot at random stuffs and... we were talkng trash too. which is what i love to do alot. hahaha. fun la. still feel bad tht they cldnt club because i didnt want to. SORRY. shall go with u'll when my mums less childish and when money fills my pocket. HAHhAAHHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-4933774580027082683?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/4933774580027082683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=4933774580027082683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4933774580027082683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/4933774580027082683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-came-back-from-work.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R9vzEjvQyTI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ea2ixRyLTds/s72-c/DSC00214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-3886158136418008795</id><published>2008-03-13T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T07:28:42.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R9k5XDvQySI/AAAAAAAAAKk/J7d6zsano4I/s1600-h/DSC00892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R9k5XDvQySI/AAAAAAAAAKk/J7d6zsano4I/s320/DSC00892.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177232314942408994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, shldve updated this a few days earlier but i was really busy, ok, i was slacking too. anyway, went out with wee two days ago, it was great like always, we talked alot. haha, seem to have alot to talk with tht noobier. oh well, at least i have a friend. WHAHHAHAHA. i mean friend to go out with. we're meetin on fri again with jess, too bad juleen cant make it. she has night classes. hahaha. erm. i feel really bad because they wanted to club but i cldnt. for alot of reasons , particularly my mum and money. really am broke. i need to get a bag so i can blooody bring my macbk pro out. i cant wait to use it in sch. hahaha. not to show off kay. but first THE BAGGGG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-3886158136418008795?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/3886158136418008795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=3886158136418008795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3886158136418008795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/3886158136418008795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/03/hahaha-shldve-updated-this-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R9k5XDvQySI/AAAAAAAAAKk/J7d6zsano4I/s72-c/DSC00892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-5997277651710272094</id><published>2008-03-08T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T08:35:19.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R9K_wjvQyRI/AAAAAAAAAKc/MpnS8ScNrZQ/s1600-h/apple_logo2-full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409762750220562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R9K_wjvQyRI/AAAAAAAAAKc/MpnS8ScNrZQ/s320/apple_logo2-full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THE POWER OF APPLE IN THE PALM OF MY HAND&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/32160420-5997277651710272094?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/5997277651710272094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=5997277651710272094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/5997277651710272094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/5997277651710272094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/03/power-of-apple-in-palm-of-my-hand.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R9K_wjvQyRI/AAAAAAAAAKc/MpnS8ScNrZQ/s72-c/apple_logo2-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-2779696766322548916</id><published>2008-03-05T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T04:24:37.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE RETURN OF THE &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;BLACK&lt;/span&gt; ONE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trailer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"just imagine la"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;She's black... ok, not black, dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;She's short.... yes, no kidding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;She's one of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and shes back to kick some ass, not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;DONG DONG DONG DONG DONG- drum beats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Will the retarded animals reunite??????!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;COMMING SOON&lt;/span&gt; in the next meet up.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2008 MARCH...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-2779696766322548916?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/2779696766322548916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=2779696766322548916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/2779696766322548916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/2779696766322548916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/03/return-of-dark-one.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-5013594445342604612</id><published>2008-03-01T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T06:08:52.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172766669804416034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R8lb4TOsLCI/AAAAAAAAAKM/wAS492GCQkg/s320/nb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh boy, if this picture were not be de-saturated i think ill never post this. why? because my face was so red even my eyes were sore, i seriously cant drink. we laughed alot we crapped alot we had fun. its good when u realized that your old friends are still around, not like im saying they're dead or something. its just that i seriously feel unattached once again. i wldnt feel the way i feel now if it wasnt for that. why give me something and take it right away just when i tot i finally got it, god.havent you fool me enough yet?... i cant always just ask myself to keep moving on. its tiring and painful. ha. i shldve seen this comming, actually i sort of did. always not the ending i hope it'll be.oh well, i will not fall just yet, theres still a long way to go. not the same way i hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R8lb2TOsK_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Ogacy5wUzYs/s1600-h/DSC00204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172766635444677618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R8lb2TOsK_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Ogacy5wUzYs/s320/DSC00204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dressed up for our talkshow shoot. pretty cool. if only i can wear this all the time. i feel alot more confident. haha. have no idea why the pics so blur, 5mp sommore, what bullshit is this. ok, maybe i shaked when i took the pic.=..=''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R8lb3TOsLAI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/dgaOBdlzxsE/s1600-h/P2262117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172766652624546818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R8lb3TOsLAI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/dgaOBdlzxsE/s320/P2262117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just when i tot i can look good in the suit and all. andrea and angie made me into a monster. styled my hair like some crazy guy, added eyeliner on my face and swing my tie sideways. oh well, the host's suppose to be a crazy retard anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R8lb3zOsLBI/AAAAAAAAAKE/p6kZ0Y74Sso/s1600-h/P2021658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172766661214481426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R8lb3zOsLBI/AAAAAAAAAKE/p6kZ0Y74Sso/s320/P2021658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; just sooooooo tiring sometimes.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-5013594445342604612?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/5013594445342604612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=5013594445342604612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/5013594445342604612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/5013594445342604612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-boy-if-this-picture-were-not-be-de.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R8lb4TOsLCI/AAAAAAAAAKM/wAS492GCQkg/s72-c/nb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-5154930024158050920</id><published>2008-02-23T02:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T04:02:54.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAHAHA. what do u know we still talk like how we use to talk on phone when we took olevels long time ago, which was why i had to retake my o's. lol. So me and hui met at at town yesterday. haha. damn hilarious, first we wanted to catch ps.i love you but we cldnt because it was sold out then bought the L.change the world tickets at the wrong timming so in the end we didnt catch anything at all. haha. thats not the most retarded part, supposedly we're out to chill. BUT we're like walking all the time, up and down cineleisure. FUN RIGHT!? hahaha. n i dont know why she kept laughing and saying things that doesnt make a single sense at all, think maybe studying in nafa's too stress? i dont know. hhaha. so in the end we just eat and eat and eat. haha. then we talked alot, updating on what we have been doing this kinda stuff. actually she talked so much more than me until she almost lost her voice, weakling. anyway, it was darn cool hanging out with her again since the last time we met dont know how many mths ago. thanks to her magical editing skills, im less uglier in the pictures but still.. argh, i think she set her cam to "only i'm pretty but others..." mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;weewee&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170139917572791394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R8AG3Mn-XGI/AAAAAAAAAJM/lFslFhBaSJQ/s320/DSC00186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the smarter one&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R8AG3cn-XHI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Jyx20uk_6fA/s1600-h/DSC00680%252Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170139921867758706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R8AG3cn-XHI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Jyx20uk_6fA/s320/DSC00680%252Bcopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ill look much worse if this were not be edited.haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R8AG3sn-XII/AAAAAAAAAJc/O8KD-ESAf6s/s1600-h/DSC00661%252Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170139926162726018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R8AG3sn-XII/AAAAAAAAAJc/O8KD-ESAf6s/s320/DSC00661%252Bcopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; always laughing at random things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R8AG38n-XJI/AAAAAAAAAJk/kdeGdR7OSKc/s1600-h/DSC00665%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170139930457693330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R8AG38n-XJI/AAAAAAAAAJk/kdeGdR7OSKc/s320/DSC00665%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; delicious...NOT&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R8AG48n-XKI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mNIMNgK5poM/s1600-h/DSC00670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170139947637562530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R8AG48n-XKI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mNIMNgK5poM/s320/DSC00670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-5154930024158050920?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/5154930024158050920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=5154930024158050920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/5154930024158050920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/5154930024158050920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/02/wahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R8AG3Mn-XGI/AAAAAAAAAJM/lFslFhBaSJQ/s72-c/DSC00186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-2724436646375626330</id><published>2008-02-21T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T07:11:02.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;people who know me in school, should by now know that i just bought my vaio. its obvious because i had to carry that hideous vaio bag to school and i take extreme care of it which seems scary to some people. BUT I HAVE ABANDON IT. muahahaha. let me explain. initially i tried to convince myself that its just like mac which then turn out to be worse than my friends toshiba laptop. nvm, then it had lags and problems so i changed a new piece only after four days i bought it. YET, today, i found out an incovenient truth about my laptop. windows vista sux all the way to the core and its running on 3gb ram only eventhough i had 4gb ram in it. so, in another words, i got CHEATED. so little andrea and i went to harvey norman, gave some attitude to them and yesssss i got the refund. wow. and i tot that is impossible. soooo. all im saying is i will soon be getting... MAC BOOK PRO~~~~~~~~ weeeeee~ what can i say, i think bill gates should take a bite of the apple too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169438381909629842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R72I0cn-W5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/msjGxDJBpTc/s320/apple-logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169438377614662530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R72I0Mn-W4I/AAAAAAAAAHc/i8vvmN2ns-A/s320/index_top20071026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, the only thing i love about my ex-vaio is the pics that we took with it but macbook pro has this function as well so...haha, vaio still loses out in everyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ai yai, captain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R72M-Mn-W-I/AAAAAAAAAIM/2jplTIzFotw/s1600-h/IMG00016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169442947459865570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R72M-Mn-W-I/AAAAAAAAAIM/2jplTIzFotw/s320/IMG00016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;im johnny nam~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R72NhMn-W_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/RcMUgVfB80s/s1600-h/IMG00018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169443548755287026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R72NhMn-W_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/RcMUgVfB80s/s320/IMG00018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; shanghai noobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R72Nhcn-XAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/-ZTxCZNrZbs/s1600-h/IMG00023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169443553050254338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R72Nhcn-XAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/-ZTxCZNrZbs/s320/IMG00023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it's a boy. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R72Nhsn-XBI/AAAAAAAAAIk/CiHboNxxiKE/s1600-h/IMG00054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169443557345221650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R72Nhsn-XBI/AAAAAAAAAIk/CiHboNxxiKE/s320/IMG00054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E.T comes home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R72Nh8n-XCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/BqXifvW4KyQ/s1600-h/IMG00068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169443561640188962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R72Nh8n-XCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/BqXifvW4KyQ/s320/IMG00068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; angie becomes a furball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R72NiMn-XDI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Op-pA_wnGVA/s1600-h/IMG00078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169443565935156274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R72NiMn-XDI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Op-pA_wnGVA/s320/IMG00078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; let meee outtttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169442943164898258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R72M98n-W9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/7holrjQk4RQ/s320/IMG00013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tall and the short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169442930279996322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R72M9Mn-W6I/AAAAAAAAAHs/o3oCVY5cbqg/s320/IMG00003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; goodbye my lousy vaio =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R72M9cn-W7I/AAAAAAAAAH0/3X7mKpaXbTQ/s1600-h/IMG00005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169442934574963634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R72M9cn-W7I/AAAAAAAAAH0/3X7mKpaXbTQ/s320/IMG00005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169451047768185938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R72UVsn-XFI/AAAAAAAAAJE/w0fb71aEjKc/s320/IMG00006.jpg" border="0" /&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/32160420-2724436646375626330?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/2724436646375626330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=2724436646375626330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/2724436646375626330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/2724436646375626330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/02/people-who-know-me-in-school-should-by.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R72I0cn-W5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/msjGxDJBpTc/s72-c/apple-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-1597589147927586466</id><published>2008-02-15T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T09:03:41.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im such a fiasco.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-1597589147927586466?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/1597589147927586466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=1597589147927586466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/1597589147927586466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/1597589147927586466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-such-fiasco.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-4558292967339556607</id><published>2008-02-11T04:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T04:55:43.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is what i call funnnnnnnnnnnnnnn. hahaha. This is like the very first time, a big grp of my sch mates hang out tgt. so cool, we're like all dressed up, mine's kinda simple though. haha. we spent the whole day and i mean it, we didnt even slack or stone, we watched movie, played lan, and went to he pan for the rides. the rides are freaking amazing. damn bloody fun, me and raj were like screaming at each other, hahaha. oh well, these are some of the pics angie took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MOIsss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R7BBgsn-WuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/XdbmQ8Tc8NI/s1600-h/P2091736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165700802584402658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R7BBgsn-WuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/XdbmQ8Tc8NI/s320/P2091736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ugly, but the only shot of me in close up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R7BBhMn-WvI/AAAAAAAAAGU/DcFAv3jufm8/s1600-h/P2091765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165700811174337266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R7BBhMn-WvI/AAAAAAAAAGU/DcFAv3jufm8/s320/P2091765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R7BBhsn-WwI/AAAAAAAAAGc/z_q_4tqX8IU/s1600-h/P2091790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165700819764271874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R7BBhsn-WwI/AAAAAAAAAGc/z_q_4tqX8IU/s320/P2091790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cool right,only im in motion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R7BBh8n-WxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/nf-TqK7s__c/s1600-h/P2091797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165700824059239186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R7BBh8n-WxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/nf-TqK7s__c/s320/P2091797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i didnt know angie's taking the pic until..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R7BBicn-WyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/5FxUjMeAGkg/s1600-h/P2091798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165700832649173794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R7BBicn-WyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/5FxUjMeAGkg/s320/P2091798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Movvvvieeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R7BApMn-WtI/AAAAAAAAAGE/p-Rr264dJYA/s1600-h/P2091720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165699849101662930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R7BApMn-WtI/AAAAAAAAAGE/p-Rr264dJYA/s320/P2091720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on the way to hepan&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165701820491651906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R7BCb8n-W0I/AAAAAAAAAG8/RvTC6pcIzFE/s320/P2091808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;wahaha! cant remb what we're looking at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165701811901717298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R7BCbcn-WzI/AAAAAAAAAG0/QSbL8PK0giw/s320/P2091805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we're inside when angie took this. FUN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165701824786619218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R7BCcMn-W1I/AAAAAAAAAHE/kJHbZRo-Qjo/s320/P2091839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;super high after the ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165701833376553826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R7BCcsn-W2I/AAAAAAAAAHM/nZ0PFfSTpXY/s320/P2091844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;next ride,TOP GUN, the one on the left is me, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165701841966488434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R7BCdMn-W3I/AAAAAAAAAHU/Aem-9b4jGt0/s320/P2091851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R7BBgsn-WuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/XdbmQ8Tc8NI/s72-c/P2091736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-6200145261097913869</id><published>2008-02-08T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T19:13:02.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, cny's so simple this year. just visited three of my mum's relatives. i dont know if its just me or what, but i think my mum and i are trying very hard to socialize with them. at least for me, im always the guy who sits around in their house looking at random shows played on their huge tv. oh well, its only once a year so it doesnt really matter much. today, is what i call "cny", haha, hanging out with the MOIs, erm, actually i wont call this "cny" because rajs joining us which is cool, you hardly see him outside having fun, busy guy. oh ya, just watched juno on my com yest, its a great movie but dont watch it in the cinema. haha. its a comedy that tells you alot about life. and im so captivated by some of the moments in the movie. ya.. like the conversation of juno and his dad. geee, i better go get rdy, dont wwant the guys to wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-6200145261097913869?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/6200145261097913869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=6200145261097913869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/6200145261097913869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/6200145261097913869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/02/haha-cnys-so-simple-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-2920247777821465414</id><published>2008-02-06T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T05:52:54.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its cny eve!!!! but it doesnt feel like it. i watched 27 dresses with ethel today. its not bad, though i expected more because devil wears prada's really good. but katherine heigl's freaking attractive and cute. hhaha, i spent alot of money this week, seriously, dont even dare to look at my bank slip. i cant believe that i spend $80 on a shirt in topman yesterday when i already promised my mum that ill not buy any clothes more than 30 anymore. argh, im so sorry but i cldnt help it, the things tht i like are always so freaking EX !!!! argh. hopefully the angbaos will cover my expenses. not~ way too much damage done to my bank acc. cant wait for cny to end. cant wait to watch jumper and my hands on the vaio next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im glad...&lt;br /&gt;we met each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32160420-2920247777821465414?l=beyondperplexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/feeds/2920247777821465414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32160420&amp;postID=2920247777821465414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/2920247777821465414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32160420/posts/default/2920247777821465414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondperplexity.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-cny-eve-but-it-doesnt-feel-like-it.html' title=''/><author><name>jwn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32160420.post-8500328174480967852</id><published>2008-02-04T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T07:47:51.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this block is freaking slack but i love it. hahahahha. my mum just bought me a sony vaio which has quite similiar specs as mac book pro. haha. the only thing tht really attracted me to this vaio is actually the 4gb ram. freaking fast can. but the design aint tht nice, kinda look abit like mac though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to dotc i made a really good friend. =) random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R6cyKrEgbcI/AAAAAAAAAF8/QIk3UeGywwI/s1600-h/ft2_pic9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163150656745270722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R6cyKrEgbcI/AAAAAAAAAF8/QIk3UeGywwI/s320/ft2_pic9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9EIFsuYspM/R6cyGbEgbbI/AAAAAAAAAF0/s7hNtAfAcWE/s1600-h/ft2_pic4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163150583730826674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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