<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-30082121</id><updated>2015-10-21T19:15:25.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes from Superryan.</title><subtitle type='html'>From all over the world. Bringing back the old town taste into you.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>284</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30082121.post-6058310268522501395</id><published>2009-09-25T18:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T18:13:47.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love of a Father.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SryU5t2WFRI/AAAAAAAADXg/cojlqJyj7SI/s1600-h/Like_father_like_son_by_celticdreams.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SryU5t2WFRI/AAAAAAAADXg/cojlqJyj7SI/s320/Like_father_like_son_by_celticdreams.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;The love of a father.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; It&#39;s peculiar. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; While love is meant to give positive feelings,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; a father&#39;s love may attract dislike and hatred.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; A father&#39;s love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Often misinterpreted and misunderstood.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; It was never meant for straight-forward.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; A father&#39;s love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Unsung sacrifices,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; unheard cries.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; A father&#39;s love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Invisible to sons and daughters,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; never well expressed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; A father&#39;s love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; It&#39;s there, you cannot see or feel it,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; but it&#39;s always there.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; A father&#39;s love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; A sad song,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; it&#39;s beauty only to be seen until the final hours,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; the last breath.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; The sad song.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Never to be sang again.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; A father&#39;s love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Sing it with him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Cherish it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Trying a different approach to poetry instead of those rhymy-bhymy ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;And no my dad&#39;s not dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s just a thought that I want to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;A father&#39;s love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Superryan &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/6058310268522501395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30082121&amp;postID=6058310268522501395&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/6058310268522501395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/6058310268522501395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-of-father.html' title='Love of a Father.'/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SryU5t2WFRI/AAAAAAAADXg/cojlqJyj7SI/s72-c/Like_father_like_son_by_celticdreams.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30082121.post-1611750044465553478</id><published>2009-09-18T02:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T02:18:30.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought #197</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SrJ8xsg5NEI/AAAAAAAADXY/9CNlxmIIwqA/s1600-h/hair.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SrJ8xsg5NEI/AAAAAAAADXY/9CNlxmIIwqA/s320/hair.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You come outside&lt;br /&gt;To view the faint sunset&lt;br /&gt;Light bewildered by trees&lt;br /&gt;Shines through quietly&lt;br /&gt;You glide your soft black hair&lt;br /&gt;Perched behind your ear&lt;br /&gt;And in this moment I feel at home&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the interior&lt;br /&gt;You are my humble abode...&lt;br /&gt;Your company is soothing&lt;br /&gt;Calming and reassuring&lt;br /&gt;Inside, the wind chimes ring&lt;br /&gt;You saunter and my hearts sings&lt;br /&gt;Bit by bit I begin to recognize&lt;br /&gt;The enchanting glow in your subtle eyes&lt;br /&gt;Hidden in all abstract paintings&lt;br /&gt;It’s you; what all artists see&lt;br /&gt;You are poetry.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;Take away love&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;and our earth is a tomb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Superryan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/1611750044465553478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30082121&amp;postID=1611750044465553478&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/1611750044465553478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/1611750044465553478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/2009/09/thought-197.html' title='Thought #197'/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SrJ8xsg5NEI/AAAAAAAADXY/9CNlxmIIwqA/s72-c/hair.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30082121.post-194250375984388844</id><published>2009-09-08T02:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T16:37:51.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Sneak Attacks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;He was innocent and feeling good.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;But that was before this song sneaked up behind him&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;and gave his emotions a beating.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;344&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/LpKJ03z-haQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/LpKJ03z-haQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And he had no chance against it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Superryan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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A tribute to no doubt the best performer on earth.&lt;br /&gt;Or rather regretfully, &lt;i&gt;in &lt;/i&gt;earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;340&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/i2OQDSx23Rw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/i2OQDSx23Rw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;560&quot; height=&quot;340&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful aint it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;That &lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;David Sides&lt;/b&gt; guy really deserves some credit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;So for those who hasnt, subscribe to him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;He deserves it, I believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the songs played in this medley are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black and White&lt;br /&gt;Thriller&lt;br /&gt;Heal The World&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;The Way You Make Me Feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Smooth Criminal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Human Nature&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ll Be There&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once again i regret not taking up piano since young.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Superryan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/8880555614001488757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30082121&amp;postID=8880555614001488757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/8880555614001488757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/8880555614001488757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/2009/09/for-all-who-loves-mj.html' title='For All Who Loves MJ. :)'/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30082121.post-794284671046661991</id><published>2009-08-24T04:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T04:11:11.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;oh look at how far we&#39;ve come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; 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of friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;and you rmb right? you were my first ever crush in Seafield.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Before I switched target to *ahem*. you know who la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;then came like you said. Pet brother and Sister. Ty and Kent the parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;There was Edna, Kristin, Doon and Melvin too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;And then after PMR, all splitted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;The Damai family were no longer as close as before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Some even turned almost strangers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But we remained close friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;And slowly, and slowly. We made it through form5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Then came the brotherhood. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Six long years of friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;And now you&#39;ll be gone for six long years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Ah the irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Im missing you badly already. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Coming back for holidays, webcamming, skype-ing, msn-ing wont be enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;We all know that the feeling will never be the same as compared to when you&#39;re here for a long term.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But hey, the thing about friendship is that no matter how far you are from us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;how long you stay there and not coming back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;how much your face changed by all the wrinkles you get through the 6 years, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;as long as you hold true to it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;it&#39;ll never change. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But still must come back for visits okay? And I&#39;ll promise you I&#39;ll DRIVE you to the Eye of Malaysia when you come back to Malaysia k? Provided you&#39;re staying long enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Promise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;And nah, a song for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;THE song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;344&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/IASD2D57sNI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/IASD2D57sNI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;we&#39;ll never say bye bye. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;_______________________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Speaking of departures,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Im heading to another OA mission trip early morning tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Again, no telephone line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;So dont bother calling. Leave a msg or something. Or email.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Be back by Wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Till then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;i&#39;ll be seeing you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;when i see you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;but for the moment,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;i guess i&#39;ll just miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;:&#39;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Strawbear-bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/794284671046661991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30082121&amp;postID=794284671046661991&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/794284671046661991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/794284671046661991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SpGV8ypTZuI/AAAAAAAADWI/hpfkmdR7h1Q/s72-c/Pic+121.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30082121.post-1321165252942022411</id><published>2009-08-12T03:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T03:31:33.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two More Days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;A look on what&#39;s kept me busy throughout this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SoHFi-zqHCI/AAAAAAAADWA/xWBSvQcGi54/s1600-h/Image560.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SoHFi-zqHCI/AAAAAAAADWA/xWBSvQcGi54/s320/Image560.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; My take on &lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Bruce Willis&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I know, it looks retarded in a way. But I tried my best as a beginner. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;anyway, had to draw 10 figures like this in one week to pass up for my Figure Studies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;One drawing takes at least 2 hours for me to finish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I did two to four drawings per day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Seriously man, ate up so much of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But nevertheless, after I passed the 10 drawings, sit for the reference drawing test tomorrow, on thursday present my final project and assignments compilation, and then pass up my sketchbook and sit for drawing test on Friday, I&#39;ll be free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I promised my bed I&#39;ll be lying on it for at least 12 hours per day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Did you know I&#39;ve slept less than 28 hours this whole week?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Falling sick :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;So yeah, better head off to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Be updating when holidays starts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Till then! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;you cant play on broken strings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Superryan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/1321165252942022411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30082121&amp;postID=1321165252942022411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/1321165252942022411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/1321165252942022411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/2009/08/two-more-days.html' title='Two More Days!'/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SoHFi-zqHCI/AAAAAAAADWA/xWBSvQcGi54/s72-c/Image560.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30082121.post-2238690338365212921</id><published>2009-08-04T11:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T11:23:28.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wanna Bore The Shyt Out of You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Color Green&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;meta content=&quot;text/html; 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     &lt;/m:defjc&gt;&lt;/m:rmargin&gt;&lt;/m:lmargin&gt;&lt;/m:dispdef&gt;&lt;/m:smallfrac&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;The color green. Often identified as a secondary color, a mixture of yellow with blue or cyan. The complementary color of red. Or scientifically, a perception of which is produced by light having a spectrum dominated by energy with a wavelength of roughly 520–570 nanometers. &amp;nbsp;But these are not the ways to interpret the color green. Getting a deeper insight of the color will show you that it is more than meets the eyes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Further studies into the color green will tell you that, it is not just what it is being commonly identified as. All over the world, the color green is being used as a tool, a symbol emotionally, spiritually and culturally.&amp;nbsp; The color green can be a very effective weapon on emotions if used well. The color itself can represent and in many occasions, trigger various emotions. Green triggers the following positive emotions: hope, growth, good health, freshness, soothing, sharing, and responsiveness. Its negative attributes are envy, greed, constriction, guilt, jealousy and disorder. (Understanding Color Emotion Triggers, Part 1A 1994-2006) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;A study conducted shows that different tones of green actually cast a different emotion on different types of people. In this study, ten teenagers of age ranged between 16-20 were shown three images that are plainly filled with different tones of green. The first one to be a dark tone of green, the second a light, fluorescent green and lastly a murky olive green, the teenagers involved in the study gave different emotional reactions for each color that was shown to them. For dark green, it gave the teenagers the feeling of being in a forest, calm, nature, dirt, gloomy and mood less, evil, peace, tranquility, somber, cold and stress, moody. On the other hand, the light/ fluorescent green evokes sickness, shock and surprise, aggressiveness, cheerful, refreshing feelings in the teenagers. A couple of teenagers have actually find it sharp, annoying, blinding and disliked it. One particular student who is studying architecture found it sustainable and supportive.&amp;nbsp; And lastly, the olive green. It triggered feelings like youth, energy and life, growth and plants, peace, harmony, calm, mellow, meaningful, and soothing. One teenager found it surprisingly to be containing mysterious elements and evoked a somewhat curious feeling in her. While on another note, the architecture student found the color durable. And another teenager found it especially calming and stated that it is very eye catching and that she would stare at it for a long period of time. The study showed that the tone of a color determines the positive or negative messages it sends, how people look at it and how it attracts likes and dislikes. It also showed that a person’s profession or interest also affects the way they interpret the color. For example, the architecture student who find the colors relating to the feeling of support and solitude in a way. Giving his profession is based on buildings and infrastructures, his perceptions on the colors were somehow influenced by the ideas instilled in him through all the studies on architecture.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;With the color’s ability to grasp and evoke emotions, it is evident that it is widely used as a tool for promotion, sales encouraging and crowd attracting for business and a tool for calming down emotions, soothing people’s feelings and promoting peace. Color is a meaningful constant for sighted people and it&#39;s a powerful psychological tool. By using color psychology, you can send a positive or negative message, encourage sales, calm a crowd, or make an athlete pump iron harder. (Psychology of Color n.d.) Certain restaurants tend to the paint their exterior or interior with a soothing tone of green as it gives their customer a warm and soothing feeling of being in a forest and therefore savor their dishes better. But they have to be careful while choosing the tones because certain tones of green can also represents evil and sickness. If a customer takes his/her meal when being covered by fluorescent green paints, it is unavoidable that he/she would have minimal appetite and for some people, a stomach wrenching sensation. Other than that, as a calming green is very soothing to the sense, certain hospitals tend to use light green rooms because they too are found to be calming to patients. (Psychology of Color n.d.) Helping in the rejuvenation of the hospital’s patients.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;As of the current hype of global warming across the world. The green’s association with nature is now used widely as a term referring to environmentally friendly produce or practices. (Norman 2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;You will find posters promoting recycling (very evidently, the worldwide symbol of recycling.), taking care of Mother Nature filled with (or at the very least have an element of) the color green all over it. In the marketing industry, green can also represent wealth, money, affluences and capitalism. Due to the color of the United States banknotes. (Norman 2009) So it is notable that most businessmen would associate their company with the color green. For example: Starbucks, The Body Shop and Spritzer. As hypothetically for a spiritual superstition they may have thought that the fact that green represents wealth may help their business prosper. The color green may also be a very approving factor in the packaging of products. Packaging is a very important marketing strategy to glamorize your product in order to attract the consumer’s attention. Most consumers judge a product by its packaging before buying. So it is logical to say attractive packaging is crucial in order to get the first time buyers to buy your products. (Kam 2007) Therefore choosing the right tone of green in certain packaging may give the product the extra boost of attractiveness. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;In terms of spirituality, the color green is also used in many different aspects. &amp;nbsp;As a note, the color green signifies health, tranquility, peace and calmness, harmony, renewal and life itself. Therefore it is no surprise to find people in the process of spiritual healing using green as a healing tool itself. Similar to the idea used for t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;he green room a room in theater or televisions sets where performers and guests go to relax, being surrounded by green calms down the senses and therefore people will find it easier to concentrate and focus on whatever they are doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Researchers have also found out that green can improve reading ability. Some students may find that laying a transparent sheet of green paper over reading material increases reading speed and comprehension. (Van Wagner n.d.) One may find reading, studying or working in a greenish environment like a garden or a green room may help boost their work rate and effectively reduce the stress that comes along with the work since green is thought to relieve stress.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;The color green also has a relatively vast involvement in cultures all over the world. For an instance, In Celtic myths the Green man was the God of fertility. (Morton n.d.) Therefore the color green has ever since been a symbol of fertility. And in the 15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Century the color green was once the preferred color choice for wedding gowns (Van Wagner n.d.) There is also a very odd belief that anyone who chooses a green m &amp;amp; m (an American candy which contains an assortment of different colored chocolate sweets) is sending a somewhat sexual message. Green has been reinterpreted by late 20th century American culture to signify a state of heightened sexuality in this specific situation. (Morton n.d.) This was most probably stirred up by the slight connection the color green has with fertility. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Another widely known connection between green and culture is most probably the association of The Republic of Ireland and the color green. Although it was stated that the actual national color of the country is St. Patrick’s blue, the country seemed to have more associations with the color green. This is perhaps due to the very green landscape of rural Ireland, which led Irish poets to describe Ireland as the &quot;Emerald Isle.&quot; Also, to introduce Christianity to Ireland, St. Patrick used a shamrock (which is green), and in the late 1700s when Ireland was struggling for independence, &quot;green&quot; was worn as a color of sympathy for the Irish cause to such a degree that wearing the color green was outlawed around 1776.&amp;nbsp; This history seems to have created an eternal association between Ireland and the color &quot;green&quot;. (Meradeuw 2008) It is also notable that many people tend to visualize St. Patrick as a man dressed in green suits. This in reality was not true.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;The Islamic world has also deemed green as a very important color. It is noticeable that majority of mosques’ decorations are green in color. Bindings of Qurans with green. Traditional clothing in green. Even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt; flags of Iran, Saudi Arabia, and the Palestinian group Hamas include the color green in them. But why is the color green so strongly associated with the Islamic world? There are several argued reasons. And among them are that green was supposedly Mohammed&#39;s favorite color. The father of Islam, the Islamic of prophet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;is said to have worn a green cloak and turban, and his writings are full of references to the color green. A passage from the Quran describes paradise as a place where people &quot;will wear green garments of fine silk.&quot; One hadith, or teaching, says, &quot;When Allah&#39;s Apostle died, he was covered with a Hibra Burd,&quot; which is a green square garment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Another reason is that it is a symbol of nature and life, especially potent in the dry desert. Mohammed invoked this connection when he wrote about a folkloric figure called al-Khidr, or &quot;the Green One,&quot; who symbolizes immortality. There is also a speculation that because green is in the middle of the color spectrum and Mohammed preached moderation, one complements the other. (Beam 2009)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;One of the most popular associations the color green has with is definitely the Christmas colors. Being coupled with red, people all over the world would have recognized it immediately as Christmas colors. All these while, people have always assumed that the green among the two Christmas colors were originally ideas originated from the color of Santa Claus’ elves, Christmas trees or holiday wreaths. But the truth is the origin of the Christmas colors are actually based on Christian faith and historical facts. (Skutelni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt; 2008) Skutelnik (2008) stated that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;the color green is a natural representation of eternal life, specifically the evergreen tree and how it survives through the winter season. That’s why, in Christian belief, green represents the eternal life of Jesus Christ. For the historical fact, she stated that back in the 14th Century, churches presented Miracle Plays—religious plays used to educate the illiterate public. Traditionally on December 24, the church presented The Paradise Play, the story of Adam and Eve and the Garden of Eden. And in place of an apple tree—as they weren’t available in winter—they fastened apples to the branches of a pine tree. Using a pine to represent the Tree of Good and Evil became a common practice among churches and they began incorporating the tree into their Christmas displays each year. But it didn’t stop there. Following the church’s example, people began assembling pine trees in their homes and decorating them with red apples. This act introduced two modern traditions: the Christmas tree and our seasonal colors, green for the pine tree and red for the apples.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;All in all, it is very intriguing to see how enormously vast the color green is being interpreted by every culture. How it plays so many different roles emotionally, spiritually and culturally all across the world. How it has the ability of healing, relieving stress and calm down senses that we human so often needed these days. And the uses of the color green can just go on and on. And the thing here is, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;by seeing how green is being used and interpreted in so many perspectives and histories, it really makes you wonder: is green really just a color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;written by Ryan Ng Hsien Yoong. August 03 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Completely written by me. With help of various resources of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;I know, 2000 of pure hard Lucida Sans Unicode materials on nothing but green alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Damn awesome right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;If you did digest all 2000 words in that academic writing into ur head, congratulations. You have just overcame ultimate boredom. But if you dont, I understand. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Finished this at 7:30am earlier. Am going to pass it up at college now. And then I&#39;ll come home, and sleep like there&#39;s nobody&#39;s business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;See ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;green green green green green green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;green green green green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;green green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;green green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Superryan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/2238690338365212921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30082121&amp;postID=2238690338365212921&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/2238690338365212921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/2238690338365212921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wanna-bore-shyt-out-of-you.html' title='I Wanna Bore The Shyt Out of You!'/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30082121.post-8041511580883206515</id><published>2009-07-30T01:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T01:09:29.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Song. For You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;344&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/eHGmRcNlT9g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/eHGmRcNlT9g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I texted a postcard, sent to you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Did it go through?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sending all my love to you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are the moonlight of my life every night.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Giving all my love to you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My beating heart belongs to you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I walked for miles &#39;til i found you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&#39;m here to honor you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If i lose everything in the fire,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&#39;m sending all my love to you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;With every breath that i am worth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;here on earth,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&#39;m sending all my love to you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So if you dare to second guess,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You can rest assure&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That all my love&#39;s for you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My beating heart belongs to you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I walked for miles &#39;til i found you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&#39;m here to honor you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If i lose everything in the fire,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&#39;m sending all my love to you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My beating heart belongs to you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I walked for miles &#39;til i found you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&#39;m here to honor you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If i lose everything in the fire,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Did I ever make it through?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;dududu~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Superryan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/8041511580883206515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30082121&amp;postID=8041511580883206515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/8041511580883206515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/8041511580883206515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/2009/07/song-for-you.html' title='A Song. For You.'/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30082121.post-3972936789241164523</id><published>2009-07-26T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T01:20:28.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>V-va-va-va-vanilla Bear!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SmxnpRYYbMI/AAAAAAAADVw/KhyZ2S56dPs/s1600-h/astj+127.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SmxnpRYYbMI/AAAAAAAADVw/KhyZ2S56dPs/s320/astj+127.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SmxmiF6RnYI/AAAAAAAADVo/jGxgidcmH8w/s1600-h/safe_image.php.jpeg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SmxmiF6RnYI/AAAAAAAADVo/jGxgidcmH8w/s320/safe_image.php.jpeg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mr. Chuah Tse Yuen.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Born 26/07/1991&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the closest bear I&#39;m with in the Bear family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have always looked gay together fromt the beginning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But like we so favorly quoted :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;There is nothing gay about it in our eyes. :)&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy 18th Birthday bff! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s been a loooooooooong 5 and a half years! Actually it could be longer than that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Just that we can&#39;t really recall being friends of each other during Kindergarden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Hahahahhaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Leo and Friendship:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;People are attracted to Leo&#39;s zest for life and their warm spirit. They have the ability to lift up one&#39;s spirits and provide encouragement when times are rough. Their enthusiasm attracts people, Leos are social butterflies, not because they want to be but because people always naturally gravitate and surround the Leo. Leos are very difficult people to not like, they are usually fairly balanced, realistic people. They never dwell on the past and they will think you are strange if you do. Some Leos might be too caught up in themselves and be very self-centered but they are never too self-absorbed to help anyone who needs it. They pamper their friends and treat them well. A Leo is the ultimate friend. They do not hold a grudge and they are very forgiving. They have respect and understanding of people&#39;s differences.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/Smxx_caIWjI/AAAAAAAADV4/iVC3AFY5EAA/s1600-h/SDC10159.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/Smxx_caIWjI/AAAAAAAADV4/iVC3AFY5EAA/s320/SDC10159.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Bear Family. :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;:) like u said, let&#39;s multiply the years of our friendship by 10! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;A lil insight of my own. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h3&gt;What it&#39;s Like to Date a Capricorn Man:&lt;/h3&gt;The Capricorn man is very physical and passionate, but not emotional (on the outside). Deep inside he yearns for love but this takes a long time to become reality, he is very reluctant to place trust in another person. Show him how much you admire him and earn trust gradually over time. He is very faithful, probably the most faithful of all zodiac signs. Underneath his secretive mysterious nature is a romantic streak with a strong sensual side, this side is completely hidden and once unlocked, you&#39;ll be amazed at the transformation this man has undergone! Patience and trust is key with a Capricorn man, he has so much to offer the right woman who will wait for him. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Strawberry Bear&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/3972936789241164523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30082121&amp;postID=3972936789241164523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/3972936789241164523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/3972936789241164523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/2009/07/v-va-va-va-vanilla-bear.html' title='V-va-va-va-vanilla Bear!'/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SmxnpRYYbMI/AAAAAAAADVw/KhyZ2S56dPs/s72-c/astj+127.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30082121.post-3889126154742200514</id><published>2009-07-22T02:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T02:12:53.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Black and White Son of a Gun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Charlie the Unicorn Series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;344&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/--e7kZb1JEo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/--e7kZb1JEo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;episode 2&amp;amp;3 (MUST WATCH!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;2: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RIuFFkPaNpE&quot; style=&quot;color: #cccccc;&quot;&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RIuFFkPaNpE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;3: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ma2LvXPqPwg&quot; style=&quot;color: #cccccc;&quot;&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ma2LvXPqPwg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #b45f06; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Tankmen Series&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;344&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/r8P5g1w8nzw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/r8P5g1w8nzw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;other episodes (watch accordingly)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;2: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-qKpOYOBV1o&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cccccc;&quot;&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-qKpOYOBV1o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;1.5: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-LqjyqDYNUU&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cccccc;&quot;&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-LqjyqDYNUU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;0.5: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qI1Nd0kx4q4&amp;amp;feature=related&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cccccc;&quot;&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qI1Nd0kx4q4&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;and my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Tankmen Infinity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;344&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/zwWwXyZmeWo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/zwWwXyZmeWo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&quot;We gotta be sneaaaaky Charliee, sneaaaaaaaaaky~&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Superryan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/3889126154742200514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30082121&amp;postID=3889126154742200514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/3889126154742200514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/3889126154742200514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-black-and-white-son-of-gun.html' title='You Black and White Son of a Gun!'/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30082121.post-5134012491817091305</id><published>2009-07-19T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T02:00:33.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duo of My Life. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SmIKW7CGOUI/AAAAAAAADVY/D_DrrhWTQ-Y/s1600-h/DSC01657.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SmIKW7CGOUI/AAAAAAAADVY/D_DrrhWTQ-Y/s320/DSC01657.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Cayang Lim Kok Ping&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;born on 17/07/91.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Legal Birthday bro. Two years of friendship but it felt like ages already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;May our brothership prevail, cayang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Love you. :D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SmIMARiiM1I/AAAAAAAADVg/8e_mdhfa6fw/s1600-h/P1160085.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SmIMARiiM1I/AAAAAAAADVg/8e_mdhfa6fw/s320/P1160085.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Felicia Low Swee Chin. :) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;born on 19/07/93&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Felicia oh Felicia. What&#39;s there to say when everything&#39;s been said? :) Just want to wish you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;a verrrry sweeeet sixteen! Enjoy sixteen when it&#39;s still there. Seventeen and eighteen will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;never be as same as sixteen. :( God bless and take care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;BE HAPPY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; come by people&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;who mean the world to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;is like coming by&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;a moon that&#39;s blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Superryan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/5134012491817091305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30082121&amp;postID=5134012491817091305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/5134012491817091305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/5134012491817091305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/2009/07/duo-of-my-life.html' title='Duo of My Life. :)'/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SmIKW7CGOUI/AAAAAAAADVY/D_DrrhWTQ-Y/s72-c/DSC01657.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30082121.post-1365728137991143345</id><published>2009-07-16T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T01:35:25.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonnet 109.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, never say that I was false of heart,&lt;br /&gt;Though absence seemed my flame to qualify.&lt;br /&gt;As easy might I from my self depart&lt;br /&gt;As from my soul which in thy breast doth lie.&lt;br /&gt;That is my home of love; if I have ranged,&lt;br /&gt;Like him that travels I return again,&lt;br /&gt;Just to the time, not with the time exchanged,&lt;br /&gt;So that myself bring water for my stain.&lt;br /&gt;Never believe though in my nature reigned&lt;br /&gt;All frailties that besiege all kinds of blood,&lt;br /&gt;That it could so preposterously be stained&lt;br /&gt;To leave for nothing all thy sum of good;&lt;br /&gt;For nothing this wide universe I call&lt;br /&gt;Save thou, my rose, in it thou art my all .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;For never was a story of more woe&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Ryan Shakespeare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/1365728137991143345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30082121&amp;postID=1365728137991143345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/1365728137991143345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/1365728137991143345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/2009/07/sonnet-109.html' title='Sonnet 109.'/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30082121.post-7456141223462451940</id><published>2009-07-08T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:59:26.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Sad Case Blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SlSz1hdYz6I/AAAAAAAADVQ/WP-tjsACF3A/s1600-h/Pile_of_lies__charcoal_by_mickeyxmouse.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SlSz1hdYz6I/AAAAAAAADVQ/WP-tjsACF3A/s320/Pile_of_lies__charcoal_by_mickeyxmouse.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, as I sulk and feel bad for not updating my blog often. It made me sat down and wonder why it happens. And suddenly it struck me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt update not because I dont have time or Im lazy. I didnt because I..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have nothing to blog about -&amp;gt; No interesting stuffs that&#39;s happening in my life recently which indirectly leads to the fact that.:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Have No Life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;(D:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sides that, Design1 Final project, Study Skills 2000 words Academic writing (using of Wiki, Yahoo/MSN search or Google as main source of information not allowed), Final exams, Final presentations all coming reaaaaaaaal soon. Five weeks time and they still give you assignments in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;S.H.I.T&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returning back to my lifeless state. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;But in the end. It&#39;s fulfilling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Superryan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/7456141223462451940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30082121&amp;postID=7456141223462451940&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/7456141223462451940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/7456141223462451940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-sad-case-blog.html' title='What a Sad Case Blog.'/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SlSz1hdYz6I/AAAAAAAADVQ/WP-tjsACF3A/s72-c/Pile_of_lies__charcoal_by_mickeyxmouse.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30082121.post-6626328174506533729</id><published>2009-06-24T01:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T01:22:24.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Keep Forgetting Birthdays These Days.</title><content type='html'>Yeah, like the title said. I kept missing people&#39;s birthdays. If there isnt anybody reminding about June babies&#39; birthdays (especially &lt;b&gt;Christopher&lt;/b&gt; who&#39;s considered as a CLOSE FRIEND to me. wth.) . I would totally overlook them. Too many stuffs in mind. Why la, why? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, would like to make belated wishes to :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SkEFaNPGbjI/AAAAAAAADVA/2eBYcj9Opqw/s1600-h/DSC03013.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SkEFaNPGbjI/AAAAAAAADVA/2eBYcj9Opqw/s320/DSC03013.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ms. Wong Chai Qiao aka Sidekick.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;amp; also&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SkEFlELme9I/AAAAAAAADVI/V44huKLHc3s/s1600-h/190620095598.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SkEFlELme9I/AAAAAAAADVI/V44huKLHc3s/s320/190620095598.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;The ever Glammy&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Ms. Tiffany Leong Wenyi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Both a belated Happy 16th and 18th Birthday respectively. :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And Im sorry I forgot your birthdays. *bangs wall*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;And lastly, another belated wish:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;It has been a long three years hasn&#39;t it? I still remember the immature grammar I used my first posts with you. And how the language used in this blog slowly evolute and turned into a mature butterfly. Although not perfect, but my english using on you has surely improved a lot. And I have to partly thank you for that too, since writing on you is basically like writing an essay, I practice my writing everytime I update you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Since I hated writing essay, these past three years has been filled with periods of my absence. With contributions by my laziness I failed to update you often and sometimes even leaving you dusted for months. There were also a period when I even shut you down but reopened you in the end. I just want to apologize for these days and the days to come. Bear with me blog, you&#39;ll be like my wife, a soulmate for many years to come. If you are human, you&#39;d be the person that understands me the most and knows my history like ABC. But it&#39;s fine even you&#39;re not human, it&#39;d be damn weird to be married to a human blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thinking of it, are you even female? As I created you, I figured I have the power to assume your gender. So yeah, you should be a female blog. A hot female blog. And the next thing I expect is to see is for male blogs to come approaching you. If that&#39;s possible. Who knows? One day I might have to part with you as you go with another blog to make little junior blogs and form a blog family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man come to think of it, am I your father?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It depends on you fully though because I dont think Im qualified to be your father since I dont tend to you much. Okay anyway, I have another apology to make. And that is for forgetting your birthday. So right, here I go: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #b45f06; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Belated 3rd Birthday Rock Royalty/ Life of Superryan/ Notes from Superryan. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I spend the years ahead even more committed to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&quot;Peace in, Peace out. =)&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Your Irresponsible Blogger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I know it&#39;s weird to celebrate a blog&#39;s birthday. Moreover with that damn random letter. But it served as a purpose of practising my writing before &lt;b&gt;IELTS&lt;/b&gt; mid term exam this Friday.&amp;nbsp; lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, my blog&#39;s birthday was on&lt;b&gt; June 22nd&lt;/b&gt;. Two days ago. And I totally forgot about it. I never really wished my blog with birthday wishes the past two years and I promised to wish it this year. But I guess I missed it again. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Gotta roll. Back to assignment rushing. &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;(note the time. SIGH)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicia, my blog is 3 years and 2 days older than your&#39;s! :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh and thanks for indirectly reminding me. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Superryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/6626328174506533729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30082121&amp;postID=6626328174506533729&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/6626328174506533729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/6626328174506533729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-keep-forgetting-birthdays-these-days.html' title='I Keep Forgetting Birthdays These Days.'/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SkEFaNPGbjI/AAAAAAAADVA/2eBYcj9Opqw/s72-c/DSC03013.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30082121.post-3366467326176532481</id><published>2009-06-11T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:36:06.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Family Has Twins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SjDbN-RIJsI/AAAAAAAADUw/xc-3vFIAd8s/s1600-h/hweeyingLOL.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SjDbN-RIJsI/AAAAAAAADUw/xc-3vFIAd8s/s320/hweeyingLOL.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;This is me. (in a wig)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SjDdsKVqMeI/AAAAAAAADU4/Wno5-DEBmuI/s1600-h/1_555300705l.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SjDdsKVqMeI/AAAAAAAADU4/Wno5-DEBmuI/s320/1_555300705l.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;This is my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;DONT WE LOOK SMASHINGLY ALIKE? :D&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahhahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rate from 1-10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;good looking twins there eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Superryan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/3366467326176532481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30082121&amp;postID=3366467326176532481&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/3366467326176532481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/3366467326176532481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-family-has-twins.html' title='My Family Has Twins!'/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SjDbN-RIJsI/AAAAAAAADUw/xc-3vFIAd8s/s72-c/hweeyingLOL.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30082121.post-2785972581912566989</id><published>2009-06-04T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:18:38.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It&#39;s The Time Of The Year Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SifVXPMnI7I/AAAAAAAADUo/qt5RP6AahmY/s1600-h/Backpacking_in_the_Prairieland_by_jmorrison.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SifVXPMnI7I/AAAAAAAADUo/qt5RP6AahmY/s320/Backpacking_in_the_Prairieland_by_jmorrison.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I wonder when can I be part of this? :(&lt;/div&gt;Sorry kawans, no proper updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cudn&#39;t find time. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was planning to update today but an assignment came up for &lt;b style=&quot;color: #999999;&quot;&gt;Design1 &lt;/b&gt;due Monday and Im having church camp starting tmr until at earliest Sunday evening. So I had to try and rush the assignment. Bugger. But the assignment&#39;s enjoyable tho. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, yeah I mentioned it. I&#39;m heading to &lt;b style=&quot;color: #999999;&quot;&gt;Port Dickson&lt;/b&gt; (NUBE again. =.=) for Church camp. Hopefully I can find an ideal getaway there. Away from my current hectic lifeless-lifestyle. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during my absence. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #999999;&quot;&gt;Mr. Mole Ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; will be caretaking my &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #999999;&quot;&gt;Plurk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; account until Im back. So do expect lame posts by him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sorry &lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Fel&lt;/b&gt;. I know it was your job. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off. Enjoyable assignment here I come. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Superryan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/2785972581912566989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30082121&amp;postID=2785972581912566989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/2785972581912566989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/2785972581912566989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-time-of-year-again.html' title='It&#39;s The Time Of The Year Again.'/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SifVXPMnI7I/AAAAAAAADUo/qt5RP6AahmY/s72-c/Backpacking_in_the_Prairieland_by_jmorrison.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30082121.post-4529892957101792374</id><published>2009-05-24T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:06:23.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Around Me Are Familiar Faces. Worn Out Faces, Worn Out Faces.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/ShlZlzk8dvI/AAAAAAAADUg/Jug9Dy022xk/s1600-h/candlelight_3_by_dabarnabrani.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/ShlZlzk8dvI/AAAAAAAADUg/Jug9Dy022xk/s320/candlelight_3_by_dabarnabrani.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;My bathroom&#39;s fluorescent lamp went cuckoo today. So I gotta like do all my hygiene stuffs in the night under visual support by candlelight. But I got to admit tho. It&#39;s kind of a warm experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warm as in illiterally. Not the heat from the candle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt like as if I was in the vintage years ( waaaaay back before &lt;b style=&quot;color: #cccccc;&quot;&gt;Thomas Edison&lt;/b&gt; invented lightbulbs ) when I was showering under the candlelight. Except that I have a heater, shampoo, conditioner and a nice water pump in my bank. To think that our ancestors used to live in this kind of environment, it must have been a pretty romantic era. But of course, troublesome when the time comes for them to read or do paperworks. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyway, my point here is that. It&#39;s a pretty good experience to live under the candlelight for even a brief moment. You should give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first real WEEKENDS since college started had been quite restoring. Resting and having fun I&#39;ve missed out during the weekdays thanks to assignments. It&#39;s been like 5 months since I&#39;ve felt like that. So yeah, gotta take some time to get used to this hectic life which is in huge contrary to the relaxing life I&#39;ve lived the past 5 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and thanks to Thenesh. I came across this song of&lt;span style=&quot;color: #eeeeee;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #cccccc;&quot;&gt;Adam Lambert&#39;s&lt;/b&gt;. His version of &lt;b&gt;Mad World &lt;/b&gt;originally by &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cccccc;&quot;&gt;Tears for Fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; in the 80s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;340&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/YyyESHqT9a4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/YyyESHqT9a4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;560&quot; height=&quot;340&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SO.DAMN.EPIC.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;After browsing his other songs. I was really impressed by him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though Im not much of a AI follower here, I didn&#39;t understand why he lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I realized. Oh, &lt;b style=&quot;color: #cccccc;&quot;&gt;Kris Allen&lt;/b&gt; is hot. No wonder. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #cccccc;&quot;&gt;Adam Lambert&lt;/b&gt; should have won even if he&#39;s gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fullstop. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;and I find it kinda funny,&lt;br /&gt;I find it kinda sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Superryan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/4529892957101792374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30082121&amp;postID=4529892957101792374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/4529892957101792374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/4529892957101792374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-around-me-are-familiar-faces-worn.html' title='All Around Me Are Familiar Faces. Worn Out Faces, Worn Out Faces.'/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/ShlZlzk8dvI/AAAAAAAADUg/Jug9Dy022xk/s72-c/candlelight_3_by_dabarnabrani.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30082121.post-3099550608498757313</id><published>2009-05-18T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:19:54.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes We Wish That We Could Turn Back Time, Don&#39;t We? :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/ShFp6UZB6ZI/AAAAAAAADUQ/tNyPcWly7I8/s1600-h/assignments__ESB_by_Maleficentia.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/ShFp6UZB6ZI/AAAAAAAADUQ/tNyPcWly7I8/s320/assignments__ESB_by_Maleficentia.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #990000;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;TOA&#39;S ASSIGNMENTS ARE KILLERS! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Seriously. It&#39;s only been the second week and I&#39;m being flooded by assignments and deadlines already. &lt;b&gt;TERRIBLE&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it&#39;s really true that some people say that the 1st year will be an asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, at least and thank goodness I&#39;m enjoying doing the assignments, for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Oh and &lt;b&gt;IELTS&lt;/b&gt;, it&#39;s an asshole for a subject. I find it difficult to handle despite my strong foundation in the English subject. All the questions given in the course book are so tricky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;But studies and work aside. I must say, I&#39;m potentially loving my classmates. :)&lt;br /&gt;I have cool, fun, &lt;i&gt;funny&lt;/i&gt; (FCD0905-1, u all know who. HAH), friendly, sporting and caring people for classmates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;How nice is that. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, it&#39;s only the 2nd week. I hardly get to know them thoroughly yet. And we&#39;re yet close enough to begin doing &lt;b&gt;CRAZY&lt;/b&gt; stuffs. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this will b a short update. Since I still have assignments to attend to, but I was convicted to update my blog. So yeah. Routine stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a blog is quite troublesome. But an enjoyable/exploitable luxury at certain times. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;as life goes by, romantic dreams will stop.&lt;br /&gt;so I bid mine goodbye and never knew,&lt;br /&gt;that so close was waiting.&lt;br /&gt;And I can only wish that I could turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Superryan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/3099550608498757313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30082121&amp;postID=3099550608498757313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/3099550608498757313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/3099550608498757313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/2009/05/sometimes-we-wish-that-we-could-turn.html' title='Sometimes We Wish That We Could Turn Back Time, Don&#39;t We? :)'/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/ShFp6UZB6ZI/AAAAAAAADUQ/tNyPcWly7I8/s72-c/assignments__ESB_by_Maleficentia.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30082121.post-4082458256614321309</id><published>2009-05-07T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T19:19:02.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Freshman.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SgK6j4f_NoI/AAAAAAAADTw/ZSrEV9GGHDQ/s1600-h/Image324.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SgK6j4f_NoI/AAAAAAAADTw/ZSrEV9GGHDQ/s320/Image324.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Round Face FTW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Ahh, something that Im going to walk around with hanging on my neck quite often for the next four years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;First day of college, or rather the first of the two orientation days was rather dull. Maybe because I was there without anyone close or comfortable to be with. But still, I&#39;ve got to admit that I kind of liked the &quot;fresh new start&quot; kind of feeling. The feeling that everyone you are strangers and that it&#39;s time to make new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I failed to make one today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed I was pretty anti-social. Maybe it&#39;s because of the lack of sleep ( prior to the inability to sleep from the exciting thoughts of college&#39;s first day ), or maybe Im just the type of person that needs time to set my foot in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is. I better not be what I was today, tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;As a designer, you must talk and talk and talk and talk and talk.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted by&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #999999;&quot;&gt;Eric Leong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Speaking of &lt;b style=&quot;color: #999999;&quot;&gt;Eric Leong&lt;/b&gt;. Im sure some of you know who he is by just the mention of name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you dont,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SgK-Ck5FWyI/AAAAAAAADUA/o2668mx8XRo/s1600-h/ericpic_profile8.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SgK-Ck5FWyI/AAAAAAAADUA/o2668mx8XRo/s320/ericpic_profile8.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That baldie and all those furniture and decorations should ring a bell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny guy. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, he&#39;s&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #999999;&quot;&gt;Eric Leong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. An&lt;b&gt; Interior Designer&lt;/b&gt; who&#39;s famous for being the host of &lt;b style=&quot;color: #999999;&quot;&gt;Casa Impian&lt;/b&gt;. A television programme which documents Eric going around houses making makeovers for from a normal plain house to a glamourous residence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my very surprise, he&#39;s a lecturer in&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;The One Academy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only downside is, he&#39;s only teaching in the&lt;b&gt; Interior Design&lt;/b&gt; courses. Which I&#39;m not in as I&#39;m taking up &lt;b&gt;Foundation in Communication Design&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even it&#39;s only for one hour. I could clearly see how efficient Eric delivered his teachings, tips and advices to us as he came in the hall and surprised everyone for a talk on &lt;i&gt;&quot;I Want To Be A Designer.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He listed down criterias that are critical for us in order to be a successful designer and even entertained us by demonstrating and giving examples for each criteria. There were numerous of them and some were very typical : creativity, heart to learn, have confidence and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there were special cases brought up by him, humorous ones too. For example, you have to be a funny guy. Which was weird to me at first. But it made sense. What makes a guy funny? His creativity that attributes to his ability to make others laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also another weird criteria : you must be a super camwhore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to &lt;b style=&quot;color: #999999;&quot;&gt;Eric&lt;/b&gt;. Whenever you attend an event as a designer. Be in as many pictures as you can. Because if it comes out in the papers. People remember your face. It contributes alot in your status climb as a designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet again, weird but it made sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;All in all. It was a very special session with him. I appreciate him spending his time with us even if it&#39;s just for a short while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person to look up to really. Did you know that he holds FORTY EIGHT posts in his career?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48 posts as in like, being a&lt;b&gt; Creative Director&lt;/b&gt; for different companies. &lt;b&gt;A Design Consultant&lt;/b&gt; for multiple companies. Hosting numerous shows and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he is able to manage his time to do his job tremendously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting to mention, his works are one of a kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly, I find myself admiring him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I want to be like &lt;b style=&quot;color: #999999;&quot;&gt;Eric Leong&lt;/b&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really hope that I&#39;ll have to chance to be taught by him again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, 2nd day of college tmr! Finally dividing into classes. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;I noticed I&#39;ve changed so much recently.&lt;br /&gt;But, for the better or for the worse?&lt;br /&gt;That&#39;s the confusing part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Superryan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/4082458256614321309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30082121&amp;postID=4082458256614321309&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/4082458256614321309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/4082458256614321309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/2009/05/mr-freshman.html' title='Mr. Freshman.'/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SgK6j4f_NoI/AAAAAAAADTw/ZSrEV9GGHDQ/s72-c/Image324.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30082121.post-3141906760851150442</id><published>2009-04-28T20:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:09:37.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At First Glance.</title><content type='html'>50 First Reactions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I was supposed to write out whatever that flashes through my mind the first thing when I go through each of the questions. So ah, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Beer:&lt;/b&gt; Budweiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Food:&lt;/b&gt; Fats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Relationships:&lt;/b&gt; Deteriorating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Crush:&lt;/b&gt; David Archuleta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Power Rangers:&lt;/b&gt; Childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Life:&lt;/b&gt; house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. The President:&lt;/b&gt; Obama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Yummy:&lt;/b&gt; Fats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Cars:&lt;/b&gt; Ford Shelby Mustang GT500KR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Movie&lt;/b&gt;: Hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. Halloween:&lt;/b&gt; Lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. Sex:&lt;/b&gt; Gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. Religion:&lt;/b&gt; Unreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. Hate:&lt;/b&gt; Evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. Fear:&lt;/b&gt; Snakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. Marriage: &lt;/b&gt;Bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. Blonde:&lt;/b&gt; Bond.&amp;gt;_&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. Slippers:&lt;/b&gt; Flippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19. Shoes:&lt;/b&gt; Odour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. Asians:&lt;/b&gt; Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21. Past time:&lt;/b&gt; Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22. One night stand:&lt;/b&gt; Standing for one whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;23. My cell phone:&lt;/b&gt; Handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;24. Smoke:&lt;/b&gt; Global warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;25. Fantasy:&lt;/b&gt; Well, fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;26. College:&lt;/b&gt; Incomparable to High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;27. High school life: &lt;/b&gt;Retrospects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;28. Pajamas:&lt;/b&gt; Love it when girls have them on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;29. Stars:&lt;/b&gt; Dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30. Center:&lt;/b&gt; of the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;31. Alcohol:&lt;/b&gt; Bacardi Big Apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;32. The word love:&lt;/b&gt; , It&#39;s a funny thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;33. Friends:&lt;/b&gt; Backbones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;34. Money:&lt;/b&gt; Necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;35. Heartache:&lt;/b&gt; Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;36. Time:&lt;/b&gt; Goes By.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;37. Divorce:&lt;/b&gt; Unlikely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;38. Dogs:&lt;/b&gt; Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;39. Undies&lt;/b&gt;: Giordano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;40. Parents:&lt;/b&gt; Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;41. Babies:&lt;/b&gt; Breathless - Shayne Ward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;42. Ex:&lt;/b&gt; Ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;43. Song:&lt;/b&gt; Lifehouse&#39;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;44. Color:&lt;/b&gt; Green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;45. Weddings:&lt;/b&gt; Paul Tan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;46. Pizza:&lt;/b&gt; Hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;47. Hangout:&lt;/b&gt; Fridays and Saturdays! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;48. Rest:&lt;/b&gt; Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;49. Goal:&lt;/b&gt; FIFA Online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;50. Inspiration&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;You&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;Tomorrow, is a different day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Superryan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/3141906760851150442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30082121&amp;postID=3141906760851150442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/3141906760851150442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/3141906760851150442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/2009/04/at-first-glance.html' title='At First Glance.'/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30082121.post-2236781390575703930</id><published>2009-04-26T20:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:55:23.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love For You Was Blind,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SfRRJP8J2iI/AAAAAAAADTg/tjirAuDuYVA/s1600-h/happiness_by_wint3r88.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SfRRJP8J2iI/AAAAAAAADTg/tjirAuDuYVA/s320/happiness_by_wint3r88.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Staring right back in the face,&lt;br /&gt;A memory can&#39;t be erased,&lt;br /&gt;I know, because I tried.&lt;br /&gt;Start to feel the emptiness,&lt;br /&gt;And everything I&#39;m gonna miss,&lt;br /&gt;I know, that I can&#39;t hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start to breathe and fake a smile,&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s all the same after a while,&lt;br /&gt;I know, that you are tired.&lt;br /&gt;Carrying the ones you lost,&lt;br /&gt;A picture frame with all the thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;I know, you hold inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this time is passing by,&lt;br /&gt;I think it&#39;s time to just move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&#39;re coming back down.&lt;br /&gt;You say you feel lost can I help you find it,&lt;br /&gt;When you come around.&lt;br /&gt;From time to time we all are blinded.&lt;br /&gt;You&#39;re coming back down.&lt;br /&gt;You don&#39;t have to tell me what you&#39;re feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I know what you&#39;re going through,&lt;br /&gt;I won&#39;t be the one that lets go of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you come back down,&lt;br /&gt;If you land on your feet,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you find a way to make it back to me.&lt;br /&gt;When you come around,&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll be there for you,&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t have to be alone with what you&#39;re going through.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I&#39;m really bad at : moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t know, but it&#39;s just so hard for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s tiring to &lt;i&gt;pretend&lt;/i&gt; that I&#39;m fine, but I hate getting &lt;i&gt;sympathy&lt;/i&gt; at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate sympathy, it makes me feel so useless and insecure, weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the worse part of moving on for me is not that, it&#39;s the damage it makes, the pain it brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not physically, not mentally, not even emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;But just, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s been so long, that I&#39;ve forgotten how to stand back up.&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve struggled, struggling.&lt;br /&gt;But I&#39;ll learn, I&#39;ll cope.&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m almost there, I know.&lt;br /&gt;I will overcome it, whatever it takes, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Because you promised you would be happy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, this post is so not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ahh, the quintessentiality of speaking your heart out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He put the box he&#39;s rummaged the whole house for right in front of him. A box which he thought was perfect for whatever he&#39;s about to do. Looking at the box, he thought twice.&lt;br /&gt;Or at least he tried to.&lt;br /&gt;As whatever he planned to do seems so cliche. And being cliche is what he&#39;s always avoided being associated with. But still he decided it was an essential thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;And he thought that the idea was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After opening the cover of the box, he stretched his hands and fingers like he was about to do an exercise or the like. Then he started. He took two rubber wristbands, which were a couple out of a number of items that he&#39;s placed near him in preparation for this ritual. Smiling and thought back how these two wristbands were the first items he received even before the beginning. But yet the smile faded soon thereafter when he looked at one of the wristbands. The black one; The &lt;b&gt;COURAGE&lt;/b&gt; wristband, which has snapped and rendered unwearable from it&#39;s exhaustation of being put on so often. He sighed a regret and put the wristband nicely into the box, along with the red one; &lt;b&gt;PANAMA&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he found and took up another wristband near him. But this one was special. Because it was not rubber. It was plastic, a faded glowstick formed into a wristband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly he saw the irony as it appeared that the glowstick was the last item he received before the end. But he could only give a sad smile as he placed the glowstick alongside with the other two wristbands carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came a tie, an olive green colored tie. He took it up and covered his nose with it, taking a soft sniff. And he was glad. Glad that the familiar scent which captivates him and which he loved so much was still there, although fading. Fondly he thought that keeping it in the box would preserve the scent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ah, why not a little foolishness if disappointment can be avoided?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a father to the tie, he folded it nicely and softly placed it into the box. Fitting just nicely into it. And he also placed in several items which were not really relevant, but contains of what he classified to be &quot;precious memories&quot;. And he was sure those items deserved to be in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, he picked up his wallet and opened it. Immediately spotting the last two items he wanted to put into the box: two photos. One of himself. And the other, a pretty photo of which instantly brought a word to his mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Retard!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo meant the world to him. How he used to get all angry when his friends pulled pranks on him by hiding the photo and he had to look for it. Worrying he&#39;ll never get to see it again. And he couldn&#39;t help but to be flowed with sadness looking at it. Then he took a deep sigh and placed the two photos nicely on the tie, next to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He closed the box with it&#39;s cover and then stood there, looking at it. He was going to do it, but felt a sudden reluctant and pulled back, thinking how weird it would be talking to something lifeless. But then again, he corrected himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;They&#39;re not lifeless. They&#39;re alive. And they will last forever.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This line came from someone from his past long ago,referring to memories. And he made a smile, it was not fake, not happy nor sad. It was more like a smile of hope, of comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he did it. Or to be exact, he said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Goodbye, until we meet again.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he placed the box into eternity.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;But I couldn&#39;t make you see it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;couldn&#39;t make you see it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;that I loved you more, then you&#39;ve ever known,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;a part of me died, when I let you go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #b45f06; text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Superryan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/2236781390575703930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30082121&amp;postID=2236781390575703930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/2236781390575703930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/2236781390575703930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-love-for-you-was-blind_26.html' title='My Love For You Was Blind,'/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SfRRJP8J2iI/AAAAAAAADTg/tjirAuDuYVA/s72-c/happiness_by_wint3r88.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30082121.post-6699486441252167367</id><published>2009-04-17T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T13:49:03.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>These Days Aren&#39;t Easy Anymore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SeieXbxDZRI/AAAAAAAADTI/0oAxtqmUDBo/s1600-h/Long_Roads____by_Sh0TguNxSisTeRs.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SeieXbxDZRI/AAAAAAAADTI/0oAxtqmUDBo/s320/Long_Roads____by_Sh0TguNxSisTeRs.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;The world disgusts me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;The determination I see in today&#39;s world, disgusts me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;The passion people have in today&#39;s world, disgusts me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;The love that people have in today&#39;s world, disgusts me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;And even I myself, disgust me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it, that people get so tired of everything so easily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it, that some people give up, so easily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially people in their youth, when they are being thrown at by home works, studies, curricular responsibilities and for some of them, relationship issues. They get tired of them so easily, give up on them so easily when things get a little rough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;I can&#39;t handle the pressure of so many things at once.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, please reflect and look at your parents and other adults for goodness&#39; sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your so called &lt;i&gt;&quot;too-much-pressure&quot;&lt;/i&gt; comparable to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yea, you have your home works and studies.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they have works, assignments, projects and for some of them, an asshole for a boss to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes, you have curricular responsibilities.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for goodness&#39; sake, some of the adults cant even have fun, recreation because they are so eaten up by their job. And you think some of them enjoy being a committee in their own corporate ladder? At least you still can have fun being the President of one of your school&#39;s club. For adults? Take ex-US President George Bush and our very own ex-Prime Minister Badawi for an example. Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ah, you have relationship issues!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But your parents have a wife/husband to please and love, children to take care and nurture and not to mention their educational expenses to handle. And also their own parents to appreciate. Ultimately a family to keep together in one piece and provide for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you think what you&#39;re going through now is difficult to handle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, reality check please and thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;I&#39;m still young la, I have to enjoy life to the max!&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this statement. Let&#39;s just put it this way. I strongly suggest that it&#39;s only&lt;b&gt; APPROPRIATE&lt;/b&gt; for teenagers below fifteen to say this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you&#39;re sixteen and above and you still think like this, I&#39;m sorry, but you are&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; immature.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you suggest builds the will your parents have, other adults have to go through the shithole they are going through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Determination, Passion and Love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had the &lt;b&gt;determination&lt;/b&gt; to go to their office everyday and please their boss, to face the tribulations brought in by their jobs and even family issues. They faced it with superhuman will and tried to solve them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had the ability to develop a &lt;b&gt;passion&lt;/b&gt; for their job, for whatever they were doing at their office everyday and the passion for their family and love affairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had the&lt;b&gt; love&lt;/b&gt;, for their jobs and ultimately their family. By experience and after going through the burden bestowed upon them for some time, they learned how to love the things they had to do in a daily basis. They learned how to provide for their family unconditionally. They learned how to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;sacrifice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they practiced these qualities since young. You can ask your parents if you do not believe me. Ironically, they &lt;b&gt;HAVE&lt;/b&gt; been through whatever we&#39;ve went and going through in their youth days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And compared to us, they handled them better than we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, why does teenagers our days find it so easy to be tired of everything? To give up? Has determination, passion and even love, extinct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or are we just plain &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;spoiled&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, that contributes to the extinctions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, if you think studies, homeworks and a relationship is too much for you to handle, do you think you&#39;d survive an adult&#39;s life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocky roads, tribulations, challenges. We all have to go through them no matter what. There&#39;s never an easy way to success, to happiness, to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, the next time you want to give up. Think twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I offended anyone. I just sincerely hope that this post would be a wake-up call to our dying generation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;because that day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;your words felt like a knife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Superryan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/6699486441252167367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30082121&amp;postID=6699486441252167367&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/6699486441252167367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/6699486441252167367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/2009/04/these-days-arent-easy-anymore.html' title='These Days Aren&#39;t Easy Anymore.'/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SeieXbxDZRI/AAAAAAAADTI/0oAxtqmUDBo/s72-c/Long_Roads____by_Sh0TguNxSisTeRs.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30082121.post-6594833759658932886</id><published>2009-04-14T18:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T01:04:40.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Were Both Young, When I First Saw You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SeRd7A7F6XI/AAAAAAAADSo/TbjvApL9KBE/s1600-h/2951_72045497803_504027803_1771998_1592487_n.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SeRd7A7F6XI/AAAAAAAADSo/TbjvApL9KBE/s320/2951_72045497803_504027803_1771998_1592487_n.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SeReRY43E-I/AAAAAAAADSw/tWiPynwLsUs/s1600-h/2951_72045492803_504027803_1771997_6113874_n.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SeReRY43E-I/AAAAAAAADSw/tWiPynwLsUs/s320/2951_72045492803_504027803_1771997_6113874_n.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SeRej05mq4I/AAAAAAAADS4/RtYl6S8cJjo/s1600-h/Image3192.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SeRej05mq4I/AAAAAAAADS4/RtYl6S8cJjo/s320/Image3192.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superstar. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;My &lt;b&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, you did well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very proud of you. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;And err, be happy alright? It&#39;s been some time since I&#39;ve seen your &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; happy face. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SeTCD64D4nI/AAAAAAAADTA/jO3GASDKC6U/s1600-h/2888_79191360904_688200904_1724146_4012062_n.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SeTCD64D4nI/AAAAAAAADTA/jO3GASDKC6U/s320/2888_79191360904_688200904_1724146_4012062_n.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&#39;m missing it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;Smile an everlasting smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;Because the way your black eyes shined &lt;br /&gt;when you do so, &lt;br /&gt;put the Subang stars to shame. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Beloved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/6594833759658932886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30082121&amp;postID=6594833759658932886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/6594833759658932886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/6594833759658932886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-were-both-young-when-i-first-saw-you.html' title='We Were Both Young, When I First Saw You.'/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SeRd7A7F6XI/AAAAAAAADSo/TbjvApL9KBE/s72-c/2951_72045497803_504027803_1771998_1592487_n.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30082121.post-1555204754349068651</id><published>2009-04-08T18:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T18:21:32.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall of the Classic.</title><content type='html'>Changes made in blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spot the difference ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;Rejoice Lazy Bums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Superryan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/1555204754349068651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30082121&amp;postID=1555204754349068651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/1555204754349068651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/1555204754349068651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/2009/04/fall-of-classic.html' title='Fall of the Classic.'/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30082121.post-7358305078219074716</id><published>2009-03-31T02:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T02:37:53.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Hair, No Hair~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdEJenSmquI/AAAAAAAADRo/cv1i_XYWLT4/s1600-h/Image302.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdEJenSmquI/AAAAAAAADRo/cv1i_XYWLT4/s320/Image302.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jeng Jeng Jeng! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Oh lookey here, whose head (using head here since there&#39;s lack of hairs) does this belong to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;On a Sunday afternoon, his parents were kind and caring enough to invite most of his close friends including me to visit him at the &lt;b&gt;National Service&lt;/b&gt; camp. The blessed man who has such nice parents and friends is none other than...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdEKJ1fJJEI/AAAAAAAADRw/xoawLCGnh5U/s1600-h/Image304.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdEKJ1fJJEI/AAAAAAAADRw/xoawLCGnh5U/s320/Image304.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Bruthar from another muthar, &lt;b style=&quot;color: #999999;&quot;&gt;Chuah Tse Yuen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #999999;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #999999;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Hahahhahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I had to laugh whenever I see this picture. Im so not used to his lack-of-hair head. XDXD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Now I must make sure I update often enough so that he doesn&#39;t see this post when he comes back for&lt;b&gt; Easter. &lt;/b&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdEK-i0Om1I/AAAAAAAADR4/1izTqJ0GfCc/s1600-h/Image305.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdEK-i0Om1I/AAAAAAAADR4/1izTqJ0GfCc/s320/Image305.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Check out his NERD LOOK. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;So yeah, nine of us including the parents went to his campsite at Rawang (courtesy of &lt;b style=&quot;color: #999999;&quot;&gt;Uncle Chuah&lt;/b&gt; and his Toyota Fortuner&#39;s spacious interior). And supposedly if im not mistaken they say only the families of those at NS are allowed to visit them during weekends but we managed to get through anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we&#39;ve got a lot of weird stares from people there who must be wondering, &quot;The parents are so productive.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;And according to &lt;b style=&quot;color: #999999;&quot;&gt;Tse Yuen&lt;/b&gt;, you are not allowed to talk to or even be seen with the opposite sex at the camp unless during meetings. So sad right? And he&#39;s already whining to get out of there as soon as possible with HELP Uni&#39;s help. So much for &quot;Ok ar, quite nice. I kinda like it here.&quot; few days after he was there. The good impression didnt even last a week XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;He also said that the &lt;i&gt;Bumiputera&lt;/i&gt; boys there literally watch porn that was stored in their phones early in the morning, together. Wtcrap? Im ok with people watching porn but watching it together? Its a BIG EWWWWW. Might as well have a gay party then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Sick people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Anyway, since the camp was a park by itself. We had a picnic! Weird as it sounds, this is my first time having a picnic. I dont have childhood memories running around a park playing around and then run under a tree to have nice foods. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdENjZzg2gI/AAAAAAAADSA/KYNlLy-a_Ao/s1600-h/Image307.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdENjZzg2gI/AAAAAAAADSA/KYNlLy-a_Ao/s320/Image307.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Notice the &quot;mats&quot; we were sitting on. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #999999;&quot;&gt;Tse Yuen&lt;/b&gt; looked like he was but he was not pissed. It was because of the weather, hot and sunny. And notice I was wearing a dark colored shirt? Yeah, I was basically suffering and trying hard not to sweat my butt off. Sigh I sweat so easily it irritates me sometimes. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;But since there&#39;s coke and ice, I managed to control my HOT body temperature. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After chatting for around an hour, the weather suddenly changed (Malaysian weather, sigh) and it started to drizzle. And it was time to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;Strawberry bear!&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;His last words before I waved him goodbye, turned around and stepped into the car. And when I take another look at him again, he was facing against me walking back to his dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might sound gay but after all, he&#39;s my best friend. So..I missed him and miss him. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels so quiet around now since he went for NS. I dont see him online anymore, I don&#39;t play late night games with him anymore, I don&#39;t tease Eugene with him anymore, I don&#39;t see him on Saturday and Sunday at church anymore, I dont go out so often anymore since I usually hang out with him during weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s just so unusual not having him around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;And I&#39;ll to go through &quot;unusual&quot; for the next few months. Sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;But ahh, I&#39;ll manage. I&#39;m getting used to not be seeing my loved ones often already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Absence makes the heart fonder &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;and famously quoted by my &lt;b&gt;sweetheart:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jauh dari mata, dekat dalam hati. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back soon, bud. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;Superryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/feeds/7358305078219074716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30082121&amp;postID=7358305078219074716&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/7358305078219074716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30082121/posts/default/7358305078219074716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofsuperryan.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-hair-no-hair.html' title='No Hair, No Hair~'/><author><name>superryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909977814180931008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdZG21FHd6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7-J8Wq-P_Sw/S220/P1160029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7uEnrmlSx8E/SdEJenSmquI/AAAAAAAADRo/cv1i_XYWLT4/s72-c/Image302.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>