<?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-7120848406697086723</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:37:30.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vaya Con Dios</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-4251487324172759155</id><published>2009-11-06T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T18:52:29.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>byebye...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;so, i've had this blog forever. it has been with me through it all, and now, i think, it's time for it to rest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;i am starting a new blog, another more or less the same one, where i write my poetry, and pen down various, if random, thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;this will be the last post ever here. lol.kinda nostalgic and sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;here's the link to my new one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blankcanvassesandblankpages.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://blankcanvassesandblankpages.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;sniff..byebye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;jing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-4251487324172759155?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/4251487324172759155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=4251487324172759155' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/4251487324172759155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/4251487324172759155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/11/byebye.html' title='byebye...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-3091958040339027040</id><published>2009-10-30T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T07:45:06.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my greatest fear...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;to want something, upon getting it&lt;br /&gt;bloodstained hands will sully and mar&lt;br /&gt;a priceless jewel in those hands does fit&lt;br /&gt;will i then break, destroy and scatter afar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the greatest of these i have in mine heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that when in them do you trust your soul&lt;br /&gt;in my love will i blacken, harden and turn to coal?&lt;br /&gt;if perfection is as perfection deserves&lt;br /&gt;will i then, God, turn it to something perverse?&lt;br /&gt;if you then trust your whole to my shelter&lt;br /&gt;how can i not but want to make it better?&lt;br /&gt;if you then give your welfare to my responsibility&lt;br /&gt;will i harm you in my human inability?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my greatest fear, finally i do now know&lt;br /&gt;if come to pass unforgivable and executionable&lt;br /&gt;if you, sacred one was entrusted to me&lt;br /&gt;all those listed above we both come to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Greatest Fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;i had an ephinany. i finally realise why i say whaat i say, and do what i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-3091958040339027040?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/3091958040339027040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=3091958040339027040' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/3091958040339027040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/3091958040339027040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-greatest-fear.html' title='my greatest fear...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-6794016014867530488</id><published>2009-10-29T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T02:29:33.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is a happy post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i know i always appear, i dunno, emo? sad? on my blog, but that is not the case. usually, in person i am fun and overly animated. so i thought that when i sit and write, i should keep it more, down to earth and sedate...&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes, i am just happy. :D&lt;br /&gt;so no complaining, just expressing the love that i feel for my friends. to this, i am composing a song, but for now, listen to the song embedded up there. and know that, where ever you are, what ever is going on in your life, however bad circumstances are, i am thinking of you, i am rooting for you, i am praying for you. if you would call, i will answer and i will help you out to the best of my abilities, this i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colbie Caillat - Hold Your Head High&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on an unrelated note, this is how i feel now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paramore - All I Wanted&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;so many things i want to say, but somehow, i never got around to saying them. sometimes, words are inadequate to express the fullness of ones feelings, a poor substitute, an ineloquent speaker.&lt;br /&gt;i want to tell you that, last night, i was thinking of you, and hoping you have had dinner.&lt;br /&gt;i want to tell you that, as i write my book, the many memories i've had with you shape my characters and the world they live in.&lt;br /&gt;i want to tell you that, i am so sorry i am the way i am, that i phase out easily and is unattentive.&lt;br /&gt;i want to tell you that, when i go jogging, even if my mind is blank and every other breath a battle, i remember you are stressed, and say a short prayer for you&lt;br /&gt;i want to tell you that, hell, when you're married i will cry and cheer and give you a great big hug&lt;br /&gt;i want to tel you that, though my tongue is occasionally tied, yes, i love you too.&lt;br /&gt;i want to tell both of you i am sorry i lost contact, and i was not much of a friend to you when you were with me.&lt;br /&gt;i want, above all, to say how proud i am to know you, that i am proud to call you as my brothers,&lt;br /&gt;that i am proud to have such a talented sister,&lt;br /&gt;that i am proud to have such a loving mother&lt;br /&gt;that i am proud to have a righteous father&lt;br /&gt;i am proud to call you friend, to walk this journey with you, to have brightened your eyes with laughter as you did mine, to have someone i can call a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's not even half of what i have in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashtar Command : Into Dust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-6794016014867530488?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6794016014867530488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=6794016014867530488' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/6794016014867530488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/6794016014867530488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-happy-post.html' title='this is a happy post...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-1040793076573893239</id><published>2009-10-21T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:14:39.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>guess who's back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;only for a bit. here's a list i do blog for&lt;br /&gt;1. interesting things that happen in my life&lt;br /&gt;2....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no just kidding&lt;br /&gt;2. new music or books or movies&lt;br /&gt;3. or just random thoughts that appear in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much going on in my life lately, and thoughts in my head centre around my book, and how the story would evolve, the characters and the plot lines..so no, not much going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand. i have been reading loads. and i can't write a synopsis for every one of them, so i'll just say that they were awesome. here's the list of what i read.&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walden&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Henry David Thoreau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dry reading, but seeing life in his perspective was very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Les Miserables&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Victor Hugo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time i read details of the French Revolution, interesting, and the power human love, and their capacity to try to be good even in evil times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brisingr&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christopher Paolini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this book was awesome. i am a fantasy addict, and his ideas on the workings of magic are fantastic. the bond between dragon and rider, so deep it defies and challenges the very limit of your imagination and my daring. i read it twice lol... great series..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a few more, but this post is getting way long. i'm reading &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shutter Island&lt;/span&gt; now by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dennis Lehane&lt;/span&gt;. it's a bit of a departure for me in terms of the feel of the book. but. it's kinda great. it's keeping me on a knife-edge for untold number of chapters now. the story is unfolding fast, but i still have no idea what's goin on, never having seen the trailer to the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any one of these books are great. i have a whole list i have to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate Voegele - Forever and Almost Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-1040793076573893239?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/1040793076573893239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=1040793076573893239' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/1040793076573893239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/1040793076573893239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/10/guess-whos-back.html' title='guess who&apos;s back...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-8564034483139294310</id><published>2009-09-10T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T01:55:20.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a few facts on Vin Diesel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;you know, THE Vin Diesel, of the Fast and Furious fame? well, these are some facts you don't know bout him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Vin Diesel doesn't wear sunblock; the sun wears Vinblock&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Vin Diesel can set ants on fire with a magnifying glass. At night&lt;br /&gt;3. When &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Vin Diesel plays any video game, god-mode automatically turns on&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Vin Diesel defied MC Hammer, and touched it&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Vin Diesel is the SI unit used to measure fear&lt;br /&gt;6. As &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Vin Diesel approaches zero, zero runs like a little bitch&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Vin Diesel's blood type is WD-40&lt;br /&gt;8. When &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Vin Diesel put on the One Ring, the Nazgul just said "f*** it"&lt;br /&gt;9. When &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Vin Diesel gets pulled over, he lets the cop off with a warning&lt;br /&gt;10. When you rearrange the letters in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Vin Diesel, it reveals his credo; 'I End Lives'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bet'cha didn't know that huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4q.cc/index.php?pid=top100&amp;amp;person=vin"&gt;http://4q.cc/index.php?pid=top100&amp;amp;person=vin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, nonsense right XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-8564034483139294310?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/8564034483139294310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=8564034483139294310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/8564034483139294310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/8564034483139294310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/09/few-facts-on-vin-diesel.html' title='a few facts on Vin Diesel...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-2867383164702923997</id><published>2009-09-09T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T20:55:35.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 songs for you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;my brains are all over the place now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i am sad, looking through high school pix. and then i remembered you boi. and i am so sorry, sorry that i don't think of you often enough. sorry that i come visit you once a year. this'll all change dude. i'll be by on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, i am happy, happy for this great summer that i had. oh my god the memories that i've gained, i can't describe. this is probably the best time of my life. true story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, i am confused. have i ever told you about this rule i had? no? well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this rule about not driving people's car if i can help it.&lt;br /&gt;side's that, a list of the importance of people to me: God &gt; Family &gt; Friends &gt; Everyone else&lt;br /&gt;on relationships:&lt;br /&gt;no dating anyone two years younger&lt;br /&gt;no dating a friend's ex if i can help it&lt;br /&gt;no dating between close friends&lt;br /&gt;no dating guys (no miscommunication here)&lt;br /&gt;no dating people in the same church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i may add to the list. as to why i am confused, well. i think i may be breaking one of the rules. damn it. i am a man of my words. not if i can help it. but, the heart has reasons that reason can not understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;another few songs to blow thy brains out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Civil Twilight - Letters From The Sky&lt;br /&gt;2. Peter Pan - Jauh Mimpiku&lt;br /&gt;3. Theory Of A Dead Man - Not Meant To Be&lt;br /&gt;4. Kate Voegele - Who You Are Without Me&lt;br /&gt;5. One Republic ft Sara Bereilles - Come Home (acoustic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bam* all over my front porch.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Civil Twilight - Human&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-2867383164702923997?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/2867383164702923997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;haha this is so cute..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lksf9iFpxPU&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&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/Lksf9iFpxPU&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;-jing-&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/7120848406697086723-2316722877399936173?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/2316722877399936173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=2316722877399936173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/2316722877399936173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/2316722877399936173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/09/haha-this-is-so-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-8309853480608556219</id><published>2009-09-07T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:26:32.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>omgbbqwertyuiop......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;oh man.. i was online ytd, going through songs and i found this. awesome. band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Civil Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in all seriousness though, i think, this is the best band i have found this year. check the vid on top out. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-8309853480608556219?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/8309853480608556219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=8309853480608556219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/8309853480608556219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/8309853480608556219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/09/omgbbqwertyuiop.html' title='omgbbqwertyuiop......'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;let me break it down, the first car is for everyday use. but for the speed anorak, we need something that must at least have 250 bhp. it must ride through town quietly. it must be sure footed. it must be above all, comfortable (notice how fuel economy doesn't make the list). ladies and gents, i give you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;the Audi S3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/Soyw7GnIp2I/AAAAAAAAAb8/gZzMxzlQv70/s1600-h/AudiS3front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/Soyw7GnIp2I/AAAAAAAAAb8/gZzMxzlQv70/s320/AudiS3front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371862984979687266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/Soy0yoKPodI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Z69Z_SR-6Qk/s1600-h/AudiS3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/Soy0yoKPodI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Z69Z_SR-6Qk/s320/AudiS3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371867237413003730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exterior looks awesome. just look at that grill. most of anyone in front will be seeing that. day time running lights, the works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SoyxpHomiEI/AAAAAAAAAcE/6ejppEuUuYc/s1600-h/AudiS3interior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SoyxpHomiEI/AAAAAAAAAcE/6ejppEuUuYc/s320/AudiS3interior.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371863775528257602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;interior is as per Audi high standards. they are the benchmark now for interior trim. nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;displaces 2L, with TFSI, means turbocharged. 261 bhp, 350 Nm of torque, for when the right foot decides to get cheeky. best of all, Audi's Quattro system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;looks docile, but goes like beggar, typical of german performance cars. now, bear in mind this is an everyday car, so it is sufficient for my everyday needs. i've had too many 'hairy' moments with my 190e. it's too, tail happy. almost killed myself twice. one i spun wildly, the other i spun, caught it on lock, then i missed the opposite lock. AWD is all too welcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i will post more one the other two cars in a man's garage :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;-jing-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-8955552832956790570?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/8955552832956790570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=8955552832956790570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/8955552832956790570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/8955552832956790570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-some-to-conclusion-that.html' title='i have come to a conclusion that...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/Soyw7GnIp2I/AAAAAAAAAb8/gZzMxzlQv70/s72-c/AudiS3front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-1392845547510956827</id><published>2009-08-09T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:23:55.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rotflmao...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;i found this joke at www.funnycoolstuff.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;A bus stops and two Italian men get on. They sit down and engage in an&lt;br /&gt;animated conversation. The lady sitting behind them ignores them at&lt;br /&gt;first, but her attention is galvanized when she hears one of&lt;br /&gt;the men say the following:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;“Emma come first. Den I come. Den two asses come together. I come&lt;br /&gt;once-a-more. Two asses, they come together again. I come again and pee&lt;br /&gt;twice. Then I come one lasta time.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;“You foul mouthed swine,” retorted the lady indignantly. “In this&lt;br /&gt;country we don’t talk about our sex lives in public!”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;“Hey, coola down lady,” said the man. “Who talkin’ abouta sexa? I’m&lt;br /&gt;just tellin’ my frienda how to spella ‘Mississippi’.”&lt;/p&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/7120848406697086723-1392845547510956827?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/1392845547510956827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=1392845547510956827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/1392845547510956827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/1392845547510956827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/08/rotflmao.html' title='rotflmao...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-4034201801283577577</id><published>2009-07-30T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T08:31:28.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and here's a list of...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;the 5 MOST BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE ON THE PLANET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;disclaimer: beauty is relative. the author never intended to hurt anyone not in this list. they are all girls. the author like girls. a lot. also, they are not numerically arranged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll start with a bang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kristin Kreuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/Sn_oxEVGh7I/AAAAAAAAAa0/iMm63wq3LLo/s1600-h/kristin-kreuk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/Sn_oxEVGh7I/AAAAAAAAAa0/iMm63wq3LLo/s320/kristin-kreuk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368265210522404786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;why superman went with Lois Lane, i can't guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sasha Pivovarova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SnJMoQvrm5I/AAAAAAAAAaA/I1u3mkLiAMQ/s1600-h/sasha+pivovarova.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SnJMoQvrm5I/AAAAAAAAAaA/I1u3mkLiAMQ/s320/sasha+pivovarova.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364434360725117842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;she's a model with Biotherm, currently the face you'll see on all Biotherm posters. this is the most flattering photo i can find of her, the rest she just looks scary, you know how model pictures are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hayley Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/Sn_qRMMl9jI/AAAAAAAAAa8/E2WEwtg7abA/s1600-h/hayley+williams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/Sn_qRMMl9jI/AAAAAAAAAa8/E2WEwtg7abA/s320/hayley+williams.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368266861901641266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;frontwoman of one of my favourite bands, Paramore. she's awesomely musical with a voice like an angel, full of life and spunk, not to mention beautiful..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Emma Watson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SoA1dCnguyI/AAAAAAAAAbE/m47TurgSGVU/s1600-h/emma+watson.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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SoA1dCnguyI/AAAAAAAAAbE/m47TurgSGVU/s320/emma+watson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368349528860703522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i don't mean to look like a pedophile here, but she's really pretty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saved the best for last...(drum roll.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freida Pinto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/Sn_nCy9PPQI/AAAAAAAAAas/HYSXLYa4eko/s1600-h/freida-pinto.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/Sn_nCy9PPQI/AAAAAAAAAas/HYSXLYa4eko/s320/freida-pinto.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368263316073299202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i'm pretty sure she needs no introduction. Freida Pinto, the girl from Slumdog Millionaire. i was afraid there'd be no asians on the list, but here's the only one, for me she's top of the list. so pretty :) look at that smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and there you have it ladies and gentlemen. jing's top 5. i was looking at the contenders, yes there were more but i only do lists of 5, and i noticed something. all of them have exceptionally good smiles. i guess that is what works for me. and if there were any hotter musicians, oh man that will do too. :) oh and i am sorry for the lack of asians. i'm not familiar with asian celebrities. but yeah this is a pretty general list, 3 actors, one of them asian, a musician and a model. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'when life gives you lemons, make lemonade and don't complain'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are You Sad - Our Lady Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-4034201801283577577?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/4034201801283577577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=4034201801283577577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/4034201801283577577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/4034201801283577577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-heres-list-of.html' title='and here&apos;s a list of...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/Sn_oxEVGh7I/AAAAAAAAAa0/iMm63wq3LLo/s72-c/kristin-kreuk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-3373540109339031823</id><published>2009-07-10T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T00:15:11.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you're dead, and dead, and dead indeed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;a man of words and not of deeds,&lt;br /&gt;is like a garden full of weeds,&lt;br /&gt;and when the weeds begin to grow,&lt;br /&gt;it's like a garden full of snow,&lt;br /&gt;and when the snow begins to fall,&lt;br /&gt;it's like a bird upon the wall,&lt;br /&gt;and when the bird away does fly,&lt;br /&gt;it's like an eagle in the sky,&lt;br /&gt;and when the sky begins to roar,&lt;br /&gt;it's like a lion at the door,&lt;br /&gt;and when the door begins to crack,&lt;br /&gt;it's like a stick across the back,&lt;br /&gt;and when your back begins to smart,&lt;br /&gt;it's like a penknife in your heart,&lt;br /&gt;and when your heart begins to bleed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you're dead, and dead, and dead indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a man of words and not of deeds-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/07/youre-dead-and-dead-and-dead-indeed.html' title='you&apos;re dead, and dead, and dead indeed...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-6989028535086631022</id><published>2009-06-30T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T06:42:27.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 songs..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;ok, so i was bored and i thought i will start a new feature on the blog. 5 different songs from 5 different artists. i also realised i have not reviewed a book or movie for the longest time. another day though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;1. Walk With Me - Bedlight For Blue Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;2. Are You Sad - Our Lady Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;3. Anywhere But Here - Safety Suit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;4. Breathe (Until Tommorow) - Paramore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;5. My Saving Grace - Armor For Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, go listen to all this, and then come back and tell me your mind is not blown all over my front porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-6989028535086631022?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6989028535086631022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=6989028535086631022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/6989028535086631022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/6989028535086631022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/06/5-songs.html' title='5 songs..'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-7528227887914715889</id><published>2009-06-25T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T20:25:23.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;seriously, how hard can it be? this is not rocket science. it is not advanced mathematics. it is not particle physics. how, how fucking hard can it be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh, and don't ever get married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-jing-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;life likes to go shooting. and we are the bull's eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-7528227887914715889?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/7528227887914715889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=7528227887914715889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/7528227887914715889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/7528227887914715889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-hell.html' title='...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-2034495908531155498</id><published>2009-06-17T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:31:52.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the road less traveled..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;indecision.&lt;br /&gt;more often than not, life comes knocking at your front door. with it, comes opportunities and hope, heartache and despair. how do you know when to answer its summons? when does one answer it? when it first comes knocking? or let life wait, and after a few more, it will stop knocking, the dicision taken out of your hands. does that then mean there will be no more fear? or will you answer it immediately, meeting what it has for you head on and hopefully overcome it? if you left the first one that comes knocking, and the second one came with much much more to offer? what would happen then? or if the first was the greater, the second lesser and you answered only the second. what then? we as beings must always believe that there is more, much more out there, that as children we were told we can have everything and anything. we were told as children, that life is but for you to have, along with its quirks and treasures. but as adults, how many will still believe that? so then, when do we answer its summons? everytime? will not what it wants from you be at odds with what it wanted? or will what you want be at odds with what it wants and wanted? will you choose left, knowing full well it is what you want, but was the road less traveled? right was the choice that safe and secure was, but travelling it unhappiness and unfulfillment abounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or will both left and right be the correct choice? is it then less important the road taken, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but how one takes the road&lt;/span&gt;? could it be then less important the condition of the road, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but how one navigates its treacherous ways called life&lt;/span&gt;? could this then be the light that my soul searches for? knowing this, how still can i be at peace? for it does not answer, nor does it give peace to my troubled being...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Two roads diverged in yellow wood,&lt;br /&gt;And sorry I could not travel both&lt;br /&gt;And be one traveler, long I stood&lt;br /&gt;And looked down one as far as I could&lt;br /&gt;To where it bent in the undergrowth;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then took the other, as just as fair,&lt;br /&gt;And having perhaps the better claim,&lt;br /&gt;Because it was grassy and wanted wear;&lt;br /&gt;Though as for that the passing there&lt;br /&gt;Had worn them really about the same,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And both that morning equally lay&lt;br /&gt;In leaves no step had trodden black.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I kept the first for another day!&lt;br /&gt;But knowing how way leads on to way,&lt;br /&gt;I doubted if I should ever go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be telling this with a sigh&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere ages and ages hence:&lt;br /&gt;Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -&lt;br /&gt;I took the one less traveled by,&lt;br /&gt;And that has made all the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Robert Frost&lt;br /&gt;The Road Not Taken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Conditions - Keeping Pace With Planes&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;One day, i would like to end everything by saying&lt;br /&gt;'I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.'&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/7120848406697086723-2034495908531155498?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/2034495908531155498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=2034495908531155498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/2034495908531155498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/2034495908531155498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/06/road-less-traveled.html' title='the road less traveled..'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-2652975439153584461</id><published>2009-06-14T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T21:16:28.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>190e 2.5 16v vs E30 M3...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;i found this really awesome article about a shootout between a 190e 2.5 16v and an E30 M3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;the article is superbly written, if a tad old-school, which is the way imho..i don't do enough posts about cars, so heres one, excerpted from the 1988 September issue of Car Magazine. i know you can't see the pics, so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;click on it and it'll enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;. ladies and gentlemen, from an era without automotive shows and/or crazy japanese turbocharged cars, enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SjXEkycVXFI/AAAAAAAAAZA/tXL5DaHYCnk/s1600-h/page+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SjXEkycVXFI/AAAAAAAAAZA/tXL5DaHYCnk/s320/page+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347396268867279954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SjXElPZlgWI/AAAAAAAAAZI/sD3gQzOzihM/s1600-h/page+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SjXElPZlgWI/AAAAAAAAAZI/sD3gQzOzihM/s320/page+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347396276640383330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SjXElLSxX8I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/7lzNM4-2rts/s1600-h/page+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SjXElLSxX8I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/7lzNM4-2rts/s320/page+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347396275538059202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SjXElbRCLQI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ObNL0Sk4V0k/s1600-h/page+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SjXElbRCLQI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ObNL0Sk4V0k/s320/page+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347396279825739010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SjXElpS8PPI/AAAAAAAAAZg/Cm2tqQawoSE/s1600-h/page+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SjXElpS8PPI/AAAAAAAAAZg/Cm2tqQawoSE/s320/page+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347396283591834866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;and that's the end of the article. the rivalry between these two great German marques continue however, with the later Evolution models which are mainly homologation specials,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SjXFROhti2I/AAAAAAAAAZw/Eme24KGIYaU/s1600-h/bmw+e30+m3+evo1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SjXFROhti2I/AAAAAAAAAZw/Eme24KGIYaU/s320/bmw+e30+m3+evo1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347397032320273250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;the E30 M3 Evo1, Evo2 and the E30 M3 Sports Evolution (S.E). pictured here is the Evo1. in it's final culmination the E30 M3 S.E has 2.5 litres and was pushing 238 bhp at 7000 rpm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SjXFQ0RExEI/AAAAAAAAAZo/9y0lEkogSqA/s1600-h/mb+1903+evo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SjXFQ0RExEI/AAAAAAAAAZo/9y0lEkogSqA/s320/mb+1903+evo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347397025271170114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;and Mercedes Benz (then Daimler-Benz) countered with the 190E 2.5 16v Evolution (aka Evo1) which was pushing 195 bhp. after producing 502 of these, MB released the Evolution II &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;model(my favourite car in the history of the world, pictured here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;, which was pushing 235 bhp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, the improvements aren't just power hikes, from new electronics to revised aerodynamics, but it's too extensive for me to write here. you can get the information here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.ultimatecarpage.com/car/1507/Mercedes-Benz-190-E-2.5-16-Evolution-II.html&lt;br /&gt;http://www.bmwclub.org.&lt;br /&gt;http://carscoop.blogspot.com/2008/05/blast-from-past-bmw-e30-m3-evo-vs.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the articles i got from http://carscoop.blogspot.com, i claim nothing, it is all theirs/his/hers. thx for letting me use the articles. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'truth is absolute. believe that. even when that truth is hard and cold, and more painful than you've ever imagined. and even when truth is more cruel than any lie'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedlight For Blue Eyes - Walk With Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-2652975439153584461?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/2652975439153584461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=2652975439153584461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/2652975439153584461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/2652975439153584461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/06/190e-25-16v-vs-e30-m3.html' title='190e 2.5 16v vs E30 M3...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SjXEkycVXFI/AAAAAAAAAZA/tXL5DaHYCnk/s72-c/page+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-5404731444180722820</id><published>2009-06-10T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T20:05:48.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just talk...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just thinking the other day...you know we are all of us geting older. i am 21 this year and i think i AM old. can you imagine? you get to tell someone, 20 years ago, i did this and that. W.O.W... and i was thinking..how many of us are where we want to be? how many dreams have been fulfilled? how many of us have already achieved greatness? cos at the moment, i am pretty dark. you know how i am, i don't talk about stuff like this. i keep it in. and i pour it out here. so if you're reading this, kudos..you've caught a glimpse of the real me. i mean, my dreams..wow..what happened to them? what happened to conquering the world? what happened to making it a better place? what happened to me man? along the way, i lost myself..i used to be this carefree dude. really. and i'm lost now. i don't really know myself, or even want to be that person because i know i can be better. i know i can do better. i want to do better. i want to fulfill my dreams. i want to be a different person, one who can take chances, who is not afraid to go the distance and grab life by the scruff of it's neck. it's like i am living in a dream sometimes. i don't know what's happening, and i don't care. i want to feel man. even if the feeling sucks, i want to feel that. just so lost now. i was thinking of converting this blog to a vlog, but i think, i express written words better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'truth is absolute. believe that. even when that truth is hard and cold, and more painfull than you've ever imagined. even when truth is more cruel than any lie.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack's Mannequin - The Resolution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-5404731444180722820?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/5404731444180722820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=5404731444180722820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/5404731444180722820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/5404731444180722820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-talk.html' title='just talk...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-6522598271084961551</id><published>2009-05-17T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:21:17.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>silence...broken silence...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;the stillness, the silence it speaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the agony, the quiet  indignity&lt;br /&gt;i relied on you, i trusted you&lt;br /&gt;you said we could, you said forever and always&lt;br /&gt;we were a team, we had something great&lt;br /&gt;but why'd you leave, why'd you left me bereft&lt;br /&gt;oh my voice...please come back....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ode To Silence&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;lol it's not an emo thing..my voice is not a metaphor..it's my voice..it's gone..why'd you leave...i speak like a broken record now...&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found this awesome band online. really. i can't find their albums anywhere, but they've only been here for two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/ShDEVHDFo6I/AAAAAAAAAY4/1WmCU-fJ9Y0/s1600-h/m_e94a6ba060f426c64f4aff23602ace27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/ShDEVHDFo6I/AAAAAAAAAY4/1WmCU-fJ9Y0/s320/m_e94a6ba060f426c64f4aff23602ace27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336981425382335394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;left to right : Jason Marshal (guitars), Riley Emminger (bass), Brandon Roundtree (vocals), Ryan Tinsley (drums), Alex Howard (guitars).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;yup. a rock band, they toured Europe with Paramore last year. srsly, good music AND great vocals. i can't even torrent them...grrrr...they are awesome. really. go check them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conditions - Keeping Pace With Planes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-6522598271084961551?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6522598271084961551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=6522598271084961551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/6522598271084961551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/6522598271084961551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/05/silencebroken-silence.html' title='silence...broken silence...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/ShDEVHDFo6I/AAAAAAAAAY4/1WmCU-fJ9Y0/s72-c/m_e94a6ba060f426c64f4aff23602ace27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-1662929442328335090</id><published>2009-05-07T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T19:16:17.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy kitteh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; text-align: center;"&gt;sorry bout the animal vids..but i do think this latest is funny like hell :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry have not been online nowadays. my uncle's over from China, and he's like using my com 24/7. i'll be back soon though :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, i am getting my car painted today woot!!!pretty soon it'll just look like a nicely painted old junk, as opposed to a badly painted old junk XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bike plans have been put on hold, my parents do not like the idea of me biking to rawang and stuff. i'll still do it though shhhhh.... ;D but i am confident i can get this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my book has been put on hold. i am researching materials now, on Europe, and literature. will keep you all posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss all you guys overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: lucida grande;" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x-q4hw19Pz8&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x-q4hw19Pz8&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;Bloc Party - Positive Tension (check out the bridge man its soooo coooolll)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-1662929442328335090?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/1662929442328335090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=1662929442328335090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/1662929442328335090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/1662929442328335090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/05/crazy-kitteh.html' title='crazy kitteh...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-380691000038198162</id><published>2009-05-01T06:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T07:23:02.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i have a dream...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;'that white people, and black people... and even chinese people, can gamble together, without getting different chips!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;-Carter, Rush Hour 2-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally went around checking on bikes in pj, the first was Bike Pro in tmn megah and the service there sucked. i figured if i stood there and didn't say a word to nobody and if no one came, they must not really need my patronage....but the place does look very professional, and the clientele there, very experienced. it was a pretty unnerving experience (not sure why though). the second place i went to was KSH Bicycle, and the owner (maybe worker, i have no clue yet) was damn helpfull. and i realised that i am damn outta touch with bicycle technology. they have disc brakes now, which operates hydrolically, with oil. i was like :O... apart from that, it was pretty normal, carbon fibre frames and all (cheaper ones, aluminium). my original plan was to refurbish my old bike, but after asking advice from the proprietor, it's not feasible anymore. it would be more expensive to get good parts than to buy a new one. and this was what i was recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SfsCoTCsykI/AAAAAAAAAYw/rdEBHs-PNUw/s1600-h/BH+sommet+slx+disc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 183px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SfsCoTCsykI/AAAAAAAAAYw/rdEBHs-PNUw/s320/BH+sommet+slx+disc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330857475252734530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;pretty neat right? this is a bike from BH. it's called Sommet SLX. no idea what the hell, BH is a Spanish company. it's a mid range bike, and very tunable i suppose, so until i get more info, this is it. BUT. i do not have enough funds to see this through yet, and as such will need to work. i need to get about 3k. hmmm..we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;i also discovered (might not be big news or anything but) Continental makes bicycle tyres. and i trust them enough with my car as well, so the stock tyres on this bike should be good enough for now. ;) i was actually contemplating between a full on mountain bike (the ones with a suspension at the rear as well) or a hard tail mountain bike (the ones without) and i think this is a good compromise as one day i'd like to go touring on a bike. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i finally discovered to embed stuff on my blog. it's, absurdly easy, go google it if you need help ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-380691000038198162?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/380691000038198162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=380691000038198162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/380691000038198162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/380691000038198162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-have-dream.html' title='i have a dream...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SfsCoTCsykI/AAAAAAAAAYw/rdEBHs-PNUw/s72-c/BH+sommet+slx+disc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-3507685443124948644</id><published>2009-04-30T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:00:06.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>doggehwithstick vs doggehhouse...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;i has embeded vi-de-oh!!!!!hahahahahahaha.&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;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jqy8zwxhGiw&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jqy8zwxhGiw&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy Eat World - Night Drive&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There comes a time when every life goes off course. In this deperate moment you must choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your direction. Will you fight to stay on the path while others tell you who you are? Or will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you label yourself? Will you be honoured by your choice? Or will you embrace your new path?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Each morning you choose to move forward or simply give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lucas Scott-&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/7120848406697086723-3507685443124948644?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/3507685443124948644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=3507685443124948644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/3507685443124948644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/3507685443124948644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='doggehwithstick vs doggehhouse...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-4132843095242418856</id><published>2009-04-27T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T18:52:48.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ihasabigidiah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;so i am on holidays now. can't believe i am blogging so often. so many things i am thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;for starters, exams are over. it wasn't so bad, but then if you are a repeater and it wasn't easy, well...anyways, so yea maths was a breeze (never thought there'd be a day i could say that), phys and chem, can't say the same. but i am confident i can get good grades for them ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes i am thinking about stuff. alot of them. like..well you know, stuf that can't be posted here. suffice to say, i always measure myself, always go back on the events of the day to see whether there was something i could have done, things i should have said (or should not...) etc, and i came up with something during sermon on sunday. no i was not really paying attention, the flickering light bulb was disturbing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always had an itch to travel all over the world. here's the top 10 list:&lt;br /&gt;1. Rome (ancient architecture :Q)&lt;br /&gt;2. Europe (Italy and France)&lt;br /&gt;3. Olympic Peninsula (influenced by Stephenie Meyer's Twilight)&lt;br /&gt;4. England (Yorkshire, London, Isle of Man)&lt;br /&gt;5. Australia&lt;br /&gt;6. Parts of the U.S&lt;br /&gt;7. Canada (like Ellesmere)&lt;br /&gt;8. Dubai (supercar capital of the world)&lt;br /&gt;9. New Zealand (Lord Of The Rings)&lt;br /&gt;10. Go to a Jimmy Eat World/Paramore/Jack's Mannequin concert in the U.S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like a 100 things  i want to do before i die. the reason i brought this up is because of my aformentioned light bulb (even now it's flickering). i want to start cycling again. not as a mode of transport because fuel prices are high (they are not) but it's my way of 'travelling' since i can't afford going to these places yet, and also it'll help me get fitter. so i was thinking, when i finish my course, i want to cycle around malaysia. yes the whole. it'll take, maybe 3-4 months, i really have no idea. and i really like this idea. it's like, a journey to discover myself lol. but it's just me having fun i guess. i was thinking of going alone, and the sheer magnitude of the trip kind of had me tripping through the sermon. i was thinking logistics and all. but for now, ill start small. like maybe cycle to melacca on weekends we'll see. i got my 'old and busted' bike downstairs, but i was hoping to get something newer (i am a freak, if lets say i want to pick up badminton, i'll try to get the best possible racquet etc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine? if i pull this off, i was thinking of Australia next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the possible is what already is done. the impossible? what is YET to be done. sooner or later, it will be'&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy Eat World - The World You Love&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;'i appreciate a fine body, regardless of the make'&lt;br /&gt;Dominic Torreto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-4132843095242418856?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/4132843095242418856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=4132843095242418856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/4132843095242418856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/4132843095242418856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/04/ihasabigidiah.html' title='ihasabigidiah...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-65486086607080484</id><published>2009-04-26T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T06:47:46.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>madness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;20th April 1999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sound familiar? to maybe  few people, not that i know of, it would be their birthday, or anniversary or something.&lt;br /&gt;for some others, it is a sad day, a tragic day, 'a day that will live in infamy'.&lt;br /&gt;15 people died this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on 20th April 1999, Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold walked into their school with firearms, killing 12 before turning the guns on themselves. a taecher who saved a number of students died of blood loss, minutes before emergency personnel could reach him. the name of the school, Columbine High, Littleton, Colorado. this. is. madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wgy would any sentient being do that?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;think about it. you and i both know american high school culture. they were bullied, mistreated, and they retaliated the only way they know how. they targetted the jocks and anyone that had bullied them, then killed themselves to escape the law. WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were abused as kids, and they came from broken homes. the bitterness and anger finally overflowed and then....you know the rest. WRONG. were they involved in gangs and the like? NO. you and i could not have been more wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold, seniors at the time of the event, came from stable homes. as is wont in high schools, they got picked on by the 'cool kids'. who wasn't? they did normal kids stuff, computer games, sports, they worked in a pizza parlour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? they hated. they hated. the 12 they shot did nothing to them. on April 20th, they walked into school in trench coats to hide their weapons. they actually put two propane tanks in the cafeteria which DID NOT EXPLODE. if they did, over 400 would be dead. they started outside the cafeteria, continued in the library where they killed 10, and ended back in the library, where they shot themselves. all that time, they were throwing pipe bombs around, laughing as they went. laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they just hated everything. they did not target specific races. they shot everyone they could. were they religion haters? no. on one instance they asked a female student (the name eludes me) if she believed in God. she said yes and she was spared. wow. jesus saves man. my point is, they just...hated. all in all, 14 students including the gunmen were killed, along with one teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can there be so much hate? how can a person get so bitter, to the extent he/she would shoot someone n cold blood WHILE laughing. the senselessness is..i'm at a loss for words...ineffable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;that's all i have. i actually came up with an idea during sermon today..it was a enlightening experience..i will post it next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all the families that have lost, my deepest, deepest condolences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blackest night darkest of shadows,&lt;br /&gt;gifted to kill and hurt and maim,&lt;br /&gt;tempestuously wicked,&lt;br /&gt;cruelly painfull and spitefull,&lt;br /&gt;withal in, loving kindness,&lt;br /&gt;forbearance overflowing,&lt;br /&gt;sunshine, grace notwithstanding,&lt;br /&gt;assurance and forgiveness,&lt;br /&gt;beautiful mercy and grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Heart-&lt;br /&gt;-j-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-65486086607080484?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/65486086607080484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=65486086607080484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/65486086607080484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/65486086607080484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/04/madness.html' title='madness...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-7868583459537701459</id><published>2009-04-19T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T20:15:20.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is an emergency...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;i think we have an emergency&lt;br /&gt;i think we have an emergency&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you thought i'd leave then you were wrong&lt;br /&gt;cause i won't stop holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so are you listening&lt;br /&gt;so are you watching this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you'd thought i'd leave then you were wrong&lt;br /&gt;cause i won't stop holding on&lt;br /&gt;this is an emergency&lt;br /&gt;so are you listening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't pretend that i don't see this&lt;br /&gt;it's really not your fault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when no one cares to talk about it&lt;br /&gt;to talk about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've seen love die way too many times&lt;br /&gt;when it deserved to be alive&lt;br /&gt;i've seen you cry way too many times&lt;br /&gt;when you deserved to be alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;so you give up every chance you get&lt;br /&gt;just to feel new again&lt;br /&gt;this is an emergency&lt;br /&gt;this is an emergency&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you do your best to show me love&lt;br /&gt;but you don't know what love is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so are you listening&lt;br /&gt;so are you watching this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can't pretend that i don't see this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really not your fault&lt;br /&gt;when no one cares to talk about it&lt;br /&gt;can we talk about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i've seen love die way too many times&lt;br /&gt;when it deserved to be alive&lt;br /&gt;i've seen you cry way too many times&lt;br /&gt;when you deserved to be alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;these scars they will not fade, away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cause i've seen love die way too many times&lt;br /&gt;when it deserved to be alive&lt;br /&gt;i've seen you cry way too many times&lt;br /&gt;when you deserved to be alive, alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Paramore - Emergency&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;when Hayley wrote this song, she was talking about divorce. to me, it means to fickle nature of human love. to me, it means that 'forever and always' does not mean forever and always, not literally. to me, emergency means why must we go down that path? why can't this be worked out? because really, somethings just can't. why? when we have in ourselves to be so great, so much potential, but somehow, we end up in pieces, with every piece missing, something dies, and you'd have to replace it or end up losing yourself along the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift feat Colbit Caillat - Breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-7868583459537701459?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/7868583459537701459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=7868583459537701459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/7868583459537701459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/7868583459537701459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-emergency.html' title='this is an emergency...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-4991750006751226161</id><published>2009-04-17T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T08:47:43.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AC Schnitzer ACS3 Sport M3.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;these are pic of my new favourite car. its essentially a E92 M3, but tuned by AC Schnitzer. check it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/Seibv-GzR-I/AAAAAAAAAYo/B5sn0pb-Lzw/s1600-h/acshnitzerE90M3.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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/Seibv-GzR-I/AAAAAAAAAYo/B5sn0pb-Lzw/s320/acshnitzerE90M3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325677807793293282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/Seibv9hOgoI/AAAAAAAAAYg/jI-EKNEeMcc/s1600-h/AC+Schnitzer+E92+M3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/Seibv9hOgoI/AAAAAAAAAYg/jI-EKNEeMcc/s320/AC+Schnitzer+E92+M3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325677807635694210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SeibvhEDLkI/AAAAAAAAAYY/UMnqZvWfCpo/s1600-h/AC+Schnitzer+E92+M3+back.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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SeibvhEDLkI/AAAAAAAAAYY/UMnqZvWfCpo/s320/AC+Schnitzer+E92+M3+back.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325677799997124162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;the ACSM3 gets new body panels at the lower edges of the car. alloys are new as well, custom alloys from ACS. suspension is tuned as well, with high performance coilovers for better cornering and lowering ride height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.0L V8, Front Engine, Rear Wheel Drive&lt;br /&gt;414.5bhp at 8300rpm&lt;br /&gt;249.4 km/h max&lt;br /&gt;0-62 in 4.5s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats the basic, for  more info check out&lt;br /&gt;http://www.supercarsite.net/ac-schnitzer/acs3-sport-m3/2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's absolutely beautiful, a wonderful driving machine. however, i am not sure how good it is over the E92 M3 though, since the E92 M3 is already an absolute wonder of a machine. cars like this when further tuned, mostly goes faster around a track, i.e faster track times. which means, the ride will be too stiff etc. it remains to be seen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift feat Colbie Caillat - Breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-4991750006751226161?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/4991750006751226161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-2767735569006430036</id><published>2009-04-09T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T03:19:00.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>glass boxes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;'And memories, he knew, were not glass treasures to be kept locked within a box.&lt;br /&gt;they were bright ribbons to be hung in the wind.'&lt;br /&gt;Morgan Leah&lt;br /&gt;The Talismans of Shannara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-2767735569006430036?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/2767735569006430036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=2767735569006430036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/2767735569006430036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/2767735569006430036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/04/glass-boxes.html' title='glass boxes...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-4195771578589296325</id><published>2009-04-05T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T07:04:56.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 21st Ken!!! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;ok, if you're rich but nice, disregard this. but i just need to get this off my chest. check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SditxBFvdHI/AAAAAAAAAXw/XhxEwwyA_cQ/s1600-h/DSC00442%5B1%5D"&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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SditxBFvdHI/AAAAAAAAAXw/XhxEwwyA_cQ/s320/DSC00442%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321194017355953266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ok, so this is a pic of the people eating at a mamak next to my parents office. some of you would know. anyways, this, my dear fellows, is a Porsche 997 911 Carrera. it's not like it's a sports car or anything, but is going for RM900k++ here. so one of these guys must be rich. but why, oh why park a car like this? so someone can pass by and scratch it? if you're so rich, dude, park it properly, unless you are a brain dead moron, in which case we'd have to castrate you so your genes do not get into the gene pool. all this for the betterment of the human race of course. Porsche is my favourite car-maker. i love their designs, i love the 911, i love their ethos. but..this shows that when you're rich in money only you're a dick who can't park properly. nuff said. stupid stupid stupid. last week another guy with an Audi TT(shows that Jeremy Clarkson was right, Audi's ARE driven mostly by morons) who parked exactly like this. this is a saturday btw, as pictured there were loads of parking.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;happy 21st Mr Tong!! thx for being a great friend and always being there boy. hope you like your present ;)&lt;br /&gt;we went to Bubba Gump Shrimp to celebrate. if you watched Forrest Gump, you'd know. as it is, i did not, so i don't know. :) as expected, i did not get much pics of the food or people, but here were a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SdiwlETILKI/AAAAAAAAAYI/cERHBGQxm1A/s1600-h/DSC00443%5B1%5D"&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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SdiwlETILKI/AAAAAAAAAYI/cERHBGQxm1A/s320/DSC00443%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321197110593858722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;this is a random pic. i have no idea wh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;t it is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SdiwlCUq5NI/AAAAAAAAAYA/c09UJru9B9E/s1600-h/DSC00444%5B1%5D"&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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SdiwlCUq5NI/AAAAAAAAAYA/c09UJru9B9E/s320/DSC00444%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321197110063457490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;a close up on my food, it's cheese baked rice with..you guessed it. shrimp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SdiwkzJVQiI/AAAAAAAAAX4/bQN_Q9kJkGk/s1600-h/DSC00445%5B1%5D"&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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SdiwkzJVQiI/AAAAAAAAAX4/bQN_Q9kJkGk/s320/DSC00445%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321197105989370402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; the birthday boy with loong ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;how i wish you'd know what i thought....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brighter by Paramore reminds me of you.&lt;br /&gt;You by Jim Brickman feat Tara Mclean, i wish would remind you of me.&lt;br /&gt;When It Rains by Paramore is how i feel about this.&lt;br /&gt;Adore by Paramore is what i feel about you and want to play for you.&lt;br /&gt;Time After Time by Norah Jones is how it always seems to be with us.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/Sdi1Ur7Kc5I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/s5psuUeNuhI/s1600-h/fnf4.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 412px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/Sdi1Ur7Kc5I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/s5psuUeNuhI/s320/fnf4.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321202326731125650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Fast &amp;amp; Furious 4.&lt;br /&gt;omg, best film i've seen this year, i'd rate it the best fnf ever, even over the first one. spoilers up ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Dominic (Vin) is haunted by a past he can't seem to escape. the feds are after him, and he winds up in Mexico, hijacking fuel trucks. he left Letty (Michelle Rodriguez) because he was afraid if he was caught she'd have to do time with him. when in hiding, his sister Mia calls and says Letty's dead. he goes home (yes, the actual house and neighbourhood in the original FnF) and finds out she died in a 'car accident'. Letty was actually shot. she was running drugs for a druglord, one Antonio Braga. after his runners send the drugs, he has them shot. yup. Letty escaped the shooting, but was chased down by Fenix, Braga's best driver and was shot by him. Brian (Paul Walker) was working for the FBI and was sent underground to take down Braga as well, and Dom wants to avenge Letty. eventually, they captured Braga and all ends well. i particularly liked how Dom spared Braga and killed Fenix. :) oh and Han from FnF3 makes an appearance. Dom finally got tired of running and turned himself in. he was sentenced to 25 years to life without the possibility of parole. the show ends with Brian and Mia with Dom's old gang trying to spring him as he was getting transported to prison....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie rocked. really. go watch it. for me, it was a feast of burning rubber, and amazing cars. :)&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;that's it. later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;Let This Go - Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I am an admirer of bodies, regardless of the make...'&lt;br /&gt;Dominic Torreto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-4195771578589296325?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/4195771578589296325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=4195771578589296325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/4195771578589296325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/4195771578589296325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-21st-ken-d.html' title='happy 21st Ken!!! :D'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SditxBFvdHI/AAAAAAAAAXw/XhxEwwyA_cQ/s72-c/DSC00442%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-6120538249968189381</id><published>2009-03-27T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T09:34:24.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;its not that boring i assure you. yeap, to those living under a rock, reading won't actually kill you. wow i know. granted when the author does something with one of your characters, you'll die inside, but not flesh and blood killing, i assure you (papercut excluded). especially a good book. as in not that a good book will give you paper cuts, it'll keep you riveted for ages. but i am getting ahead of myself. two post in a week. wow. gotta be a record this year so far. i recently got my hands on a few Jodie Picoult books. she's a pretty good author. her works, need to be read and understood to be appreciated. at times though i feel she gets boring... i've read a few of her books, the most recent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Salem Falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;by&lt;br /&gt;Jodie Picoult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set in the town of Salem Falls, New Hampshire in the U.S. its a small town, everybody knows everybody there. Jack St Bride was a teacher. he is handsome, charming and a very good teacher. he also teaches in a ALL girls school. you see already the drama coming. one of his students, Catherine Marsh, accuse him of having a relationship with her, a falsehood that ultimately lands him in jail fore 8 months. 8, because his lawyer asked him to plead guilt, in which he did. he finishes his sentence, and moves to Salem Falls. Getting a job at the Do-or-Diner, he tries to piece his life back together. The proprietor, Addie Peabody was a victim of rape herself when she was in high school. out of that unspeakably painful experience, she got a daughter, Chloe. Chloe was nine years old when she died of bacterial meningitis, and Addie was still reeling from it. in Jack, Addie found missing parts of herself and finally begun healing. due to a law in New Hampshire, Jack had to register himself with the police as a convicted sexual offender, and word of this began to spread, the townspeople did not like it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gilian Duncan, only daughter of a very successful businessman Amos Duncan, is practicing Wicca along with three of her friends, Chealsea, Whitney and Meg. they, especially Gilian, take and interest in Jack but Jack tried his level best to stay out of their way. one night after a very bad fight with Addie, Jack got pissed drunk and stumbled on the four girls celebrating Beltane, a Wiccan holiday. Gilian accused Jack of sexually assaulting her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not sure why still now. maybe she was angry he rejected her sexual advances (Gilian is 17). maybe she wanted to keep her secret, that they were practicing Wicca from their parents. be that as it may, and it is interesting to note that ALL of Jodie P's books that i've read had lawyers and court procedings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the trial, the only substantial evidence leaning towards Jack assaulting Gilian was that the lab found semen stains on her thigh. dna analysis could not conclusively point it at Jack, but did show similarities between the dna from the semen and Gilian's own. Jack was acquitted, although Salem Falls' townspeople believe he should not have. Jack then moved to New York with Addie to reconcile with his mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is interesting also, that throughout the novel, i was wondering why Gilian was being unnecessarily rude at weird times to her father and so sweet another time. the book closes with Amos kissing Gilian. her father kissed her. can you hazard a guess where the semen came from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said, Jodie P's books takes alot to appreciate. they speak to you about human depravity, and about love, about sacrifices, about issues that matter in the world. like in Salem Falls, she quotes The Crucible. it is a book based on true events. The Crucible was about The Salem Witch Trials in the 1692, and the events that brought it about. the irony that i see, is that a witch (someone who practices Wicca) put another witch, also blameless and guiltless like in 1692, to trial.  how many innocents have our 'justice' system put behind bars? innocents. a new age witch hunt. hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-6120538249968189381?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6120538249968189381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=6120538249968189381' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/6120538249968189381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/6120538249968189381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/03/book-review.html' title='Book Review'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-3199392514437273500</id><published>2009-03-25T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T06:32:36.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>echoes, silence, patience and grace...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;to tell the truth, i actually forgot entirely about my blog for awhile..why, i hear you ask? is it because you've got tons of assignments to do jing? is it because you've got a new blog? is it because you don't like putting pen to paper (hypothetically) your thoughts and feelings? no. no and ye...no. it's just that. i KNOW! like how the heck do i forget something this much a part of me. to clarify, i don't really love THIS blog, so much as i like putting pen to paper everything. i think, i need to get over myself. really, i am too much into myself. MY problems. what I want. MY. I. seriously, thank god i have understanding people around me, for not kicking my a**. heaven knows i needed it. so i need to get over myself, i need to care about other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a totally unrelated note, i need to vent as well. so here goes. you all know i have a, how shall i put this delicately...a lousy car. really if you want to see pics, leave a msg and i will mail them to you. anyways, i am a great supporter of proton, i believe in their R3 ethos, and besides they are the cheapest car maker in Malaysia, not to mention the only. anyways, so i've been looking at the Neo CPS for a few months now, and they launched it late Feb. obviously i was excited, and it turned out to look damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/ScoqLiaPq0I/AAAAAAAAAXo/IUsU8HddeL0/s1600-h/satria-neo-cps-front12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/ScoqLiaPq0I/AAAAAAAAAXo/IUsU8HddeL0/s320/satria-neo-cps-front12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317108687768103746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;specs look good too. 125 bhp at 6500 rpm and 150 nm at 4500 rpm. which is good, in case you are wondering. a little bit of tuning, it'll hit 100 bhp per litre easily. kick ass handling, good looks, good specs for RM57k, which i think is a pretty good bargain, but i've never had a proper job before, i would not know. so what am i ranting for? well, without sounding like a brat, i did not get it. i know, my parents don't owe me anything, but i would have been nice. that's not what i am ranting about. those who know me, you'd know i love my parents, i do all i can to lighten their burden, fetching, errands, banks, the works. when my bro asked my dad about it, know what he said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'what did Lionel do to deserve this'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. that. is. what. he. said. that hurt. really, really hurt. to the core. granted, i am not the best student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;, and maybe he said it in that context,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; nor the best son. i am more than my studies, a man is MORE, so much more than his work. did nothing to deserve this? so what the HELL have i done to deserve THIS? words can't describe it man. unless you've...nope..no words can describe this...&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another more positive (or even sadder, depending) note, i finished watching One Tree Hill S6, the first half, in a night. wow. that's an achievement for me. haha. and then after hat i got hold of Grey's Anatomy, and yup you've guessed it. one night. lol. and this with my exams coming..grrr.. it's not that i love the drama so much. i think for me, personally, i, sometimes wish i was living in another life i suppose, like, maybe it's easier to watch and listen to people chasing THEIR dreams, living their life to the fullest. i guess, that's the part i like...and music, oh man..the music, especially in oth, it's amazing. music giving a person hope, a reason to live another day, making sense of the world through it when you can't do it any other way. that's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts are all over man now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't notice how:&lt;br /&gt;your smile lights up the room for me&lt;br /&gt;you have the cuttest laugh&lt;br /&gt;you are so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;you are so down to earth&lt;br /&gt;much you understand me, even when i don't&lt;br /&gt;you puff out your mouth when in thought&lt;br /&gt;the choice of your colour hurts&lt;br /&gt;i want to give you everything, all of everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't..no you don't. but i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy Eat World - Kill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-3199392514437273500?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/3199392514437273500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=3199392514437273500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/3199392514437273500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/3199392514437273500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/03/echoes-silence-patience-and-grace.html' title='echoes, silence, patience and grace...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/ScoqLiaPq0I/AAAAAAAAAXo/IUsU8HddeL0/s72-c/satria-neo-cps-front12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-7126584143535825419</id><published>2009-02-13T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T17:32:21.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shadows in the dark...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;if only i am what i was&lt;br /&gt;if only i am what i am now not&lt;br /&gt; if only i am what i am supposed to&lt;br /&gt;if only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you'd only let go of what was&lt;br /&gt;if you'd only be what you still can&lt;br /&gt;if you'd only be what you aspire to&lt;br /&gt;if you'd only be you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-if only-&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;there are those that say what comes to mind. often, they are true to themselves, not lying to themselves or another. then there are fakers, posers who say they will what they will never. there are those that hide their selves  behind a shrouded veil, expressing themselves only through words, through art, through music. funny how we can use such words and subtle meanings, such poetry and vibrant colours but can never express ourselves in real life...which one are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are two different kinds of people. two kinds, each at opposite ends of a spectrum. there are the people who wants success, who knows and  wants everything life has to offer, our ambition knows no bounds. then, there are the ones who knows what life has to offer, but understand the great sacrifices that come with it. the one who picks up after, the one who soothes hurt pride and feelings, the one that will have to make the sacrifices for the others ambition. which one are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yiruma - Kiss The Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-7126584143535825419?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/7126584143535825419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=7126584143535825419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/7126584143535825419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/7126584143535825419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/02/shadows-in-dark.html' title='shadows in the dark...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-8145207434470519142</id><published>2009-01-31T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T19:39:17.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's only life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SYUXDLeWL2I/AAAAAAAAAXY/gncf1jn8fLg/s1600-h/hey+there....jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SYUXDLeWL2I/AAAAAAAAAXY/gncf1jn8fLg/s320/hey+there....jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297665880058376034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;do not do it ok. please. just please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;hey. so i am planning to write a book. really. and if you guys have any ideas, mail or call me or something. or you can recommend sites or books that will help. like book writing for dummies or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fire &amp;amp; Ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say the world will end in fire,&lt;br /&gt;Some say in ice.&lt;br /&gt;From what I've tasted of desire&lt;br /&gt;I hold with those who favour fire.&lt;br /&gt;But if it had to perish twice,&lt;br /&gt;I think I know enough of hate&lt;br /&gt;To say that for destruction ice&lt;br /&gt;Is also great&lt;br /&gt;And would suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robert Frost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a hint as to the shape of the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paramore - Decode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-8145207434470519142?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/8145207434470519142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=8145207434470519142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/8145207434470519142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/8145207434470519142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-only-life.html' title='it&apos;s only life...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SYUXDLeWL2I/AAAAAAAAAXY/gncf1jn8fLg/s72-c/hey+there....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-9213168558805320130</id><published>2009-01-16T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:34:24.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a murder of crows, a parliament of owls...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;wooo...2009..i don't know bout you guys, but i still feel kinda stuck in two-oh-eight. it's like, maybe it takes some getting used to. in classes, i ocassionally date my papers 2008. no kidding. maybe cos part of me feels old. i can actually feel it, you know? the tangible feeling, of responsibilities, of unmatched expectations, of unmet goals on my shoulders, whom might i add does not feel capable or developed enough to handle all this..... yea, 21 this year. we all go through it right? some of us take it in stride but i am not sure i can do it. really. 21 is the threshold into adulthood. and along with it comes mortgages, and other stuff. like, god forbid, sagginess...=) you know how i am, i am too playfull for my own good, i am a procrastinator, i look at life differently, like everything can (and i often do) be taken for granted, i am very empty-headed, like most of the time i go about doing things while thinking about other things, like there was this time i washed my face...with shampoo, that kinda stuff. too carefree you know? it's not something i am proud of, but that's me, the way i look and go through life, is like, for want of a better term, a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for this post for 2009, i want to list down my achievements, my hopes and dreams, my failures and regrets, and any other thoughts i can come up with. they are not all, of course since i may leave out a few. but here goes..we'll start of with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Achievements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;this is a hard one. i honestly can't really come up with anything....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;- i have really great friends. everyone of you, even though i do not say it, you guys are the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;- i can play a few music instruments, albeit not as good as i'd hoped i'd be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;i can drive pretty well, and the fastest (shhh..) i've driven is 220kph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;that's about it, unless you guys can gimme some. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Failures &amp;amp; Regrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;now THIS is easy, although much, much more painful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i regret that i never spend time or effort enough to get to know andrew better. even though i had his back, i just wish and wish that he'd be here now to grow up together.&lt;br /&gt;- i regret that i played too much (remember my character up there?) and never really studied, that my parents can't say that oh my son is on a scholarship to Harvard or Yale...i imagine it would have been great for them..&lt;br /&gt;- i regret that i never treated my exes well enough. even though they'd beg to differ, but there are things i'd go back in time to do for them if i could...&lt;br /&gt;- all the wasted time i spent doing everything i want but should not have, and not doing things i must and should.&lt;br /&gt;- knowing that i treat my God like he is not there but He is always there and willing to forgive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depressing..anyone care to add anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hopes &amp;amp; Dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;- graduate as soon as i can to repay the kindness my parents so lavishly and unconditionally gives to me.&lt;br /&gt;- spend every second of my life making it more worthwhile, to make an impact in this world before i've to meet my Maker...&lt;br /&gt;- if i'd ever pull myself together again to love another girl, she'd know that i can't live without her and she will not want to either without me.&lt;br /&gt;- keep in touch with friends, and not be afraid of the awkwardness that WILL come with it especially with people that i am not close to but that they'll know that i care and i've got their back.&lt;br /&gt;- show my parents i love them and that i appreciate them with everything that i do.&lt;br /&gt;- own a fleet of Porches, among them the 997 911 GT3.&lt;br /&gt;- and then go on to break 350 kph...or maybe 400..&lt;br /&gt;- drive competetively.&lt;br /&gt;- be able to play the piano, while doing justice to music.&lt;br /&gt;- write a book.&lt;br /&gt;- live a healthy lifestyle, no smoking, no shisha, booze only socially, keep my body fit.&lt;br /&gt;- try to keep my W201 in tip top shape, and remodel it after the evo2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that should be it..i know for this one no one can tell me what else to add..&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that should just cut it for year 2009. at the end of this year, i'd like to have more things to add to achievements, with none in my regrets, and new stuff for my dreams...not that a 911 is anywhere within reach.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paramore - Decode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-9213168558805320130?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/9213168558805320130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=9213168558805320130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/9213168558805320130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/9213168558805320130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/01/murder-of-crows-parliament-of-owls.html' title='a murder of crows, a parliament of owls...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-8570750599899077654</id><published>2009-01-14T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:22:16.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>melacca trip with su han zhan ling =) Jan 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;hey. =) sorry for the late upload guys. have been kinda busy ;) but here it is&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;a summary on what we did that fateful day, we ate. and walked a whole lot. i got three bracelets, and a whole load of great memories =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SW4DMTX61OI/AAAAAAAAAVU/u5kKD6UtVHo/s1600-h/DSC00292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SW4DMTX61OI/AAAAAAAAAVU/u5kKD6UtVHo/s320/DSC00292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291170122100823266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;as usual, i only remember to take photos of the food, after eating them..but i got the next best thing. we had chicken rice balls for lunch, no pics, but i did get the bill....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SW4DNHVGN_I/AAAAAAAAAVk/1vVohMbKH24/s1600-h/DSC00295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SW4DNHVGN_I/AAAAAAAAAVk/1vVohMbKH24/s320/DSC00295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291170136047630322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;me han and zhan went for cendol after. and i gotta say,&lt;br /&gt;they are the best ever in my 20+ years of living =P. the dude running the place was kinda gay tho =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SW4SFS1wf9I/AAAAAAAAAWs/_4rRRGHe9Es/s1600-h/DSC00298.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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SW4SFS1wf9I/AAAAAAAAAWs/_4rRRGHe9Es/s320/DSC00298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291186494372872146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;we went up St. Paul's Hill after the cendol, vowing solemly that we will go back for seconds, and maybe thirds =)&lt;br /&gt;left to right, su han ling zhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SW4DNBw-lVI/AAAAAAAAAVs/XaKok4OolKk/s1600-h/DSC00297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SW4DNBw-lVI/AAAAAAAAAVs/XaKok4OolKk/s320/DSC00297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291170134553957714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pokok melaka&lt;/span&gt;, the very one Parameswara saw and named melacca after (nods head seriously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SW4SFZNURpI/AAAAAAAAAW0/1b94itSHPM8/s1600-h/DSC00304.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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SW4SFZNURpI/AAAAAAAAAW0/1b94itSHPM8/s320/DSC00304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291186496082298514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;we walked around for a bit and went sight seeing. that was pretty hilarious. here i was, full blooded malaysian and all, never actually visited the historical sights of melacca before. so we decided to check out ships and stuff like that. did learn some pretty neat stuff. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SW4FFzdnWZI/AAAAAAAAAWE/o5_gHpu0AVM/s1600-h/DSC00310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SW4FFzdnWZI/AAAAAAAAAWE/o5_gHpu0AVM/s320/DSC00310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291172209478818194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i actually thought the ship above was land locked some while back, till i saw these. they are pics of when they were building the poor land locked ship..on land...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SW4Xa5W4kdI/AAAAAAAAAW8/XYBeRk5qqcE/s1600-h/DSC00311.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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SW4Xa5W4kdI/AAAAAAAAAW8/XYBeRk5qqcE/s320/DSC00311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291192363047752146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;this is actually a cannon (or an artilery gun) on one of the ships we boarded. not sure why there are lights in the cannon. not using it to blast aunt fanny outta the sky then......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SW4FGIeS_QI/AAAAAAAAAWU/dXww8h_zGXU/s1600-h/DSC00315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SW4FGIeS_QI/AAAAAAAAAWU/dXww8h_zGXU/s320/DSC00315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291172215118822658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;we finished looking at the sites, and proceded to mr gay's cendol stall on jongker's street. apparently, chinese dudes prefer mr gay's, while non-chinese dudes prefer solemn and sad's someplace else. i actually think mr gay has huge amounts of charisma going for him.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SW4FGVNAa6I/AAAAAAAAAWc/e9GhwIKMg5Q/s1600-h/DSC00320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SW4FGVNAa6I/AAAAAAAAAWc/e9GhwIKMg5Q/s320/DSC00320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291172218535963554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;we walked a little more then decided we should go to the eye on malaysia (funny how when it was at kl i never bothered but now it's in melacca suddenly we went there...), have dinner and head home. this was the whacamacallit that we sat in. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satay celup for dinner, though i (again) failed to take pics of it.....we spent half and hour trying to locate the place. i've been there twice. huh. so much for my vaunted sense of direction. then we headed home. next up (cmon!!) penang!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-jing-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iron and Wine - Flightless Bird/American Mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-8570750599899077654?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/8570750599899077654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=8570750599899077654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/8570750599899077654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/8570750599899077654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2009/01/melacca-trip-with-su-han-zhan-ling-jan.html' title='melacca trip with su han zhan ling =) Jan 09'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SW4DMTX61OI/AAAAAAAAAVU/u5kKD6UtVHo/s72-c/DSC00292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-8913537510901936813</id><published>2008-12-22T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T20:21:40.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>astanti!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;i am finally blogging again. going to do it regularly. well, more than my usual anyways =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok first up is.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SVBggYq5b5I/AAAAAAAAAU8/xZ_m3AwJaw0/s1600-h/Silent+Hill+Homecoming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 144px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SVBggYq5b5I/AAAAAAAAAU8/xZ_m3AwJaw0/s320/Silent+Hill+Homecoming.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282828472400048018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; for those uneducated in the ways of Silent Hill, here's what's it about. Monsters. Weird blood and gore all over the place. More monsters. Weird monsters. no kidding. ok spoiler alert? here we go. you play Alex Sheperd, he just woke up in a hospital and this is the creepiest part of the game. crazy nurses try to kill you and there's one part (i swear) ken screamed. like a high pitched 'AHHHHHHH'. it's actually a dream. Alex is an army guy just back from the war. he  reaches home, Sheperds Glen (SG), and everything is weird man. like really. your mum was being secretive when you asked her where's Joshua, your younger bro. so you set out on a quest to find Josh. in the end, it turns out that the ancestors of the four big families in SG were from Silent Hill, Sheperd being one of them. in each generation, the head of the four families will sacrifice one child to the God (doesn't mention much bout Him/Her) to ensure SG's survival. the storyline gets confusing, but ultimately, Alex was to be sacrificed by his dad. Alex accidentally killed Josh a long time ago before he went to war, and somehow or rather the story ends with Alex being on a operating table, then his dad sticks electrodes to his temples and shock him. the end. stupid ending. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SVBgWUbc0rI/AAAAAAAAAU0/meRcXu08Pxc/s1600-h/alex+spider.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SVBgWUbc0rI/AAAAAAAAAU0/meRcXu08Pxc/s320/alex+spider.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282828299462824626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;that's Alex with on of the weird monsters..think it was one of the bosses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SVBgWcXz1UI/AAAAAAAAAUs/BN6NCk6smYI/s1600-h/werid+monster+kill+daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 155px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SVBgWcXz1UI/AAAAAAAAAUs/BN6NCk6smYI/s320/werid+monster+kill+daddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282828301595039042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;this thing  killed Alex's father. did not fight it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SVBgWUbCfgI/AAAAAAAAAUk/nQ6iqQyT-XQ/s1600-h/werid+monster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SVBgWUbCfgI/AAAAAAAAAUk/nQ6iqQyT-XQ/s320/werid+monster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282828299461099010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;this here is another hard to kill moster, four slugs of a shotgun did it though ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics are courtesy of ign.com =)&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't done a song review in ages so here's one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taylor Swift - Love Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's pretty cool, i mean it's her song, so expect it to be all lovey dovey and stuff. lotsa references to romeo and her and a juliet so you'd know what this song is about, the cool part comes pretty late into the song, when she did another chorus, the last one, with a higher key. the connection between the normal chorus and that last one was pretty cool. lyrics are as it is, if you like you'll like it. if not, you'd be like, another love song? but lyrics are well written. and bdw what's a scarlet letter? let me know. =)&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's bout it i wanted to do a movie review but i'd do a book review instead. haha. next time. me? oh yea. i am fine. better than that, i am awesome. had this emo day two weeks ago, set my priorities straight again with what i love, the people that are important to me and stuff. no big. but thx for asking. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;-23 Dec 08-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incubus - Underneath My Umbrella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-8913537510901936813?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/8913537510901936813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=8913537510901936813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/8913537510901936813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/8913537510901936813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/12/astanti.html' title='astanti!'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SVBggYq5b5I/AAAAAAAAAU8/xZ_m3AwJaw0/s72-c/Silent+Hill+Homecoming.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-3392198831273691476</id><published>2008-12-04T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:02:04.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>if only...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i've really not been into blogging lately. not sure what the reason is. i always have something to blog about. like my upcoming exams. or that i got i got an accident with a stupid truck driver. or that everybody in aus in back here now. or that my bro got into another accident with my car with a bike. or.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i am just pretty bored right now. sometimes i just think life is so boring. really. like i can't say the things that really mean something to me. not football or cars..like really really mean something to me. like i do not have the perfect person for me who will just listen to anything and everything i say and vice verse. like how i am just so bored and i want change. big big change but at the same time not knowing what i need to change and if i should once i found out what needs to be done. something needs to change..can't anyone see that? anyone? it's so frustrating, knowing i need to do something. so frustrating. guess everyone want's to live in a fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoobastank - Out Of Control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-3392198831273691476?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/3392198831273691476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=3392198831273691476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/3392198831273691476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/3392198831273691476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-only.html' title='if only...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-2970150728598432870</id><published>2008-10-28T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T03:59:36.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY DEPAVALLI EVERYONE!!! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div face="lucida grande" style="text-align: center;"&gt;hey! so this'll be one of my more random posts...with a few thing and pics from all over..1st off.. DEPAVALLI!! mutton and muruku!!!!1!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                               &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c88c300106f9ba7e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc88c300106f9ba7e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330309363%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D787AC3F4D2874A2C5445E4B2B3639CE31EDF9FCE.2DAA41BC58E9C89114A1A2CB05DD2A2306041082%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc88c300106f9ba7e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIpCQt60siwfF2OGO24fPl6pif2Y&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc88c300106f9ba7e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330309363%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D787AC3F4D2874A2C5445E4B2B3639CE31EDF9FCE.2DAA41BC58E9C89114A1A2CB05DD2A2306041082%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc88c300106f9ba7e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIpCQt60siwfF2OGO24fPl6pif2Y&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;ok so this vid was taken senget-ed..lol i don't have the program to right it :) went over to Su's place for dinner on sunday :) and i had an awesome time :) thx Su!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up was Navi's place. this was on monday and i totally forgot to take pics of the hse and people there..but i did take these :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQa-zVau9kI/AAAAAAAAASg/S5dTVrJcwCE/s1600-h/DSC00226.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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQa-zVau9kI/AAAAAAAAASg/S5dTVrJcwCE/s320/DSC00226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262103003760883266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;because it's dep, we celebrate by eating mcflurries...huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQa-zUHOmVI/AAAAAAAAASo/eGgCBWlH5IU/s1600-h/DSC00227.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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQa-zUHOmVI/AAAAAAAAASo/eGgCBWlH5IU/s320/DSC00227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262103003410635090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all the mcflurries!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQa-z2vQYPI/AAAAAAAAASw/_4Q-6XAWF0k/s1600-h/DSC00228.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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQa-z2vQYPI/AAAAAAAAASw/_4Q-6XAWF0k/s320/DSC00228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262103012705329394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tower el mcflurry :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQa-z-6LJMI/AAAAAAAAAS4/9YYDcRDCMIM/s1600-h/DSC00230.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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQa-z-6LJMI/AAAAAAAAAS4/9YYDcRDCMIM/s320/DSC00230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262103014898607298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we had so many mcflurries, we hadta pay with our cars man..and one of us even bartered her hse key... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it for depavalli :D now on to random stuff ;)&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MAGE CAFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so there's this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;erm..cafe? game playing  place? near atria. :D it's a few doors away from pasific, a place that sell's sports supplies. it's called mage cafe. basically, what you do there is play like board games and stuff. while this might sound boring, it's actually pretty awesome :) we went and play on friday night, and we played some monster game. lol in a nutshell, we play as monsters..and we destroy cities and each other. lol THAT IS SO FREAKING COOL!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQbofwQ9nmI/AAAAAAAAATQ/9gA1pB_t750/s1600-h/DSC00218.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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQbofwQ9nmI/AAAAAAAAATQ/9gA1pB_t750/s320/DSC00218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262148846858640994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the box :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQbof4BZYAI/AAAAAAAAATA/PA5_01JjXFM/s1600-h/DSC00212.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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQbof4BZYAI/AAAAAAAAATA/PA5_01JjXFM/s320/DSC00212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262148848940834818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;first place was my bro the er..zorb (eye thingy) 2nd the praying mantis and third me ^^ note the podiums haha and that is the winning dice combination that pawned the mantis XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQbof3UxLoI/AAAAAAAAATI/sIXYnmPwUi8/s1600-h/DSC00216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQbof3UxLoI/AAAAAAAAATI/sIXYnmPwUi8/s320/DSC00216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262148848753651330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;close up on the winner...ZORB!!!! lol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQbogOCde_I/AAAAAAAAATY/tVwcqqi8fQU/s1600-h/DSC00222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQbogOCde_I/AAAAAAAAATY/tVwcqqi8fQU/s320/DSC00222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262148854850878450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after that we played this thing called arbos...lol..what is it you ask?well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQbogJDwvEI/AAAAAAAAATg/H96zsrJcwbs/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQbogJDwvEI/AAAAAAAAATg/H96zsrJcwbs/s320/DSC00220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262148853514157122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;basically you try to put as many branches and leaves onto/into the main trunk and hope they don't fall ^^ so what i hear you say :) well..note the trunk is tilted... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQbpsx3t0yI/AAAAAAAAATo/9f7usYBWeM0/s1600-h/DSC00221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQbpsx3t0yI/AAAAAAAAATo/9f7usYBWeM0/s320/DSC00221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262150170139546402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is the highest we got lol :D&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;MUERA A PESCADO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(die fishy!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 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font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;and again i apologise for the senget-ness...anyways i went pasar malam with my mum ytd..and while this may seem cruel..it's a damn humane way in my opinion to kill a fish :) it's like..wiggle &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wiggle..wiggle.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SMACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!!!...wiggle no more LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it for now..i miss all of ya'll man..sigh.. agnes n jie in london, yi ping and wai onn in ireland, joe, jush n leng in aus, danny and esther in u.s...sigh..all of ya'll overseas now..grrr..my a lev friends, my high scool friends...&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;- 6.46 pm 28th Oct -&lt;br /&gt;Secondhand Serenade - It's Not Over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meredith Grey : We are each other's keepers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack Sparrow : Allow me to lend a machete to your intellectual thicket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-2970150728598432870?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/2970150728598432870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=2970150728598432870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/2970150728598432870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/2970150728598432870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-depavalli-everyone-d.html' title='HAPPY DEPAVALLI EVERYONE!!! :D'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQa-zVau9kI/AAAAAAAAASg/S5dTVrJcwCE/s72-c/DSC00226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-9062963461902380546</id><published>2008-10-24T01:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T02:00:29.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not quite there but somewhere at least...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you know what they say about people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQGMYzor0mI/AAAAAAAAASQ/iAyCo6h8IX8/s1600-h/people+always+leave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQGMYzor0mI/AAAAAAAAASQ/iAyCo6h8IX8/s320/people+always+leave.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260640197551051362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQGMZJ128yI/AAAAAAAAASY/8CMGw4lcm2M/s1600-h/sometimes_they_come_back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQGMZJ128yI/AAAAAAAAASY/8CMGw4lcm2M/s320/sometimes_they_come_back.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260640203511886626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;heheh i'm not emo or anything..it's just great artwork :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;- 4.52 pm 24 Oct -&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift - White Horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen Chow : ley yi ko sei sui chai sun em sun ngo cham ley ham ka chan lo lei cau chi yuk?!!&lt;br /&gt;Translated (engrish) : you die bad kid believe don't believe i chop whole family die take fry  pork?!!&lt;br /&gt;Translated (english) : you bum if you don't believe i will kill your whole family take you make fried pork (the best i could come up with)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-9062963461902380546?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/9062963461902380546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=9062963461902380546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/9062963461902380546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/9062963461902380546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-quite-there-but-somewhere-at-least.html' title='not quite there but somewhere at least...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SQGMYzor0mI/AAAAAAAAASQ/iAyCo6h8IX8/s72-c/people+always+leave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-6297450052187301499</id><published>2008-10-12T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T06:33:21.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that what she said...ahahahahaah(manic laugh)....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;ok so i have not been blogging much and i admit it but i have a very good reason :) here it is.. my parents are going into herbalife (its a nutritional health drink thing, it's pretty awesome, i've seen the results :) go google it :D ), the company that sposors LA Galaxy. while it may not be much to us, it's a huge huge brand in the u.s :). they have this concept called the erm.. nutritional club i think taht's sorta like a cafe that serves the health drink for breakfast :) so we (the family) has been renovating this floor of my mum's office (in sri damansara, if you want to come, you know where to find me). basically we've been at it a good three weeks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SPHyIR5T6kI/AAAAAAAAARI/dyQ2Ityqhrc/s1600-h/DSC00187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SPHyIR5T6kI/AAAAAAAAARI/dyQ2Ityqhrc/s320/DSC00187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256248464174737986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;this is when we first started, i took down some ceiling boards (it's pretty heavy, note the holes in the ceiling and un-kemptness of the place ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SPHyITF8j4I/AAAAAAAAARQ/vDkQ0aAhWSw/s1600-h/DSC00189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SPHyITF8j4I/AAAAAAAAARQ/vDkQ0aAhWSw/s320/DSC00189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256248464496168834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;the ceiling boards :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SPHyrC1JREI/AAAAAAAAAR4/MGYMnGLZzTA/s1600-h/DSC00205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SPHyrC1JREI/AAAAAAAAAR4/MGYMnGLZzTA/s320/DSC00205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256249061426152514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;and after lots of moving furniture and proper self id-in (interior designing ppl :P) tadaaa!!! ok so it still looks messy that's cos i just took the pic without putting the chairs and stuff back properly :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SPHyIbVImLI/AAAAAAAAARY/Gjw3Vzm01Y8/s1600-h/DSC00200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SPHyIbVImLI/AAAAAAAAARY/Gjw3Vzm01Y8/s320/DSC00200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256248466707355826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;what renovating will be complete without some paint? this are before pics and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SPHyIuKw8eI/AAAAAAAAARg/CdfcUMiaid0/s1600-h/DSC00201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SPHyIuKw8eI/AAAAAAAAARg/CdfcUMiaid0/s320/DSC00201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256248471764136418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;we painted part of the interior too cos the inside looks kinda dull :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SPHyIrwHPeI/AAAAAAAAARo/gecKkqfoW_c/s1600-h/DSC00202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SPHyIrwHPeI/AAAAAAAAARo/gecKkqfoW_c/s320/DSC00202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256248471115480546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;these three pics are actually the erh..frame? to the main entrance and yours truly did not think (wow he thinks!!!) of getting a whole pic of everything..before and after pics i have none so use your imagination :)&lt;/span&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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SPHyIR5T6kI/AAAAAAAAARI/dyQ2Ityqhrc/s1600-h/DSC00187.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SPHyq2QmgQI/AAAAAAAAARw/ETNwo4L5uQs/s1600-h/DSC00203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SPHyq2QmgQI/AAAAAAAAARw/ETNwo4L5uQs/s320/DSC00203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256249058051653890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;my hand is more photogenic than the rest of my body..ask anyone ;P .and yes we painted it in-your-face-orange!! (herbalife's corporate colour :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SPHyrM5CFbI/AAAAAAAAASA/nWl2alQlQfw/s1600-h/DSC00207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SPHyrM5CFbI/AAAAAAAAASA/nWl2alQlQfw/s320/DSC00207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256249064126813618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;the end product of my photogenic right (the left merajuk) hand :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SPHyrM5JdjI/AAAAAAAAASI/1KVONFoCU0w/s1600-h/DSC00209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SPHyrM5JdjI/AAAAAAAAASI/1KVONFoCU0w/s320/DSC00209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256249064127297074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;my mum painting inside :) if i get a wife next time i want her to be like my mum :D pedicure? what? time to paint!!! ;P my dad did loads too but erh...i didn't get his pic lol...sorry dy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall..it was a chore yes..it was cool tho spending time as a family to do this kinda stuff :)&lt;br /&gt;i would like use this space to specifically thank....*drum roll*....the genius who invented water soluble paint!! that's right without him/her this would not have been possible!!!! *thunderous applause*&lt;br /&gt;right...so that's that lol.. more on the cafe soon :D&lt;br /&gt;later!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;-9.21 pm 12 Oct -&lt;br /&gt;Lifehouse - Simon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timo Cruz : Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we&lt;br /&gt;are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SPHyq2QmgQI/AAAAAAAAARw/ETNwo4L5uQs/s1600-h/DSC00203.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-6297450052187301499?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6297450052187301499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=6297450052187301499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/6297450052187301499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/6297450052187301499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/10/that-what-she-saidahahahahaahmanic.html' title='that what she said...ahahahahaah(manic laugh)....'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SPHyIR5T6kI/AAAAAAAAARI/dyQ2Ityqhrc/s72-c/DSC00187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-4746712950172224807</id><published>2008-09-28T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T07:26:58.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so many nights...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;This song reminds me of failures and the regrets in my life...damn...of high school and when the world just seemed like everything i hope and knew it to be. things that could have been different. of my if's and my what if's. of beautiful memories and wasted chances. of memories that may be, and those that i really want to be. ranting...sorry :) it is an awesome acoustic guitar driven song though :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sew this up with threads of reason and regret&lt;br /&gt;So I will not forget. I will not forget&lt;br /&gt;How this felt one year six months ago&lt;br /&gt;I know I cannot forget. I cannot forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling into memories of you,and things we used to do&lt;br /&gt;Follow me there&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful somewhere&lt;br /&gt;A place that I can share with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell that you don't know me anymore&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to forget, sometimes we just forget&lt;br /&gt;And being on this road is anything but sure&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we'll forget, I hope we don't forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling into memories of you,and things we used to do&lt;br /&gt;Follow me there&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful somewhere&lt;br /&gt;A place that I can share with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many nights, legs tangled tight&lt;br /&gt;Wrap me up in a dream with you&lt;br /&gt;Close up these eyes, try not to cry&lt;br /&gt;All that I've got to pull me through is memories of you&lt;br /&gt;Memories of you&lt;br /&gt;Memories of you&lt;br /&gt;Memories of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling into memories of you ,and things we used to do&lt;br /&gt;Follow me there&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful somewhere&lt;br /&gt;A place that we can share&lt;br /&gt;Falling into memories of you, and things we used to do&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellowcard - One Year Six Months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;thoughts falling through the sifting sands of reason that was once my brain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MUM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"  &gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;-10.20 pm 28 Sept - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-4746712950172224807?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/4746712950172224807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=4746712950172224807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/4746712950172224807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/4746712950172224807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-many-nights.html' title='so many nights...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-7018343514076975720</id><published>2008-09-20T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:31:29.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its raining...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;torn between us chasing our dreams and the good old life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&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/7120848406697086723-7018343514076975720?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/7018343514076975720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=7018343514076975720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/7018343514076975720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/7018343514076975720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-raining.html' title='its raining...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-3452084346209008831</id><published>2008-09-20T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T20:42:29.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>of great friends, and of friends that are leaving..or already left...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;its approximately 15 hours since i last saw one of my best friends leave..damn it. leng and agnes, they'd come back you know but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; danny..i'm not too sure. damn. four years man beb. god i miss you already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SNW-iV0saEI/AAAAAAAAARA/pTfMIfBHxdE/s1600-h/danny%27s+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SNW-iV0saEI/AAAAAAAAARA/pTfMIfBHxdE/s320/danny%27s+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248310437953169474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;pic courtesy of sheeny :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;agnes gave me a photo album ytd as well. and as much as i'd like to post a pic of a photo album (the irony is not lost to me) i think, i wouldn't do it. it's to pretty and meaningful to let all ya'll see it. :) thx nes for the gift. you know me and agnes, we drifted apart when i got together with esther. it's complicated. when i broke up with her (esther) we hung out like we never did drift apart. god i mean she forgave me for being a hopeless friend. and it speaks volumes about her character, she's forgiving and too damn loving ^^, and it also speaks volumes about my character, how selfish and dumb i am. words can adequately describe what great friends all of you are. so before this turns to mushy, i am gonna end it. ;). i've gotten so used to having you in malaysia. gonna miss you so much..you know that right? :)..thank god i stil have mund here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- stil sick...damn... -&lt;br /&gt;-11.35 am. 21st Sept -&lt;br /&gt;Rascal Flatts - My Wish (and it is, for everyone of us :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your dreams stay big, your worries stay small,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you never need to carry more than you can hold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and while you're out there getting where you're getting to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i hope you know somebody loves you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and want's the same things too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;yeah &lt;/span&gt;this is my wish ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-3452084346209008831?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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actually read this kinda studies. i mean what the heck? ^^). ok side tracked. ytd was my dad's 54th and i gotta say the man does not look a day over 50. this is to you dad. you showed me how to be a man. you showed me the bible. you showed me how to love my own kids next time. you definitely showed me patience. you showed me love and you gave me my good looks XD. even tho i don't say it much, you know i love you and i've got your back. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so ytd my mum cooked up a storm. not shit. look at the pics. if ever i get a wife (doubtful now thanks to depression lol) she would hafta cook as good or better :D. i helped of course (yeah by help i mean i fetched her out and stuff hahahaha)&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9QgNwwpII/AAAAAAAAAP4/p0cxx2ixlaY/s1600-h/DSC00157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9QgNwwpII/AAAAAAAAAP4/p0cxx2ixlaY/s320/DSC00157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246500605290128514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the gorgeous (i forgot which part of the cow) beef... :Q&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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9QgO6fyBI/AAAAAAAAAQA/fLLhJQuf9YU/s1600-h/DSC00158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9QgO6fyBI/AAAAAAAAAQA/fLLhJQuf9YU/s320/DSC00158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246500605599402002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all bloody..eww.. i just realized i get quesy at the sight of blood. not like animals or what but human's..lol..&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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9QggOoQ6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/vYIRbu3pVjw/s1600-h/DSC00159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9QggOoQ6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/vYIRbu3pVjw/s320/DSC00159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246500610247246754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my mum made this awesome salad which had like octopus (not sure what the plural is..octopi?) in it and man..indescribable...&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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9Qgpet9JI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/_qPfrx1Cd30/s1600-h/DSC00160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9Qgpet9JI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/_qPfrx1Cd30/s320/DSC00160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246500612730647698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;garlic bread with a dash too much garlic, just the way we like it :D&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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9Q2c25ItI/AAAAAAAAAQg/45KyT_EH9sw/s1600-h/DSC00162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9Q2c25ItI/AAAAAAAAAQg/45KyT_EH9sw/s320/DSC00162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246500987299504850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and oysters..omp (oh my poop lol, thx jon) raw, fresh, godlike oysters... then after a while it gets 'jelak' so she baked them..with cheese..need i say more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9UV5oMl0I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/IkqcNn5duaw/s1600-h/DSC00161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9UV5oMl0I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/IkqcNn5duaw/s320/DSC00161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246504826133321538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;fries, cooked to a crisp...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9Q2gMmdUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/yCTgEUeOsGk/s1600-h/DSC00163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9Q2gMmdUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/yCTgEUeOsGk/s320/DSC00163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246500988195861826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9Q2nwGRvI/AAAAAAAAAQw/B_rFNmmrZco/s1600-h/DSC00164.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;birthday boy himself :D my dad has biceps the size of my neck. no shit. if i ever were to cross the line now, i can't imagine how it'll feel when he canes man..like one strike and i'll just die... i love you dad :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9Q2nwGRvI/AAAAAAAAAQw/B_rFNmmrZco/s320/DSC00164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246500990223795954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and put it together on a plate..oh man...i was so full last night..can't even describe it. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 54th dad! god bless you with great health, great kids (or kids that are going to be great lol), a great social life, a great relationship with Him, a great relationship with mum and of course a great bank balance!! :D&lt;br /&gt;and that's that. heheh. i was thinking of writing down private thoughts and emotions, but i feel it doesn't go with the vibe of the post. :D so maybe tomorrow. ;)&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;-2.46 pm 16th Sept -&lt;br /&gt;Lifehouse - Sick Cycle Carousel&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/7120848406697086723-6428325477139345615?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6428325477139345615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=6428325477139345615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-5128401521305949926</id><published>2008-09-15T22:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T23:17:16.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random ipoh trip.. ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so begins the 2nd trip, the 1st being melacca. lol. the first was super super random man. me and mund decided to go to nottingham, so we dragged nes and danny along for the trip. loong, nes' boyfriend, was in melacca attending some water polo competition. on the way back from nott, we were like, let's go to melacca! then we did, and we took nes' mum along for the ride lol was damn funny. i have no pics from then. but this time round i dis! we went er...on a tuesday, the 9th..i really can't remember. went to nes' house to meet up and since we use the jazz (we always do, considering mund's mum won't let him use his, danny and mine will more likely kill us than bring us there ^^) then went bfast at jelutong. then we went to school to meet up with a few teachers (particularly Pn Cecelia)(who've been a driving force in my life thru high school might i add. along with Mr Chia). then we went to visit Mr Andrew. was my first time there. man dude i still miss you a whole bunch. get your own grave man! ^^ after that we shot up north straight. reachd there at bout 3, ate and ate till 6ish and come back (yes it was short but no it was not a waste of time ^^). &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WILL MISS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU GUYS WHEN YOU GO BACK!!&lt;/span&gt; damn you danny....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9Gup-QiNI/AAAAAAAAAO4/IK59DhZPZK0/s1600-h/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9Gup-QiNI/AAAAAAAAAO4/IK59DhZPZK0/s320/DSC00001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246489858264828114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mr Dansen Wong, to be chiropractor and weird boy extraordinare (you know i love you man ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9FIx-vQmI/AAAAAAAAANw/OJ_xW1u-nDQ/s1600-h/DSC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9FIx-vQmI/AAAAAAAAANw/OJ_xW1u-nDQ/s320/DSC00002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246488108067668578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;erm..not sure but i think i was like mund cheese! and he was like *yawn* so tadaa!! :D&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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9FJN8X11I/AAAAAAAAAN4/jNYIMeensDY/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9FJN8X11I/AAAAAAAAAN4/jNYIMeensDY/s320/DSC00003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246488115573938002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9G-RwQXDI/AAAAAAAAAPA/cQOdPTb0Mrc/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;the pretty girl herself. nes ever had an affinity to people not taking her pic so this is what i got :).n y the heck is the only girl (gays not included) driving us man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9G-RwQXDI/AAAAAAAAAPA/cQOdPTb0Mrc/s320/DSC00005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246490126641552434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this is me. ;)&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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9FJRX8WdI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Dbi-MKnObs4/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9FJRX8WdI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Dbi-MKnObs4/s320/DSC00010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246488116494883282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9GXkVH0xI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/-8q8ccra8T8/s1600-h/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;totally random, this is Ipoh High Cou&lt;/span&gt;rt&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9GXkVH0xI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/-8q8ccra8T8/s320/DSC00012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246489461613122322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;omg the egg tarts..oh the egg tart.. :Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9GXubfTTI/AAAAAAAAAOY/0YZtzFXePsU/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9GXubfTTI/AAAAAAAAAOY/0YZtzFXePsU/s320/DSC00013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246489464324181298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;even more OMG was THE siew pau, all this from the original ipoh white coffee (too k us bout half and hour looking for it...but damn it was worth it :Q)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9GXiwn6bI/AAAAAAAAAOg/IGUFROwJTWU/s1600-h/DSC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9GXiwn6bI/AAAAAAAAAOg/IGUFROwJTWU/s320/DSC00014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246489461191600562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;original ipoh white coffee! taste way way better than the one's you buy here ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9GX0WurbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/V8NN31_Br1Y/s1600-h/DSC00015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9GX0WurbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/V8NN31_Br1Y/s320/DSC00015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246489465914830258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;my er.. lunch not sure what to call it but it was damn tasty... XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9GYOq-GeI/AAAAAAAAAOw/e-qzeJ3IwVQ/s1600-h/DSC00016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9GYOq-GeI/AAAAAAAAAOw/e-qzeJ3IwVQ/s320/DSC00016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246489472979048930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;danny and mund enjoying their meal... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9HjGGaJAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/gqT9Ofh4Wuc/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9HjGGaJAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/gqT9Ofh4Wuc/s320/DSC00022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246490759168402434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9HjYM0kBI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/TmxGW7z1kuk/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;at last a proper pic of me and nes :) or aggy baby (sorry loong) :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9HjYM0kBI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/TmxGW7z1kuk/s320/DSC00023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246490764027138066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ipoh nga choi kai! the nicer one (i think) was closed... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9HjmadoZI/AAAAAAAAAPY/QxZaKcA5nCE/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9HjmadoZI/AAAAAAAAAPY/QxZaKcA5nCE/s320/DSC00025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246490767842451858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;the kai of the nga choi kai :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9Hj3xXIdI/AAAAAAAAAPg/PVIe6L-VtAg/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9Hj3xXIdI/AAAAAAAAAPg/PVIe6L-VtAg/s320/DSC00026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246490772501897682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;we had an awesome pork balls too..wonder why i didn't take a pic of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9HkGkFVVI/AAAAAAAAAPo/puUPq-lZaTo/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9HkGkFVVI/AAAAAAAAAPo/puUPq-lZaTo/s320/DSC00028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246490776472737106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9H6sTVM2I/AAAAAAAAAPw/aPJ44uY-52o/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;lol not often i can get nes in a candid shot but yay!! danny looks like he's cursing, but he is not. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9H6sTVM2I/AAAAAAAAAPw/aPJ44uY-52o/s320/DSC00029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246491164560143202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;we tapaued back salted chicken for our dinner, mund took one, danny took one and johnson..took 5...wow...lols..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so that's that. lols.. damn i WILL MISS YOU GUYS!! hope to god that i can get to london to celebrate if you guys can't come back for summer. haha.. and even if you guys come back i wanna go somewhere for summer!!if not go visit danny in south carolina.. it'll be awesome.. random trip to london!! woot!! heheh. this is it for the first post for the day. another one coming. i was feeling kinda depressed (really i think i am depressed..) but then i saw all this great pics of the 3 out of 4 best friends in my life... (a bit more depressed now that one is leaving again, another leaving..in four days..god..)  damn i gotta count my blessings.. you guys are the best :) you too leng!! tho you are not here... :D&lt;br /&gt;later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 2.15 pm - 16 Sept -&lt;br /&gt;Lifehouse - Sick Cycle Carousel&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/7120848406697086723-5128401521305949926?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/5128401521305949926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=5128401521305949926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/5128401521305949926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/5128401521305949926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-ipoh-trip.html' title='random ipoh trip.. ^^'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SM9Gup-QiNI/AAAAAAAAAO4/IK59DhZPZK0/s72-c/DSC00001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-1361299808762626771</id><published>2008-09-03T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T23:33:29.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blessed are the hearts that can bend....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;hey guys. i need to start posting regularly man..whenever i post it's all randomly jumbled events thats been happening the past week. sry. ^^ and still have not started on my brilliant idea. promise i will soon. maybe tomorrow nite ^^ i'll keep you guys posted.&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; guess where i was thurs last week? i went to court. no shit i did. that is...i fetched my mum there. ah... but what was a grown and responsible woman doing in court you ask? well.. she took a knife and chased my neighbor's cat across the street in the full view of my neighbor and killed it.&lt;br /&gt;and SPCA also wants a piece of her now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol joking actually her clerk didn't pay erh..the company's tax i think.. properly so she got a warning which the clerk ignored (the warning fine was RM50) and then my mum got summoned to court (which she then subsequently paid RM300+ per fine for 4 fines) (idiot clerk)&lt;br /&gt;i think it's against the law but i am not too sure. erm taking pics of the court room. not not paying tax. as in i think taking pics of the court room is against the law but i'm not too sure but here are a few.&lt;br /&gt;the last pic is my mum talking to the judge. ^^ last time my dad went too. haha. and he was very nervous. this time he didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SL91Kwl-51I/AAAAAAAAALg/leGLpTtVmR4/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SL91Kwl-51I/AAAAAAAAALg/leGLpTtVmR4/s320/DSC00084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242037318985901906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SL94TfmZebI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/aWTdac_8ZWw/s1600-h/DSC00085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SL94TfmZebI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/aWTdac_8ZWw/s320/DSC00085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242040767577946546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SL94TYSa7bI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FeQkM5nv1r8/s1600-h/DSC00086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SL94TYSa7bI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FeQkM5nv1r8/s320/DSC00086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242040765615107506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SL94TTwEePI/AAAAAAAAAMg/PRGb6jvhpQU/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SL94TTwEePI/AAAAAAAAAMg/PRGb6jvhpQU/s320/DSC00097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242040764397287666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;pick up stick. i played in church after like 50 years of not playing...&lt;br /&gt;2 &amp;amp; 3. pics of my 1st ever basketball shoes yo!!&lt;br /&gt;4. i brought my gramps out for dim sum the other day. they had this lo mai kai in a pau thing.....lol...&lt;br /&gt;5. i always always forget to take pics of the food before i eat them (note a bite taken off the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; lo mai kai in a pau thing) so this is a pic of whatever that was left of an awesome meal of crabs... one day bring you there ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SL99SRtkqzI/AAAAAAAAANQ/6zGj5Yb0lqQ/s1600-h/DSC00103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SL99SRtkqzI/AAAAAAAAANQ/6zGj5Yb0lqQ/s320/DSC00103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242046244228213554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SL99SkLr_yI/AAAAAAAAANY/JnPEsI9r9TM/s1600-h/DSC00112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SL99SkLr_yI/AAAAAAAAANY/JnPEsI9r9TM/s320/DSC00112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242046249186361122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SL99StWclZI/AAAAAAAAANg/MZNY3IwTy4U/s1600-h/DSC00115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SL99StWclZI/AAAAAAAAANg/MZNY3IwTy4U/s320/DSC00115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242046251647407506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SL97KyvMJ1I/AAAAAAAAANA/BjJ95u1Aw60/s1600-h/DSC00116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SL97KyvMJ1I/AAAAAAAAANA/BjJ95u1Aw60/s320/DSC00116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242043916631156562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SL98yw8vj8I/AAAAAAAAANI/Vr6g4S1Gjz0/s1600-h/DSC00105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SL98yw8vj8I/AAAAAAAAANI/Vr6g4S1Gjz0/s320/DSC00105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242045702857527234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;so thats that. tonite i'm going clubbing. 1st time ever and before you think what a loser jing is man i don't drink(not often anyways) and i certainly don't dance. lol. so why you ask? well...for agnes.. and since she's involved she don't usually gimme choices ^^ and it'll definitely be cool to check it out :)&lt;br /&gt;so that's it for now. i have difficulty sleeping everyday man. feel kinda..lonely? i dunno. life goes on right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'blessed are the hearts that can bend, for they shall never be broken.' - albert camus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"but i wonder, if there's no breaking, then there is no healing. if there's no healing, then there's no learning. if there's no learning, then there's no struggle. struggle's a part of life. so must all heart's be broken?" - lucas scott&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i leave you to ponder that. later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 2.27 pm - 4th Sept -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FM Static - Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-1361299808762626771?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/1361299808762626771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=1361299808762626771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/1361299808762626771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/1361299808762626771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/09/blessed-are-hearts-that-can-bend.html' title='blessed are the hearts that can bend....'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SL91Kwl-51I/AAAAAAAAALg/leGLpTtVmR4/s72-c/DSC00084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-2978965072110310661</id><published>2008-08-26T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T23:36:14.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>H.I.S Youth Camp 08 dll...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;hi everyone! so begins now one of my randomer(?) post. haha. erm. this pic right here is PASSION in Kuala Lumpur man! WOOT! it was awesome. i didn't take pics of the band and all but i did take this one. it was a great night of praising God and the atmosphere was awesome! the speaker, Louie (i'm not too sure whether he's a pastor or not), told a tale of this girl which is so so damn touching. go check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;http://www.268generation.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; to hear the story and to listen to his (Louie's) podcast and stuff. oh and Chris Tomlin rocks dude!!! heheh go find some of his songs, then times it like thrice. that's how it is when it is live :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SLTlhPoV-WI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZOJQSkHV5VQ/s1600-h/DSC00047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SLTlhPoV-WI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZOJQSkHV5VQ/s320/DSC00047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239064625832917346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;PASSION Kuala Lumpur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ok so last weekend i went to H.I.S Church Youth Camp. the first. numero uno. heheh and i had the honour of being in the comittee. ok so i would not have said thatbefore the camp cos it was so so so much work. but praise God all went well (but everything that could go wrong people will go wrong, that's what i've learnt ^^). i'm not much of a picture person as i've said before but here are a few.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;this down here is a pic of the jungle at 6.52 in the morning. how do i know you ask. well. as the program coordinator (aka timekeeper, gamemaster, planner extraordinare etc) i get the honour also of waking a bunch of youths up at 7 in the morning! joy! wow! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SLTr-OQOxVI/AAAAAAAAALQ/HeuHTUhHTt4/s1600-h/DSC00056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SLTr-OQOxVI/AAAAAAAAALQ/HeuHTUhHTt4/s320/DSC00056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239071720749319506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SLTlhjGjizI/AAAAAAAAAKg/_Plpr_Mqxlo/s1600-h/DSC00059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SLTlhjGjizI/AAAAAAAAAKg/_Plpr_Mqxlo/s320/DSC00059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239064631059909426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;this is a pic of a monkey (no idea what kind) that the owner of the place took care of&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SLTlh36VbqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/DicwORkspXg/s1600-h/DSC00062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SLTlh36VbqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/DicwORkspXg/s320/DSC00062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239064636645797538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;on the last day we went flying fox-ing. some of you are thinking so what? well. this river is at least 20 metres across. and this lil tower over here? well its at least 2 stories high. no shit. and when you 'fly' down, you kinda reach the other side in 6 to 7 secs. and when you stop.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SLTubYwrbpI/AAAAAAAAALY/QQezVKcmeRM/s1600-h/DSC00067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SLTubYwrbpI/AAAAAAAAALY/QQezVKcmeRM/s320/DSC00067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239074420809232018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SLTliC2fBPI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Cwvs_Vqiuz4/s1600-h/DSC00063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SLTliC2fBPI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Cwvs_Vqiuz4/s320/DSC00063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239064639582438642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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and i talked to a mechanic bout my car. he said it'll take 20k ++ to get it right. i'll just go kill myself now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 2.13 p.m -&lt;br /&gt;- 27 Aug -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Republic - Come Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-2978965072110310661?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ee9d4d42eb73e611&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/2978965072110310661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=2978965072110310661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-3559884192212494968</id><published>2008-08-16T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T06:00:49.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a guy  on a train with no plans...nope stil no plans..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yo everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;danny&lt;/span&gt; dude i just saw the pics and they are a damn cool! especially this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SKbCRHHxDeI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_ULJVcXVpf8/s1600-h/n555475167_1173151_9224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SKbCRHHxDeI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_ULJVcXVpf8/s320/n555475167_1173151_9224.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235085216089968098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;check out that face yo lol hahahah its all worth it man the half an hour stuck in that room waiting for you while you check out the new shoe which you bought and then never come up to be surprised how could you man you know we sweated damn alot grrr!!! hahahah.. anyways happy 19th man!!&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, think it's finally time to move on. i loved you and we did good together. but no never again.  i was talking to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wesley &lt;/span&gt;the other day and i told him how different it is with his and my generation (he's my great friend inn church just married last year) and i ask him how come he never hold &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mellisa's &lt;/span&gt;hand or waist when they were walking and stuff. then he ask me how do i usually treat my gfs. haha i told him with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;esther &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;agnes &lt;/span&gt;both there were alot of holding hands, kissing on the cheek that kinda stuff. he said WOAH. haha. and then when i told &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wes &lt;/span&gt;bout my kissing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;esther &lt;/span&gt;and our pda-in, i got this weird sensation man. went home, did some soul searching and i realized how much i really miss her. miss especially kissing her on the cheek spontaneously for no apparent reason whatsoever. just. peck. smile. hehe. damn i really miss that. guess this will be my final post about you. i started this blog basicaly to vent and to let you know how i really feel when i don't say it to you. this blog has been so much more. this will be my last post bout you, remember the cai hong post? you told me you cried after. huh. anyways, so thats that. i promised you i'll always be here. but you know only a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt; a friend. no more cuddling and other stuff. i'll be here for your emotional support and i always will be. you were really special and if i ever get another gf, she'll have to do one better than you.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be going nottingham to study engineering if they accept me. hope they do. god knows &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mund &lt;/span&gt;needs someone to protect him from his big buff bald black dudes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of on my way home the other day i saw this cool van, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;danny and xiang&lt;/span&gt; were with me in me car. i followed it from the traffic light outside dj high. lol then i accelerated so i could be level to his car so danny could take a pic. this is waht came out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;then i think the dude noticed that we were tailing him sorta he went faster then realized could not shake us he went inot shell (formerly known as projet). i went in with him and then he zoomed off!! haha we were loling so hard the car was shaking. i thjink the dude was scared man. hahahhaha.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SKbKQGLbj7I/AAAAAAAAAKI/f7IMGD_Uku8/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SKbKQGLbj7I/AAAAAAAAAKI/f7IMGD_Uku8/s320/DSC00045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235093994750054322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;anyways &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;thats all i have for now. am sick. my poor tonsils. snif.. hehe. later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 9 pm -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashtar Command - Into Dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-3559884192212494968?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/3559884192212494968/comments/default' title='Post 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(geddit? :D)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;my parents got this in their mail and it's giler hilarious man. in lieu of the recent blogger arrests, take this you government you!!! grrr!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-da740061e7893c12" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dda740061e7893c12%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330309363%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6B21E092B3D78EDEF3DAF1F59772B824E5C545DA.331C6993F1FFB2EEE59AEDB74D66F616D3BBF80E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dda740061e7893c12%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7xg9xYlZtMd_wgO7KWs1Nj4i3Ck&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dda740061e7893c12%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330309363%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6B21E092B3D78EDEF3DAF1F59772B824E5C545DA.331C6993F1FFB2EEE59AEDB74D66F616D3BBF80E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dda740061e7893c12%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7xg9xYlZtMd_wgO7KWs1Nj4i3Ck&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;and obviously this is a joke so don't take it seriously if you do you are lame and lifeless :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;-&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jing- 5.22 p.m -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- 8 Aug 08 (Olympics yo!) -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Barry Manilow - Can't Smile Without You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-5078702298466217792?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=da740061e7893c12&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/5078702298466217792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=5078702298466217792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/5078702298466217792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/5078702298466217792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-mca-geddit-d.html' title='Why MCA? (geddit? :D)'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-1710313336963157459</id><published>2008-08-04T10:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T11:04:17.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>perhentian trip 24 July - 26 July 08...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PERHENTIAN!! this time last year i went to Redang and i gotta say that Perhentian was better in terms of wildlife and the water was so so blue!! the scenery (you geddit? with the Ang Mo's and all) was beautiful and the people that work here are really really nice and generous and tanned and i even met a girl from Germany who settled down there cause she has a boyfriend there. wow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am not the best photographer and i rarely take any but here's a few i did take :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SJc-S5vNbGI/AAAAAAAAAJY/YG7AoKnPcfQ/s1600-h/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230717986671520866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SJc-S5vNbGI/AAAAAAAAAJY/YG7AoKnPcfQ/s320/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; we took an overnight train (12+ friggin hours) there and we went premium yo (lol) (means we bought&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tix that gives us a bunk whch is not bad at all):D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is mine (note kicks and bag at the back) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SJc-S1WmFEI/AAAAAAAAAJg/eIGqPXUaUvg/s1600-h/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230717985494537282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SJc-S1WmFEI/AAAAAAAAAJg/eIGqPXUaUvg/s320/DSC00008.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;down the aisle with the rest of the other people like us :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SJc-TIfUHtI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-BXPoC8Ga9M/s1600-h/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230717990631382738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SJc-TIfUHtI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-BXPoC8Ga9M/s320/DSC00009.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oli on top (sleeping) &amp;amp; Ping at the bottom (doing what? i think that's Jie's pillow...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SJc-TRQCJrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/sOc0vKjCgL8/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230717992983209650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SJc-TRQCJrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/sOc0vKjCgL8/s320/DSC00011.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jie's not pretty nuff to appear in the pic (jk dude :D) note the butt ugly water here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SJc7vGMYV2I/AAAAAAAAAIw/ZLAixhu6IVY/s1600-h/DSC00016.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230715172516550498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SJc7vGMYV2I/AAAAAAAAAIw/ZLAixhu6IVY/s320/DSC00016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt; the top of our ferry! (taken on the day we came) me, Wai Onn &amp;amp; Jie sat on top most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;of the way to Perhentain Kecil (&amp;amp; that was totally awesome!), there are pics of us doing that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but it's on Jie &amp;amp; Ping's blog ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230715176502592642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SJc7vVCuhII/AAAAAAAAAI4/8Tvzxwj-8BQ/s320/DSC00012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;did not realise Ping was in this pic till i saw THIS pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230715180990716898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SJc7vlwx2-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/0r60wxlNGSc/s320/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the beach on the sleepy morning...calm, serene, beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230715187773564562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SJc7v_B75pI/AAAAAAAAAJI/jbjFvhe7WSg/s320/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The SEA IS B.E.A.U.tiful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230715187736932002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SJc7v-5M7qI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/kvR-F_OCpEM/s320/DSC00014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;waves all splashing during our ride there (sea was pretty choppy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230712489002442642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SJc5S5Uwn5I/AAAAAAAAAII/bPFb_q-49ec/s320/DSC00027.JPG" border="0" /&gt; on our way home, Wai Onn (our resident Perhentian &amp;amp; snorkelling/diving extraordinare) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in yellow, Ping and Jie looks like they just fought&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;(actually &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;no but we've been waiting fer the stewpid ferry all emo due to lack of sleep ^^) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SJc5TMl8-DI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/u39NxooYcw4/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230712494174828594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SJc5TMl8-DI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/u39NxooYcw4/s320/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oli on the floor trying to sleep lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SJc5TFB0RGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/untKkU-Zb30/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230712492144215138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SJc5TFB0RGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/untKkU-Zb30/s320/DSC00023.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the distance is my hotel and look at the beautiful sea!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SJc5TbiI_mI/AAAAAAAAAIg/KnAP6CZzTZA/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230712498185371234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SJc5TbiI_mI/AAAAAAAAAIg/KnAP6CZzTZA/s320/DSC00022.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the jetty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SJc5TsFS0hI/AAAAAAAAAIo/LyFCD7qBd9g/s1600-h/DSC00020.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230712502627783186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SJc5TsFS0hI/AAAAAAAAAIo/LyFCD7qBd9g/s320/DSC00020.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;fishies bellow the jetty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Perhentian was totally awesome. saw some pretty girls there (somehow always referring to the pretty ones as chicks seems demeaning) and we went snorkelling like crazy. 1st day - snorkelling. 2nd day - snorkelling. i did not put sun block on a square patch of my back &amp;amp; i got burnt badly there ^^ i learnt to trow a frisbee proper and how to dive down into the sea ^^. i saw sharks and a HUGE ASS turtle bout the size of my torso and my head put together. we did take some underwater pics but not sure how they turned out. maybe you guys can go try at nigel's blog. :) more importantly, i went with some realy really cool people and we had shit loads of fun (though i am sorry that i tiang lampu Jie &amp;amp; Ping, sorry guys ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;-jing- 1.40 a.m -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;-5 Aug 08 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;OTH Season 2 Soundtrack - Holiday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-1710313336963157459?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/1710313336963157459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=1710313336963157459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/1710313336963157459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/1710313336963157459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/08/perhentian-trip-24-july-26-july-08.html' title='perhentian trip 24 July - 26 July 08...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SJc-S5vNbGI/AAAAAAAAAJY/YG7AoKnPcfQ/s72-c/DSC00007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-5025024080967068062</id><published>2008-07-30T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T22:11:18.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lol..silent blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;sups yo..so my blog has been pretty silent for awhile now..yea. since i stopped working i have not bee online. at the moment blogging from blitz. which is so wierd i might add. (the guy next to me kept giving me weird looks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i have not been chattig to people i narmally talk to online. and life seems bleaker now that i don't have my daily dose of humour(lolcat etc). oh my god i am turning into an internet person....is that possible? :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so before i get anymore looks from your's truly the person next to me ill get outta here. lol. hope i get to blog soon. got a few pics from perhentian. and my kitty so hold up it's coming!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 1.06 p.m -&lt;br /&gt;- 31(BASKIN ROBBINS!) July -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay Chou - Dandelion's Promise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-5025024080967068062?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/5025024080967068062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=5025024080967068062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/5025024080967068062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/5025024080967068062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/07/lolsilent-blog.html' title='lol..silent blog...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-1394820776739195420</id><published>2008-07-15T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T19:47:04.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unopened letter to the world...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;hey you. yes you. don't do that. you know it's not fair after all the times that we've been thru. after all the pain you've caused. don't do that. it's not fair that you say the things you say and want to do the things we did last time. really. you know how much it sucked? you know how much it hurt? no you don't. none of you do. so forget it. just..forget it. i will not be a third leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of pent up feelings&lt;br /&gt;of words that are there&lt;br /&gt;but never be spoken&lt;br /&gt;of kisses that meant something&lt;br /&gt;of those that don't&lt;br /&gt;of those that will mean something&lt;br /&gt;and of those that's yet to be given&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling no need but sorry and meant not it you are why damn it i you we hope but you then besides again tell want so i much you but friends meaningless broken keep hope day will sigh beautiful you smile it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click Five - Empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-1394820776739195420?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/1394820776739195420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=1394820776739195420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/1394820776739195420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/1394820776739195420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/07/unopened-letter-to-world.html' title='unopened letter to the world...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-1867526856957023489</id><published>2008-07-08T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T04:44:05.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>do's and don'ts with babies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;heres a few absolutely hilarious picsi found on the net..oh my lord it is rotflmao funny...my sides are aching at work when i saw it. absolutely hilarious. theres more go find using google :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SHNP3q7Qo0I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MegB9oqGXA0/s1600-h/airhornbaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SHNP3q7Qo0I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MegB9oqGXA0/s320/airhornbaby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220604210886779714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SHNP4Cb4RwI/AAAAAAAAAFo/69ckDld6-wU/s1600-h/babyex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SHNP4Cb4RwI/AAAAAAAAAFo/69ckDld6-wU/s320/babyex.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220604217197610754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SHNP4ziM2QI/AAAAAAAAAFw/NzpQ5WKYXpU/s1600-h/calming+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SHNP4ziM2QI/AAAAAAAAAFw/NzpQ5WKYXpU/s320/calming+baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220604230377462018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-jing-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-1867526856957023489?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/1867526856957023489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=1867526856957023489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/1867526856957023489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/1867526856957023489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/07/dos-and-donts-with-babies.html' title='do&apos;s and don&apos;ts with babies...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SHNP3q7Qo0I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MegB9oqGXA0/s72-c/airhornbaby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-7141935850518749171</id><published>2008-07-06T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T19:42:35.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my birthday!</title><content type='html'>so i've got great friends. really. thx alot alot really for coming and surprising me man guys really really appreciate it ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thx alot also everyone who remembered and wished me :) one day we go makan. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 10.39 am -&lt;br /&gt;- 7 July -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellowcard - Light Up The Sky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-7141935850518749171?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/7141935850518749171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=7141935850518749171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/7141935850518749171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/7141935850518749171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-birthday.html' title='my birthday!'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-9192581284651179276</id><published>2008-07-02T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:05:15.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the freshmen - the verve pipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;oh my god this song is unbelievable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; freaking nice. its too much for words. go check it out. you'll understand. here's the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; 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 &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When I was young I knew everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She a punk who rarely ever took advice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now I'm guilt stricken,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sobbing with my head on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Stop a baby's breath and a shoe full of rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't be held responsible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She was touching her face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I won't be held responsible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She fell in love in the first place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For the life of me I cannot remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What made us think that we were wise and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'd never compromise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For the life of me I cannot believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'd ever die for these sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We were merely freshmen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My best friend took a week's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Vacation to forget her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; His girl took a weeks's worth of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Valium and slept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And now he's guilt stricken sobbing with his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Head on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Thinks about her now and how he never really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Wept he says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't be held responsible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She was touching her face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I won't be held responsible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She fell in love in the first place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For the life of me I cannot remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What made us think that we were wise and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'd never compromise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For the life of me I cannot believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'd ever die for these sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We were merely freshmen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; hey yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; hey yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; hey yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We've tried to wash our hands of all this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We never talk of our lacking relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And how we're guilt stricken sobbing with our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Heads on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We fell through the ice when we tried not to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Slip, we'd say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't be held responsible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She was touching her face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I won't be held responsible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She fell in love in the first place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For the life of me I cannot remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What made us think that we were wise and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'd never compromise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For the life of me I cannot believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'd ever die for these sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We were merely freshmen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For the life of me I cannot remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What made us think that we were wise and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'd never compromise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For the life of me I cannot believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'd ever die for these sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We were merely freshmen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We were merely freshmen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;not sure if you need me to translate. but here it is. the writers best friend broke off with his girl. the best friend then moved on. she could not take it so she killed herself. the writer somehow is?or feels responsible..it talks bout mistakes and wrong choices that can not ever be undone. about the present that can go so wrong in one blink of an eye and a future that was meant to be but because of it..about how we are just trying to be kids in a complicated and dark world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;-jing- 11.18 am -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;- 2 July -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The Verve Pipe - The Freshman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-9192581284651179276?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/9192581284651179276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=9192581284651179276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/9192581284651179276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/9192581284651179276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/07/freshmen-verve-pipe.html' title='the freshmen - the verve pipe'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-6612049576814050258</id><published>2008-06-29T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:16:32.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ipoh/cameron/mywrist  trip ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here's some pics from ipoh..&lt;/span&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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhPKiUlFOI/AAAAAAAAADA/x3Y6BqNCXMI/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhPKiUlFOI/AAAAAAAAADA/x3Y6BqNCXMI/s200/DSC00029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217507210739127522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ipoh dim sum!!&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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhPKhhv6LI/AAAAAAAAAC4/I7fUNk10OY8/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhPKhhv6LI/AAAAAAAAAC4/I7fUNk10OY8/s200/DSC00028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217507210525927602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;original white coffee you fakers!!&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhPLEICl4I/AAAAAAAAADI/a7m39pmvlaw/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhPLEICl4I/AAAAAAAAADI/a7m39pmvlaw/s200/DSC00030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217507219813341058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;where my bro once stepped into a drain full of shit (figuratively) when the cover broke ;)&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhQswNjJdI/AAAAAAAAADg/j-dehgX8wSM/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhQswNjJdI/AAAAAAAAADg/j-dehgX8wSM/s200/DSC00031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217508898094917074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that's how tall their parking metres are lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in cameron..&lt;/span&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/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhPLusep9I/AAAAAAAAADY/8Zk1H_R2Lo4/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhPLusep9I/AAAAAAAAADY/8Zk1H_R2Lo4/s200/DSC00032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217507231240464338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at tea plantation (forgot name but not Boh) apologies for finishing fud then took pic :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhS_Tn6gWI/AAAAAAAAADo/-ZPvnyMQNrI/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhS_Tn6gWI/AAAAAAAAADo/-ZPvnyMQNrI/s200/DSC00043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217511415861641570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cactus valley mascott (masscot?masccot?if fergot how to spell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhS_74D0mI/AAAAAAAAADw/mDVR03m1VmU/s1600-h/DSC00052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhS_74D0mI/AAAAAAAAADw/mDVR03m1VmU/s200/DSC00052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217511426666779234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;apples my preeetiiii (in cactus valley, most of you'll never see it :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhTAIa8BxI/AAAAAAAAAD4/JYLAT15ofqE/s1600-h/DSC00063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhTAIa8BxI/AAAAAAAAAD4/JYLAT15ofqE/s200/DSC00063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217511430034294546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;really? no kidding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhTAdbGZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/xxF5W8aqaFk/s1600-h/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhTAdbGZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/xxF5W8aqaFk/s200/DSC00193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217511435672118290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhTAdOTFII/AAAAAAAAAEI/dFPzVSTtprQ/s1600-h/DSC00194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhTAdOTFII/AAAAAAAAAEI/dFPzVSTtprQ/s200/DSC00194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217511435618423938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;great views of Boh plantation going up Mt Brinchang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhVP5nj4eI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/rqe5o9ZcAYc/s1600-h/DSC00205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhVP5nj4eI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/rqe5o9ZcAYc/s200/DSC00205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217513899961868770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the observation tower(?) at mt brinchang's peak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhVQmq9LLI/AAAAAAAAAEY/S7XCKF4DUCo/s1600-h/DSC00209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhVQmq9LLI/AAAAAAAAAEY/S7XCKF4DUCo/s200/DSC00209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217513912055704754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;up in the tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhVRWB7gcI/AAAAAAAAAEg/WBiyXo-2pFE/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhVRWB7gcI/AAAAAAAAAEg/WBiyXo-2pFE/s200/DSC00220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217513924768530882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and my sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhVSaWVuGI/AAAAAAAAAEo/siObhEPeWqQ/s1600-h/DSC00222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhVSaWVuGI/AAAAAAAAAEo/siObhEPeWqQ/s200/DSC00222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217513943107745890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;another view (it's bout four stories tall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhXndnYKpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/T-ZZDQbhaHE/s1600-h/DSC00047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhXndnYKpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/T-ZZDQbhaHE/s200/DSC00047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217516503785024146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhXoVBey5I/AAAAAAAAAFA/w0AVgT-Mh3w/s1600-h/DSC00064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhXoVBey5I/AAAAAAAAAFA/w0AVgT-Mh3w/s200/DSC00064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217516518658460562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhXoyAsDMI/AAAAAAAAAFI/bqtvDoGnHZg/s1600-h/DSC00167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhXoyAsDMI/AAAAAAAAAFI/bqtvDoGnHZg/s200/DSC00167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217516526439763138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhXp0YnCiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Zgq7OYnuFOQ/s1600-h/DSC00229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhXp0YnCiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Zgq7OYnuFOQ/s200/DSC00229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217516544256838178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;random pics ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i had a blast. who knew cameron could have killer fud too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-6612049576814050258?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6612049576814050258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=6612049576814050258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/6612049576814050258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/6612049576814050258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/06/ipohcameronmywrist-trip.html' title='ipoh/cameron/mywrist  trip ;)'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SGhPKiUlFOI/AAAAAAAAADA/x3Y6BqNCXMI/s72-c/DSC00029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-2740387439342091713</id><published>2008-06-29T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T19:41:12.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>there is only one tree hill...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;i watched 4 episodes of season 5(yea i know outdated) yesterday and i gotta say..if there was ever a tv show that affected me as a person(weird I KNOW), OTH will be the one. i mean, i got addicted to it in high school and i didn't stop since. it's a great great series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th season, everyone's grown up. yea with jobs and all. it's like, i can relate to that, cos, hell man you know i miss my friends. i wish we were back in high school, where the world was simpler, it was easier to live in then. all grown up. and i thought, it's damn cool that they're still such great friends still you know? they went separate ways (albeit still in the same continent). and i can't help but think...will we be like that when we graduate and have kids and live a life so bz we can't see each other anymore? will the ties we created and strengthened, this bond that we have with each other, will we always always have each others backs? i lost A LOT OF SLEEP cos of this last night. really. thinking bout everyone going their own separate ways, thinking bout wasted time, bout not catching up with one another (yes i feel damn guity bout Andrew). and God i don't want this to ever end man, bein a kid i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in oth, there's alot of questions (i don't know how to translate persoalan lol). i mean, brooke is rich and famous and she's damn unhappy, so is peyton but they are doing what they enjoy most while the guys (fergie, skills, mouth) they are but broke most of the time but they are happy. i guess i thought well, when i have a good job will i be happy? if my friends are all over the place it'll never be the same. never. and you know you guys will someday leave malaysia for good. yes you know it and that sux. i will someday too i guess if God wills it. i don't know, i guess..i want to be a kid you know? i want us to stay close friends. i want to love my job. i want to graduate and work hard. i want my parents to be proud. i want God to be proud. i want to achieve something, to be a somebody who will affect lives of people, not just a 9 to 5 job. i want to live everyday knowing there's not much more i can do in that one day to make it more fulfilling. i want to spend the rest of my life loving some one who will love me as much as i do her. i want to learn music, to write it and to change lives with it. i want to stay fit and live a healthy life. i want ann evo2 i can go to track days with. i want to live comfortably, not rich. i want so much more than what i have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lucas: There are moments in our lives when we find ourselves at a crossroad, afraid, confused, without a roadmap. The choices we make in those moments can define the rest of our days. Of course when faced with the unknown, most of us prefer to turn around and go back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 11.55 pm -&lt;br /&gt;- 29 June -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Brickman - Lake Erie Rainfall (an awesome song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-2740387439342091713?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/2740387439342091713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=2740387439342091713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/2740387439342091713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/2740387439342091713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/06/there-is-only-one-tree-hill.html' title='there is only one tree hill...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-5516796784345359605</id><published>2008-06-26T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T23:04:45.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the games that play us..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;the following are probably the most important AND unanswerable questions in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;why do women drive the way they drive :D?(though there ARE great ones out there (TG July))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;why when you wash a pair of socks (gloves etc) only one emerges from the machine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;and what happened to the other sock?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;why doesn't that happen to clothing that doesn't come in pairs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;lol...but seriously..i have been thinking bout some other questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;God is all-powerful and all. noted. but if He was all that, why create human knowing all they'll do is break your heart and stomp on the pieces?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;everything is er..destined? or fated? right? which means we don't actually do anything that will affect anything anyway even if it's our free will (cos it was already planned see? we are just reading the script) (daym confusing). so lets say God's plan is for mankind to sin, cos God can't be wrong and of he's always right, then His plans always turn out (so His plan IS for us to sin). then how come we get sent to hell for doing what he planned?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;in the Bible (i can't quote, bad at verses) it was written that Judas will betray Jesus. so if it was planned that the Saviour will die cos of him, is it Judas' fault? then does he deserve hell? (if he went of course)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;so if everything was planned and stuff, doesn't that blow up the greatest gift mankind has (free will, you nincompoops :D)? so what does our free will amount to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;what happens to those who never hear of the gospel? do they go to hell? granted there was original sin and all. but they have NEVER heard of Christ's redeeming love. what happens to them? cos according to scripture..they'll go to hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;i don't mean to shoot down Christianity or anything. far from it. i mean if don't ask, then you'll never grow man guys so lighten up aight? and anyways. i heard this from ben, m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; friend who goes BSF. they were discussing it during their sessions and it hit me hard enough to want to put it in words. can mail me or comment i suppose. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 2.01 pm -&lt;br /&gt;-27 June -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellowcard - City of Devils&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-5516796784345359605?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/5516796784345359605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=5516796784345359605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/5516796784345359605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/5516796784345359605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/06/games-that-play-us.html' title='the games that play us..'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-1452740846532028798</id><published>2008-06-24T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T22:29:02.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you..me..the moon..</title><content type='html'>sleep love sleep,&lt;br /&gt;in sleep you will find,&lt;br /&gt;in sleep i can see you,&lt;br /&gt;as i'd wish you'd me,&lt;br /&gt;in sleep i can see you clearly,&lt;br /&gt;in sleep you'd find,&lt;br /&gt;in sleep i will soothe,&lt;br /&gt;and stil and keep,&lt;br /&gt;in darkness i can give you,&lt;br /&gt;what i can never in light,&lt;br /&gt;in darkness i can be,&lt;br /&gt;your angel in the night,&lt;br /&gt;in it you'll be safe,&lt;br /&gt;in it you'll think of me,&lt;br /&gt;in it i'll reach out to you,&lt;br /&gt;in it so will you me,&lt;br /&gt;in it,&lt;br /&gt;sleep in the dark of night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-in darkness sleepless-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 12.37 am - 25/06/08 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I Am - Leona Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-1452740846532028798?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/1452740846532028798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=1452740846532028798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/1452740846532028798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/1452740846532028798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-me-moon.html' title='you..me..the moon..'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-3527739442675568503</id><published>2008-06-22T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T21:54:22.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shards of clay hearts...</title><content type='html'>questions, uncertainties,&lt;br /&gt;my heart broken,&lt;br /&gt;by you, the shards strewn,&lt;br /&gt;parts still missing,&lt;br /&gt;some i'll never get back,&lt;br /&gt;darkness, unending,&lt;br /&gt;in this journey,&lt;br /&gt;even though i hurt,&lt;br /&gt;i can never hate,&lt;br /&gt;can't say it,&lt;br /&gt;the three that i used to,&lt;br /&gt;pain, darkness, futility,&lt;br /&gt;some never to be found,&lt;br /&gt;some lost,&lt;br /&gt;most never come back,&lt;br /&gt;questions why and if,&lt;br /&gt;why did you?&lt;br /&gt;if only i'd...&lt;br /&gt;yet you cry,&lt;br /&gt;yet you cry,&lt;br /&gt;unable to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;your face cradled in tears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Shards Of Clay Hearts-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-3527739442675568503?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/3527739442675568503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=3527739442675568503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/3527739442675568503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/3527739442675568503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/06/shards-of-clay-hearts.html' title='shards of clay hearts...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-6980492868565676215</id><published>2008-06-18T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T19:28:48.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>there is no charge for awesomeness...or for attractiveness..</title><content type='html'>(the above must be said in a clint eastwood-ish voice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol if you haven't seen kung fu panda. then go man. it was awesome. and i know by now 3/4 of malaysia would have. lol. it was awesome man.. like rotflmao funny. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 10.19 am - 19 june 08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-6980492868565676215?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6980492868565676215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=6980492868565676215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/6980492868565676215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/6980492868565676215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/06/there-is-no-charge-foe-awesomenessor.html' title='there is no charge for awesomeness...or for attractiveness..'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-4531745482517166956</id><published>2008-06-18T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T02:58:53.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mercedes Benz W201 190e 2.5 16v Evolution 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SFjcE-tb7vI/AAAAAAAAABw/Sqk14yhKq5M/s1600-h/evo2+back+2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SFjcE-tb7vI/AAAAAAAAABw/Sqk14yhKq5M/s320/evo2+back+2.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213158546792509170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SFjcFWYFXtI/AAAAAAAAAB4/DiCJUpqaGPU/s1600-h/evo2+front+2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SFjcFWYFXtI/AAAAAAAAAB4/DiCJUpqaGPU/s320/evo2+front+2.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213158553145401042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SFjcFQZH05I/AAAAAAAAACA/eE_1P8saE4g/s1600-h/evo2+front+3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SFjcFQZH05I/AAAAAAAAACA/eE_1P8saE4g/s320/evo2+front+3.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213158551539143570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SFjcFvoA2aI/AAAAAAAAACI/fwAXFtMKFIs/s1600-h/evo2+side.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SFjcFvoA2aI/AAAAAAAAACI/fwAXFtMKFIs/s320/evo2+side.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213158559923100066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day i swear i'll own this or make my 190e just like it, looks and performance...beautiful..simply beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 6.00 pm -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-4531745482517166956?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/4531745482517166956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=4531745482517166956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/4531745482517166956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/4531745482517166956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/06/mercedes-benz-w201-190e-25-16v.html' title='Mercedes Benz W201 190e 2.5 16v Evolution 2'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SFjcE-tb7vI/AAAAAAAAABw/Sqk14yhKq5M/s72-c/evo2+back+2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-4876696637479106154</id><published>2008-06-17T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T19:28:11.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>god grant me kehones...</title><content type='html'>ok so life is getting pretty monotonous now. need to do something with my life. for one..i'm contemplatin quitting my job and go study full time (wow i must be pretty  bored with work). maybe engineering in Nottingham U. they definitely wwould not accept me based on my a lev results.. so i might have to do foundations there. ohmygawd. or i can stick to the original plan (CIMA blablabla). considering that i work in an accounting firm this is actually not very appealing anymore. where do i go man now? maybe i shuld not go notts to study..maybe should do locally (by which i mean in PJ)..and my mum can't bear it if i'm away from home. but i love campus life. daym. we'll see. for now just..day in day out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how when you have a pretty lousy day and one person's smile will make all the difference? yea..i'm pretty enamoured with this girl's smile. first time i met her i was like woah what a smile!! and stunn for 5 secs. ok not actually cos that time i was still with esther but now yea. and god what a smile.. it like lit up her face and god..just..woah...and she's all that and not just a pretty face to look at :) but it's just a smile man. we are barely friends. haha. maybe that should change, with me having more balls to talk and stuff. lol. got any good ideas? anyways.. it's just a smile (but what a smile it is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all those who love humour, check this site out. it is THE BOMB. really ;D&lt;br /&gt;http://www.illwillpress.com/vault.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i'm the lord and master,&lt;br /&gt; you all are bastards,&lt;br /&gt; worship me ori'llstabyoureyestilltheybleed,&lt;br /&gt; i'm the lord and master."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Squirrel Songs III&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 10.26 am - 18/06/07 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step Up - Time To Dance (pretty diff from my old recommendations but if you watched Step Up this is pretty daym good)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-4876696637479106154?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/4876696637479106154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=4876696637479106154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/4876696637479106154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/4876696637479106154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/06/god-grant-me-kehones.html' title='god grant me kehones...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-1211045033463857465</id><published>2008-06-16T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T04:20:11.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>end of a work day...</title><content type='html'>daym tired....nuff said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea as if..lol..so i like photostated 200 (exageration obviously, but not far from truth) cheques today..stood at the photocopier for a good hour and a half. champion. if this is life after CIMA..hell man i ain't taking CIMA..obviously accounting is not for the faint of heart. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday nite i wantched the HULK. wow. so much CGI. lol. all in all a good movie. i mean what can go wrong? guy (me) goes to watch a movie with two freaking big dude who obviously overloaded on steroids smash each other in the Big Apple thus reducing it to a pile of rubble with an estimated damage cost going into billions of usd. not to meantion Liv Tyler (and there was a scene where she wore white and she went into the rain...u do the math) doing waht she does best (what does she do best???) . whats not to like? lol. well..i don't like the other big ugly dude. really. he was fugly before he turned and after he turned. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this cool place called mage cafe next to atria behind formerly known as jelutong presently known as syed abu. what doss one do there? well for starters one plays BOARD GAMES!!uhuh. like f'real man yo. lol. we went there last nite and played something to do with train lines in the u.s game first. then we played Betrayal At The House On A Hill. lol. both totally weird but was super cool. lol. and there was a kitten there (i swear to God next time i'll have one just like it, nothing else will do) who is sooooooo mutha freaking cute!! white fur and all. soooo cute!!! grrr... so if you are bored and need something to do.. check out mage cafe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats all for the rant now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SFZLgLb3tkI/AAAAAAAAABo/L7yPKxatMuM/s1600-h/rockbottom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SFZLgLb3tkI/AAAAAAAAABo/L7yPKxatMuM/s400/rockbottom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212436634925512258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll know it when you reach it..really.. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 7.16p.m - 16/06/08 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream A Little Dream of Me (the original)(has to be THE WORDT SONG in the history of mankind) - Artist?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-1211045033463857465?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/1211045033463857465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=1211045033463857465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/1211045033463857465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/1211045033463857465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/06/end-of-work-day.html' title='end of a work day...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SFZLgLb3tkI/AAAAAAAAABo/L7yPKxatMuM/s72-c/rockbottom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-8875275287420763694</id><published>2008-06-13T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T19:11:30.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fa Kin Su Pah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SFJNEcJ3i2I/AAAAAAAAABY/eMge86qiCxI/s1600-h/chinesein5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SFJNEcJ3i2I/AAAAAAAAABY/eMge86qiCxI/s400/chinesein5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211312457493482338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg this has to be THE funniest thing i've read online..i was loling while eating my doughnut...farking farnee.....LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 6.34 pm - 13/06/07 - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marie Digby - Beauty In Walking Away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-8875275287420763694?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/8875275287420763694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=8875275287420763694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/8875275287420763694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/8875275287420763694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/06/omg-this-has-to-be-funniest-thing-ive.html' title='Fa Kin Su Pah...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B4nk8hGpDEA/SFJNEcJ3i2I/AAAAAAAAABY/eMge86qiCxI/s72-c/chinesein5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-7252845230316157053</id><published>2008-06-12T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T20:14:58.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch...my bum hurts...</title><content type='html'>i took two days off work!! ^^ tues and wed..felt so good man..how the heck am i gonna work next time if i always think of holidays..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last night i played futbol with the..erh..danny's church ppl gang..sry man i forgot the name of you church. haha. then there was this girl playing with us. and i sorta like almost ran into her (at full acceleration and that's pretty fast when i play ball) and i jumped outta the ways and crashed!! like crashed really..like slid 5 feet after the crash sorta crash!!! landed on my bum, slid bout a feet or two on my right side then rolled the rest of the way.. now my right elbow and knee got like carpet burns..and my ass (right cheek) really hurt..haha so lebammed man..lol. should have been more careful. :) it's by no way your fault k so not blaming you or anything ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played cod4 ytd again after a month or two!!woot!!haha..yea lifeless.. well this is life for me..trying not to worry too much and just..live you know? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;danny!!why do you hafta go man..sniff. haha.. damn it man bra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the plan now is back packing!! any ideas where to and more importantly..how to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 11.30 pm - 13 June 08 -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-7252845230316157053?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/7252845230316157053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=7252845230316157053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/7252845230316157053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/7252845230316157053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/06/ouchmy-bum-hurts.html' title='ouch...my bum hurts...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-6786885392843472293</id><published>2008-06-08T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T19:29:52.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to the happily married couple, may you find bliss in marriage..</title><content type='html'>my beloved big sis got married on friday!! lol.  so no more crazy stuff for you no more driving mad like me and stuff. haha. anyways here's wishing you a prosperous (*ahem* you know what i mean ;)), happy and blessed married life!! may you get loads of kids (2 or 3 preferably since you love kidz) and Mr Han you take care of my big sis well!! feed her proper and don't let her drive so fast!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and since you live so near now..i'll crash soon there..not in the 1st month or two you guys..er..bz..so it'll be next time haha. *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i've talk to my parents and my dad pledged 5k for my current car. wow. not bad too. maybe get him to put in 1 extra. lol. and if i save up 3 months i can get 2 or 3. wow. thats almost 10. WOW. lol. sounds good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good to hear you are back man mund. god knows what you are doing in aus here i can keep an eye on you. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 10.28 am - 09/06/08 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellowcard - Shadows And Regrets&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-6786885392843472293?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6786885392843472293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=6786885392843472293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/6786885392843472293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/6786885392843472293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/06/to-happily-married-couple-may-you-find.html' title='to the happily married couple, may you find bliss in marriage..'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-1045622093625405727</id><published>2008-06-04T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T22:38:09.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lolspeak..i finali dscovr waht it iz..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/funny-pictures-rat-kitten-food-chain-wrong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/funny-pictures-rat-kitten-food-chain-wrong.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/funny-pictures-basement-cat-clw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/funny-pictures-basement-cat-clw.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what i do when i'm bored in the office ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 1.35 pm - 05/06/08 -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-1045622093625405727?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/1045622093625405727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=1045622093625405727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/1045622093625405727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/1045622093625405727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/06/lolspeaki-finali-dscovr-waht-it-iz.html' title='lolspeak..i finali dscovr waht it iz..'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-8789805428983264264</id><published>2008-06-04T19:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T04:24:25.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>snifff.....why petrol why....</title><content type='html'>ok so effective 12 a.m today fuel goes to RM2.40 a litre. fuck. lols. damn you government (i mean this in the nicest way possible so don't throw me in like petra ;) ). how the heck are we gonna survive? cycle? please man. if this continues likely there'll be another election soon (not a threat just..stating facts..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note..my plans to get a neo is stil being scuppered. hmmm.. mum you know i love you but we need to get another car and i don't care what you say 1.6 litre regardless proton or not will save much more on fuel compared to a 20 year old 2.0 german engine so there hmmph. gotta find newer arguments to push my point. any suggestions? if not i gotta find ways to get money. legally of course. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was on youtube ytd and i saw a vid bout andrew by zyl and nat. its damn touching still. and yes everytime i think bout it i still tear. i know you stil wit us man buddy. evidence was that terry slipped in the champs leagu final :D... it just hurts to think that while you can stil be with us, we will miss you physically man and damn do i miss you. sigh. it'll be the 3rd month soon and stil it hurts. probably it'll never go off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 10.05 p.m -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lifehouse - broken (thought this song'll be appropriate in lieu of the last paragraph)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-8789805428983264264?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/8789805428983264264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=8789805428983264264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/8789805428983264264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/8789805428983264264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/06/snifffwhy-petrol-why.html' title='snifff.....why petrol why....'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-3669095008411408387</id><published>2008-06-01T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T19:17:50.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>start of a new week....</title><content type='html'>so last week has been an eventful week. friday i went to work at 2p.m. my friends car got broken into and all then my boss's car's tyre was flat so after helping both (i am a helpful person after all) went to work and stayed till 11 p.m!!! wtf man so late. tehn crashed at my friends place (the broken into car person) at 1+ a.m...not too bad for a day.&lt;br /&gt;woek up the next day at 5 (i swear we did) to go climb mt tabor (or was it tabuh or something else). now that was fun lol. we started (as in me him and his bsf friends) climbing like bout... 8? in the morning. the trail was not all hiking. there were one or two spots were we needed to do some rapelling up or down sheer rock walls (bout 9 or 8 feet). we few guys didn't use the rope (naturally, what with our pride at stake, and something to do with real men don't need help ^^..or ropes thing). almost fell down too man at one point but luckily got good balance. finished bout 12 to 1. we took longer than was expected cos there were other hikers hogging the one path lane (proving that in malaysia EVERYWHERE traffic jams CAN happen WILL happen ^^) . hope we'll go soon again. nice view at the top and nice challenges. :)  and this time definitely will use the harder trails :).&lt;br /&gt;on another note i slept badly last nite. tormented by freaking perverse dreams like really really perverse dreams..god..and tormented by dreams of driving cars i can't afford at the moment  (where the heck did i drive them to even dream bout them sigh). yea so good car dream and bad perverse dream. damn man. another nite like this i'll go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;haven't blogged awhile but for those wondering bout my situation.. the sun is shining and i have a nice goal to look at (not too mention the most beautiful smile i can't get over), goal as in i got my priorities right now (what car and studies) :) yeah i'll be fine you know. the world didn't end when i thought it would. life's too short to emo bout it all the while so yea it's all good now but thanks for worrying :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 10.16 a.m -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fall out boy - golden&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-3669095008411408387?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/3669095008411408387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=3669095008411408387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/3669095008411408387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/3669095008411408387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/06/start-of-new-week.html' title='start of a new week....'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-9207193372818575611</id><published>2008-05-22T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T19:38:47.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the stages of grief...</title><content type='html'>so this post will be less angry..it seems kinda pathetic right that almost every post i did was bout the girl i stil love...but then again..it seems proper..sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stages of grief ; denial, anger, fear, guilt, depression, acceptance. these are the stages of grief. it supposed to happen one at a time no? so what if it all happens at once? i don't think i'm in denial (that alone may prove that i am),  anger (read last post), fear (so far nope, except fear for her), gulit (hell yes), depression (do i need to elaborate on this?) and acceptance...acceptance...i don't want to accept it. so here comes denial again. there's more to life than one girl right. but not this one girl. she is...too perfect to describe in words..is it worth it? yes and damn you yes a hundred times over. this is dominating my thoughts now. kind of cramped if you want to add anything now but i'll be clearing out stuff in the future.&lt;br /&gt;i'm waking up and then work and then work out till i'm damn tired then go to sleep. gives me less time to think bout everything. and with less time to think less time to be depressed. yes sounds like a winning formula.&lt;br /&gt;i went to genting on tues alone. drove up there to clear my thoughts with the clear mountain air. threw away some stuff, and almost myself too but that was stupid. driving back down..my brakes were smelling. lol so no more driving to genting in you no more baby..not till i change your lousy brakes. :) then on wed i drove to pd. alone again (i took two days off) jes lied down in the evening beside the sea with the sound of waves and watching the clouds. saw one that resembled rooney ( won't elaborate on this). it was good. gave me time to myself and put my priorities right. so now i would say my yes i love you stil and i would wait till it seems really hopeless and yes i still want to save you. but i need to save myself first hence the two trips and i need to be stronger and all so you can lean on me and i won't fall with you along. so yes i will be stronger.&lt;br /&gt;i went thru..counselling and i would you guys really helped. god is there yes he is and even now i know he's dealing with my pain and the knife stuck in my gut and the hollow feeling that comes with removing the knife..but i'd take the knife any day over the hollowness. yes he's there. but i'm rebelling? i won't allow him to be fully functional..so herein lies another problem. so many things to deal with. and then there's my parents. lol i have no idea how to deal with em now. they're worried sick. yea i can tell. and this i can solve i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;and there's you guys!! thank god you guys are coming back for hols. we'll go have fun and we really really need to plan you guys. or we'd end up not doing anything.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 3.14 am -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna Nalick - Wreck Of The Day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-9207193372818575611?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/9207193372818575611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=9207193372818575611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/9207193372818575611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/9207193372818575611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/05/stages-of-grief.html' title='the stages of grief...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-5199981343589550164</id><published>2008-05-18T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T22:37:14.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>come home baby.....</title><content type='html'>i don't think i've ever been as down in my life...it's just so difficult now man..and i'm pouring this out into cyberspace..since i can't do it elsewhere..i'm not too keen on talking to people bout my feelings and when i do i'll downplay it..life sux man it really does. but does it mean i can't strive to make it less so? to make it easier to enjoy to make it simpler, much simpler than what it is, what it actually is?people see me as a simple person, i have a carefree life and i don't really care bout what the future holds. i do. i just choose not to worry bout it too much. that's how one makes it simpler..but simplicity in itself is a bad thing..too simple means stupid and boring right?sigh&lt;br /&gt;so i don't get much sleep nowadays. been sleeping at 1..waking up aat 3..sleeping back round 5 and hen waking at 7. all the thoughts running rampant in my head with no consideration bout my bodily needs..like a freaking zombie..maybe..heck it IS time to fucking grow up. life sux jing deal with it and deal with your carefreeness and your god damned fucking simplicity. it is time to fucking grow up. ben asked where do i see myself in at 25. i used to know where but now i'm just fucking lost. lost spiritually..God seems faraway and i'm lost mentally. no purpose, no drive. so where do i see myself at 25? i see myself as i am now and that's shit. how does one deal with heartache? drinking till you're stoned and waking up to a fucking hangover? sleeping around? pretend to be happy? fuck. how does one deal with pain such as one has never known in 20 years on this rock? how does one try and not stumble or fall when a brick is thrown at his head? me i drive fast. 220 kmh fast. it's fucking therapeutic and i smoke. mum dad i hope you never get to read this. neither of this helps long term and it certainly doesn't help if i die in a fucking car crash. well it doesn't help me at least. god knows i tried and i tried but some how the road i'm travelling is strewn with rubble and fraught with fucking things that i can't see clearly and then i fall cos i stumble time and again. how does one deal with a broken heart? a friend told me everything i do affects the people around me. i know it did but then he said think bout the future. i will have children and then they'll have a bum of a father who didn't finish studying, who flunk his a-levs who lives in the past. time to grow up right? trying to put effort into living but whats the fucking point? why go on living day to fucking day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 1.36a.m -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-5199981343589550164?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/5199981343589550164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=5199981343589550164' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/5199981343589550164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/5199981343589550164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/05/come-home-baby.html' title='come home baby.....'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-4134641819356279561</id><published>2008-05-13T19:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T20:01:51.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>of earthquakes and hurricanes....</title><content type='html'>hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the past week has been bout disasters. tell the truth hurricane nargis was a bitch man.. so is the Myanmarese junta but i won't go there. who the hell government won't give aid workers their visas man. stoopid.. sigh. so many lives taken. then a few days later (ytd actually) front page news was the bout earthquake in the Sichuan province. wow. and all in asia. many more lives were taken and people injured. wow. there's got to be a long line at The Gates man now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i look back at this, it makes me think bout how blessed it is to be born in Malaysia (god bless you). even with all our funny parlimentary  debates (thank god it's not like it is in taiwan..chaotic..) we have peace here. we have great weather ( sometimes too hot but it's no hurricane nargis :) ). we have ample food supply. think bout it. how many governments in the world provides subsidies for rice for god's sake. how many governments provides subsidies for fuel (petrol and diesel) even though some are saying that *censored*....... (don't want to do another raja petra)(call me if you want to know) :) all in all.. thank god i'm in malaysia. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all this tragedies it makes me feel..small in scale to all these. my problems suddenly seem insignificant..heck it makes me think bout the 2nd coming. even though i think i'm backsliding i still believe in Jesus and His hand in my life. i just..feel like rebelling? (hope my parents and church ppl don't see this or i'll be having an appointment with pastor..) in revelations it talks bout all this disasters..scared yet? anyone want to come church and repent with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on.. i fell in love with the honda civic type r fd2 (see profile pic). god it's a lovely car..sigh.. its priced at RM&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/User/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt; 198000 (bout there). hell..lol..the one thing bout malaysia is it's damned car imports taxation..damndamndamn.. haha..maybe in the next 5 years or so..for now get a neo..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 11.01 am -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something Corporate - I want to save you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-4134641819356279561?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/4134641819356279561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=4134641819356279561' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/4134641819356279561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/4134641819356279561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/05/of-earthquakes-and-hurricanes_13.html' title='of earthquakes and hurricanes....'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-3827962338624815179</id><published>2008-04-24T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T19:50:28.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's complicated...</title><content type='html'>hey guys..so han apparently you do have hols...lol..&lt;br /&gt;ok so this is whats happening now..my friend is hurting..and adapting to a painful change in his life..and there's nothing i can do to help..sigh.dude if there's anything you need..you know where to find you're bra right..you the one always telling me keeping it inside is bad rmb..so maybe not tell me man beb but tell someone at least. aight?i've got your bum man beb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past few days have been...bliss?happy??joy like i've never known this year(??)..so yeah i've been haapy and all..now everything is..sigh..not as bad..but i dunno..i'm tired but ill never give up right..lol..always and forever (from oth naley) right?been sick the past few days. and even that didn put me off. but this did...so this morning a bit emo..nice?and i need new songs man..so anyone got anything...lemme know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played badminton in klang on monday. i thought i was an ok player but god these ppl at klinik are..damn good. surprising thing is..their mostly in their 40s if not 50s. lol. i'll just go find a hole sumwhere and hide whats left of my pride....lol..come la we play futsal you...old ppl you!! but seriously they damn good..and at tt too but i havent got a chance to spar wit em..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happening besides that..i've got money matters (who doesn't), my boss thinks it's cos i'm immature 'it' happened (apparently girls all fall for mature guys -fuck) and she keeps saying it -fuck, and she keeps pointing out jing you can not be like that -fuck and well now i'm just ranting...sigh..so ill stop here..hope to give something positive soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"my life's a boring pop song and everyone's singing along" - JM, I'm Ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 10.49 am -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something Corporate - Globes &amp;amp; Maps&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-3827962338624815179?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/3827962338624815179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=3827962338624815179' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/3827962338624815179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/3827962338624815179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-complicated.html' title='it&apos;s complicated...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-2554761868087674993</id><published>2008-04-11T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T20:28:23.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm turning to the dark side....</title><content type='html'>hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;at last i've decided to do an upbeat post. come what may life i'll not post dark depressing stuff no more..for the next week at least. ;) so anyways i miss you guys man. i have not seen the a-lev gang for ages man guys!! damn ya'll for taking medidine and stuff like that ^^. we have gotta meet up again soon. sigh. i was going thru the few redang pics i have (and it's VERY few mind you) and then i decided we MUST go somewhere again THIS year ok? sigh..unless medical students have NO holidays (this is aimed at shing) :) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a sat and i'm posting from off. lol i've finished my work so i'm entitled to 5 mins break no? :).  tomorrow i'll be playing football with the Hope of God guys. they called me back to play for this year's Hope Games. lol nice. but i got no boots man..sigh and i wanna save up money for my car and CIMA where am i gonna get 300 bux for boots dude lol. maybe borrow Ken's.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways hope to see you guys soon-ish aight? i'm not much of a planner (ask mund) but if you guys not free..then i'll do it k :) till then dudes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 11.27 am -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam Sandler &amp;amp; Jack Nicholson : I Feel Pretty (from Anger Management)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-2554761868087674993?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/2554761868087674993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=2554761868087674993' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/2554761868087674993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/2554761868087674993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-turning-to-dark-side.html' title='i&apos;m turning to the dark side....'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-6701129395198880235</id><published>2008-04-08T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T19:37:20.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here's to you my friend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hey everyone. by now you would have heard the news that i great great friend and man has passed away. yes. he did. damn. i'm not sure how i'm supposed to react now. Shaun said "andrew would not have wanted us to shed tears for him, but we can't help it, for we miss you so much.." dude i miss you too man. i love you man. rest well in the hands of Jesus and one day for sure we'll meet again. we'll play some great football and laugh again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;all i can say is dude.. i regret now i didn't hang out with you enough. didn't catch up as often as i wanted to. i guess life happened man. and even though we were never as close dude i had your back man, as surely as you had mine. to RVN, guys i'm so sorry, so so sorry. i'm here if you guys need anything. you have some great friends in them man and i'm sure you know it. all of us rooting for you, yes even now man. so watch over us especially the guys. i can never understand why you and why now. we're f*cking 20 for god's sake. it's not supposed to be this way man....we're suppose to look back now 20 years in time and laugh at all the stupid things we did in life. like in form 2 we skipped class daily to go to blok F toilet to gamble. remember that? or when we just skipped school just cos of the adrenaline rush... or the times in the future that's not to be anymore... i can't understand it. but i pray that Lord you'll give me the strength to accept things that i can't change.. even if yes my immaturity refuses to accept it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i guess the point of this is that.. thx for all the good times man. thx for being there for me when i needed it. thx for being the joker and grumpy person that you are. thx for everything. thx for being a friend. wait patiently my man. one day God willing we'll all be together in paradise. i love you man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'Hear You Me'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There's no one on town who i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You gave us some place to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I never said thank you for that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Thought i might get one more chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What would you think of me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So lucky so strong so proud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I never said thank you for that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Now i'll never have the chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May angels lead you in&lt;br /&gt;Hear you me my friend&lt;br /&gt;On sleepless roads the sleepless go&lt;br /&gt;May angles lead you in.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you were with me tonite&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing to you just one more time&lt;br /&gt;A song for a heart so big&lt;br /&gt;God wouldn't let it live.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's to you my friend, my brother.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 10.37 am -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-6701129395198880235?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6701129395198880235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=6701129395198880235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/6701129395198880235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/6701129395198880235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/04/heres-to-you-my-friend.html' title='here&apos;s to you my friend...'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-555333503425521199</id><published>2008-04-03T03:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T04:02:42.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Konstantine....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hey everyone. life sux. deal with it. i'm still doing it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Konstantin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;this is because i can spell confusion with a 'K'&lt;br /&gt;and i can like it its to&lt;br /&gt;dying in anothers arms&lt;br /&gt;and why i had to try it&lt;br /&gt;its to jimmy eat world and those nights in my car&lt;br /&gt;when the first star you see may not be a star&lt;br /&gt;im not your star isnt&lt;br /&gt;that what you said what you thought this song meant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if this is what it takes just to&lt;br /&gt;lie with my mistakes and live with what&lt;br /&gt;i did to you all the hell i put you through&lt;br /&gt;i always catch the clock its&lt;br /&gt;11:11 now you wanna talk its not hard to dream&lt;br /&gt;you'll always be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my konstantine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my konstantine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; they'll never hurt you&lt;br /&gt;like i do no they'll never hurt you like i do&lt;br /&gt;no,no,no, no, no, no, no, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is to a girl who got into my head&lt;br /&gt;with all the pretty things she did&lt;br /&gt;hey ya know you keep me up in bed&lt;br /&gt;this is to a girl who got into my head&lt;br /&gt;with all these fucked up things i did&lt;br /&gt;hey maybe baby you could keep me up in bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my konstanine you spin around me like a dream&lt;br /&gt;we played out on this movie screen&lt;br /&gt;and i said did u know i missed you(x7)&lt;br /&gt;i miss you and then you bring me home&lt;br /&gt;and we go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;but this time not alone&lt;br /&gt;and i know and you'll kiss me in your living room&lt;br /&gt;i know i know you miss me in your living room&lt;br /&gt;cuz these nights i think maybe that i&lt;br /&gt;miss you in my living room&lt;br /&gt;but we dont have much room i said does anybody need that room because we all need a little more room to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my konstantine...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Something Corporate - Konstantine'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nuf said.&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much. i hope you'll get to read this blog. this is how i feel. i hope.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something Corporate - Konstantine (epitome of emo song)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-555333503425521199?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/555333503425521199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=555333503425521199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/555333503425521199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/555333503425521199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-konstantine_7838.html' title='My Konstantine....'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-7623423611392114846</id><published>2008-03-25T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T19:32:37.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm in office and i'm blogging..lucky boss not in :)</title><content type='html'>hey everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;it's been awhile since i've last blogged man. lol. so like the title i'm currently working. office is in klang. working for aunty sally (bless her for taking me). so life here is good. it's an accounting company so i'm learning the works currently. doing data entry for the company but learning othe stuff too. lol. it's a new environment so it's currently very challenging. never did accounting before man. haha. i'll be here and studying CIMA at the same time so it's very very relevant. :) so that's what i've been up to. sorry if i'm neglecting you guys man cos i work weird hours man. lol. start at 10 till 7. so can only meet at night k ppl. i'm getting paid to blog lol. sigh my one regret is i don't get to spend time with esther. sigh sigh. i miss her man. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;so this is for you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wait, till I hit the ground harder&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could wait, to hear your heartbeat fast&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could wait till I missed her flavour&lt;br /&gt;My days are numbered here&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to be the last one home&lt;br /&gt;No no noThe last one home(oh here we go...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said,There you are baby&lt;br /&gt;Just waiting on the sun&lt;br /&gt;Just staring at the sky&lt;br /&gt;Said when will he be done&lt;br /&gt;And I said there you are baby&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on the sun&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the sky&lt;br /&gt;Said when will he be done&lt;br /&gt;When will he be done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wish I could wait, till I see you shaking&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could wait to pull out of this one fast&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could wait till I taste your flavourA&lt;br /&gt;nd maybe I can savour every last drop&lt;br /&gt;And I saidWait, till I hit the ground harder&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could wait, to hear to hear your heartbeat fast&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could wait to see you shaking&lt;br /&gt;My days are numbered here&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to be the last one home&lt;br /&gt;The last one home&lt;br /&gt;The last one home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something Corporate : Wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it for now. keep ya'll posted :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jing- 10.28 am -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy Eat World : Chase This Light (awesome awesome really frigging awesome song ^^ )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-7623423611392114846?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/7623423611392114846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=7623423611392114846' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/7623423611392114846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/7623423611392114846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-in-office-and-im-blogginglucky-boss.html' title='i&apos;m in office and i&apos;m blogging..lucky boss not in :)'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-3767890737257514401</id><published>2008-03-19T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T17:41:29.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so one month from now....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;ok so we'll work on the topic in awhile. :) really? k next time i go play i'll call you guys man. lol xiang you better learn to play cod..cos my cs sux di so long never play. :). and richard alwaiz calling me loser for going alone. let me clarify i went with some friends who just went back!! grrr... ^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok so one month from now we'll meet at ms read. no contact in between is it? shit. but this is for you. hope you'll get to read this post. it's the reply to your question. how?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;看不見你的笑 我怎麼睡得著&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kan bu jian ni de xiao wo zen me shui de zhao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without seeing your smile, how can I sleep? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;你的聲音這麼近我卻抱不到&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ni de sheng yin zhe me jin wo que bao bu dao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your voice is so close yet I cannot hug you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;沒有地球太陽還是會繞&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mei you di qiu tai yang hai shi hui rao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sun will continue orbiting even without the Earth existing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;沒有理由我也能自己走 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mei you li you wo ye neng zi ji zou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can walk away from you without a reason&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;你要離開 我知道很簡單&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ni yao li kai wo zhi dao hen jian dan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You want to leave, I know it is a simple thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;你說依賴 是我們的阻礙&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ni shuo yi lai shi wo men de zu ai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You said reliance was the major barrier between us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;就算放開 但能不能別沒收我的愛&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jiu suan fang kai dan neng bu neng bie mo shou wo de ai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you choose to let go but don't remove my love for you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;當作我最後才明白&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dang zuo wo zui hou cai ming bai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll just pretend that I understand in the end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cai Hong - Jay Chou.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So i'll post song lyrics for you. i love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-jing- 8.25 am -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something Corporate : Wait (acoustic)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-3767890737257514401?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/3767890737257514401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=3767890737257514401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/3767890737257514401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/3767890737257514401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-one-month-from-now.html' title='so one month from now....'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-6622027446458791344</id><published>2008-03-10T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T17:16:18.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a wise man once said (school friend actually)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;life sucks deal with it. yeah but probably at the moment. there be good times too. and i've had some of those. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;@ hashie : emo songs? lol the end of my blog i always leave a song recommendation. and so far all emo :) check out globes and maps by something corporate. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;@ marcus : lol hey i no more books di la all gave back!! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;@ phung : what? heard from who?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol so today i insomnia so i thought heck why not go blog? i woke at 6 30 + am man. what the. normally i gotta fetch my sis this time to her cheerleading prac (yea at 7 which proves how much i love her) so i get up round this tims. but today no prac. lol. sniff.. my sleep...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to all you who heard and cared, thx man. but i'll be cool in a week or two. for one person particularly (name not shown to protect privacy) screw you to hell man. anyways this is not all i am right? so i guess we'll still much to talk bout but to everyone (except one) thx o much for the love. i'm touched. really. and cos of all you ppl i'll be fine :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what else what else...... oh i think i'll go get a new rubber today.. :) for my bat not that rubber.. yeck.. lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-jing- 7.41 am -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something Corporate : Watch The Sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-6622027446458791344?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6622027446458791344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=6622027446458791344' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/6622027446458791344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7120848406697086723/posts/default/6622027446458791344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/2008/03/wise-man-oce-said-school-friend.html' title='a wise man once said (school friend actually)'/><author><name>Lionel Ngion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7120848406697086723.post-6544577495001629046</id><published>2008-03-08T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T07:56:19.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 year 6 months today..supposedly..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;hey everyone. lol. thx for commenting man guys. haha. didn't expect you guys to actually read. lol. ok so i promised few days once.. not once a week.. lol..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;@ dan : what now man? sigh..thx for the sriptures man..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;@ esther : lol hey i did say u.s man!!! and so far only you and ken there ^^ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;em&gt;hope i din miss any1 out. *gulps*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;@ xiang : lol i just got the latest election news man. haha. wanted to post but&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;                  think everyone knows.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;@ marcus : lol i quit KDU already man. lol. didn't get a chance. haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;@ agnes : here's your update!! ^^ got a few probs man. damn wish you were&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;                  here man woman...i'll email after this post. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;@ sheeny : size L32..(is there??) lol. cos he's my bebeh man!! or you wanna see &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;                    too?? lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;@ cher : lol i don't even feel like studying man. wanna earn some hard cash :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;@ joe : lol. sei joe ar. just when you went back all this happened man.. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok hope i didn't miss anyone out... :). this weekend i'm supposed to be in p.d. what am i doing on the computer in the middle of the night? well.. not sure whether i can put it down here. might have serious repurcussions. and it's only for the priveleged few. :) what am i supposed to be doing in p.d? tommorow..approx 30 mins is esther's bday. so why am i here on the com at home? you go put two and two together and see what you'll come up with.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;right now i feel like killing somebody. i was going to put in more graphic, explicit and vulgar terms, but my church mates will be viewing too. lol. who's the somebody? suffice to say that useless piece of excrement is in p.d with esther now. what the hell am i supposed to do now man? where does this go from here? sigh. damn this all to hell man. it 's been a roller coaster week and it doesn't seem to end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;last week thurs (28th i think) i broke up with esther. i was down and she was down and well the rest is like that. then on monday we kissed and made up. then now..what the blinking hell???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;moving on (without the anger and self pity), manchester united lost 1-0 to portsmouth. penalty by sulley at 77:42...WHAT THE HELL!!!!!! lol (maybe just a smidge of anger). so much for our treble hopes this season. we beat arsenal for crying out loud man for crying out loud and we lose to portsmouth at OLD TRAFFORD the holy of holy grounds!!! we lost at home to a @#$%*&amp;amp;  team man..ROAR!!! i didn't get to see the game cos of the election fever. my dad is glued to rtm (WOW!!) lol. looks like ppl actually watches it.. :). suffice to say i think united blew it man blew it big time. we were pratically through to the semis. sigh. maybe with a mindset like mine they were overcocky? gotta watch the replay man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this week nothing much happened besides.. anyways. i submitted my..er..quitting letter to KDU  and i can never ever ever take a course from Murdoch again. lol. they angry me man. haha. absurd. it's like you quit i dowan to fren u no mo thing. lol...lol.. anyways i still go back to KDU. to pong. haha. on weds and fris. compared to help they are about average, with three players bout my level. compared to HELP, this is very different. lol. then  again HELP is 2nd in MAPCU. all the gangsters there.. haha. what else.. oh recently i've been playing call of duty 4 : modern (or is it urban?) warfare. this game blinking rocks. nothing is as therapeutic as blowing another players brains out with a sniper rifle man. nothing. except 'racing' (i use the term loosely) another person in the middle of the night. now THAT's an adrenaline rush..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well that's about it. not too interesting these days..but i get by. oh and almost forgot. played futsal on sun. fun man. they are nice ppl. gonna make it a habit preferably. and i played futbol on thurs. even fun-er. lol. but there's this guy who sprained his leg (the field is damn uneven; he took a mis-step). hope you get well soon dude. quite a skilled player (not too big on names, sorry). looking forward to next week man danny :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well now THAT's about it. :) thx for listening especially danny. you great man you know that? always helping me and listening. lucky i got such a coll bra. lol. oh and thx too man ken :) no puching for now though. sigh. sometimes i'm too civil. ppl climb over my head. but God is just. he'll avenge me. so i'll leave you with that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;@ everyone not in m'sia : check out &lt;a href="http://www.malaysiakini.com/"&gt;www.malaysiakini.com&lt;/a&gt; for the latest in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                             election news.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-jing-11.55 pm-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something Corporate : Fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7120848406697086723-6544577495001629046?l=carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carsmusiclifeheartaches.blogspot.com/feeds/6544577495001629046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7120848406697086723&amp;postID=6544577495001629046' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hey everyone. this is my 1st post to all ya'll who didn't get it from my title. this goes out to you guys who thought jing is anti-social when it somes to the internet :) take that!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been goin through some stuff lately. i've been faraway from God and other stuff personally. life is not treating me so well and neither is my mum. *sigh* just this morning i got yelled at..again..for no apparent reason..again. lol. so i'm hiding here at the computer venting (sort of). lol. hope this doesn't happen too often. think maybe i'm suffering from depression. lol. i may seem like happy go lucky most of the time, but..will let you know when things gets better. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm at the crossroads in my life man. older but not quite mature yet ya know. responsibilities i don't want but i know for sure i can hold up my own. don't feel like studying but i KNOW that's not an option so..i've been in kdu for two weeks but i've decided to quit studying in kdu and study CIMA. when i get more info on it i'll post. it's an accountancy and management thing and part time study thing so i can work too. for you guys who don't know what it is, look it up lol. i'm not too sure either but i'll let you guys know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro just left for melaka till tommorow. it's cool having him back man. he wasn't staying at home for like.. 3 months :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my friends who's in aus and uk, us too, miss you guys man. hope this will help us stay in touch. i'll try to post something new every few days. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's bout it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Switchfoot : Gone&lt;br 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