<?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-1084064699866681252</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:39:05.315+08:00</updated><category term='Cars'/><category term='Gaming'/><category term='Olympics'/><category term='Party'/><category term='Tag'/><category term='Rants'/><category term='General'/><category term='Exams'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Food'/><category term='AOL'/><category term='Tech'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Cheer'/><category term='Art'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Picture of the Day'/><category term='Guest'/><category term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Keith's Tantrums { childish-keith.blogspot.com }</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>299</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-8864397246438926124</id><published>2008-11-30T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T00:34:00.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Productivity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alright!&lt;/span&gt; I shall be busy to keep my mind off things. Bwahahahaha. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be planning a hectic week for myself next week, and the week after, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why are We Still Friends&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;98 Degrees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-8864397246438926124?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/8864397246438926124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=8864397246438926124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/8864397246438926124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/8864397246438926124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/productivity.html' title='Productivity.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-4983658232267083036</id><published>2008-11-29T01:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T01:38:16.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Sporting Intentions.</title><content type='html'>I worry too much. Well, mostly over my personal effects. Old habits die hard, they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM is over, I somehow don't feel the excitement like I felt during my post-UPSR or PMR days. But there are always things to do. Just have to look around. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should list on my resolutions to do after SPM until I get into a tertiary education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first, get a goodnight's sleep now. Off to trim and dye/highlight hair tomorrow. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thank &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, you know. * wink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vertigo&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-4983658232267083036?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/4983658232267083036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=4983658232267083036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4983658232267083036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4983658232267083036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/sporting-intentions.html' title='Sporting Intentions.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-5902769374483350654</id><published>2008-11-28T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T00:32:46.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Three Hundred and Twelve.</title><content type='html'>Finally updated the look of my blog. The old one was looking well, old and dated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing you all will notice is the disappearance of the photo collage as my header. I'm working on a new header and will upload it as soon as it's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made the overall look of the blog more minimalistic as it's the trend now. Other things that I want to point out is the links section on the right slightly more attractive and the slight change at the top of each individual blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha. Just boasting about my achievements. It took 2 hours okay? Let me revel in it for awhile more. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should post something more substantial in tomorrow's post. That is all! Goodnight and Happy Thanksgiving in advance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love Changes (Everything)&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Climie Fisher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-5902769374483350654?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/5902769374483350654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=5902769374483350654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5902769374483350654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5902769374483350654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/three-hundred-and-twelve.html' title='Three Hundred and Twelve.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-4477531723087966425</id><published>2008-11-27T20:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T01:56:33.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>#301</title><content type='html'>Going to have a quick update here. I'm off to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;facelift &lt;/span&gt;my blog skin. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="375" height="294"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WoDQdATT1gI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WoDQdATT1gI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="375" height="294"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Dream on, dream on, dream on,&lt;br /&gt;Dream yourself a dream come true;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream on, dream on, dream on,&lt;br /&gt;Dream until your dreams come true;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream on, dream on, dream on, dream on, dream on, dream on, dream on ...&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents really disappoint me.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pffft&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;SPM is over&lt;/span&gt;. Joy to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dream On&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aerosmith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-4477531723087966425?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/4477531723087966425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=4477531723087966425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4477531723087966425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4477531723087966425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/301.html' title='#301'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-5920490035579619565</id><published>2008-11-25T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T00:07:09.453+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>#300.</title><content type='html'>Well, my three hundredth post. Wanted to changed the outlook and layout of my blog along with this post but I guess I over-posted the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know much,&lt;br /&gt;But I know I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;That may be,&lt;br /&gt;All you need to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Don't Know Much by Linda Ronstadt &amp;amp; Aaron Neville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't Know Much&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Linda Ronstadt &amp;amp; Aaron Neville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-5920490035579619565?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/5920490035579619565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=5920490035579619565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5920490035579619565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5920490035579619565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/300.html' title='#300.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-6258661174796597790</id><published>2008-11-23T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:43:19.847+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cars'/><title type='text'>Bob.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No, it's not you Tzer Thorng, aka Bob. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about an old &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;maroon-coloured&lt;/span&gt; Proton Wira that my dad borrowed from his company. I've been driving around it recently despite it being old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple because it's a manual. It's been months since I've passed my driving test and it's been that long since I last drove a manual car. Took it out today around Subang and I'm happy to report that I haven't forgot how to drive one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine, so my engine did died a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;couple&lt;/span&gt; of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a manual is rather fun. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I named the car &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Bob&lt;/span&gt;. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shape of My Heart&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Backstreet Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-6258661174796597790?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/6258661174796597790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=6258661174796597790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/6258661174796597790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/6258661174796597790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/bob.html' title='Bob.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-4064290252728195797</id><published>2008-11-22T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T01:00:23.704+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Petani in the City.</title><content type='html'>You know that I don't get you or understand you everytime. I admit it alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do try my best, always. And I'll keep doing until you're alright. I won't give up, enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you alrights, '&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sister&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: And Kayu. I'm here for you if anything. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If Today was Your Last Day&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nickelback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-4064290252728195797?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/4064290252728195797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=4064290252728195797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4064290252728195797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4064290252728195797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/petani-in-city.html' title='Petani in the City.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-1539574056113897582</id><published>2008-11-21T11:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T11:12:05.258+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheer'/><title type='text'>Attention.</title><content type='html'>To any &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Vulcanz&lt;/span&gt; member who happens to read this, there is an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;official practice tomorrow morning&lt;/span&gt; in the school at 8 a.m. sharp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll miss out if you do not attend as newer members will take your place. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warriors&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freedom Call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-1539574056113897582?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/1539574056113897582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=1539574056113897582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/1539574056113897582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/1539574056113897582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/attention.html' title='Attention.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-9216018634950106458</id><published>2008-11-19T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:39:43.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNAP CPAH SPBC CPAS BKNH.</title><content type='html'>Just a few terms cooked up with &lt;a href="http://glamhearts-min.blogspot.com/"&gt;Min Hui&lt;/a&gt; a couple of hours ago at Starbucks. Making Chemistry easier to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Seeing you like this is really painful for me. The only thing I wish for is for you to be smiling again, the person whom I know and love. I love you. Really I do. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regretting not studying Chemistry earlier. But what the heck. I'm going to do the paper with a smile. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I say I love you? i&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brimful of Asha&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cornershop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-9216018634950106458?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/9216018634950106458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=9216018634950106458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/9216018634950106458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/9216018634950106458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/snap-cpah-spbc-cpas-bknh.html' title='SNAP CPAH SPBC CPAS BKNH.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-5799795294988593859</id><published>2008-11-19T11:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T13:19:12.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>K Na Ca Mg Al Zn Fe Sn Pb H Cu Ag Au.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/atom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chemistry's tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's about time for me to change the skin. Well, not change really. I like the layout. Maybe freshen up a thing or two after SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say about SPM so far? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hooray&lt;/span&gt;. No more useless &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Pendidikan Moral&lt;/span&gt;. Goodness, they can't test morality like that. Even if I failed it, it doesn't mean I'm a good-for-nothing child. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Idiots&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Add. Maths&lt;/span&gt; was another mixed affair. Paper1 was rather easy, but Paper2 was the killer. But somehow I felt I could get at least a B for it. Yeah, a B and I would be rather happy for it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my personal life's down in the dumps right now. No need to elaborate on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand SPM anymore despite being only a week away until it's over and a stroll in the park for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nobody Knows&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Tony Rich Project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-5799795294988593859?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/5799795294988593859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=5799795294988593859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5799795294988593859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5799795294988593859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/k-na-ca-mg-al-zn-fe-sn-pb-h-cu-ag-au.html' title='K Na Ca Mg Al Zn Fe Sn Pb H Cu Ag Au.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-4328977029009495781</id><published>2008-11-17T22:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:49:58.543+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Doggy.</title><content type='html'>Yes. As you can see, I'm having a problem thinking good blog titles these days. Wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main point, tomorrow will probably be sub-science's and pure-science's hardest day during the course of SPM. Mine included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Additional Mathematics&lt;/span&gt; papers and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moral&lt;/span&gt;. Finishing at a hectic 5 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to bed soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;too-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laa&lt;/span&gt;. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into:&lt;b&gt; Dear God&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Avenged Sevenfold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-4328977029009495781?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/4328977029009495781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=4328977029009495781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4328977029009495781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4328977029009495781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/doggy.html' title='Doggy.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-127839023461148547</id><published>2008-11-16T22:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:52:10.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Granite.</title><content type='html'>Simple, short and sweet. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I need to rock it out again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired by this band who's been on the local airwaves for quite some time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="375" height="294"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/46rGx6005LA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/46rGx6005LA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="375" height="294"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took me quite sometime to find out who sang this song. If you were looking for it too, it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Silly Lily&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Bunkface&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;November Rain&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guns N' Roses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-127839023461148547?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/127839023461148547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=127839023461148547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/127839023461148547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/127839023461148547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/granite.html' title='Granite.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-358764806583520575</id><published>2008-11-15T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T23:23:08.434+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Dynamics.</title><content type='html'>I just wrote this after finishing English Paper 2 during SPM with plenty of time to go. There were a lot more, but this was the best quatrain, even though it's very amateurish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've known you for so long,&lt;br /&gt;And whenever I fall;&lt;br /&gt;You put me back where I belong,&lt;br /&gt;You'll catch me like a doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; were my inspiration. You know who you are. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Can't We Try&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dan Hill &amp;amp; Vonda Shepard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-358764806583520575?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/358764806583520575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=358764806583520575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/358764806583520575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/358764806583520575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/dynamics.html' title='Dynamics.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-6176011196565059739</id><published>2008-11-15T00:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T01:02:06.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>The Crate Escape.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 296px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Madagascar2poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Madagascar 2&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be another above average movie if it weren't for the part where &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Melman&lt;/span&gt; told &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Moto Moto&lt;/span&gt; about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Gloria&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;“ That’s not it. Listen &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Mototo&lt;/span&gt; you better treat this lady like a queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ Because you ... you my friend, you’ve found yourself the perfect woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If I was ever so lucky to find the perfect woman, I would give her flowers every day. And not just any flowers ok? Her favorites are orchids. White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ And I’d bring her breakfast every day. 6 loaves of wheat toast with butter on the side. No crusts. The way she likes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ I’d be her shoulder to cry on and her best friend. And I’d spend every day trying to think of how to make her laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ She has the most … most amazing laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;“ That’s what I would do, if I were you. But I’m not, so you do it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/inside-madagascar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gloria &amp;amp; Melman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Night futsal in the rain in a drench futsal court with the guys was awesome. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;My Hero is You&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hayden Panettiere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-6176011196565059739?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/6176011196565059739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=6176011196565059739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/6176011196565059739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/6176011196565059739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/crate-escape.html' title='The Crate Escape.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-7206737169178160130</id><published>2008-11-13T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:31:40.129+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>Week 1.</title><content type='html'>Just a recap on what I've been doing for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM isn't as bad as it seems, what I have expected all along. After the first few papers, the invisible barrier has come down and I'm treating this like any ordinary school exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;B. Melayu&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;English&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Maths&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Add. Maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Physics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Chemistry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Biology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Moral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;ICT&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;EST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Sejarah&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 down and 6 to go. Not too shabby, ain't it? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Forever&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gabe Bondoc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-7206737169178160130?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/7206737169178160130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=7206737169178160130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/7206737169178160130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/7206737169178160130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/week-1.html' title='Week 1.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-7852791294664677310</id><published>2008-11-10T23:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:57:46.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>SPM.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;SPM takers, take note!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Keith's&lt;/span&gt; guide to success in SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Thou shall &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;study smart &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hard&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Thou shall &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;relax&lt;/span&gt; oneself during the course of the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Thou shall &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;eat right&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Thou shall &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;drink plenty of fluids&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Thou shall &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;play futsal&lt;/span&gt; with me as usual on Friday nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Thou shall &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;enjoy the exam&lt;/span&gt; itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Thou shall &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;not regret the results of this exam&lt;/span&gt; as thou has done the best to thou's abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Thou shall &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hold no grudges&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Thou shall &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;always smile&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Thou shall wear thou's most &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;comfortable pair of underwears&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your best tomorrow, and for life to come. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I love you all&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Menjaga Hati&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yovie &amp;amp; Yuno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-7852791294664677310?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/7852791294664677310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=7852791294664677310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/7852791294664677310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/7852791294664677310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/spm.html' title='SPM.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-9006771947395449191</id><published>2008-11-09T12:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T13:08:47.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Inspiringly, Tired.</title><content type='html'>Returned from the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;SJBA&lt;/span&gt; temple not too long ago after &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Kathina&lt;/span&gt; and I have observed and learnt quite a number of things that I'd like to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since SPM is rather close and that I'm tired, perhaps, another day will be fine because it's rather deep and long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though there's was an incident earlier which reminded me about something that I have forgotten lately. I've told that line to myself countless of times, only to forget it when serious problems and troubles loom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I shouted that line non-stop with my sisters in the car whom I was fetching being slightly crept out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's that line, you may ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; tell me &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I can't&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;YES! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me I can't make it. Don't tell me I can't sing. Don't tell me I can't dance. Don't tell me I can't drive. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't tell me I can't do this nor that&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of it. Because I'll prove it to those who doubts my ability, that I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing's for sure, I will audition next year for any SMK Seafield's school event for singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't tell me that I can't sing. Because I'll prove you how wrong you are. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith out, being extremely motivated and inspired but tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;You were right, I blogged about it. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;My Life, My Love, My Everything&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gabe Bondoc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-9006771947395449191?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/9006771947395449191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=9006771947395449191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/9006771947395449191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/9006771947395449191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/inspiringly-tired.html' title='Inspiringly, Tired.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-6648545764913083540</id><published>2008-11-08T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:43:17.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>A Late Night Coffee.</title><content type='html'>Just came back from another round of studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to get a laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;SJBA&lt;/span&gt;'s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Katina Day&lt;/span&gt; is tomorrow and I'll be going there with friends. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; friends. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60 hours until it starts. 3 weeks until it ends. 6 months to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Speechless&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Veronicas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-6648545764913083540?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/6648545764913083540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=6648545764913083540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/6648545764913083540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/6648545764913083540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/late-night-coffee.html' title='A Late Night Coffee.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-244727739853768997</id><published>2008-11-08T20:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T20:52:05.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Days Left.</title><content type='html'>Just something quick and random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I was here today. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Kenangan Terindah&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Samsons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-244727739853768997?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/244727739853768997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=244727739853768997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/244727739853768997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/244727739853768997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/3-days-left.html' title='3 Days Left.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-1067922584997121637</id><published>2008-11-08T01:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T01:41:08.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Pillar.</title><content type='html'>To a close friend, '&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sister&lt;/span&gt;', and a wonderful listener whom I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life throws you a curve ball at first, you will miss. Then you will learn how to adapt, change your tactics and turn that curve ball into a home run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll run for your life. But you're happy. Knowing you did it. Yes, you're running because you're happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happens if you will change into someone else you don't want to be? The only constant thing is change. Without a doubt I know you can change back into one of the best person that I ever came across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay wait, different scenario now. So you are staring at problems, a whole bunch of them and you don't know what to do. Do it step by step, one at a time. Go up to the problem and take it by it's neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I can't feel your pain like you do. But I know how much it hurts when you're in this situation and I am hurting inside seeing you like that. And you know what? I miss you. I really do, even though I keep in contact with you. There's something missing from you and I miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the kind of person who only wants to be with friends whom are happy but only ditching them when they're not. Well, I was like that. You've changed me alright. Personally, I'm glad it's you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that I don't have the right words to say. But you can always find me if you need anything, an ear to listen to you, or a pillar for you to lean on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need your space and time, I'll respect that. Just, don't shut that door on me. Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because. I don't know why. Just because so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Ai Xiang Shui&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emil Chow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-1067922584997121637?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/1067922584997121637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=1067922584997121637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/1067922584997121637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/1067922584997121637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/pillar.html' title='Pillar.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-6278430018449579540</id><published>2008-11-06T19:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T19:15:59.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Picked Up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/smile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hey people. Just glad to inform that I have &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;gained back my sanity&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being with friends at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Starbucks&lt;/span&gt;, with friends at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Add. Maths tuition&lt;/span&gt; made me realize that &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm not the only one facing SPM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sister&lt;/span&gt;' for being there again even though I doubted you will be there for me again. I'm sorry and thanks. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to friends of mine who helped me through this difficult period of mine again. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Mandy&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Barry Manilow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-6278430018449579540?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/6278430018449579540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=6278430018449579540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/6278430018449579540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/6278430018449579540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/picked-up.html' title='Picked Up.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-2055026125547023030</id><published>2008-11-06T14:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T19:15:14.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Cracked.</title><content type='html'>I think I am really losing it. Help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-2055026125547023030?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/2055026125547023030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=2055026125547023030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/2055026125547023030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/2055026125547023030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='Cracked.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-6791075485455615995</id><published>2008-11-06T14:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T14:08:47.863+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Soul-less.</title><content type='html'>Why am I still alive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am living quite a pointless life. I don't see the point even if I am happy again because it will only be temporary. Everything is impermanent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to die right now. Serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a person who's not afraid of death. So bring it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I'm one more person's nobody. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Menjaga Hati&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yovie and Nuno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(111, 111, 111);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-6791075485455615995?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/6791075485455615995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=6791075485455615995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/6791075485455615995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/6791075485455615995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/soul-less.html' title='Soul-less.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-8232997519573602834</id><published>2008-11-05T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:32:53.398+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Pressure Cooker.</title><content type='html'>I can't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cracking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm breaking down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;cry&lt;/span&gt;. I need to lean on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;somebody&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Close&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Westlife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-8232997519573602834?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/8232997519573602834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=8232997519573602834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/8232997519573602834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/8232997519573602834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/pressure-cooker.html' title='Pressure Cooker.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-3206365829581552989</id><published>2008-11-05T19:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T21:42:48.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Distance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Obama.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Obama is now well, the 44th president of the United States. Even if had nothing to do with me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YEAY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't exactly have anything to blog about tonight. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't think of any intellectual thing&lt;/span&gt; to say so I'm going to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rather blunt&lt;/span&gt; for another time. Don't complain or I might hunt you down with my annoying-ness. * insert stupid evil laugh here *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blame it on my suspected SVT, which stands for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Supraventricular_tachycardia"&gt;SupraVentricular Tachycardia&lt;/a&gt;. This time lasting for a couple of hours. My condition is rather unique that to start and stop it, I had to jumpstart it. Sort of like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shocking&lt;/span&gt; my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; can even beat from 150 to 250 times a minute&lt;/span&gt;. This inefficiency of the heart causes low-blood pressure, dizziness and a shortness of breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now isn't that wicked? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Insert more ranting about my condition here *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, this is my proof that my brain was robbed of it's intelligence, if it ever had one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Menjaga Hati&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yovie and Nuno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-3206365829581552989?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/3206365829581552989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=3206365829581552989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/3206365829581552989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/3206365829581552989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/distance.html' title='Distance.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-7854208307910721612</id><published>2008-11-04T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:36:50.676+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>A Spoonful of Sugar.</title><content type='html'>Hey &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know were down earlier. I don't have the words like you do that managed to comfort me the other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But want to know something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've changed. Changed for the better. Well, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt; better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at yourself in the mirror, compare with it few months back. And you know what I mean. See how strong you've become. Not literally-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laa&lt;/span&gt;, but now you don't need to depend on anybody as much as you used to. People now &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;depend on you&lt;/span&gt; now to pull through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to know how proud I am to let people know that I just know you, being close to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that you shared your problems with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't only share with me your happiness. I'd like to be the one who you share sadness and pain with. You've helped me, and I'm forever indebted to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are down, you already know what to do; let &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;a friend&lt;/span&gt; you trust know that you are feeling down, pray to your &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Cry&lt;/span&gt;, even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sing like no one's listening,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Dance&lt;/span&gt; like no one's looking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Smile&lt;/span&gt; like no one's caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; like you've never been hurt before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you sleep, take a look at yourself in the mirror. Really. And see for yourself how right I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;What Makes a Man&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Westlife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-7854208307910721612?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/7854208307910721612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=7854208307910721612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/7854208307910721612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/7854208307910721612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/spoonful-of-sugar.html' title='A Spoonful of Sugar.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-3448642728804226885</id><published>2008-11-04T20:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T20:19:06.758+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Bendy Strings. 1.</title><content type='html'>Some fancy string bending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And then ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; asks me,&lt;br /&gt;Do I look alright?&lt;br /&gt;And I say yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;wonderful tonight&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric Clapton's serenading Wonderful Tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the awesome day. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I love &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Wonderful Tonight&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eric Clapton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-3448642728804226885?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/3448642728804226885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=3448642728804226885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/3448642728804226885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/3448642728804226885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-then-ill-tell-her-as-i-turn-of.html' title='Bendy Strings. 1.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-5403840315132769737</id><published>2008-11-03T21:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T23:19:57.399+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Forever Young.</title><content type='html'>Given the choice, would you really want to live forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I don't. Life would be a bore. Anyway, nothing is permanent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to find out the cause of suffering and alienate myself from any desires to get out from this vicious cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my life right now only has two modes, one is being rather &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;emotional&lt;/span&gt;. And the other well, it ain't happiness, it's just &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;blankness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 of many moods that I'm not keen to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;EDIT:&lt;/span&gt; I'm sick of this. I shall be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow no matter what! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bwaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO MORE &lt;/span&gt;lies. I'll let the truth be known one day, and I won't go back on what I say today. I simply shan't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Smiles&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sis&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Forever Young&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alphaville&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/1084064699866681252-5403840315132769737?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/5403840315132769737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=5403840315132769737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5403840315132769737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5403840315132769737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/forever-young.html' title='Forever Young.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-5187220180340558544</id><published>2008-11-02T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T23:32:57.206+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Close.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You give me &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You give me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You give me someone to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;. Someone to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hold&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close. By Westlife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Close&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Westlife&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/1084064699866681252-5187220180340558544?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/5187220180340558544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=5187220180340558544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5187220180340558544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5187220180340558544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/close.html' title='Close.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-4245905740542961924</id><published>2008-11-02T11:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T11:44:35.745+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Green &amp; Blue.</title><content type='html'>It's been a couple days since I saw you, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you. At least I feel your warmth from the messages you've sent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-4245905740542961924?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/4245905740542961924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=4245905740542961924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4245905740542961924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4245905740542961924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/green-blue.html' title='Green &amp; Blue.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-8008678703429553864</id><published>2008-11-01T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T21:01:40.329+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>18 &amp; Life.</title><content type='html'>I'm updating okay? So treat this as any regular update. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="375" height="294"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e_E-XFrcGZM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e_E-XFrcGZM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="375" height="294"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking&lt;/span&gt; awesome song that should be rated on the same level as any rocking song from the 70's or 80's and even the early 90's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is, Skid Row's 18 and Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me where my previous post went. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;18 and Life&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Skid Row&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-8008678703429553864?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/8008678703429553864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=8008678703429553864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/8008678703429553864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/8008678703429553864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/18-life.html' title='18 &amp; Life.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-6908225957762194770</id><published>2008-11-01T00:23:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T00:43:54.659+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Stream.</title><content type='html'>I'm proud to say this even though it might, or most probably, will make me sound like a person other than the gender of a male, that I cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hah!&lt;/span&gt; Take that. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I cry&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I like to cry. But when multiple not-so-positive issues persists in my mind, I won't hesitate to break down and cry. As long as I'm alone-laa, or surrounded by people that I trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Still with me?&lt;/span&gt; Faint or laugh only when you finish reading this article. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, I cried for a few minutes a couple of hours ago. And &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I feel so good after that&lt;/span&gt;. The frustrations and all the problems surrounding me seems to disappear. I see happiness again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The issue that I am in my last year in high school is really saddening. All the journeys I shared with my friends is something that I'll treasure for many years to come. Slowly but surely, we are slowly parting ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I have a friend who likes his close friend. But I shan't name them. So he likes this girl who apparently has been extremely close to him for many years already. And only recently, he realized that he developed feelings for this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he is scared that he will ruin the relationship they currently have if he confesses his feelings for her. The probability that she will ignore him is always there. So he'd rather not try. He &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;might &lt;/span&gt;even leave it as an &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;unrequited love&lt;/span&gt;. But will he regret later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is despairing. But I'll be strong, and I'll cry when I need to. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. Who's always been there for me, knowing what to say every single time I am down. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You've&lt;/span&gt; made school worth coming lately for me. And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; give me that feeling nobody can emulate right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish you know how much I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Alone Again&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dokken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-6908225957762194770?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/6908225957762194770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=6908225957762194770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/6908225957762194770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/6908225957762194770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/11/stream.html' title='Stream.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-2708837784699623025</id><published>2008-10-30T23:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:54:55.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Mental Scars.</title><content type='html'>I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; put a smile on my face. Well at least I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;try&lt;/span&gt; to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if I don't, people will question me why I am not happy. They're the ones who always assume I'm a happy-go-lucky kind of guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like their company when I am down, even when I don't say anything. But I'm always afraid of being labelled a limelight hog. Someone desperate for attention at any single breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plenty of fights I have been in. Everytime I come out from it smiling, acting like everything's alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;But&lt;/span&gt; the back of my mind paints a different picture than I present myself. I keep it hidden, like news about a war torn wasteland, as a hidden article in the newspaper, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;candy-coated&lt;/span&gt;. So it doesn't seem all too serious of a situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it anymore. Not one more. Because I can't seem to fix my past. It's bugging me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to help me to pace my steps through it again, guiding me so I correct it anyway I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live in the present, with no grudges, no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; know who you are, sis. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am mentally scarred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Ku Tak Upaya&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Karen Kong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-2708837784699623025?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/2708837784699623025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=2708837784699623025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/2708837784699623025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/2708837784699623025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/10/mental-scars.html' title='Mental Scars.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-5283842121601984071</id><published>2008-10-30T15:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T15:42:08.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Lean On Me.</title><content type='html'>Hey you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being around you. You give me that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;warm fuzzy feeling&lt;/span&gt; whenever you're nearby. The one that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;makes me smile&lt;/span&gt; when I see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that I'm a bit shy. Well, rather shy. Now you know. Sorry if I made you feel unwanted if there was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you to bits, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;green-loving&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;'sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Lean on me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;And I'll lean on &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Together, we'll see it through."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Want to Sleep Alone by Paul Anka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Don't Want to Sleep Alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Paul Anka&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/1084064699866681252-5283842121601984071?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/5283842121601984071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=5283842121601984071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5283842121601984071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5283842121601984071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/10/lean-on-me.html' title='Lean On Me.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-9216250812618160351</id><published>2008-10-29T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T23:32:08.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Disenchanted.</title><content type='html'>How long do you want me to continue acting like nothing happened. Just tell me you find it hard to forgive me or if you even plan to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Disenchanted&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Chemical Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-9216250812618160351?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/9216250812618160351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=9216250812618160351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/9216250812618160351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/9216250812618160351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/10/disenchanted.html' title='Disenchanted.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-2779960951478237320</id><published>2008-10-29T12:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T21:49:17.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Blogging Meditation.</title><content type='html'>No. There's no such thing about meditation while blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm going to skim the surface of a sensitive issues here and there. If you feel offended, please let me know and I'll remove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I received this message from a certain close friend of mine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Chiet, thanks for the enlightening discussion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rewind back a couple of hours before she sent me the message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lovely afternoon day in a certain &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Starbucks&lt;/span&gt; outlet, we both discussed about quite a number of issues just to relax ourselves after hours of studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not surprisingly, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;topic of religion was brought up&lt;/span&gt; despite the fact that we both come from different religions. Instead of expecting a fiery debate or some sort, we both &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;exchanged ideas&lt;/span&gt; and discussed with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;open minds&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;smiles on our faces&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I come from a traditional Taoist family where my parents decided to follow the faith of Buddhism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That friend of mine comes from a Christian family, but she's really the soft-spoken moderate kind until I wouldn't label her as mainstream. She respects our believes regardless of religion and I think she's awesome for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While discussing about religion, we both found out that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;religious fanatics have no place in the world&lt;/span&gt;, in our world at least. I think it's quite realistic personally, if everybody turned to guns and ammunition just to proof that their religion is the best and settle religious disputes, we'd all be dead by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that we're all alive, at least there are more sane moderates than right-wing extremist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both also talked about why we constitute ourselves as Buddhist and Christians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we both agreed that the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;criticisms against Islam are uncalled for&lt;/span&gt;. It's really a beautiful religion in our opinions. It's just that the translation for it's teachings that is all screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not going to dive into this discussion anymore as the rest of the topic is rather of serious kind. Which many people might feel offended unless they're ready to accept this kind of discussions with an open mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the enlightening discussion, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mysterious&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Starbucks&lt;/span&gt; girl. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;All I Really Need Is You&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neil Diamond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-2779960951478237320?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/2779960951478237320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=2779960951478237320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/2779960951478237320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/2779960951478237320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/10/blogging-meditation.html' title='Blogging Meditation.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-3059679910468830107</id><published>2008-10-29T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:01:33.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Thought.</title><content type='html'>Thanks for making my day with all you've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a simple &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;thanks&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Cinta Hello Kitty&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Karen Kong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-3059679910468830107?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/3059679910468830107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=3059679910468830107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/3059679910468830107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/3059679910468830107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/10/thought.html' title='Thought.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-4923257819875633745</id><published>2008-10-28T22:09:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T23:36:22.129+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Of Interact &amp; Face Painting.</title><content type='html'>Just a quick update here to cover &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Seafield's Interact Party&lt;/span&gt; for year 2008 and the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;SJBA &lt;/span&gt;Charity Fundraiser&lt;/span&gt; which both had been done &lt;a href="http://feeling-myself.blogspot.com/"&gt;Yuan Ping&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party as expected wasn't a big one, instead, it was a rather small, close-knit affair. Where I had the chance to get close and to know many of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played games panned out by Diane and that pervert of Yuan Ping. Explanations on that you'll see in a awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQciMnR-t-I/AAAAAAAABHY/wrVPVoCGg5Q/s1600-h/PA250027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQciMnR-t-I/AAAAAAAABHY/wrVPVoCGg5Q/s320/PA250027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262212289703884770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leonie, Hui Yin, Me &amp;amp; Jun Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQciMINr_SI/AAAAAAAABHI/a5jAkAwryy8/s1600-h/PA250016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQciMINr_SI/AAAAAAAABHI/a5jAkAwryy8/s320/PA250016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262212281364380962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQciL1dsPrI/AAAAAAAABHA/11oE7If7tcs/s1600-h/PA250010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQciL1dsPrI/AAAAAAAABHA/11oE7If7tcs/s320/PA250010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262212276331232946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQciLmz5RPI/AAAAAAAABG4/Z8keaeJO8kY/s1600-h/PA250009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQciLmz5RPI/AAAAAAAABG4/Z8keaeJO8kY/s320/PA250009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262212272397829362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me saying something. Guessed by the moving of lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcf6XMCDSI/AAAAAAAABGg/7IFvWvZ8W84/s1600-h/DSC09851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcf6XMCDSI/AAAAAAAABGg/7IFvWvZ8W84/s320/DSC09851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262209777123069218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Razlan preparing for a pervert game set by Yuan Ping &amp;amp; Diane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcf6kTp3gI/AAAAAAAABGo/0rKzk-jJAG8/s1600-h/DSC09852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcf6kTp3gI/AAAAAAAABGo/0rKzk-jJAG8/s320/DSC09852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262209780644699650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now you know why. That was Zen Wei by the way. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcf5E7BrcI/AAAAAAAABGQ/PkEGMB_fhsk/s1600-h/DSC09844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcf5E7BrcI/AAAAAAAABGQ/PkEGMB_fhsk/s320/DSC09844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262209755040034242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Readying ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcf5xLgDBI/AAAAAAAABGY/dVxGFN0Z2mg/s1600-h/DSC09847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcf5xLgDBI/AAAAAAAABGY/dVxGFN0Z2mg/s320/DSC09847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262209766920293394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;... for my turn to be pole danced upon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQclI9XeX9I/AAAAAAAABHg/Nq4oXmYRHiU/s1600-h/PA250046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQclI9XeX9I/AAAAAAAABHg/Nq4oXmYRHiU/s320/PA250046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262215525447917522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pervert Yuan Ping strikes again with disposable panties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcf61NDSKI/AAAAAAAABGw/NyNa1GbjDwo/s1600-h/Image1919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcf61NDSKI/AAAAAAAABGw/NyNa1GbjDwo/s320/Image1919.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262209785180407970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me with pervert Yuan Ping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQciMX0Yu2I/AAAAAAAABHQ/GBQslNk8aTs/s1600-h/PA250021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQciMX0Yu2I/AAAAAAAABHQ/GBQslNk8aTs/s320/PA250021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262212285553228642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zhi Li, Leonie, Me, Pervert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The next day, I headed to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;SJBA&lt;/span&gt; temple for a fundraiser for a young boy struck by leukemia. The original plan was for myself to help around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the photos tell a different story at the end when I met up with Pervert and other friends and had our faces painted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcsQ7d8gOI/AAAAAAAABIA/yKomuft8aHo/s1600-h/DSC09873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcsQ7d8gOI/AAAAAAAABIA/yKomuft8aHo/s320/DSC09873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262223358958534882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because I did not have ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcsQn7HTZI/AAAAAAAABH4/2ooFR5VNOX4/s1600-h/DSC09871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcsQn7HTZI/AAAAAAAABH4/2ooFR5VNOX4/s320/DSC09871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262223353712168338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcsQQyGLuI/AAAAAAAABHw/HfdY6tK1hW0/s1600-h/DSC09868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcsQQyGLuI/AAAAAAAABHw/HfdY6tK1hW0/s320/DSC09868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262223347500330722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcsQ6wUg8I/AAAAAAAABII/tUtdLX6DeYA/s1600-h/DSC09880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcsQ6wUg8I/AAAAAAAABII/tUtdLX6DeYA/s320/DSC09880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262223358767170498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even Ken Wee had his face done. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcsqf5UodI/AAAAAAAABIQ/twBwrkksYV8/s1600-h/DSC09883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcsqf5UodI/AAAAAAAABIQ/twBwrkksYV8/s320/DSC09883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262223798233768402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me, Hui Xian, Pervert, Leonie, Ken Wee, Kelly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcsPwfIHVI/AAAAAAAABHo/dqBw1kC6aPo/s1600-h/DSC09866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcsPwfIHVI/AAAAAAAABHo/dqBw1kC6aPo/s320/DSC09866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262223338830830930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One to five in lala sign language. Well, sort of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Soon after, we headed to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Summit&lt;/span&gt; to have lunch just to see how many people will look our way and stare at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQctJ_KpL8I/AAAAAAAABJA/AKCmERoPu3U/s1600-h/DSC09900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQctJ_KpL8I/AAAAAAAABJA/AKCmERoPu3U/s320/DSC09900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262224339203862466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pervert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQctJonUd-I/AAAAAAAABI4/yrkKcO1IvTI/s1600-h/DSC09898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQctJonUd-I/AAAAAAAABI4/yrkKcO1IvTI/s320/DSC09898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262224333150124002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leonie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcsrpwslJI/AAAAAAAABIw/YJEiG3ixmgY/s1600-h/DSC09894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcsrpwslJI/AAAAAAAABIw/YJEiG3ixmgY/s320/DSC09894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262223818061812882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kelly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcsrt5Ip7I/AAAAAAAABIo/F6bdlrYJjII/s1600-h/DSC09893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcsrt5Ip7I/AAAAAAAABIo/F6bdlrYJjII/s320/DSC09893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262223819170949042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ken Wee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcsq6Ufk3I/AAAAAAAABIg/WJi_gJqcJpk/s1600-h/DSC09890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQcsq6Ufk3I/AAAAAAAABIg/WJi_gJqcJpk/s320/DSC09890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262223805327053682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm just going to let the pictures tell the story here. For more details, head to Yuan Ping's blog [&lt;a href="http://feeling-myself.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that this post was crappily done. I shan't post up such a poor attempt at blogging again. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Ku Tak Upaya&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Karen Kong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-4923257819875633745?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/4923257819875633745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=4923257819875633745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4923257819875633745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4923257819875633745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/10/of-interact-face-painting.html' title='Of Interact &amp; Face Painting.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SQciMnR-t-I/AAAAAAAABHY/wrVPVoCGg5Q/s72-c/PA250027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-3005810240065747922</id><published>2008-10-27T20:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T21:29:13.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Living on Borrowed Time.</title><content type='html'>Good evening readers of mine. * &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inserts smiley face here&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a number of topics are running in my mind on what to fill the void in me blog today, ranging from the hypocrites of MCA and Gerakan to religion, well mostly my religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But considering the lack of time and that I don't want to alienate anybody. I'd stick to the typical high-school student style of post. Which goes something like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a day I can consider as productive in some sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eccentricdramatica.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shahnon&lt;/a&gt; here reminded me of replacement for Physics tuition today. As SPM is fast approaching, I've got no choice to attend. &lt;s&gt;Oh, and there were plenty of pretty girls there.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before noon, I headed to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;McDonalds&lt;/span&gt; for another round of studying with a few friends. It was all merry there until we've got distracted, to my distaste, by other friends who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;came and talk about porn&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can they talk about this at times like these?! I'm under an increasing amount of pressure and stress already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, I drove Kar Mern, Soon, and Zhi Li to the USJ6 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;padang&lt;/span&gt; where we were contemplating life and our goals in it while watching Zhi Li playing basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was refreshing for a change as a barely go to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;padangs&lt;/span&gt; to just sit down with a couple of friends and talk. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Just talk&lt;/span&gt;. It's a nice feeling watching the sun going down slowly too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that's it for my summary of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Just one last bit;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;sis&lt;/span&gt;, you've opened my eyes to a better world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I now know&lt;/span&gt; how enjoy the company of my real sisters, one of them whom I've disliked since a long time ago. Now I've been more tolerant towards her. I'm even laughing along with her, instead of at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I now know&lt;/span&gt; that there's always someone who I can count on no matter when. You're the one who always manage to comfort me. I don't know how you do it, but you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I now know&lt;/span&gt; what I've been missing all those months before. Life is more balanced now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that, I thank you so much. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really I do&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Boston&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Augustana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-3005810240065747922?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/3005810240065747922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=3005810240065747922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/3005810240065747922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/3005810240065747922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/10/living-on-borrowed-time.html' title='Living on Borrowed Time.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-4454118365899220589</id><published>2008-10-26T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:37:22.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Stamford.</title><content type='html'>Just a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;verrryyy&lt;/span&gt; quick update here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Liverpool&lt;/span&gt; 1 - 0 &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Chelsea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;love you&lt;/span&gt; sis. Watch this space soon. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That is all. Not listening to any music now. Coughing and headache. Arghh. Tired. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt; sleep.&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/1084064699866681252-4454118365899220589?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/4454118365899220589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=4454118365899220589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4454118365899220589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4454118365899220589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/10/stamford.html' title='Stamford.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-4899918201327955673</id><published>2008-10-26T00:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T00:48:04.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Still Playing.</title><content type='html'>Can't believe I'm still having days of fun without studying. The pressure is getting to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endless succession of events distract me from studying. Events such as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Interact Party 2008&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;MPT 5/6&lt;/span&gt;. Oh, I'll update on those when I feel like I've studied enough. And when I've received the pictures of the events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;, read me bloggers. I shall study tomorrow, as in serious study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Or not I'll give you the right to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;slap&lt;/span&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Childish-Keith&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;wants&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;needs&lt;/span&gt; pictures from the both events stated! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I love you sis!&lt;/span&gt; You know who you are-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Baby One More Time&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bowling for Soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-4899918201327955673?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/4899918201327955673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=4899918201327955673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4899918201327955673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4899918201327955673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/10/still-playing.html' title='Still Playing.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-4871380888900481878</id><published>2008-10-23T00:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T00:35:19.413+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Flowery Shocking.</title><content type='html'>Went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Subang Parade&lt;/span&gt; earlier and I've finally managed to get my formal shirt and tie for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;MPT5/6&lt;/span&gt;. Now all I need to do is to find a matching long pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been neglecting my tagboard for a little too long now and those unreplied messages are really piling up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah. Will reply them tomorrow. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have a tags from &lt;a href="http://trdrpsonmygtr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jun Yi&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://princesscassiopeia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shu Ying&lt;/a&gt; to complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Gravity&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jerry Yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-4871380888900481878?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/4871380888900481878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=4871380888900481878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4871380888900481878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4871380888900481878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/10/flowery-shocking.html' title='Flowery Shocking.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-4198965484261868642</id><published>2008-10-21T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:21:22.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Not Feeling Rosy.</title><content type='html'>I'm afraid of losing things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not materialistic things mind you. They are replaceable anytime. But I am scared of losing my loved ones, that includes my relatives and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My religion states that &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;nothing is ever permanent&lt;/span&gt;. I have to agree on this. Take a look around you, and you'd probably do the same. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Roses wilt&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;mountains get eroded&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;buildings crumble&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later, we are all going to lose our loved ones. One by one, either by complications in the relationship and even death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;it's a very painful process&lt;/span&gt;. I'd cry over matters like this whenever I think of it, especially lately because of my aged relatives living far away. I don't like to be far away from them. I miss them. Seeing them is one of my wishes right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm sure everybody has lost somebody at a point or more in their lives, they'll recover after a long time of grieving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when you lose a friend, or even the trust and that special bond between both of you that you both built over such a long time, the effects are as tragic as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can only take a brief moment of time for friends to become enemies, to be wary of each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm facing this problem now you see. Let &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;X&lt;/span&gt; be my friend for this moment. I knew&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;for almost a year already and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;X's&lt;/span&gt; the one who always manages to make me smile without much hesitation. But recently, we're on unstable terms due to a fault on my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm regretting every action that I did to hurt my friend the other day. I'd like to turn back time, but of course it's impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to lose &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;X&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;X&lt;/span&gt; means a lot to me and I miss you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;X&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/ImSorry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Gravity&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jerry Yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-4198965484261868642?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/4198965484261868642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=4198965484261868642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4198965484261868642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4198965484261868642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-feeling-rosy.html' title='Not Feeling Rosy.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-69229959729689448</id><published>2008-10-21T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T00:44:01.674+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Midnight Madness.</title><content type='html'>I am a screw up. Weeeee ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 250px; height: 166px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/gay.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm the guy, btw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Just Like the Moon&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brett Dennen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-69229959729689448?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/69229959729689448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=69229959729689448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/69229959729689448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/69229959729689448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/10/midnight-madness.html' title='Midnight Madness.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-6340828740075546383</id><published>2008-10-20T21:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:57:53.785+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Green Brick.</title><content type='html'>Did nothing interesting today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after more than a week without close friends and having the usual joyous discussion like we always do, full of jokes and occasionally a dash of obscenity. Be it, actions or words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got me back to my childish self again. I thank them for that. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I like to laugh&lt;/span&gt;, you know. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the school's having last minute crash course or sort for us at the hall, not too bad, quite useful except when we were all fidgeting and talking, unable to contain our desire to head home, when we were about to head home after a whole morning stuck in the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, went home, shower and &lt;s&gt;defecated&lt;/s&gt; before heading to McDonald's to study. Us, SPM takers, have to choice to do that you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the Interact junior board having a meeting there for the Interact farewell party on Saturday I reckon'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I walked home for a length 2km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for boring you all with the extremely boring post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll have to wait 2 more hours for my &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Gundam 00&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Season2 Episode3&lt;/span&gt; to be completely downloaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;compact fluorescents&lt;/span&gt;! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Islands in the Stream&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dolly Parton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-6340828740075546383?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/6340828740075546383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=6340828740075546383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/6340828740075546383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/6340828740075546383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/10/green-brick.html' title='Green Brick.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-5161104030507992958</id><published>2008-10-19T22:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T22:40:22.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>To You.</title><content type='html'>I'm glad that I've told you how I treated you and what you meant to me before. It's a big load of my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started from nowhere you came and really helped me get through a short but difficult time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you just being so nice to me every single time, I cannot stand that I'm living on another lie anymore. Although I'm still living on plenty of lies, I hope that you're the one that can help me live in the present, slowly, a step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the time I've known you, you're the only one that keeps sharing your problems or happiness with me while I barely shared any of mine. I'm not used to sharing personal issues with anybody, I'd keep it bottled inside me unless somebody asks me. Despite that, I'd lie to them most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more no more no more. I'd like you to be the one I can openly share any secrets and problems with, like you did to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are. As I've said, in the SMS you've received. You're the best sister I could ever asked for. And from now on, I'm gonna appreciate you how I should've done a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks for everything. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Everything'll Be Alright&lt;/b&gt;  by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joshua Radin&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/1084064699866681252-5161104030507992958?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/5161104030507992958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=5161104030507992958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5161104030507992958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5161104030507992958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-you.html' title='To You.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-4702355686598360303</id><published>2008-10-17T21:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T21:33:56.742+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Of Me, Myself &amp; Cars.</title><content type='html'>I like to drive fast. Full stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Because I feel alive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Being on the edge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The exhilaration and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I can excel in, driving. I'm not bragging. I know I'm  not the best 17 year old driver around. But it's the only thing I am really proud of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The split timing hand-eye coordination and the knowledge on how the car handles are important. All cars are not created equally. Even in the same model, like twins, even have minute differences on how they handle even though are technically similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To know how a car reacts to any situation, you just have to drive the car long enough to be sure on how it feels. So that you and the car can become one. Yeah I'm talking figuratively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've been driving fast and rather swiftly&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;read:&lt;/span&gt; manageable recklessness) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lately&lt;/span&gt;. It just gives me a fresh breath of life from the current reality where I feel like I am a nobody, being left out from everything, friends who take me for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and one last thing, I took my first spy shot yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SPiS-n6APHI/AAAAAAAABFE/p677Hee087c/s1600-h/SatriaSpyShot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SPiS-n6APHI/AAAAAAAABFE/p677Hee087c/s320/SatriaSpyShot.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258114169516866674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The upcoming facelifted Satria Neo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people I know whom I was with at that time don't get me. They say it's just a Proton. I don't know how to reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Guess I just love cars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;It's My Life, My Love, My Everything&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gabe Bondoc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-4702355686598360303?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/4702355686598360303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=4702355686598360303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4702355686598360303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4702355686598360303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/10/of-me-myself-cars.html' title='Of Me, Myself &amp; Cars.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SPiS-n6APHI/AAAAAAAABFE/p677Hee087c/s72-c/SatriaSpyShot.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-4185926125557246823</id><published>2008-10-17T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T00:52:13.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>One Last Effort.</title><content type='html'>Many sane people, okay fine, any sane people out there will think that I'm crazy for doing something for a girlfriend that I once had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was realized to me by my uncle who was rather cool, not surprising considered that he is only 23 or 24 years old, but that's another story itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I did that made them think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's just say I bought her something expensive ... and broke up slightly more than a month after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was my first true love if you can consider that. She was the first one who really stole my heart and gave me butterflies. Everything went well for the first few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;problem was&lt;/span&gt; she barely showed much affection for me. I knew she loved me the way I loved her, but she just doesn't really show it. And that affected my feelings for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I think I left her in a better shape, stronger than before I met her. But that's just my opinion because I never spoke to her properly after that. We're on OKAY terms now though, but we don't talk to each other normal friends do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's no doubt she left me in a much better shape, and knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I told myself that no matter what happens, I'll never regret I gave her that little special something on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt;. And true to my word. I feel happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that, apparently, bugs other people to question my motives. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's love lives are complicated, including mine. However, it's that what makes it all exciting in the first place. Tell me, wouldn't it be rather boring if everything was straightforward?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Forever&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gabe Bondoc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-4185926125557246823?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/4185926125557246823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=4185926125557246823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4185926125557246823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4185926125557246823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-last-effort.html' title='One Last Effort.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-1402769746568493243</id><published>2008-10-16T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T00:30:55.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>That Happy Ending.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fuck the ISA. It's misused nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the main point.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I have a scenario here&lt;/span&gt;. Let's say boy meets girl and they happened to be attracted to each other. But they discovered they both have different in religions. They ignore the fact because they're madly in love with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apparently&lt;/span&gt;, this is the Middle Ages. So this scenario takes a little twist. They were discovered by they're parents and thus a civil war or religion war ensued and the 2 sects they come from are locked in an eternal warfare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, that's total exaggeration. But this scenario was posed to me by a friend who happened to our friend that I, as a friend, didn't realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Referring to the scenario above, why can't they ignore the fact that one of their believers fell in love with one from another religion? Or at least allow one of them to convert to the opposite religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;For pete's sake, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;religion is something we're individually free to choose&lt;/span&gt;. Be it Buddhism, Islam, Christianity or even a free thinker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultras. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pfft&lt;/span&gt;. I hate ultras and extremist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy and girl should just run away from the crude reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;I'll Keep Your Memory Vague&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finger Eleven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-1402769746568493243?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/1402769746568493243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=1402769746568493243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/1402769746568493243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/1402769746568493243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/10/that-happy-ending.html' title='That Happy Ending.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-522363847968901650</id><published>2008-10-14T13:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:50:31.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Serve Us.</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I've wrote anything substantial in my blog here. The last few posts were so meaningless to me, I need to write on&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; something that really matters&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, it's gonna be politics again. Yes, some of you might be bored. Unlike some of my friends who were so hyped up during the March 8 elections only to have those hype fade away into obscurity, I'm still attracted to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Barisan Nasional&lt;/span&gt; in general, think that we, citizens of Malaysia, are a bunch of brainless monkeys who are attracted to bananas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;They keep painting a picture of '&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;The only way forward is BN&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Malaysia's heading backwards&lt;/span&gt; because of the single party politics during the past 50 years bar the 1969 incident where there was a surge towards the opposition. Only for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;BN&lt;/span&gt; to crush it with barbaric tactics with the ISA arrests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only what happened then is happening now again, so what if Anwar failed to have his coup succeed on September 16? He is still the opposition leader. And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;BN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;should give a damn about it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;BN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; controlling the stakes of the major mainstream newspapers, they keep making him look like a fool with sentences like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"There were only a few frontbenchers and backbenchers during his speech while the rest of them were at the lobby" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or titles like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"PR wasting our time"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;fuck you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;BN&lt;/span&gt;. The opposition is there with a reason, that is to provide a check and counter for the government. If you fuckheads ignore them, we are going to head into the stone age. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isn't it hypocritic &lt;/span&gt;of the government when they say the only way forward is with them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, when Hindraf and RPK supporters went to the government HariRaya open house in PWTC, if I'm not mistaken it was there, they were blasted for being disrespectful and not using the right channels. Then tell me BN, what are the right channels? There are, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you just don't give a damn&lt;/span&gt;. That's the only way they can voice their grouses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Syed Hamid a.k.a monkey and Utusan Malaysia spreading low-grade propaganda about the actions of Hindraf, please not let me go there. Syed Hamid is a fool. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Full stop&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, Ahmad Badawi is saying that we should ignore the accusations against Najib. Now tell me Bodoh-wi, how can we ignore the accusations unless his court case for the murder of Altantuya is settled with him being innocent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/AntiNajib1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anti-Najib poster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/AntiNajib2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anti-Najib poster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The court case is also taking exceptionally long to find a verdict, this already means something. They are just toiling around with a life being lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Najis stated few days ago that we, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rakyat&lt;/span&gt;, should respect the members of parliament. But taking cue from a Malaysiakini.com report, why should we respect them if they don't deserve it? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The MPs are there to serve the rakyat; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;not for us to serve them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;BN&lt;/span&gt; said they heard our grouses on March 8. Ironic, as I don't see the difference with their indifferent attitudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Cowboy&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kid Rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-522363847968901650?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/522363847968901650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=522363847968901650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/522363847968901650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/522363847968901650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/10/serve-us.html' title='Serve Us.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-2829218438913758385</id><published>2008-10-12T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T22:48:27.180+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Caps.</title><content type='html'>THANKS &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;CALLIE LIM WEI QI&lt;/span&gt; FOR YOU KNOW LAH TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW I SEE THE SATISFACTORY-NESS WHEN TYPING IN CAPS. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;good luck&lt;/span&gt; to my close buds in Form3's &lt;a href="http://callielim.blogspot.com/"&gt;Callie&lt;/a&gt;, LiJian, &lt;a href="http://sherine-sy.blogspot.com/"&gt;ShuYing&lt;/a&gt; and the rest. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-2829218438913758385?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/2829218438913758385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=2829218438913758385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/2829218438913758385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/2829218438913758385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/10/caps.html' title='Caps.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-7349568137920816707</id><published>2008-10-08T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T20:30:14.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I No Look Like Rock Star.</title><content type='html'>I don't really consider myself a rock fan. I do like rock music, but I like so many other genres and singers like Kenny G for an instance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I forgot what I wanted to post today. So it's going to be something short today as usual when I run out of what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wasn't such a happening day. Skipped school and went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;McD&lt;/span&gt; to study with &lt;a href="http://lifeofalivinglegend.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chee Mun&lt;/a&gt;. Bumped into Jing Yi, James, &lt;a href="http://piggydotcom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ee Ping&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://trivocinreality.blogspot.com/"&gt;Je Yue&lt;/a&gt;, Su Ling and Marvin in Taipan. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was like the movie Crash where everybody just meets each other somehow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;rather&lt;/span&gt; happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a totally different note, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lick Hung's having an Open Day this Saturday&lt;/span&gt;, similar to my school's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hari Kantin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning to go, who will accompany? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A side note, my finger calluses are growing again. That means something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Ten Words&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joe Satriani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-7349568137920816707?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/7349568137920816707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=7349568137920816707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/7349568137920816707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/7349568137920816707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-no-look-like-rock-star.html' title='I No Look Like Rock Star.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-8962991822715738117</id><published>2008-10-07T18:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T18:49:19.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Despite.</title><content type='html'>The only thing I can remember from lessons today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Pn. P&lt;/span&gt;: Class, how do you use the word 'despite'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There the thing where 2 sentences are different. I don't know how to say it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DESPITE&lt;/span&gt; knowing what the word meant. Pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's been a rather good day. Quite a number little things that worked my way today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having nice long chats with friends in class. School's an impossible place to study-laa, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DESPITE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Pn. N&lt;/span&gt; saying we must come school to study instead of taking study leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 rounds of biology objective papers, I was happy as I did quite well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsals for MPT5/6 were like normal rehearsals for us. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A mess&lt;/span&gt;. But as seasoned performers, we'll pull it off as always. That's why we're called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Last Minute&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Last Minute&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't I'll annoy you with my horrible singing. Seriously. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Should I say sorry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Lucky&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason Mraz &amp;amp; Colbie Caliat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-8962991822715738117?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/8962991822715738117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=8962991822715738117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/8962991822715738117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/8962991822715738117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/10/despite.html' title='Despite.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-4617651164398068420</id><published>2008-10-06T21:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T21:29:23.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Big Giant Robots.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/GundamExia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh hello there; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(please pardon the lame-ness, heh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;, I'm gonna be talking about every little kids' wet dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Big&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Giant&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Robots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not just for kids-laag. Because I watch it. And it's back after a few months of hiatus. Now it's back for Season2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Gundam00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gundam 00!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear the little voice shrieking laughter in my head. Time to calm down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Meh&lt;/span&gt;, it's just my headache recurring. The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Panadol&lt;/span&gt; must be wearing off already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Gundam 00&lt;/span&gt; Season2 to finish, I'm off to study &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sejarah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Song For A Friend&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-4617651164398068420?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/4617651164398068420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=4617651164398068420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4617651164398068420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4617651164398068420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/10/big-giant-robots.html' title='Big Giant Robots.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-349664040911185177</id><published>2008-10-04T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T23:46:34.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Deja Vu.</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had that feeling, memory, or sight that it something you're currently experiencing has happened before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have it an average once a month I reckon'. And it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;creepy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one I can recall was when I was about 5 or 6 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream about something and the next day it really did happened, the exact same thing. I not sure it was a dream or a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deja vu&lt;/span&gt; though. Mind's a bit fuzzy after all these years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just had one a couple of hours (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deja vu&lt;/span&gt;, that is) while playing guitar. And it's the first time I'm taking it rather seriously. I've even did a search on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/D%C3%A9j%C3%A0_vu"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess somethings are to remain mysterious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's creepy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ish&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Hard to Say I'm Sorry&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-349664040911185177?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/349664040911185177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=349664040911185177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/349664040911185177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/349664040911185177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/10/deja-vu.html' title='Deja Vu.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-2384858172923687737</id><published>2008-09-30T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T23:09:28.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Of Shoes, Heels &amp; Flats.</title><content type='html'>Pity I didn't have any of the pictures that were taken for this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with &lt;a href="http://chocolateaddict-karmern.blogspot.com/"&gt;KarMern&lt;/a&gt;, SuLing and &lt;a href="http://mentalrehab.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mabel&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Midvalley Megamall&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;The Gardens&lt;/span&gt; on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was somewhat educational I would say, especially girl fashion. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. KarMern says I've gone up a level for being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;able to know what a pair of flats are&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We acted like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jakuns&lt;/span&gt; and took pictures with Mabel's D40 and KarMern's point-and-shoot Canon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now wonder where girls get the energy to walk one whole shopping mall. One of them was wearing heels and wasn't complaining. The mind of a girl is a twisting confusing one. Much like a merry-go-round. You'll never get to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also thanks to SuLing for driving us there. You never trust my driving eh? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, followed my mum out to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1Utama&lt;/span&gt; with both my sisters. I can proudly say;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;1Utama&lt;/span&gt; and all I got was a polo shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sisters spent a combined RM600. At least that polo shirt being a discounted Renoma, I can't really complain. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No updates for the next few days as usual, but I have a valid reason this time. Ima heading to my dad's hometown in Segamat. No internet access, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Angels&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robbie Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-2384858172923687737?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/2384858172923687737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=2384858172923687737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/2384858172923687737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/2384858172923687737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/09/of-shoes-heels-flats.html' title='Of Shoes, Heels &amp; Flats.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-2095870856024467653</id><published>2008-09-29T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T00:36:56.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Too Late for Love.</title><content type='html'>Ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compromise is the way to go in handling matters. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting lazy to update this blog &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. Hope something interesting will happen in the coming days like a tiny comet landing in the lawn of my house, or discovering an amazing shopping bargain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Too Late for Love&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Def Leppard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-2095870856024467653?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/2095870856024467653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=2095870856024467653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/2095870856024467653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/2095870856024467653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/09/too-late-for-love.html' title='Too Late for Love.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-60458646306498248</id><published>2008-09-27T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T22:59:16.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>A Brace.</title><content type='html'>I almost forgot the derby between &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Liverpool&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Everton&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness I managed to catch it from second half onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice watching Liverpool playing rather fluidly for once. Keane's understanding with the Spanish Torres seems to be getting better by each game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Torres.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torres even scored a beautiful brace and could add a third but pity was ruled offside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All in all&lt;/span&gt;, today was a rather fine day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been out since 7am until I returned home 13 hours later. Course after course and gymnastics right after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emphasis on front handsprings as usual. And we even did a sort of front roll until we all realized it was training for front tucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The guys are ecstatic about learning it. I'm happy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays are here. Means SPM students can relax for a day or two then only start studying like we have been for the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to go out. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P/S: How come I've never heard of Def Leppard? They rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Hysteria&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Def Leppard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-60458646306498248?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/60458646306498248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=60458646306498248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/60458646306498248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/60458646306498248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/09/brace.html' title='A Brace.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-5089239543496776112</id><published>2008-09-25T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T22:49:05.948+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Reminder.</title><content type='html'>Just a quick update here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/LotusFlower.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Buddhist Club&lt;/span&gt; of SMK Seafield is having a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blessing session for examinations / potluck&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details as follow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;12.35 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Taman Herba&lt;/span&gt; of SMK Seafield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A light lunch will be provided provided. But those who are willing to bring their own is encouraged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you there. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-5089239543496776112?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/5089239543496776112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=5089239543496776112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5089239543496776112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5089239543496776112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/09/reminder.html' title='Reminder.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-360978234028188978</id><published>2008-09-23T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T22:59:36.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Leakage.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/rain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining tips. Don't hope it for SPM though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. I don't know, I have nothing much to update lately. It's just that my life now is a routine; wake up, sit for exam, study, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I wanted to write a poem after finishing my exam. But was lacking inspiration, so you know-laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;come on &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;PKR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I'm waiting for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Malaysia for Malaysians&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Pour Some Sugar on Me&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Def Leppard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-360978234028188978?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/360978234028188978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=360978234028188978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/360978234028188978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/360978234028188978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/09/leakage.html' title='Leakage.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-5054729083892048281</id><published>2008-09-21T18:03:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T18:14:25.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Lynyrd Skynyrd's Free Bird.</title><content type='html'>Eh, set me free-laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't keep me in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not your toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I try to forget you, you come back to me from nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of it because you keep repeating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/FreeBird.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Set me free&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I want to soar happily with other birds in the sky&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Supermassive Black Hole&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Muse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-5054729083892048281?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/5054729083892048281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=5054729083892048281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5054729083892048281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5054729083892048281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/09/lyny.html' title='Lynyrd Skynyrd&apos;s Free Bird.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-4548598965885635569</id><published>2008-09-15T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T23:50:08.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Will It Happen?</title><content type='html'>There's 15 minutes left on the clock until September 16 arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, who knows what is going to happen. Will it exceed the high hopes placed on it or will there be another delay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anwar seems pretty confident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So does Barisan Nasional. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;(In the papers at least)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope for the best. Malaysia's future is on the line; For the future generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Perpaduan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Credits to the photographer. [&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/39577887@N00/2310254752"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall stay up for the news. I think I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Thunder&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boys Like Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-4548598965885635569?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/4548598965885635569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=4548598965885635569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4548598965885635569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4548598965885635569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/09/will-it-happen.html' title='Will It Happen?'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-3658579212362101971</id><published>2008-09-15T00:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T01:03:42.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Some Wise Guy's Quote.</title><content type='html'>All the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;perpetrator&lt;/span&gt; got was 3 years of suspension from politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;messenger&lt;/span&gt; got held up in ISA for 16 hours on the ridiculous grounds of being 'protected'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;victim&lt;/span&gt; got held up in ISA for claims he or she did not make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;accuser&lt;/span&gt; is a open-secret lier who happens to be a user of botox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;website editor&lt;/span&gt; was picked up under the banner of ISA for and was labelled 'Melayu x sedar diri'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he/she&lt;/span&gt; was just being objective about the state of the government and politics in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the statements above, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;what the hell is going on&lt;/span&gt;, you may ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I for one, is not certain what is going on in the heads of so-called people's representatives in the current government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ISA is a draconian law used against the communist during the emergency period. It was lauded for its part in curtailing the rising influence of communist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what the hell is it still being used in an era where communism has mostly died out, North Korea is the only exception to the trend. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Preposterously&lt;/span&gt;, it's now being used against reporters, parliamentarians and website editors who meant no harm whose actions were twisted by people too evil to speak of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government's policies are sickening. As an example, one of them is insisting that the press should be all about free speach, while his deputy is trying to curtail the freedom of press. Please refer to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;messenger&lt;/span&gt; situation above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to someone smart from the history textbook used in schools;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Those who are ignorant of history is condemned to repeat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR something like that, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this does not change the fact the message is clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The history textbooks, and of course reference books which are based on the curricular textbooks (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duh&lt;/span&gt;), all condemn the policies of our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;penjajah&lt;/span&gt; which used the divide and rule method to rule the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;They are hypocrites&lt;/span&gt;. I see no difference between the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;penjajah&lt;/span&gt; and our current government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Buddhism, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;moderation is preached&lt;/span&gt; to it's disciples. And I'm sure it is preached to many religions around the world, be it Christianity, Hindduism and Islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to a certain friend, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm disappointed in you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're no longer living in the past, many of the citizens have become matured enough to know what is propaganda and what is not. We're living in a society ultras, and of course rascist, have no place in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope you grow up. Be open around the world around you. Listen from all quarters and not be narrow-minded about the situation happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Tunku Abdul Rahman&lt;/span&gt; said this to a reporter when the May 13 incident happened. Main article [&lt;a href="http://mt.m2day.org/2008/content/view/12512/84/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"I am sorry but I must end this discussion now because it really pains me as the Father of Merdeka to have to relive those terrible moments. I have often wondered why God made me live long enough to have witnessed my beloved Malays and Chinese citizens killing each other."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a part of life of Tunku Abdul Rahman not made known to the public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Tunku Abdul Rahman supported Semangat 46, a splinter group of UMNO led by Tengku Razaleigh Hamzah. He campaigned actively for the latter in the General election of 1990, but was already in very poor health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The well-educated, visionary Tunku could barely contain his contempt for Mahathir's brash nationalism (i.e. Ketuanan Melayu) that went totally against the Rukun Negara and brought about serious racial segregation. He was a pillar of staunch opposition until his death in 1990.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they say, those who are ignorant of their past are condemned to repeat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's break this cycle for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's getting late now. I should be getting more sleep or not my circadian rhythm will go haywire soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Here in My Home&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAFU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-3658579212362101971?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/3658579212362101971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=3658579212362101971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/3658579212362101971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/3658579212362101971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/09/some-wise-guys-quote.html' title='Some Wise Guy&apos;s Quote.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-5826191934782769040</id><published>2008-09-14T00:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T01:07:34.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Zhong Qiu Jie.</title><content type='html'>You know on the contrary, it's&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; fun to be occupied&lt;/span&gt;. It gives you something to do rather than waste and after that, you'll get a sense of accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've been home for not more than 2 hours today, only coming home twice to shower. Only to be heading out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little breakdown on today's activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;8 a.m. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Vulcanz's practice&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;12 p.m. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Interact Installation&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 p.m. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;SPM Course&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5:30 p.m. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Gymnastics&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;7:30 p.m. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Steamboat dinner with family&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;9:30 p.m. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Celebrate mooncake festival with friends&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No photos taken other than the mooncake festival with friends. Only taken a few with my camera phone, which of course the quality is debatable. More from &lt;a href="http://chocolateaddict-karmern.blogspot.com/"&gt;KarMern&lt;/a&gt; sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SMvxvsdZvlI/AAAAAAAABDQ/eWK07Wo-VPw/s1600-h/DSC00603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SMvxvsdZvlI/AAAAAAAABDQ/eWK07Wo-VPw/s320/DSC00603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245551992693702226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Playing candles by the roadside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SMvxv0DrXNI/AAAAAAAABDY/gNDOecm8d-M/s1600-h/DSC00605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SMvxv0DrXNI/AAAAAAAABDY/gNDOecm8d-M/s320/DSC00605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245551994733288658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SMvxv8TOD8I/AAAAAAAABDg/YXi12bBdc9s/s1600-h/DSC00606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SMvxv8TOD8I/AAAAAAAABDg/YXi12bBdc9s/s320/DSC00606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245551996945960898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Candles on that resemble a birthday cake for an old person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SMvxwIRv8PI/AAAAAAAABDo/0HnQ3VFz8xA/s1600-h/DSC00607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SMvxwIRv8PI/AAAAAAAABDo/0HnQ3VFz8xA/s320/DSC00607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245552000161018098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The candles on a tile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SMvxwWqYHkI/AAAAAAAABDw/BoZSiFzrm7U/s1600-h/DSC00608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SMvxwWqYHkI/AAAAAAAABDw/BoZSiFzrm7U/s320/DSC00608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245552004022410818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Chinese word for moon; Yue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't love mooncakes, tingling smell of smoke in the air, and colourful lanterns? It'll be a crime to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Play My Music&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jonas Brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-5826191934782769040?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/5826191934782769040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=5826191934782769040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5826191934782769040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5826191934782769040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/09/zhong-qiu-jie.html' title='Zhong Qiu Jie.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SMvxvsdZvlI/AAAAAAAABDQ/eWK07Wo-VPw/s72-c/DSC00603.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-7166406448135096099</id><published>2008-09-11T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:49:00.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>A Bottle of Dettol.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Strepsils.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Tissues.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Note to self; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;never ever&lt;/span&gt; wish for having flu instead of coughs; you'll get what you wished for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lack of sleep over a span of a week has taken it's toll. I cough developed which dissipated and was quickly followed by a bout of flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I can be happy about the rest of the week. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perdagangan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Akauns&lt;/span&gt; paper on Friday and Monday respectively means I've got a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4-day weekend&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not counting the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;public holiday&lt;/span&gt; on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say no to sleeping an average 5 hours a night and studying for the coming days. A break thoroughly deserved. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Even though I wouldn't be in this situation if I didn't procrastinate&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; &amp;amp; &amp;amp; I've downloaded the entire &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Camp Rock music CD&lt;/span&gt;. Enjoying it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go on&lt;/span&gt; laugh, I don't mind. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;This Is Me&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Demi Lovato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-7166406448135096099?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/7166406448135096099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=7166406448135096099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/7166406448135096099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/7166406448135096099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/09/bottle-of-dettol.html' title='A Bottle of Dettol.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-5928764440781995708</id><published>2008-09-09T20:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T20:37:43.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Of Denials and Arrogance.</title><content type='html'>I'm not a racist person. In fact, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;muhibbah&lt;/span&gt; spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite at times I seem to be racist, I am not. It just our little way of having fun, it's the norm. Behind the scenes, we still love each other, bar the homosexuality of course. I love having friends from other races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's because I was born and raised in Malaysia, it is my homeland now, not China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when a certain someone said that us Chinese 'immigrants' should go back to China if we're not happy and implied that we are just like the American Jews, don't they know feelings are hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know shall compare thee's actions to adding fuel to fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/IsmailFughead.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do not represent everybody's thoughts, neither you have the rights to, because such a remark immediately disqualifies the person as a sensible and sane being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An apology now will be worthless, because you will not be sincere in administrating it. Come back to us when you've learnt your lesson. Then the people's hearts that you have broken will consider it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love Malaysia, just fug you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fug you upside down for trying to undermine my friendship with fellow races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fug you for that remark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fug you for ever being involved in politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst at that, fug you for ever being alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want do any personal attacks here, but because I'm pissed, I'm making an exception. You're fat face looks like fug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My conclusion is that, fug you even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Simple Man&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lynyrd Skynyrd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-5928764440781995708?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/5928764440781995708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=5928764440781995708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5928764440781995708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5928764440781995708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/09/of-denials-and-arrogance.html' title='Of Denials and Arrogance.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-1067372357876754551</id><published>2008-09-08T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:48:05.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Camp Rock.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Camp_Rock_DVD.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes yes&lt;/span&gt;. I'm surprised at myself that I quite fancy that show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prior to airing, I thought it would be another one of those cheezy shows aimed for 'tweens'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Oh, how right am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite that, I find it rather enjoyable with it's cheezy music. Though not as cheezy as High School Musical's of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I'm even downloading the full album off the net, Jack Sparrow style. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and isn't &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Caitlyn&lt;/span&gt; played by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Alyson Stoner&lt;/span&gt; cute? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Caitlyn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm rushing for time and because of that, I have to bid you all adieu with just a short update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejarah is on Wednesday, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dang&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Nobody Knows&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Tony Rich Project&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/1084064699866681252-1067372357876754551?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/1067372357876754551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=1067372357876754551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/1067372357876754551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/1067372357876754551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/09/camp-rock.html' title='Camp Rock.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-844918221994220772</id><published>2008-09-06T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T01:22:34.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Parking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/NoParking.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had one of the worst frights ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gahh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home around midnight today after a round of futsal with buddies and I saw my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dad's car parked outside&lt;/span&gt; with the headlights still turned on and the door half opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately parked my car by the roadside and with a heavy heart went to check up on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one thing&lt;/span&gt; I didn't want to expect. Probably influenced my mind because it's due to the recent murder of an UMNO member in his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I few calls of "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Pa.&lt;/span&gt;" and finally he moved, much to my relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That guy was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;drunk&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;tired&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;asleep&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WTH&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Funny. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, it's 1:22 a.m. now and it's time to sleep. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love to sleep&lt;/span&gt;. Who doesn't? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Rock This Party (Everybody Dance Now)&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bob Sinclar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-844918221994220772?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/844918221994220772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=844918221994220772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/844918221994220772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/844918221994220772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/09/parking.html' title='Parking.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-1536359182112813466</id><published>2008-09-01T18:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T19:06:56.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Pink Letter.</title><content type='html'>A blog is a way to let off steam. However, it isn't the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moving on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied with a few friends today at Burger King from 10 - 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite productive, I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple of play times inserted in between too. As example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SLvL6pDho7I/AAAAAAAABC0/7vm4_EfmvWo/s1600-h/DSC00592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SLvL6pDho7I/AAAAAAAABC0/7vm4_EfmvWo/s320/DSC00592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241006799689196466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SLvL64uZgTI/AAAAAAAABC8/XTZY8MvbvEQ/s1600-h/DSC00593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SLvL64uZgTI/AAAAAAAABC8/XTZY8MvbvEQ/s320/DSC00593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241006803895550258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The jury's out. Guilty. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. See you all in school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Happy Puasa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Dear God&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Avenged Sevenfold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-1536359182112813466?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/1536359182112813466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=1536359182112813466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/1536359182112813466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/1536359182112813466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/09/pink-letter.html' title='Pink Letter.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SLvL6pDho7I/AAAAAAAABC0/7vm4_EfmvWo/s72-c/DSC00592.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-2930603039643614535</id><published>2008-08-31T22:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T23:14:54.798+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>No Holds Barred.</title><content type='html'>This is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;no holds barred&lt;/span&gt; post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the thing is, I dislike how my dad acts after he drinks. He'll get ahead of himself and become obnoxious. It's worse, much worse, when he takes the wheel soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saying "No matter what state am I, I'm a better driver than you."&lt;/span&gt; to your own son is one of the worst mistakes you've made. Didn't you know that no matter how good you are, if you are not focused, you're doomed to making lots of mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a full 20 minutes or so to think of what to say to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;No matter what, you're still my dad and I respect you. But tell me what you did to warrant my respect tonight? Act responsibly as a dad. No way I'm going to die because of a stupid mistake. No no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm going to grow up, tell my kids and say, "That's what my dad did wrong, I'm not going to do that to you all."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided I do not need an apology, but I'm sorry I fought back at you. But please change your ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;do not&lt;/span&gt; want an irresponsible fuckhead as my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incident spurred me on to be successful in the future. I'm going to reach there, I have the urge. I'm taking the initiative now. Nothing's never too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I'm going to do it &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;my way&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel good now. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love blogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Welcome to My Life&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simple Plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-2930603039643614535?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/2930603039643614535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=2930603039643614535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/2930603039643614535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/2930603039643614535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-holds-barred.html' title='No Holds Barred.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-7581082592354441215</id><published>2008-08-31T01:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T01:49:56.049+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>AssYouMing.</title><content type='html'>First off, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;never attempt&lt;/span&gt; to do a handstand bridge&lt;/span&gt; anywhere on a mat just beside the hard floor. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It hurts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, tonight has been a little disappointing; people assuming that there will be fireworks for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Merdeka countdown&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Sunway Pyramid&lt;/span&gt;, a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what happens when people assume something? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. We only have ourselves to blame to get ahead of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on that when I properly update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up in 5 hours time to watch the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Merdeka parade&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Dataran Merdeka&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, we have to differentiate the fine line of country and politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Hello Again&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lostprophets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-7581082592354441215?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/7581082592354441215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=7581082592354441215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/7581082592354441215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/7581082592354441215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/08/assyouming.html' title='AssYouMing.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-1016202811839224772</id><published>2008-08-30T15:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T01:36:01.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Your It.</title><content type='html'>For too long I've put my tags on hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Tag 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Tagged by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://liteng-choclover.blogspot.com/"&gt;Li Teng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Six Things I'm Passionate About&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cheerleading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Driving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Playing guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Getting high with musics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Computers and gadgets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Six Things I Say Too Often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mahai-ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;F*ckface&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Don't you think that ah ... (in a Chinese slang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Woi! You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Limpek you ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Eh, wanna go toilet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Six Books I've Recently Read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Reader's Digest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;TopGear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Physics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Chemistry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Sejarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Extraordinary Blogs and E-zines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Songs I Can Listen to Again and Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Most Westlife songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Backstreet Boys old songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Nobody Knows - The Tony Rich Project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Free Bird - Lynyrd Skynyrd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm Yours - Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Iris - Goo Goo Dolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Sorry Seems to Be the Hardest Word - Eric Clapton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Hotel California - The Eagles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I'll Make a Man Out of You (Mulan) - Danny Osmond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;It's My Life - Bon Jovi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Always Be My Baby - David Cook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Let It Be - The Beatles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Complicated - Avril Lavigne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I Don't Want To Miss A Thing - Aerosmith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;It's Gonna Be Me - N'Sync&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Bye Bye Bye - N'Sync&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;When I See You Smile - Bad English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Love Is All Around - Wet Wet Wet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;She's So High - Tal Bachman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Eye of the Tiger - Survivor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;You've Got A Friend In Me (Toy Story) - Randy Newman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Every Breath You Take - The Police&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;A Whole New World (Aladdin) - Peabo Bryson, Regina Belle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I Don't Like to Sleep Alone - Paul Anka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;To Be With You - Mr. Big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Go The Distance (Hercules) - Michael Bolton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Country Roads - John Denver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fine ... If I stated all I can go a long way more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Things I've Learned in the Past Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Driving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Cheerleading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Liking someone can really hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Liking someone can be a bonus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Being loved by someone is amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Six People I Tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;None&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Tag 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;RULE #1&lt;/span&gt; People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;RULE #2&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt; Tag 8 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We all know the feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A green Earth, people being nice to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. Whose butt would you like to kick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Najib.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Give all of it away to charity. I'd be happy with a couple of million.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Might happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I thought I had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Depressed for a couple of days and move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Yessss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;10. What takes you down the fastest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Demoralizing comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;11. How would you see yourself in ten years time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Landing an engineering job attached to a green company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;12. Who is currently the most important people to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Everybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Diane? MU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Married but poor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;15. What's the first thing you do when you wake up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Check my phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I had, I'm afraid of it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Whoever I'm more comfortable being around with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It'll take a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;19. Would you suffer now and enjoy later or the opposite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Suffer now, then enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. List 8 people to tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;None&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. I'm done. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Thunder (Acoustic ver.)&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boys Like Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-1016202811839224772?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/1016202811839224772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=1016202811839224772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/1016202811839224772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/1016202811839224772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/08/your-it.html' title='Your It.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-4019081694833372269</id><published>2008-08-29T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T23:47:12.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>What If (2).</title><content type='html'>What if you saw a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wheelchair-bound person&lt;/span&gt; trying to get up a flight of stairs alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/wheelchair2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you saw a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blind man&lt;/span&gt; navigating through busy traffic alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Long-Cane-cross-road-lo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Or even&lt;/span&gt;, what if you saw a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; struggling to handle the pram of their baby in a busy place single-handedly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/20261856.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us have came across this situation unsure of what to do; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;waste a few precious seconds helping the person in need&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;save your face and act busy like you never even saw it&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently came across this dilemma when I saw a woman who's probably in her mid-fifties navigating in a busy street in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Sunway&lt;/span&gt; in her wheelchair. I wanted to help her, but the thought of embarrassing myself put that action on hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was frustrated at myself for not being a good Samaritan. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In fact, it affected me for a few days&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, I've made a deal with myself to give a helping hand despite we're living in Malaysia, where &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;face&lt;/span&gt; is everything; only, it is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trust me&lt;/span&gt;, it feels better knowing you've helped someone.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;What if there were no hypothetical questions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from Reader's Digest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Sorry Seems to be the Hardest Word&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elton John&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-4019081694833372269?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/4019081694833372269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=4019081694833372269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4019081694833372269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4019081694833372269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-if-2.html' title='What If (2).'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-1803875588980038326</id><published>2008-08-26T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T23:37:48.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Soaring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/malaysia-flag.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to fly the Malaysian flag again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason is not because Merdeka is here. But you should know in the coming days. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Push&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matchbox Twenty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-1803875588980038326?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/1803875588980038326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=1803875588980038326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/1803875588980038326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/1803875588980038326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/08/soaring.html' title='Soaring.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-7198705949916285960</id><published>2008-08-25T22:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T23:38:06.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Landscape.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Having a public holiday on voting day is politically-motivated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell is the logic in that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having it on a weekday is the closest thing politically-motivated is to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, keep on denying the facts, truth and allegations. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We are not stupid&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you are treating us and all the backward mentality, it's no wonder you lost 5 states. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The 5 most relatively developed states&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all your flip-flopped and race-biased policies, I can't stand you anymore; neither the maturing generation-y population. Face it, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;everything has it's place in time&lt;/span&gt;. It's time for you to disappear into oblivion until you do a massive overhaul of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everything goes fairly, which i doubt at the back of my head, our country's landscape will change, for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Next Plane Home&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daniel Powter&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/1084064699866681252-7198705949916285960?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/7198705949916285960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=7198705949916285960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/7198705949916285960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/7198705949916285960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/08/landscape.html' title='Landscape.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-2593247034815640410</id><published>2008-08-24T23:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T00:16:41.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olympics'/><title type='text'>All Things End.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Olympics/Img214584170.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's life again without &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Olympics&lt;/span&gt; eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to start off;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt; more mad discussing of badminton or swimming among friends in school again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt; more gymnastics to be awed at home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt; more showing of wonders by Usain Bolt or Michael Phelps again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt; more fantastic showing of precision fireworks over the Bird's Nest Stadium again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flame's even put out now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Olympics/Img214583794.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel kind of sad knowing this and of course, school tomorrow. Which means waking up at 5:30 in the morning is my daily routine again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's some picture of the closing ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Olympics/Img214582963.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Olympics/Img214582858.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Olympics/Img214584117.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Olympics/Img214582806.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Olympics/Img214584394.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Olympics/Img214582727.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Olympics/Img214583908.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Olympics/Img214583331.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Olympics/Img214584131.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Olympics/Img214584090.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Olympics/Img214584098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Olympics/Img214584403.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I can sleep knowing there's the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;2012 London Olympics&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Olympics/Img214584206.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Olympics/Img214584212.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So, who's in for &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;yumcha on the night of the next opening ceremony&lt;/span&gt;? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If interested, do please let me know so drinks and tidbits can be prepared. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a fun 16 days. And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all good things, end&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Olympics/Img214582581.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All the pictures are credited to [&lt;a href="http://en.beijing2008.cn/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Close&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Westlife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-2593247034815640410?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/2593247034815640410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=2593247034815640410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/2593247034815640410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/2593247034815640410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-things-end.html' title='All Things End.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-6185844264309445961</id><published>2008-08-24T01:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T01:48:55.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Contradiction.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/ying-yang.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of excitement I guess I contradicted myself in the earlier post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;green engineer&lt;/span&gt; sounds a fab job description, when you'll be rich for pioneering it in this region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living a simple life doesn't sound too shabby either. It'll make me happier off. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh&lt;/span&gt;, and I still like to press the pedal and shout &lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;powerrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;All My Life&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K-Ci &amp;amp; JoJo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-6185844264309445961?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/6185844264309445961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=6185844264309445961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/6185844264309445961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/6185844264309445961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/08/contradiction.html' title='Contradiction.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-5867715069036453732</id><published>2008-08-23T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T21:22:02.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Of Revs &amp; a Green Earth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/smoke.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read an &lt;a href="http://news.cnet.com/8301-11128_3-10019347-54.html?tag=nl.e703"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; earlier today about start-ups investing in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;energy-recovering technology&lt;/span&gt; from power plants and major Teutonic (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;read: German&lt;/span&gt;) car companies experimenting with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gadgets that recover energy lost as heat from exhaus&lt;/span&gt;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it makes me want to become a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;green engineer&lt;/span&gt;. Wonder if they have such courses available other than the usual engineering courses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't want a car that has such amazing fuel efficiency yet able to produce the amount of torque and horsepower? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think: V6 and V8 engines&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This way, you get to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;rev a hell lot more&lt;/span&gt; yet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;safe the earth&lt;/span&gt; at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do think I want to become an engineer of this sort. It sounds challenging and fun. Especially in Malaysia where efficiency isn't really in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rakyat's&lt;/span&gt; dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Alone Again&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dokken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-5867715069036453732?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/5867715069036453732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=5867715069036453732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5867715069036453732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5867715069036453732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/08/of-revs-green-earth.html' title='Of Revs &amp; a Green Earth.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-3131477236079226315</id><published>2008-08-23T15:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T15:58:25.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Adrenaline Rush.</title><content type='html'>Hellooooooo there. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If there was anyone reading anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, I've been driving for few months and the willingness of self to push to boundaries of the car has set it. I used to drive very slowly and safely; but it seems like I'm one of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;revving-teenage-freaks&lt;/span&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the road's clear, I like to press the pedal most of the way down just to hear the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;-litre 4 cylinder engine of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Toyota Innova&lt;/span&gt; straining even though it isn't much of an ear candy. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's such an adrenaline rush to go fast&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then after a few seconds of oil-burning, I've got a habit to drive slow and steady again, until the next time I take the car out for a spin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird-lah this feeling don't know how to describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's tagging season again it seems. I have 2 tags to do. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I have plenty of unreplied messages in my tagboard and in my blog's tradition, I'll reply it here. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pok&lt;/span&gt;: Yeap. I was surprised when they say it's been more than a year. How time really flies. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Liesl&lt;/span&gt;: LJ mentions me? Haha. I know you now-lah. Don't worry. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Li-Zhi&lt;/span&gt;: Sadly, it quite is. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Raez&lt;/span&gt;: Linked already. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Callie&lt;/span&gt;: Oh I don't heh. Seeing your back from your vacation an all. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cherie&lt;/span&gt;: Yes. I was. There's a 3rd movie wth. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ShuYing&lt;/span&gt;: Hey hey to you too. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nong&lt;/span&gt;: SherNong ... right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Min&lt;/span&gt;: Hehe. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;XingXing&lt;/span&gt;: You've opened a blog eh. Will link you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vanissa&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah well. But who wouldn't want Gold if it was right in front of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KP&lt;/span&gt;: Agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jasmine&lt;/span&gt;: Agreed also-lah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Razlan&lt;/span&gt;: Chill la. I know you dislike China. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jess&lt;/span&gt;: Aww. Really? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LiTeng&lt;/span&gt;: Will do sooner or later-lah haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KarMern&lt;/span&gt;: Doing the class' senior page was a blessing-in-disguise heh. Learned quite a bit about Photoshop-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JunYi&lt;/span&gt;: Okay. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TziYing&lt;/span&gt;: Actually, just rather lazy to blog. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew, now that's done. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mm&lt;/span&gt;. Wanted to complete those 2 tags. But I've gotten tired just replying those messages. Until another time then people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;You're My Everthing&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Santa Esmeralda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-3131477236079226315?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/3131477236079226315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=3131477236079226315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/3131477236079226315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/3131477236079226315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/08/adrenaline-rush.html' title='Adrenaline Rush.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-6360450452236585103</id><published>2008-08-20T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T23:52:36.479+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Thigh Stands.</title><content type='html'>Despite the lack of activity here, my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blog is not dead&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so happened that I was rather occupied for the last 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;CHARM&lt;/span&gt; intake was today. More on everything some other time-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 hour Add. Maths class tomorrow. Nights people! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Girlfriend&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Avril Lavigne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-6360450452236585103?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/6360450452236585103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=6360450452236585103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/6360450452236585103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/6360450452236585103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/08/thigh-stands.html' title='Thigh Stands.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-4446149577908073438</id><published>2008-08-18T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T23:09:31.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olympics'/><title type='text'>Gold, Silver and Bronze.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/200703280006_74715.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you get a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;bronze&lt;/span&gt;, you will think;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Hey, at least I got something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you get a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;silver&lt;/span&gt;, you agonize;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;How close was I being a champion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother, you've done me proud. And the majority of the nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;You're My Everything&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Santa Esmeralda &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/1084064699866681252-4446149577908073438?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/4446149577908073438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=4446149577908073438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4446149577908073438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4446149577908073438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/08/gold-silver-and-bronze.html' title='Gold, Silver and Bronze.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-8985258099606046326</id><published>2008-08-17T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T23:44:51.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Can't Complain.</title><content type='html'>We have no right to complain really, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if we're even complaining at all&lt;/span&gt;, at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lee Chong Wei's loss to Lin Dan of China&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/lee-chong-wei.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, everyone of you know of this by know and might be disappointed in him. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But why should we?&lt;/span&gt; He improved so much since he's first &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Olympics&lt;/span&gt; and this is only he's second; he still has time for another one at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be proud he gave &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Malaysia&lt;/span&gt; the right to be proud with it's flag hoisted up as the first runner up. He still has the next &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Olympics&lt;/span&gt; to prove his worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting to see him being on the tallest podium in the next time. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/340x.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting. And even I'm not the kind of person who attentively watches badminton except the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Olympics&lt;/span&gt; and to some extend Thomas Cup or some other major competitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers until another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Angel&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aerosmith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-8985258099606046326?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/8985258099606046326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=8985258099606046326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/8985258099606046326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/8985258099606046326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/08/cant-complain.html' title='Can&apos;t Complain.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-2467014989808544428</id><published>2008-08-15T23:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T23:32:28.155+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Oddities.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What time is it?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heh. I still despise that show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, the holidays are upon us, despite it being just a week long, it's still a holiday nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more waking up 5:30 a.m. in the morning just to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hit the snooze button&lt;/span&gt; 3 times on my phone. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being Form Fives, there won't be much enjoyment I presume. Normal-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt; SPM. Though will be heading to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Genting&lt;/span&gt; to watch some kids' magic show with my rather young cousins from Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And there's this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SKWdphlpEsI/AAAAAAAABCs/neYzKm6W0uk/s1600-h/CHARMTryouts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SKWdphlpEsI/AAAAAAAABCs/neYzKm6W0uk/s320/CHARMTryouts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234763478604518082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably will be trying out with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ah Shen&lt;/span&gt;, whom is my flier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something quite irrelevent, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YuanPing&lt;/span&gt; shared this awesome video from this funny-man on YouTube. Go check out his &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/mychonny"&gt;other works&lt;/a&gt; too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="375" height="294"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B1OUAPNyx08&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B1OUAPNyx08&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="375" height="294"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Vulcanz's&lt;/span&gt; practice tomorrow, shall be going to my beddy-by land. Nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Flying Without Wings&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Westlife&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/1084064699866681252-2467014989808544428?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/2467014989808544428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=2467014989808544428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/2467014989808544428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/2467014989808544428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/08/oddities.html' title='Oddities.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SKWdphlpEsI/AAAAAAAABCs/neYzKm6W0uk/s72-c/CHARMTryouts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-2447394031171373134</id><published>2008-08-13T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T00:08:56.983+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Of Graphics &amp; Syntaxes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/access_icon.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked my butt of tonight just to finalize ICT's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Microsoft Access&lt;/span&gt; project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/adobe_photoshop_cs_icon.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also due tomorrow was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Vulcanz's&lt;/span&gt; 3 pages for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Minda&lt;/span&gt;, my school's magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even had a chat with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Gaurav&lt;/span&gt;, whom I never heard in an &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; long time. He's the trainee teacher from India on AIESEC. Awesome funny man. Can't believe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how much time flies&lt;/span&gt; when he reminded me that it has been more than a year since they, he and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Owen&lt;/span&gt;, left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do think I have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mental block&lt;/span&gt; tonight because of exhaustion. Off to bed. Nights people. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;All I Really Need is You&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neil Diamond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-2447394031171373134?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/2447394031171373134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=2447394031171373134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/2447394031171373134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/2447394031171373134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/08/of-graphics-syntaxes.html' title='Of Graphics &amp; Syntaxes.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-4987204621123322913</id><published>2008-08-12T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T20:47:33.922+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Why Laaaa.</title><content type='html'>Why does this have to happen during the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Olympics&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/A_Georgian_man_381268a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Russia's invasion of Georgia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And conflicts that lasted so many years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/islam_christian.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ideology differences between Christianity and Islam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;much closer to heart&lt;/span&gt;, why do friends have to fight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is what our generation has to go through, and these mistakes must not and shan't be repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Generation (Y)outh. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Literally&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/GenerationY.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Let Love In&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goo Goo Dolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-4987204621123322913?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/4987204621123322913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=4987204621123322913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4987204621123322913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4987204621123322913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-laaaa.html' title='Why Laaaa.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-8435078142922927885</id><published>2008-08-12T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T00:30:15.131+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Rackets and Cocks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My title isn't obscene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry, being rather on the defensive side.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Heh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, watching both of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Malaysia's&lt;/span&gt; men singles shuttlers are so inspiring. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't have time to blog much about the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Olympics&lt;/span&gt;. Rather stay tuned to the boob tube instead. Pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;The Man Who Can't Be Moved&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Script&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/1084064699866681252-8435078142922927885?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/8435078142922927885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=8435078142922927885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/8435078142922927885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/8435078142922927885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/08/rackets-and-cocks.html' title='Rackets and Cocks.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-20966876703186735</id><published>2008-08-10T00:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T00:46:27.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>That Word.</title><content type='html'>Have you ever came across challenges that demoralizes you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would've &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just given up there and then&lt;/span&gt; if not for the cliche of feel good movies about the heroes not backing down. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It helps me to stand again okay?&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But only 5 minutes ago, came across an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;AOL Course&lt;/span&gt;-mate's blog and remembered the way they taught me if I ever had a hill to climb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's simple. It just takes 2 steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Shape your hand into fist and put it touching your chest, with the index and thumb finger being the ones closest to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Take a deep breath, and shout the word. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;CHALLENGE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Or if you're in a public place, in order not to embarrass yourself, shout it inside your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't describe the feeling of doing that itself. It's so awesome and it works that it makes you get back onto your legs and not on your back. Most importantly, it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;makes me smile again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SJ3HPE_HMvI/AAAAAAAABCA/DX3nsfaN_7Q/s1600-h/AOL+2007+Course+-+All+Of+Us+-+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SJ3HPE_HMvI/AAAAAAAABCA/DX3nsfaN_7Q/s320/AOL+2007+Course+-+All+Of+Us+-+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232557403924804338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Missing those happy times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love you AOL guys. I want to go again. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;P/S: Thanks &lt;a href="http://kareen-teenslife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kareen&lt;/a&gt;! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, improved my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;konon&lt;/span&gt; front handsprings today. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;woot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though slight muscle injury caused a deterioration in today's forward rolls &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird I'm able to almost perfect my round off but struggling with cartwheels. Anyway, good progress on both fronts today. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm satisfied&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;She's so High Above Me&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everclear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-20966876703186735?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/20966876703186735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=20966876703186735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/20966876703186735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/20966876703186735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/08/that-word.html' title='That Word.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SJ3HPE_HMvI/AAAAAAAABCA/DX3nsfaN_7Q/s72-c/AOL+2007+Course+-+All+Of+Us+-+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-376843624959427135</id><published>2008-08-08T22:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:53:40.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olympics'/><title type='text'>The Games.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From a small &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;10-member squad to a massive team consisting of 600 people&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;globalized west to the mystic east&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;dark skinned people to fair caucasians&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;oil-rich countries to countries in starvation&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;democratic governments to the open police state&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 224px; height: 260px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/BeijingOlympics.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's here. After 4 years. The &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Beijing Olympic Games&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get the facts right about my opinion. I'm gonna be honest that I was never optimistic about the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Olympics&lt;/span&gt; before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was all just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hoo-hah&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Used as a tool of propaganda&lt;/span&gt; by developed countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However reading a very good article in this month's Reader's Digest changed my views on it. It was about the examples of &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;excellent sportsmanship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; shown by athletes and coaches in the previous games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from that, I realized that the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Olympics&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;IS IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The true test of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;borderless friendships&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; just materialistic medals. This was what the founder of the modern &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Olympics&lt;/span&gt; had in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can feel what the athletes feel what they strut their stuff in the stadiums and arenas. Watched by their eagle-eyed compatriots from home. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheering them on&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a fraction of this feeling by being on the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;blue mat&lt;/span&gt;. But this is totally on a different scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Even though I dislike our government;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ISA)&lt;/span&gt; I can say &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be supporting&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;ays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;an&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;contingent. From the comforts of my armchair, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being there, competing with the best. I don't mind them not winning any medals, but showing us the spirit of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Olympics&lt;/span&gt;. Don't you? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Heaven is a Place on Earth&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Belinda Carlisle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-376843624959427135?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/376843624959427135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=376843624959427135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/376843624959427135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/376843624959427135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/08/games.html' title='The Games.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-6961434656037818772</id><published>2008-08-07T16:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T16:38:55.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>It Pours.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;7 / 8 / 2008&lt;/span&gt; is an auspicious date. Not because the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;Olympics starts tomorrow, but because it's my youngest sister's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She made life a little more &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with her arrival. And the best part? 12 years of difference. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/JeanneBirthday.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday, you little rascal. I love you. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sixtyninedegrees.blogspot.com/"&gt;KokPing&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://callielim.blogspot.com/"&gt;Callie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lifeofaform5student.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pok&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://littlemusicstar.blogspot.com/"&gt;TziYing&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://shinyeee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shinyee&lt;/a&gt;, my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;victims-of-abuse-by-mosquitoes&lt;/span&gt; mates&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hiding myself in my air-conditioned room for a few days now hiding from these pesky buggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Oh&lt;/span&gt; and one &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tiny &lt;/span&gt;thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/Astro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained today. Quite a heavy one in fact. It was a week too late though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Happy Together&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Turtles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-6961434656037818772?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/6961434656037818772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=6961434656037818772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/6961434656037818772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/6961434656037818772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-pours.html' title='It Pours.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-9167928021082139534</id><published>2008-08-04T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T00:02:35.904+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Bloody Pests.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Urrgghhh ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mosquito infested house&lt;/span&gt;. Never like that before, I was never bitten like this before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;Exams are a threat to the survival of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Menjaga Hati&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yovie &amp;amp; Yuno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-9167928021082139534?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/9167928021082139534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=9167928021082139534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/9167928021082139534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/9167928021082139534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/08/bloody-pests.html' title='Bloody Pests.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-7290264735884871331</id><published>2008-08-03T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T22:54:57.904+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Where's the Rain?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;SMK Seafield's&lt;/span&gt; SPM candidates starts tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been like weeks since it last rained, the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; haze is terrible&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P/S: Sorry for the lack of updates&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;She Doesn't Need Me Anymore&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peter Cetera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-7290264735884871331?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/7290264735884871331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=7290264735884871331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/7290264735884871331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/7290264735884871331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/08/wheres-rain.html' title='Where&apos;s the Rain?'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-4645545211611822629</id><published>2008-08-01T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T00:07:43.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Responsibilities.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Moral&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ceramah&lt;/span&gt; at school wasn't up to the standard I was hoping for, but still I learnt a thing or 2 nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Bloodied&lt;/span&gt; my knee early tonight. I guess I shall start planning on my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;knee replacements&lt;/span&gt; soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that's all, nothing much to say about. Mentally and physically tired to think of anything sane and productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Vulcanz's&lt;/span&gt; practice and have to give a good talk to them. Then head off to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; Inti College&lt;/span&gt; for a course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights people. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;When I See You Smile&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bad English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-4645545211611822629?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/4645545211611822629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=4645545211611822629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4645545211611822629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/4645545211611822629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/08/responsibilities.html' title='Responsibilities.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-5206016776324432225</id><published>2008-07-31T21:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:50:12.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Making My Mark.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SJHAbo1KORI/AAAAAAAABBI/hpcwF-oQbgc/s1600-h/IMG_5194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SJHAbo1KORI/AAAAAAAABBI/hpcwF-oQbgc/s320/IMG_5194.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229172223403243794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Entering the unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SJHAa2XF8hI/AAAAAAAABAw/wDI2ko-28tE/s1600-h/IMG_5026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SJHAa2XF8hI/AAAAAAAABAw/wDI2ko-28tE/s320/IMG_5026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229172209855361554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Cool, humid dungeon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SJHAbTmvBRI/AAAAAAAABBA/0VjTm9yvzOE/s1600-h/IMG_5193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SJHAbTmvBRI/AAAAAAAABBA/0VjTm9yvzOE/s320/IMG_5193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229172217705596178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Leave nothing but footsteps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SJHAbDPjqXI/AAAAAAAABA4/xzNdwfwUa2g/s1600-h/IMG_5192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SJHAbDPjqXI/AAAAAAAABA4/xzNdwfwUa2g/s320/IMG_5192.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229172213313415538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Soggy cement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SJHAb7Z0TkI/AAAAAAAABBQ/ex1iCSAnOOU/s1600-h/IMG_5196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SJHAb7Z0TkI/AAAAAAAABBQ/ex1iCSAnOOU/s320/IMG_5196.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229172228388834882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Stairways to heaven&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cliche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SJHAzCpMC9I/AAAAAAAABBY/BPdXF3qkGqY/s1600-h/IMG_5206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SJHAzCpMC9I/AAAAAAAABBY/BPdXF3qkGqY/s320/IMG_5206.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229172625469344722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like making things a little more abstract. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be attending school tomorrow for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Moral&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ceramah&lt;/span&gt;. Think it'll be worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Summertime&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Kids on the Block&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-5206016776324432225?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/5206016776324432225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=5206016776324432225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5206016776324432225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5206016776324432225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/07/making-my-mark.html' title='Making My Mark.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SJHAbo1KORI/AAAAAAAABBI/hpcwF-oQbgc/s72-c/IMG_5194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-456428390954375184</id><published>2008-07-30T20:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T20:28:30.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Boom De Ah Dah!</title><content type='html'>A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;happiness inducing song&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;The Discovery Channel&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;a href="http://mentalrehab.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mabel&lt;/a&gt; for introducing me this song by singing in class everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show this to an emo freak and he or she will be guaranteed to smile. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="375" height="294"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/at_f98qOGY0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/at_f98qOGY0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="375" height="294"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they even encourage people to create their own versions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourites so far. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Simpsons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="375" height="294"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/47o9jwRygoc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/47o9jwRygoc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="375" height="294"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;TopGear&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Loves&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="375" height="294"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hhsZps9tOL0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hhsZps9tOL0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="375" height="294"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to study. Pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I missed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Pn. N&lt;/span&gt;'s class today. &lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Never Gonna Let You Go&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sergio Mendes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-456428390954375184?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/456428390954375184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=456428390954375184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/456428390954375184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/456428390954375184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/07/boom-de-ah-dah.html' title='Boom De Ah Dah!'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-5568315255760923866</id><published>2008-07-29T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T20:39:49.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>3rd Rock from the Sun.</title><content type='html'>I'm still loving this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="375" height="294"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/amwVyRH2B8A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/amwVyRH2B8A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="375" height="294"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ain't no reason&lt;/span&gt; things are this way,&lt;br /&gt;It's how they've always been and they intend to stay,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I say the things I say, but I say it anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;screwed&lt;/span&gt;. Blame the governments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Stay single&lt;/span&gt;. It hurts less. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Ain't No Reason&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brett Dennen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-5568315255760923866?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/5568315255760923866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=5568315255760923866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5568315255760923866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/5568315255760923866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/07/3rd-rock-from-sun.html' title='3rd Rock from the Sun.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-9168776327725862050</id><published>2008-07-28T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T23:33:49.542+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Wake Me Up.</title><content type='html'>I need a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;fairytale&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;just kill me&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Stand by Me&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oasis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-9168776327725862050?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/9168776327725862050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=9168776327725862050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/9168776327725862050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/9168776327725862050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/07/wake-me-up.html' title='Wake Me Up.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-7023559876646813992</id><published>2008-07-27T23:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:50:13.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Oldies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SIyZix1EvLI/AAAAAAAABAo/Q6oFmBEFMhs/s1600-h/Oasis.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SIyZix1EvLI/AAAAAAAABAo/Q6oFmBEFMhs/s320/Oasis.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227722090240851122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished listening to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Paul Anka's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I Don't Like to Sleep Alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and it made me realized that I'm one of the select few 17 year olds that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;actually listens to songs from the 1960's and onwards&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wanted to post something that I took pictures of today. But since the camera seems to be missing at the moment. Guess that'll have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;something totally unrelated&lt;/span&gt;; I feel quite inferior lately, seems like good things don't come my way. At least I have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Vulcanz&lt;/span&gt; to make me smile. They're the only ones who can at this moment. Oh, at least I still have my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; close friends&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;P/S: Back to being crazy about Ain't No Reason by Brett Dennen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Iris&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goo Goo Dolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-7023559876646813992?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/7023559876646813992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=7023559876646813992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/7023559876646813992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/7023559876646813992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/07/oldies.html' title='Oldies.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/SIyZix1EvLI/AAAAAAAABAo/Q6oFmBEFMhs/s72-c/Oasis.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-7006005711641877947</id><published>2008-07-26T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T22:54:38.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Superhero.</title><content type='html'>A lot more things to work on as a squad. Though at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;least we had fun today&lt;/span&gt;. Doing mostly forward rolls, backward rolls, cartwheel, round-off and front handspring. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Weirdly&lt;/span&gt; I can't do a cartwheel but a round-off is surprisingly simple enough to execute perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Hancockposter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Hancock&lt;/span&gt; was easy going to watch. I enjoyed almost every moment of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mood to study much tonight. Off to bed at 11.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-7006005711641877947?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/7006005711641877947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=7006005711641877947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/7006005711641877947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/7006005711641877947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/07/superhero.html' title='Superhero.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-2740261456647638436</id><published>2008-07-26T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T00:35:11.749+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Back to Basics.</title><content type='html'>Here's something a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;little hilarious&lt;/span&gt; before I start off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/DateMe.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by &lt;a href="http://purepoison-steph.blogspot.com/"&gt;MinhHui&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joker&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very surprising day today as a result from the the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;AGM&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Vulcanz&lt;/span&gt; for year 2008/2009&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the usuals of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Estee&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JiaWei&lt;/span&gt; becoming the captains of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Vulcanz All-Girls&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Vulcanz All-Boyz&lt;/span&gt; respectively, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jasmine&lt;/span&gt; is back being president of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Vulcanz club&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Woohoo!&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; she gave an amazing speech as a president. Things seem to be looking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What I didn't expect however&lt;/span&gt;, was that I was appointed as co-captain of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Vulcanz&lt;/span&gt; for year 2008/2009. It's more motivation for me to come back to Form 6. I have to come back for Form 6 for them. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For the squad&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captains-elect for guys would be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KokSoon&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ChuanSeng&lt;/span&gt;; 2007/2008's co-captains. I believed that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KokSoon&lt;/span&gt; should've been the co-captain for 2008/2009. But he should be the one who might take my place &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I managed not to come back as a Form 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll support him for Captaincy when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JiaWei&lt;/span&gt; graduates from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;SMK Seafield&lt;/span&gt;. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;played futsal like I used to&lt;/span&gt; before joining cheer today. Rough tough. Stamina has dropped tremendously as a result of not cycling around Subang Jaya like mad I used to though. Can feel the effects. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pity&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;burnt the skin on both of my knees&lt;/span&gt; playing futsal. 'Thanks' Liew YiYang. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to grab a snack before going to bed. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;Nothing's Gonna Change My Love for You&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;George Benson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-2740261456647638436?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/2740261456647638436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=2740261456647638436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/2740261456647638436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/2740261456647638436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-to-basics.html' title='Back to Basics.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084064699866681252.post-6483192879411143674</id><published>2008-07-24T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T20:44:27.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Big Bang and a Boom.</title><content type='html'>First of all, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a big wave to you all&lt;/span&gt; on this wonderful night. Speaking from the perspective of the weather of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v643/Tatekawi/Blogspot/fireworks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with the fireworks you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because this is my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;200th blog post&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blogger.com&lt;/span&gt;! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Enough for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hoo-hah&lt;/span&gt;. Back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;OKAY&lt;/span&gt; today. I actually stayed in class the whole day for the first time this week. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Clasp people&lt;/span&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Vulcanz&lt;/span&gt; is doing some charity work by being forcefully asked to do the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;senamrobik&lt;/span&gt; event held in school. It's very embarassing to lead the crowd in place of my captain whose dictionary doesn't include the word 'embarassed'. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; tomorrow will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Vulcanz's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;AGM&lt;/span&gt; for 2008/2009&lt;/span&gt; after school at 12.30. Hence, I'll be attending school. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'til then again. Off to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They're asking me to continue Form 6; &amp;amp; I want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuning into: &lt;b&gt;I Believe in You&lt;/b&gt; by&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Il Divo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1084064699866681252-6483192879411143674?l=childishkeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/feeds/6483192879411143674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1084064699866681252&amp;postID=6483192879411143674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/6483192879411143674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1084064699866681252/posts/default/6483192879411143674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childishkeith.blogspot.com/2008/07/big-bang-and-boom.html' title='Big Bang and a Boom.'/><author><name>Keith Tay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05108642352092178038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WiMRbn67sXg/STKfdcq3jaI/AAAAAAAABjM/aFrBxrfAz0k/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
