<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450</id><updated>2012-02-17T07:35:51.599+08:00</updated><category term='romance'/><category term='story'/><category term='Advent Children'/><category term='superpower'/><category term='superheores'/><category term='cape no7'/><category term='海角七号'/><category term='watch'/><category term='cosplay'/><category term='FFX'/><category term='sci-fi'/><category term='song'/><category term='国境之南'/><category term='appreciate'/><category term='hope'/><category term='break up'/><category term='watchmen'/><category term='action'/><category term='FFVII'/><category term='Love'/><category term='power'/><category term='men'/><category term='heroes'/><category term='Final Fantasy'/><category term='boy and girl'/><category term='FF'/><title type='text'>Monkey De Ace</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-2093975596903480257</id><published>2011-09-10T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T01:55:31.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life In US- People</title><content type='html'>So, here i am in USC, prestigious expensive( not important) private school in LA (now, this is important) ! LA, wohooo~~~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is almost nearly to a month since i have been here, the country i thought would be able to change my life. Leaving hometown going overseas to pursue my study maybe a dream to many and i bet many would do anything just for the chance, but for me, it means leaving my home,my family,my friends and building up an entirely new life in a place i am not used to. It means independence- deciding and doing what i think would be the best for me, with little guidance from friends whom i must be grateful of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This university i am studying right now is truly a university of diversified culture and background. It's almost like Malaysia, where people of many races lives together. Here, we have many different people from many different countries, we have china chinese, taiwanese, hong kong geh pang yao, koreans, japaneses, singaporeans,  indians  etc. Apart from the local whites and blacks, almost half of the majority in my university comprises of asians, some of them are american born asians. Its a good and bad thing; good part is ,with asians, i don't feel lonely(haha); bad part is ,with them, i don't really feel i am already in US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with races, let's talk about how these people look like ( not because they don't look like human that i need to depict them). The people here are very health-conscious. Many of them are at the top shape and many more work hard to gain that. I see many people working out in gym, jogging around campus and playing all sorts of balls...hehe.They are really fit! Nice postures!  Muscular,handsome and real strong looking for guys and sexy,slim and gorgeous looking women! Leng zhai and leng lui are almost everywhere here! Everwhere i turn, i see them, it is unavoidable... Even our president addresses us as 'a bunch of good looking people' in his welcoming speech. And reality proved his words being truthful. Because of this, i have cultural shock for the first week as i have  never seen this 'scenery' before, felt like i was living in a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( You might wanna SKIP this part if you are allergic to NATURALISTIC depictions of movements and appearance of human in action.)&lt;br /&gt;One more thing here is that if you see half naked guy walking on the street, don't be surprise, it's normal. I have even seen half naked guy jogging and his pants felt like almost dropping off,showing some of the cleavage of his pp....yeww~ disgusting!&lt;br /&gt;oh, and do you remember in movies or dramas, where the girl jogs and her b*****s are shaking vibrantly? It's the reality here. Even some guys,not that i purposely observed, are able to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how about the behavior of people here? They are respectful and real matured i must say, as whatever opinions you have,no matter its crappy or not, they will not despise you. And they are really good in giving their opinions, expressing themselves verbally. One thing that i must learn. But they do look less approachable, as if they are in their own world. However, if taken the chance to know them, they are actually kinda friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually writing this in one of the libraries here, they have windows 7 and mac os here and the environment is real cozy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, until next time, signing off now and wish you have a good day living your life X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-2093975596903480257?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/2093975596903480257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2011/09/life-in-us-people.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/2093975596903480257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/2093975596903480257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2011/09/life-in-us-people.html' title='Life In US- People'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-1679030312631399206</id><published>2011-05-19T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T20:50:18.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bless me</title><content type='html'>My determination will be tested.&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long since i have a chance to put myself within my own test of faith. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like where it leads to, a better life with stronger mentality,&lt;br /&gt;perhaps not stronger mentality,&lt;br /&gt;should be stronger patience and&lt;br /&gt;resistance and overcoming power towards a problem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is so fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-1679030312631399206?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/1679030312631399206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2011/05/bless-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/1679030312631399206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/1679030312631399206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2011/05/bless-me.html' title='Bless me'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-3473562477824051092</id><published>2010-11-10T18:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T19:18:41.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do u SEE in Food?</title><content type='html'>What do u think of when you are looking at food presented in front of you?&lt;br /&gt;Satisfaction because your hunger for food maybe fulfilled?&lt;br /&gt;Grateful because you still have things to eat while there are people out there starving?&lt;br /&gt;Irritation because the food does not suit your taste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, i see more than that, i see &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since young, my taste towards food changes accordingly, either to the environment or simply to the mood of that time.&lt;br /&gt;When i was small, vegetable is my nightmare. It tasted like dry grass to me. At that time, i am more to a carnivore, meat certainly is my favourite. I just like the feel of chewing the fine strings of protein source. It is that feel that gave me a sense of satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as i grow up, i started to eat vegetable. It is at certain age that i feel that vege isnt that bad after all. Even those 'ugly' bittergourd that i once despised alot have gotten into my list of 'Edible Substance'. I guess, that's a growth in me on the factor of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, enough with my story. Let's go back to the topic-- FUN. Why do i see fun in food??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember how 'nice looking' and well presented food are served in particular places? Even the most common food can be decorated in such ways that when you look at it, you feel that you are actually looking at a piece of art.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is the power of the chefs. Able to transform raw edible substances into well presented food. The way of arranging food, the way of putting colors on it ( be it healthy or not), the way of designing the presentation of food, these have always amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired and with a sense of playfulness within myself, i have always tried to play with food, before or after it is eaten. I have always tried to arrange it in my own ways, be it the nice way or the disgusting way. And i do it just for the pure feeling of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; FUN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;Lemonade Icy Cold Noodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/TNp9RqZaeiI/AAAAAAAAAK4/btorzD1DgHA/s1600/14042010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/TNp9RqZaeiI/AAAAAAAAAK4/btorzD1DgHA/s320/14042010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537876434197576226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Mr &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Ham Dan Chiu Yan 咸蛋超人&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/TNp9bU3GHMI/AAAAAAAAALA/z00RKrEgQZw/s1600/09112010%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/TNp9bU3GHMI/AAAAAAAAALA/z00RKrEgQZw/s320/09112010%2528003%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537876600215182530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meet Mr &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVIL&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/TNp9qqlvCcI/AAAAAAAAALI/7k-yO_pg2Vw/s1600/09112010%2528005%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/TNp9qqlvCcI/AAAAAAAAALI/7k-yO_pg2Vw/s320/09112010%2528005%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537876863745984962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lastly, Mr&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Nice Guy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/TNp9q422EyI/AAAAAAAAALQ/nVqfSA9NO_8/s1600/07112010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/TNp9q422EyI/AAAAAAAAALQ/nVqfSA9NO_8/s320/07112010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537876867575845666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I am still thinking of uploading the disgusting ones...hmm......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-3473562477824051092?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/3473562477824051092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-do-u-see-in-food.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/3473562477824051092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/3473562477824051092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-do-u-see-in-food.html' title='What do u SEE in Food?'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/TNp9RqZaeiI/AAAAAAAAAK4/btorzD1DgHA/s72-c/14042010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-3219190947561579090</id><published>2010-09-24T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T00:46:13.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thg thg thg thg</title><content type='html'>Got so many things  i  wana achieve in such a short period.&lt;br /&gt;Must really try my best and disclipline myself or i'll never achieve anythg...&lt;br /&gt;Good God, bless me, though i have lost my faith for a very long time, but i still believe u do exist.I am reluctant to believe that monkeys are my ancestors.&lt;br /&gt;No time No time NO TIME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Dont call me DOTA please.&lt;br /&gt;Dont call me go hang out one whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Dont call me skip class.&lt;br /&gt;Dont call me go useless stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F...i know i am just saying, it's hard to walk the talk.&lt;br /&gt;But, i must really work hard!!&lt;br /&gt;For the Future!&lt;br /&gt;For my Dreams!&lt;br /&gt;For my Passions!!!&lt;br /&gt;GO GO GO, Prepare to FIGHT or surrender!!!! Meow~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-3219190947561579090?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/3219190947561579090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/09/thg-thg-thg-thg.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/3219190947561579090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/3219190947561579090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/09/thg-thg-thg-thg.html' title='Thg thg thg thg'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-81040593370697038</id><published>2010-09-11T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T23:52:30.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stool Pigeon</title><content type='html'>线人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;讲述的是一部情报部门警官与警察线人之间的信念和各自生活的隐忧困难、内心的挣扎、外在的障碍等的故事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;它完全体现出身在江湖不由己的实例。一个为了救出妹妹的哥哥在别无选择的情况下只好冒险成为线人，协助警方抓拿歹徒。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;它也体现出人对信念的挣扎，是背叛还是遵守诺言呢？一个被警察出卖的线人最后落得疯癫的下场，悲哀！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;它也体现出亲情的力量、社会的无情、犯错悔改却拯救不回局面的无奈痛苦、人心的贪婪与命运的玩弄。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;整部戏给我的感觉就像《证人》，因为它是部好戏！《证人》是，《线人》也是！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;动作场面不算火爆但却血腥暴力，处处却让人喘不过气来！&lt;br /&gt;演员方面，张家辉的演技已是一等一的水平了，感情的演示更可用丝丝入扣来形容。&lt;br /&gt;谢霆锋哪？我看到很多《十月围城》的影子，也许是因为他剃了个光头的关系吧。不过，就有如在《十月围城》里，他完全成功把角色细腻的感情表现出来，该有的都有！棒！&lt;br /&gt;至于至于桂纶镁，我怎么都觉得她演得不够细腻完美，不能体现江湖女性的野味。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;整体上，&lt;br /&gt;这是一部会让人回想或有所感触的戏！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-81040593370697038?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/81040593370697038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/09/stool-pigeon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/81040593370697038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/81040593370697038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/09/stool-pigeon.html' title='The Stool Pigeon'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-3635415360776777340</id><published>2010-09-05T02:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T02:48:46.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaming is never Boring!!</title><content type='html'>Firstly, welcome bek home, future pilot, u r still the same u, perhaps now just hv less theories to tell...hahaXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left4Dead 2 was still the same AWESOME game! Such engagging game that sucks us into its exciting gameplay and never ending thrilling surprises...XD&lt;br /&gt;It's damn fun playing with u guys!! All damn pro dy, coming out at blind spots, perfect positions!! Never had that much fun for such a long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counter Strike is another never dying game, popular from a long time ago till now, NICEY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nothg much to say, i m no pro, but all those headshots, bombs, kills and sniping were fun..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nonono, i cnt play too much game, i dun wana be a geek...So, i ned suggestions of what to do for my holidays...what u thk?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-3635415360776777340?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/3635415360776777340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/09/gaming-is-never-boring.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/3635415360776777340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/3635415360776777340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/09/gaming-is-never-boring.html' title='Gaming is never Boring!!'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-583819825646381114</id><published>2010-08-29T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T22:37:48.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>Just finished fencing competition. The after-match effect was pain in the chest even until now ( poked herdly by others..=.=). There are alot of good fencers this time. And damn, many of em are fast till its quite hard to response. I thk this will be last time i join a competition or even fence anymore. It just isn't my game, though it is damn fun, really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been quite occupied with fencing for the previous week. Since it's over now, i am all free again, though have to be worried for upcoming test. Everyweek just seems to have something to be busy with, test, sending off friends, competition...lol. It's good, in a way, at least i have somethg to do and learn from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tmrw merdeka eve's celebration....i gotta find my jalur gemilang dy, don't know where i put dy...Let's c wat shud we do, shout merdeka for 7 times in the hotel, what else? prank call, truth or dare...haha...let's hope it will be fun. Too bad cnt put on loud music and make it like a real party, would be so cool then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right at this moment, i feel a sense of emptiness, been missing how things was, how we had fun and how we felt back then. Time passes damn fast, a week can just past in few blinks of eyes if we have alot of things to do. I think it will be me soon to fly off, not to say i am really looking forward to as i have not prepared myself yet. I have got few things i must accomplish over here first.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many crazy and fun things i can do here...hmm......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-583819825646381114?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/583819825646381114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/08/sigh.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/583819825646381114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/583819825646381114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/08/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-5327338912867277099</id><published>2010-06-29T14:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T19:37:23.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am still alive</title><content type='html'>It seems like i have abandoned my blog, but it's actually not, it's just me giving my blog some holidays, after all, i am not a bad boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i have came back to tel the world that after all those ups and downs, through winds and waves ( wat the hell does dat means??),getting through hard days and lame times, i am still &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ALIVE&lt;/span&gt;. Its funny someone asked me whether am i still alive......and somebody helped me to answer: He is&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; DEAD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes really fast, it's like now you are reading this and the next thing you know, you are already working in some office ( yayaya, i am exagerating XP). For me, i could still remember my high school life clearly, its just like yesterday, although in reality it has been more than a year ago. I guess time never waits for anybody. Just like my holidays, gosh, although i have been rotting for quite some time, but, i don't mind....why would my university reopens so soon...T.T&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, i am looking forward in meeting back my friends and new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short, so be happy and live life to the fullest. This is at least what i think i am gonna do. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/TCnZdcq9KMI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3dZ-uOFcLlA/s1600/28260_408993502137_771097137_4300255_268200_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/TCnZdcq9KMI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3dZ-uOFcLlA/s320/28260_408993502137_771097137_4300255_268200_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488156720863455426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-5327338912867277099?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/5327338912867277099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-still-alive.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/5327338912867277099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/5327338912867277099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-still-alive.html' title='I am still alive'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/TCnZdcq9KMI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3dZ-uOFcLlA/s72-c/28260_408993502137_771097137_4300255_268200_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-8547749634555342572</id><published>2010-05-10T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T21:21:27.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stories in KTM</title><content type='html'>What do u thk of when i mention KTM? lousy service, lousy train? For me, it brings me alot of new things in life, some interesting,some regrettable, and some gratefully appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw an old couple almost around 60-70 years old talked and acted so intimately and somtetimes a bit 'nakal', so cheerful and active. And when the lady talked to me, she spoke in English, quite okay, and i replied in Bm...wahaha, and later i used English lah. She is from english school, was determined into becoming a doctor, but then, accident happened and she got into coma, it was another 9 months before she woke up again, and she lost her chance into getting into medical school. Hmm,well, then they told me they are having a half day holiday tour in Seremban just to get out from their usual boring life. What can i say bout them? lovely couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i have met a lady from China. She told me a lot about her life in Malaysia and in China. She really talked non-stop,fast plus her accent is different than mandarin in malaysia, it was not easy to catch every word she spoke,haha. She said bout her potential ex boyfriend, neighbour, family, her restaurant in china, work, husband, house, overall,it's about her life. It is funny and interesting how people can tell such things to a complete stranger when you are alone in other country. Oh yah, she also asked me whether i was a chinaman or not.haha, sorry, i am a Malaysian. An interesting fact she told me is that china's guys are much taller but have 'flowery' heart while malaysian guys are shorter but more loyal and have more responsibility towards their family. ( okay, i m not sure she said our guys are shorter cz she saw me or because it is a truth.haha XD )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i have seen pretty ladies and girls in ktm also. Haha, i gotta admit, this kinda makes ktm an interesting place. But i will not elaborate on this topic, cz there is something that is regrettable.:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, ktm is an interesting place to see people, to observe how people of diversed culture differ from each other, to meet old friends and to meet new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i am still gonna use ktm. Despite its long hour of journey, i hope i will encounter somemore interesting people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-8547749634555342572?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/8547749634555342572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/05/stories-in-ktm.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/8547749634555342572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/8547749634555342572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/05/stories-in-ktm.html' title='Stories in KTM'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-2083500094326072482</id><published>2010-04-28T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T00:10:33.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我</title><content type='html'>两年前的我也许很幼稚，但快乐。&lt;br /&gt;一年前的我也许很费才，但无奈。&lt;br /&gt;现在的我也许比较沉熟，但悲哀。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;地球在转，世界在变，人们也在变，我也变了。&lt;br /&gt;我已经不再是以前的我，外壳也许是，但内心却不一样了。&lt;br /&gt;从前有过的失败，现已化为遗憾。&lt;br /&gt;从前有过的荣誉，现已化为烟云。&lt;br /&gt;从前有过的温柔，现已化为流云。&lt;br /&gt;从前有过的感觉，现已化为怀念。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果说我对事物的看待有了很大的改变，那就错了。&lt;br /&gt;但如果说我对事物的看待没有任何的改变，那更错。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果说我对人的对待有了很大的改变，那就错了。&lt;br /&gt;但如果说我对人的对待没有任何改变，那更错。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果说要我为现在的生活上色，我会选择淡灰色。&lt;br /&gt;如果要我为以前的生活上色，我会选择七彩之色。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些事，并不是我不再在乎，而是我早已放屈。&lt;br /&gt;有些事，并不是我不再去想，而是我早已厌倦。&lt;br /&gt;有些事，并不是我不再理会，而是我早已放下。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生活本就该是快乐的，如果我让你悲伤了，我抱歉，我真的不想的。&lt;br /&gt;生活本就是短暂的，我真的不想要看到我重视的朋友悲伤。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我，无奈，只怪生命是残酷的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但，我们总要过活，不论发生什么事。&lt;br /&gt;但，如果真的跌到了，痛得很难再爬起来，请别忘记生命是自己的，短暂的生命是自己的，要过得快乐，为自己过得快乐。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-2083500094326072482?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/2083500094326072482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/2083500094326072482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/2083500094326072482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='我'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-6762014649155876592</id><published>2010-04-25T02:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T03:58:41.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yamcha</title><content type='html'>Yamcha is a culture, a genuine Malaysian culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, wat is yamcha?&lt;br /&gt;Yamcha- minum teh, minum kopi, tea time, high tea, drink milk, drink drink. Yamcha is just actually spending time with friends drinking tea on a suitable places. During this activity, we talk, talk and talk, oh yah, and drink and eat also.&lt;br /&gt;It is essentially important for us to carry out this activity regularly, cz through it, we can keep connected with our friends, keep up with their latest news, and somtimes get some interesting news of themselves or others. More importantly, it keeps people from facing computer screen or doing nothing until they rot themselves out of boredom. Its a life,  a way of living life.&lt;br /&gt;Yamcha is best held at mamak stall. Mamak's roti canai is simply the best, and the FEEL is there. Of course, u can yamcha at malay stall, indian store, but not chinese store, cz chinese only open restaurants where u dun yamcha there, u drink beer there. Hmm, wait,there are some chinese restaurants where you can really yamcha there, drink chinese tea with some dim sum...perfect for breakfast. Last generations always prefer this.&lt;br /&gt;If u r yamcha-ing in mamak stall, dont forget to order mee goreng, cz their mee goreng is simply the best, unique in its own way( this dun apply to all mamak stalls, some's suck, seriously ) And, roti canai too. Talking bout roti canai, they have created so many types of roti, got roti kosong, roti telur, roti sardin, roti milo, roti tisu, roti bom, roti goreng, murtabak and much more. Seriously, what suitable edible ingredient that u can think of, they have combined it with roti canai. Come to thk of it, indians are creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bek to yamcha, normally, people do this at nite, till midnite or till the next morning, depends solely on the interests and wills of those involved. We talk serious stuffs, nonsenses, corks, and watever shit that we can thk of to each other. It is like a small discussions with no restrictions of language formality, no limits of body languages and the best thing of all, no restriction on volume. You can smile, laugh and talk as loudly as you wan.Of course, the louder you do,the higher tendency of getting free facial correction by others.&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing how people can talk for hours, how different topics can be shared enthusiastically, how corkers are made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, during yamcha, older people will order teh panas while younger generations will order teh ais or teh o limau ais. Drinks keep people talking. By the way, dont ever think that the water they used in making your drink is clean. Try to order a air kosong or ais kosong, perhaps, u might see something in it. Its not called dirty, its called culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is, yamcha has made bonds between alot of people and is still the best method of socialising, more importantly, it is a Malaysian Culture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-6762014649155876592?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/6762014649155876592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/04/yamcha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/6762014649155876592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/6762014649155876592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/04/yamcha.html' title='Yamcha'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-2102651719306804463</id><published>2010-04-14T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T22:28:42.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Train Your Dragon.</title><content type='html'>This is a movie about a young viking turning an aggresive dragon into a tamed pet. In his village, they have been fighting with dragons since the beginning of their settlement there. It is a symbol of courage and honor to fight and kill a dragon. However, this young skinny son of the tribe's leader( unlike other mascular big sized vikings ) had found his own secret way in dealing with dragons- taming them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The graphic is good, even better with 3D, i assume so. It is not really cartoon type of movie.&lt;br /&gt;The movie runs smoothly, superb storyline with smooth transitions. It is filled with excitements, love, enthusiasm, thrill and pleasure. It is what a really good movie should be like.&lt;br /&gt;The actor voices are correctly suited for each character inside the movie. For example, Gerrard Butler lent his voice in the character of the tribe leader.&lt;br /&gt;The dragons in the movie is made to be filled with emotions, somehow, just like how cats react in real life. The most important dragon- Night Fury is made to be a dragon with cute attitude. How cute? Go watch the movie and u'll know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it is a movie of 9.5 out of 10.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-2102651719306804463?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/2102651719306804463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-to-train-your-dragon.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/2102651719306804463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/2102651719306804463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-to-train-your-dragon.html' title='How to Train Your Dragon.'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-5917081568123167448</id><published>2010-04-11T00:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T01:31:36.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fingers</title><content type='html'>If there is anything in this world that can kill me without touching me, that would be boredom.&lt;br /&gt;So, in order to stop myself from a sudden death, i will talk about fingers, yes, the kind of fingers i have and u have and some might not have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U see, if u have all ten fingers on ur handS( not on ur hand*), den be grateful. If u have more than ten, be more grateful, cause now u can take more thgs than normal people could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what names do we have for our fingers?And what our fingers do?&lt;br /&gt;First finger, thumb. It is the shortest finger of all, but yet, it has the largest diameter.  Thumb is essentially important, cause without thumb we cannot express how gud people are ( give em a thumb up) or tell people how bad they sucks ( thumb up follwed by a 180 degree turning down inwards)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second finger is called the index finger. Just like the book having a cover followed by an index, Index finger is next to thumb.This finger is used to give directions, to blame people or simply to poke someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, third finger. Third finger is called the Middle finger, cause it lies in the middle of ur 5 fingers. This is a sociable finger, everyone understands it. U point it to someone else, he or she will point it back to you, it reduces the distance between humans :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, fourth finger is called.....the fourth finger. It serves as an indicator to differentiate us from mickey mouse ( Mickey has 4 fingers in total on a hand). Besides that,it serves as a place to put rings on as an expression of commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, the last finger is called.....erm....the last finger.  This finger is equally important to thumb, without it, the feeling of  digging gold in will never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, dats all for fingers. Do appreciate ur fingers, cause without em, less things can be done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-5917081568123167448?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/5917081568123167448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/04/fingers.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/5917081568123167448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/5917081568123167448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/04/fingers.html' title='Fingers'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-3956334607260254248</id><published>2010-04-05T12:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T12:38:53.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clash of the Titans- Clashed</title><content type='html'>Clash of the Titans.... a movie i much anticipated before, i had told myself that this movie is a must watch early in the beginning of this year. I had visited sites that recommend this movie before it was released, they say it will be a nice movie and a hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clash of the Titans- an ok movie, not a very nice movie. If i were to rate it, i would give it a 6.5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; How should i say? It is my own expectation that made me feel dissapointed. After all, many 09/10 movies had dissapointed me- Dragonball( sucks like hell), Feng Wan 2( haiz ), many more...it made me regret why i would wana spend that money to watch them.==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clash of the Titans.&lt;br /&gt;First, the idea isnt fresh already, cause a ' Percy Jackson' had been on big screen before it. So, it gotta be a little bit different in order to make people ' woo wow'. Yea, it is different, in the setting, it is in ancient time. ok, add marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, Sam worthington- oklah, his acting, though not very good, but, still, acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, Perseus journey of getting the way to kill the Kraken is so typical...come on, do something different. One more thing, when they went to the Medussa temple, they didnt thought of the way of goin back?just one coin, one way ticket?....=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, Kraken. This creature that killed the Titans came out just to be stoned by that cut Medussa head?? Give me some more actions please...( Btw, medussa is really cool in this movie!! ^.^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, the gods. Zeus, his only role is to transform into a crow or a king and do filthy things? or just drop a sword, call a pegasus, or strike bolt on Perseus's sword? Nevermind, at least, he showed his power. Ok, Hades showed too, very much. But, where is Poseidon? Ahh..forgot already, he is a side kick in this movie, don't even have a dialogue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth, the title of the movie. Clash of the Titans, what clash is that? there aint any clash between any titans, the only titans were killed by the kraken..n they dun even display how titans were killed,or is it only one titan?i forgot. Anyway, no connection between title n content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion, it is just another movie. No recommendation from the dissapointed me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-3956334607260254248?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/3956334607260254248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/04/clash-of-titans-clashed.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/3956334607260254248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/3956334607260254248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/04/clash-of-titans-clashed.html' title='Clash of the Titans- Clashed'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-35007908463611351</id><published>2010-04-01T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T00:10:00.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent- Updates-Me</title><content type='html'>It has been quite a long time since i last posted anything on this blog, i have never thought that i will write anything again. However, things happened, people changed, life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few weeks have marked the turning point of my own life. Once again, i have grown, not in latitude, but in faith and thoughts. Heart, mind, body and soul, bits by bits, i learnt to strengthen them.&lt;br /&gt;Below are just some of my recent random thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had experience of something wonderful turned out to be somewhat a beautiful delusion?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever regretted that you can't go back to the once meaningful and beautiful reality?&lt;br /&gt;Well, i had, not just once.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,truth should just be kept until the time is right, even if the time never comes, it should be just kept quietly, at least by doing so, things appear to be safe, no sudden dramatic changes, just being plainly normal.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, humans should understand each other more and respect the opposite party, even if he or she is wrong, you can't judge him or her, cause you are you, you are not him or her.&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate the relationship of sharing things and talking freely, just like there ain't any barrier, no censorship, just plainly honest thoughts and feelings sharing. Thought it may last for only a short while, but, it will be a part of my memory which i hope that it will somehow reincarnate and lives on. But, even if it doesn't, i am still grateful, for that i have learnt so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, recently, i have achieved something that i have always wanted to do, it may seems 'tiny' in others' eyes, but, for me, its a large step into strengthening my courage. Doing exaggerated expressions is easy, but in front of public, not so easy. Yah, i did that, and i think i could have performed better. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has grown more interesting for me, my perception of life has grown more complicated. In fact, i think i am a different person i was last month, not by the appearance but by the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, evrybody, for making a better me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-35007908463611351?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/35007908463611351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/04/recent-updates-me.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/35007908463611351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/35007908463611351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2010/04/recent-updates-me.html' title='Recent- Updates-Me'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-5100015560031332387</id><published>2009-10-27T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:24:49.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sien</title><content type='html'>sien.&lt;br /&gt;dun wannna stdy.&lt;br /&gt;tel u a gud news, my math practice today die again..yeah.&lt;br /&gt;and i finished watching 3 stephen chow's movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thg, i dun feel like writing dy. b.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-5100015560031332387?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/5100015560031332387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/10/sien.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/5100015560031332387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/5100015560031332387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/10/sien.html' title='sien'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-8652618342049998090</id><published>2009-10-14T11:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T13:49:22.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11:57am, today</title><content type='html'>13:37pm, just now play Warcraft map bleach vs one piece.&lt;br /&gt;Mahai, kena own lk diao only.jb, nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, exam finished dy.&lt;br /&gt;I know that my result sure very colorful one..haha. especially physics. $@#@!$@...ma de..duno how to do..&lt;br /&gt;the 1st question is lk 'wah...can do dy lah',&lt;br /&gt;bt as the process went on, my confident dropped gradually...till i reached negative spurt..&lt;br /&gt;haha, i estimate myself to get less than 50 %...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind, i can work harder...really? evn now i am playing game..&lt;br /&gt;Where is my motivation? Is it because i thought that i am lk those around me, who are all brilliants and geniuses? no, i am just lazy,really really lazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot, must 振作abit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13:48pm, i dun wan play game dy. hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;Hope this time it's true..which it never was..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-8652618342049998090?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/8652618342049998090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/10/1157am-today.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/8652618342049998090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/8652618342049998090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/10/1157am-today.html' title='11:57am, today'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-8785504047639827955</id><published>2009-10-12T11:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T11:38:19.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam 14:30</title><content type='html'>Today is my final exam, and at 2.30pm, i will face the final judgement of Calculus first sem.&lt;br /&gt;Duno wat, dn have the feeling to do well, nor the feeling to screw it.&lt;br /&gt;But i noe tat i will certainly flunk it, cz i did last minute stdy again, n even last minute stdy was filled with dota playing...=.=&lt;br /&gt;Man. i duno. Haiz, just hope tat every questions tat i had done will come out ( which is certainly impossible...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:34am : i am reading physic note,  the test is on tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;11:35am : i am typing this c i found myself too bored to stdy.&lt;br /&gt;11.36am : i just feel so empty and scared.&lt;br /&gt;11:37am: i know i am wasting time here, but....haiz...i dun really much care...&lt;br /&gt;11.371/2am : okay, enough already, i wan to play game dy. Bb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-8785504047639827955?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/8785504047639827955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/10/exam-1430.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/8785504047639827955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/8785504047639827955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/10/exam-1430.html' title='Exam 14:30'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-5122527542185093234</id><published>2009-09-06T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T23:04:00.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11.03pm</title><content type='html'>34 days to SAT, 36 days to final exam, 0 days to exhaustion.&lt;br /&gt;I am not zealous in striving an excellent results in the SAT and exams, despite my inner self abhor my slacking behaviour in study.&lt;br /&gt;Though i found that i am getting used to the life now, it is doleful to say that i am allowing myself to wallow in the relaxing pace of life( especially sitting in front of my labtop surfing the internet aimlessly).&lt;br /&gt;Calculus or math is an abstruse subject to me as i have atrocious basic of math, which is due to my playfulness in high school. It takes twice the time for me to comprehend a subject and it is cringe to say that sometimes i can't even do some really simple basic calculations....&lt;br /&gt;Well, in spite of all the disadvantages that i possess, i will try to improve myself and hopefully, one day, i shall stand proud and shout , ' I did it!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SAT words used : 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-5122527542185093234?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/5122527542185093234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/09/1103pm.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/5122527542185093234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/5122527542185093234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/09/1103pm.html' title='11.03pm'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-3011314016901952771</id><published>2009-08-25T08:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T08:56:08.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25/8/09</title><content type='html'>I had a good sleep last night!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Now i am full of energy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got used to the life here, indeed, it wasn't really that bad, just aapproximately 6 hours of sleep everyday only, which is considered quite good already. Well, i just can't go with less than 6 hours of rest per day or i will have low energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting to really have some fun. We played DOTA! and here, i gained chances to kill others, wakaka, so shuang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Left4Dead, hmm, still in process of popularising ang inculcatig this good value into others souls and minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, i played basketball here, very enjoyable, although i am really sucky and got to receive passes only a few times per game...haha, nevermind, i shall improve and be the next Michael Jordan! HOH! GOGOGO! ( i meant that i am gonna gain his kind of skills, not growing to his height.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do u believe that i am gonna go for Fencing?dunno what is fencing? and ya, it is not building fences.&lt;br /&gt;This is fencing :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SpM1AQYtMqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/UfvpCeULIKE/s1600-h/fenching.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373697058897998498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SpM1AQYtMqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/UfvpCeULIKE/s320/fenching.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE?!!! So cool, thats what i am gonna look like real soon.&lt;br /&gt;Fencing Frenzy!!! Killing Spree!!&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, yesterday, my english teacher told us to create our own blog about SAT test. And my partner and i came up with this really funky name- o0openguinso0o, and we also uploaded a picture as our profile picture,shown below. ( Note : those who are not adult may close your eyes even though after you read this you already saw the picture which you might regard it as  obscene or interesting, however, as the saying goes ' it is never too late' , so PLEASE kindly close your eyes, i do not want my blog to be banned. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SpMzISpBHVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/airKPsIKxW4/s1600-h/o0openguinso0o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373694997918981458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SpMzISpBHVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/airKPsIKxW4/s320/o0openguinso0o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-3011314016901952771?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/3011314016901952771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/08/25809.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/3011314016901952771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/3011314016901952771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/08/25809.html' title='25/8/09'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SpM1AQYtMqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/UfvpCeULIKE/s72-c/fenching.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-8375501535247212299</id><published>2009-08-25T08:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T08:27:32.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>无题</title><content type='html'>倦了，累了，无力也无助了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遗忘是痛苦的，还是快乐的？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;记忆里的痛苦是一种成长还是一种伤害？&lt;br /&gt;记忆里的快乐又是一种美好的回忆还是一种遗憾？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;风和沙，海和天，树与土，&lt;br /&gt;是一种无缝的绝配还是一种无奈的配合？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昂首挺胸，是一种自信还是一种虚伪？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生活本是一个不简单的事物，&lt;br /&gt;偶尔在静止的情景望着那块完美的镜子，&lt;br /&gt;镜中的自我竟是如此的不完美，&lt;br /&gt;焦脆而迷惑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;累了，闭上双眼，独自沉醉在无声无影的黑暗中。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-8375501535247212299?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/8375501535247212299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/8375501535247212299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/8375501535247212299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='无题'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-7646033668803399390</id><published>2009-08-17T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:34:57.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary- August 17th</title><content type='html'>Argh, often felt that holidays are just too short, it's like u woke up and u blink once and the next thing you know, you are back to the school again.&lt;br /&gt;It will always in that sense, no matter how long it is, whether a three-month holidays or even a one week holidays. &lt;br /&gt;However, i did enjoyed myself and had chance to just lay back and doing nothing or play left 4 dead for hours. The best of it is to really had some days off to relax myself after this tense weeks of study away from my house ( ya, i miss my home, especially the pikachu figure on my table in my room ) &lt;br /&gt;I felt less energized and don't have much 'jing shen' during the first few days though, but then an outing with my friend boosted my spirit. Later, left4dead session was fun although it was short.&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to get used to university life, but i am really dubbious whether i can cope with it later on or not. However, due to my proximity to all those excellent students, i think i really have to work hard in order to catch up with them. While they aimed at getting into US unversity, i just opt for improvement in myself. I don't begrudge them being so successful though because they did paid off their own prices before this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-7646033668803399390?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/7646033668803399390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/08/diary-august-17th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/7646033668803399390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/7646033668803399390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/08/diary-august-17th.html' title='Diary- August 17th'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-3327302643013053079</id><published>2009-07-16T17:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T18:13:37.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in Uniten</title><content type='html'>It has been such a long time since i last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't have much free time n the line in my apartment is really really BAD...slower than you can imagine, luckily, my housemate is lending me his broadband for this 2 hours, so, time is running out!!I still got lots n lots of stuffs to tell u guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, university life in uniten isn't easy, it is quite bz, with classes and works to be done. Now, i am getting used to Uniten, feeling more comfortable here, nice place actually, just that boys cn't go into girls's rooms and vice verse, thats all, nothing much. Yes, i stay in hostel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am taking preparetory program for overseas universities- US. And i gotta score relly good to be able to do so...US...i am coming!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Jpa group, there are many great people, some 17 As, 12As,13 As...and all well-rounded, good in sports all those things...i feel the tense studying with em, maybe cz i came from jungle de...haiz, should hv brushed up my skills and evrythg before this...but now still not too late, even Tarzan created excellent result in movie boxoffice, so i will improve and achieve my dreams!!&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, u noe what, i even hv classes on Saturdy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot almost evrythg what i hv learnt in form 4 &amp;5, maths &amp; physics are killing me right now...man, gotta work real hard...必胜！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends in matrix gonna be back tmrw, hope cn meet u all, so long didnt meet up dy. Now really understands the importance of friends, and we must stay connected 4ever cz you guys n girls r my friends where i cnt find in any other places anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Life still goes on, bt we shall remember our memories together..&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sk, jia you!&lt;br /&gt;yp, cheer up!&lt;br /&gt;Ly, leng lui, how r u?&lt;br /&gt;Yl, eat my bankai!&lt;br /&gt;ck, gambateh!&lt;br /&gt;ls, focus focus! wi wang wang...&lt;br /&gt;cheng, here cnt find really chuan people lah.&lt;br /&gt;wsiong, next time bring another gal call me.&lt;br /&gt;wsheng, to German!&lt;br /&gt;Jeff, dun luan lai a!&lt;br /&gt;Yz, left4dead loh..&lt;br /&gt;Zw, i thk i almost kena H1n1...&lt;br /&gt;lim, surviving?&lt;br /&gt;hj, kao lui loh.&lt;br /&gt;Lydia, find a bf loh.&lt;br /&gt;KHS, eat banana!&lt;br /&gt;Lhs, best wishes to u!&lt;br /&gt;Cp, Konichiwa!&lt;br /&gt;Hx, how u ther?&lt;br /&gt;Cyuan, .....duno wat to say.wakaka.:P&lt;br /&gt;Zy, salute to black belt!&lt;br /&gt;Zmin, gud luck!&lt;br /&gt;Syb, drink more soya!&lt;br /&gt;hy, i heard got people cal u leng lui leh..x bad..&lt;br /&gt;Wl, no contact dy de?&lt;br /&gt;Sling, emm...gud luck loh..&lt;br /&gt;Syee, kao-ing zhai?&lt;br /&gt;Cyin, i wan c ur zhai.&lt;br /&gt;tang, long time no c.&lt;br /&gt;Still got many many people i not yet write...not enuf time...no offense, n this list is not according to importantcy de. &lt;br /&gt;To all other friends, gud luck! hope that we'll stay connected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walao...i like too emotional dy..haiz, boh bian, here all new friends mah.&lt;br /&gt;难得现在有internet,拿来发泄发泄下。&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;kk, take gud care evryone, best of lluck to u all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-3327302643013053079?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/3327302643013053079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-in-uniten.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/3327302643013053079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/3327302643013053079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-in-uniten.html' title='Life in Uniten'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-7969841241791193148</id><published>2009-06-16T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:11:35.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L4D 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dSfsMJgypdw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dSfsMJgypdw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is cool...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-7969841241791193148?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/7969841241791193148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/06/l4d-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/7969841241791193148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/7969841241791193148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/06/l4d-2.html' title='L4D 2'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-989622716310273204</id><published>2009-06-16T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:10:03.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plain idea?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, people said,' Don't ask what the world can give you, but ask what you can give to the world'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i say,' Don't ask what you can give to the world, but ask what you want to give to the world.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can &amp;amp; Want, plain English words, but big different in meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be truthful, i never really took the statement seriously,&lt;br /&gt;i mean, come on, i am young, you can't deny that, what i can give the world? what the hell, I don't care, i just wanna be happy.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, seeing some sad stories or being through some bad things, I did really feel the need to contribute to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, now things have changed. I do realise that if one wants to give in something to the world, one has to have that capability.&lt;br /&gt;Now, having a big dream is a good thing, drives your will and strengthen your determination, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i can give to the world? I think at least i won't bring a chaos to the world....or i maybe will....who knows..&lt;br /&gt;You can have the things you can give to the world, but do you want to?&lt;br /&gt;Despite its the things you CAN give, but, do you really WANT to give the thing/things?&lt;br /&gt;There are politicians promising giving people this and that so that they can win the elections, but, do they have the capabilities or do they really want to do it? they can? they want?&lt;br /&gt;There are companies directors promising employees that and this, well, some of them succeed in the end, but in the first place, are they sure they can give it or do they want to give it?&lt;br /&gt;There are people donating money to beggars along the roadside, do they really have the empathy for the poor beggars or it's just because there is a fine lady beside them?&lt;br /&gt;A lot of cases proves people give in something they don't want to give in, and a lot of cases prove vice versely.&lt;br /&gt;Now, there is bright side and dark side of thinking, but, please, the world is much more darker than both you and i think it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah, who am i to give this bullshitting talk which was ( it may change in the future) purely my personal view and thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;And if you disagree with my opinions, go ahead, this is just some stupid immature idea which i will hopefully never ever blog out again.&lt;br /&gt;Just, don't have much to say nowadays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-989622716310273204?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/989622716310273204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/06/plain-idea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/989622716310273204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/989622716310273204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/06/plain-idea.html' title='Plain idea?'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-3786142853434511672</id><published>2009-05-30T01:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T02:11:19.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>Been bored facing my PC recently. Not knowing what i want to do, or what i can do.&lt;br /&gt;MSN? many problem. Blog? nothing to write. Manga? damn slow. Facebook? lame. Friendster? dead. Nah, one word 'Sien'.&lt;br /&gt;I went to Sime Darby interview and Shell Interview.&lt;br /&gt;Sime Darby last interview was quite good, which i felt quite comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;Shell Interview, last Thursday, wasn't good, the interviewees are so pro and speak good english, unlike me, who'ee','emm'when speaking.&lt;br /&gt;There was once i asked a question to a person and that person was like,' sorry?' for 3 times before he finally understand what i meant, my God...my english sucks.&lt;br /&gt;And i saw some great people there too. Nice experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going Penang later after i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;Penang, is a nice place with a lot of delicious food,but for me, it is a 'boring' there. No Pc, No entertainment, no friends, sien. &lt;br /&gt;But, the fresh air there is quite nice...ha.&lt;br /&gt;Hope i can return here faster...nah.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Feel like want to go study faster, want to go see the 'real' world, knowing more friends, not just being some rotten monkey in my house, there are still many more things that i have to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;I still got lot of dreams to be realised.&lt;br /&gt;Gogogo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-3786142853434511672?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/3786142853434511672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/05/me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/3786142853434511672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/3786142853434511672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/05/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-6600829855770509585</id><published>2009-05-30T01:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T02:31:00.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon Voyage~!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night ,we had a farewell gathering for Hui Xuan departure to France.&lt;br /&gt;It was a great gathering, seeing friends after such a long time,chit-chatting, been a while since we last had our gathering.&lt;br /&gt;Let me 'expose' some of the latest developments of our friends.&lt;br /&gt;Syquina is still as pretty as she always do. ( P/s:If u r reading this, u r welcome.)&lt;br /&gt;And she gonna go Uniten in the end of June for engineering.&lt;br /&gt;Zyrith gonna go Russia in September, forgot to ask what course.&lt;br /&gt;Rafidah, waiting JPA's further contact, same with Jeff, Wei Sheng and me.&lt;br /&gt;Intan...oh my gosh! i forgot to ask!&lt;br /&gt;Hua yung, accounting in Ktar.Still the same old noisy naughty tauhu yung.&lt;br /&gt;Zhen Vhei, A Lvl in Inti. Very Nice hair!&lt;br /&gt;Yan Ping, A lvl in Ktar.Grumbling in her blog..ha!&lt;br /&gt;Zee Yee, Form 6. Don't Play play, she Balck belt de a!&lt;br /&gt;Hwa Jun, gonna go Nottingham for foundation in Engineering on July.&lt;br /&gt;Loy Shine, just back from Bintulu and gonna stay here for a week.&lt;br /&gt;Monkey Huai Shin, still studying in UCSI.OMG, she thin dy ler! ( lalala~ )&lt;br /&gt;Zi Wei, still studying in Taylor.And his camera is cool, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SiApt9oe78I/AAAAAAAAAKI/B-H3JjUx8u8/s1600-h/4731_86057453219_601368219_1833713_2120373_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 431px; height: 323px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SiApt9oe78I/AAAAAAAAAKI/B-H3JjUx8u8/s320/4731_86057453219_601368219_1833713_2120373_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341315027676622786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hui Xuan is still the same old Hui Xuan that we all know.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i forgot to test her france language.&lt;br /&gt;We talked, we laughed, we took photos and as a matter of fact, we are the last leaving the Pizza Hut.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe will be blacklisted, as always..haha.&lt;br /&gt;Later we went to LS Hse and had a 'turtle' poker game there, with Carlsberg as stake. HAHA, nicey!&lt;br /&gt;So crazy,so fun.&lt;br /&gt;For HX, i hope that she will have a safe journey to there and have a safe and enjoyable life and study experience there.&lt;br /&gt;Well, we will miss you a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for your future, Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara, my friend, and we shall keep in contact ya.Gud Luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her present from us. Pure PD sand. haha. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SiAo74pcwCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/xgdSmGuuIeY/s1600-h/4731_86057518219_601368219_1833724_6553888_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SiAo74pcwCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/xgdSmGuuIeY/s320/4731_86057518219_601368219_1833724_6553888_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341314167345037346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-6600829855770509585?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/6600829855770509585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/05/bon-voyage.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/6600829855770509585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/6600829855770509585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/05/bon-voyage.html' title='Bon Voyage~!'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-2041423762740015294?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/2041423762740015294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/05/left4dead-rap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/2041423762740015294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/2041423762740015294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/05/left4dead-rap.html' title='Left4Dead Rap'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-7626362004753633257</id><published>2009-05-19T00:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T01:16:00.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>$$$$$$$M0N3Y$$$$$$$$</title><content type='html'>Money is hard to earn, but when it comes to spending it, it is so easy that when you come to realise it, money has 'flowed away' just like water flowing into the sea.&lt;br /&gt;Money is very important from the very first moment it was created until now.&lt;br /&gt;What also need money, food, clothes, daily supplements, water, etc.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder people became selfish and some would do anything to get money.&lt;br /&gt;For example, robbers.&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to survive in this world with little money, and almost impossible to survive without money.&lt;br /&gt;Those who are born with silver spoon in their mouth should be grateful and thankful, to their parents and to the society.&lt;br /&gt;Those who are born with no spoon in their mouth should not be envious and earn their living with their own wills. ( Of course we are born with no spoon in our mouth...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had big vision, of earning big money in the future, or fast money with little effort.&lt;br /&gt;I spent a lot of money before, many unnecessarily.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know the hardships to earning money, not until i worked for the first time ever.&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream, to open up a company so big that it would make me among the richest in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i have a new dream, to do the things i like and earn money that would be sufficient for my life, because life is short, and although money is really important, but happiness and satisfaction of life is much more important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-7626362004753633257?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/7626362004753633257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/05/m0n3y.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/7626362004753633257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/7626362004753633257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/05/m0n3y.html' title='$$$$$$$M0N3Y$$$$$$$$'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-3913615322272136208</id><published>2009-05-18T02:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T02:44:21.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving to Speeding</title><content type='html'>Life is like a playground, why don't we enjoy ourselves to the fullest while we can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving in PD tp Lukut area at midnight is a fun experience.&lt;br /&gt;There are little cars, so, the road is almost yours, you can drive so fast that you feel scare that you may lose control of your vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, PD have good straight roads where your speed meter can reach 120km/h. Just do you have the courage? The courage to speed, and some say the courage to risk your life.&lt;br /&gt;And some answered, ' There is no life-risking if you got the skill'. Well, some really have the skills, others are either dead or involved in car accidents.&lt;br /&gt;So, the question is, should we try this dangerous act of speeding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night, there were 2 modified cars with good pick up just speeded off in front of me, damn, i kalah teruk....&lt;br /&gt;So, i said i will buy a car with great engine someday and show them some colours.&lt;br /&gt;As soon as i have the money, i'll get myself a nice car, outlaw racers, watch out!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;But, don't worry, i am not to stupid to not to pratise first before doing anything dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;As the saying goes,' A car is a man's second wife', i totally agree with it.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-3913615322272136208?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/3913615322272136208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/05/driving-to-speeding.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/3913615322272136208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/3913615322272136208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/05/driving-to-speeding.html' title='Driving to Speeding'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-1531750160544818223</id><published>2009-05-17T02:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T02:28:34.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stomachache?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday morning i slept at 3am something, then i had a dream, what was it about?&lt;br /&gt;In the dream, i remember i was doing something, then suddenly i felt pain in my stomach, maybe i was in a game of counterstrike....haha,if i remember correctly.&lt;br /&gt;The next thing i know, i woke up feeling there was really a pain deep in my upper abdomen. It was 4 something am. The pain was not serious, it wasn't like twisting and tearing up ur stomach, but it was a pain you can't bear you have to crouch to decrease the severity.&lt;br /&gt;I had some thoughts, was it because there was a big tapeworm in my stomach? or i was somehow infected by some kind of alien virus and there were going to be an alien pop up from my stomach?&lt;br /&gt;I tried the going toilet method, but didn't work, it wasn't that kind of stomachache.&lt;br /&gt;I tried drinking hot water, it didn't work as well.&lt;br /&gt;I felt helpless, because i didn't recognise the pain, it wasn't because i was hungry, i thought.&lt;br /&gt;I tried eating a packet of biscuit, it didn't work as well.&lt;br /&gt;I crouched in the kitchen, knowing nothing i can do...&lt;br /&gt;Then, i tried going into sleep again. Failed, again.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, i thought,' Maybe because i was really hungry? Don't care, i'll just give it a try.'&lt;br /&gt;I cooked a bowl of Maggi Mee and ate it, just for a try.&lt;br /&gt;The pain is still there, but lesser...&lt;br /&gt;Then, i tried to sleep crouching on the sofa....&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise, the pain was lesser as time passed.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up the next morning, or should i say the same morning, just later than 4 am.&lt;br /&gt;I had a sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Was it really i was too hungry back then?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, i just know that now whenever i feel a slight stomachache, i'll feel a big disaster coming...phobia, man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-1531750160544818223?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/1531750160544818223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/05/stomachache.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/1531750160544818223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/1531750160544818223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/05/stomachache.html' title='Stomachache?'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-6341484236719049318</id><published>2009-05-13T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T01:01:39.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday And Tuesday Diary.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Went to &lt;/span&gt;STPD, just for fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was planning to enroll into form 6 to play for a few days, but this plan failed as i have no uniform, which later i found no regret ( cz the orientation for form 6 was damn bored)&lt;br /&gt;Saw Tang, CY, FC, SzeLing, and a few others friends joining Form 6.&lt;br /&gt;Been walking around the school and met some school friends, teachers.&lt;br /&gt;It was nice talking to Pn Haema, in her cozy air-cond room, haha, so shuang.&lt;br /&gt;She said normally we still contact each other after leaving school, then rarely keep in touch after in college, then only keep in touch with few friends after university.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, we should really treasure our friendship from this moment onwards.&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, i missed high school life..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 3pm+ because yesterday was crazy playing some game till morning...&lt;br /&gt;Became so tired...haiz.&lt;br /&gt;Then,played Left4Dead. Jeff became very pro dy.&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw going to school again.&lt;br /&gt;Hope can see some old friends ( i m using OLD friends already..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope those who started their new life studying elsewhere can adapt themselves to the environment and live on with hopes and dreams. GUD LUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-6341484236719049318?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/6341484236719049318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday-and-tuesday-diary.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/6341484236719049318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/6341484236719049318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday-and-tuesday-diary.html' title='Monday And Tuesday Diary.'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-5209450375430415540</id><published>2009-05-11T01:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T02:28:34.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL Trip</title><content type='html'>Been away to KL for 2 days 1 night with my family.&lt;br /&gt;Have some problem with the accommodation, was settled later ( but that caused a lot of troubles and efforts.) Mainly because some stupid agent wanted to cheat us, but they got the wrong family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times Square is huge ( at least has 10 floors ), its full of everything, and you can really go shopping in it for hours without realising it. Of course, i didn't do so, because i am not a girl!! (haha, no offends)&lt;br /&gt;The cinema is even divided into two different floors.&lt;br /&gt;The best part of shopping is you can 'observe' a lot of BEAUTIFUL things...&lt;br /&gt;Ya, there are really many pretty ladies around, some naturally pretty, others beautified by dresses and make-ups.&lt;br /&gt;But, in the end of the day, i had one conclusion : There are many pretty girls in this world. But only those who are pretty both outside and inside are really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Hard to find those kind of people these days, but there are some around us..hhee.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had a wonderful time reading True Singapore Ghost Stories Series by Russell in a book shop.&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, Ghosts are everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;Mc Donald over there is also more expensive than the normal one.&lt;br /&gt;Now i do realise that fast food isn't always the best priced meal among the foods offered in malls.&lt;br /&gt;But i still like Oreo Mc Flurry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SgcXzu29N3I/AAAAAAAAAJg/mWMDITqgiPI/s1600-h/Oreo+Mcflurry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SgcXzu29N3I/AAAAAAAAAJg/mWMDITqgiPI/s320/Oreo+Mcflurry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334258461162944370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also watched Star Trek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SgcXJ550MsI/AAAAAAAAAJY/pwitL3W-GP0/s1600-h/star-trek-comic-con-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SgcXJ550MsI/AAAAAAAAAJY/pwitL3W-GP0/s320/star-trek-comic-con-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334257742573220546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice movie, but for me, it was just ok,because i was never a star trek fan.&lt;br /&gt;'Sylar' is acting as a very intelligent guy, and another guy( don't know what's his name) acting as a very flirty,'Qian Bian' yet skillful guy who crashed a car when he was young and later became the Captain of a ship.&lt;br /&gt;Its like Battleship Galactica, Star Wars, Stargate. Science-Fiction Fantasy Story about space and spaceships.&lt;br /&gt;And there was a russian guy, very funny, in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I watched a very cool G.I. Joe trailer, and i think the movie is as cool as the trailer.&lt;br /&gt;Very high-tech.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the movie poster:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SgcXJsRHcBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/fKH4GofGGZk/s1600-h/gijoe1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SgcXJsRHcBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/fKH4GofGGZk/s320/gijoe1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334257738912854034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, i went to Plaza Low Yat.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, full of 'tech' and computers staffs. Alot.&lt;br /&gt;I was looking for a computer.&lt;br /&gt;And guess wat, i played Left4Dead ( FPS game ) at one of the centre.&lt;br /&gt;I opened up one the XPS desktop displayed and clicked on Windows Seven.&lt;br /&gt;A window simirlarly to Window Vista opened up, but more simple, then i saw Left4Dead icon there..HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Nicey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SgcZ9fysC2I/AAAAAAAAAJo/B0bY6Ie1_WI/s1600-h/Left4Dead-Poster-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SgcZ9fysC2I/AAAAAAAAAJo/B0bY6Ie1_WI/s320/Left4Dead-Poster-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334260827940457314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i conclude...hmm...that KL is full of different people? that living is hard and earning money is even hard? That there are many morons who dressed up like word 'moron' can't expressed? That there are many hardworking people working so hard to earn their life? That guys always peek at pretty girls but unsimilar to the malays hanging beside the path who acted so low class?  That when most of us are enjoying our life, there are more than thousands dying of hunger and diseases each day?&lt;br /&gt;Or that the weather in KL is hot?&lt;br /&gt;but i like the tunnel road system, feel like speeding in it some days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a saying today,' Life is like a playground, its your choice to play happily or vice verse.'&lt;br /&gt;Nah, i m gonna play to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;Yehah~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-5209450375430415540?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/5209450375430415540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/05/kl-trip.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/5209450375430415540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/5209450375430415540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/05/kl-trip.html' title='KL Trip'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SgcXzu29N3I/AAAAAAAAAJg/mWMDITqgiPI/s72-c/Oreo+Mcflurry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-5460458851031807293</id><published>2009-05-08T01:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T02:09:50.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DJ? Cool man!</title><content type='html'>Haha, lately been working few times as assistant for a audio system company, erm to be exact is what you all see in any singing competition where there will be people controlling the audio systems behind some black boxes with metal edges, something like DJ.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i am only to help in the set up and pack up of the audio system and also the control of input CDs during the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hard about this job is the set up and pack up of the things,&lt;br /&gt;as for the controlling of CDs, not hard, just need to be used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought of bloging about this, or telling anyone, up till now just one friend knew it, but because i don't have anything else to blog of, and i need to update my blog, so...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell u wat, all those loud speakers you see, they ain't light,&lt;br /&gt;and what are the black boxes with metal edges?&lt;br /&gt;They contain all those CD/DVD players, Amplifiers, Echo Control Devices, Discs etc.&lt;br /&gt;Today i almost die by bringing up 3 loud speaker up a floor through stairs, and almost lost my hands when trying to bring down one of the black boxes that contain all the amps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the hard work to set up, which i felt really exhausted, had a nice rest in the toilet...haha, why rest in toilet? cz there is one aircond in the toilet, so comfortable when you are standing right in front of it, especially when you are half-naked.....Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to what do i do. Basically, i just do the wirings and set up the speakers then control the in and out of CDs during the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;It is a cool experience.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you can even wear the headphones and act cool like what DJ does, especially if there are pretty girls around..haha.Oh, i don't do that..hmm..&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, you get to see pretty girls...haha, and handsome guys too.&lt;br /&gt;Of course i don't give a damn to guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing is i have my eyes 'opened' and gain wider view towards our world, which seems so familiar to us yet so unfamiliar.&lt;br /&gt;Last time a senior said,' Don't be a frog under the glass.'&lt;br /&gt;Today i like this,' Don't see things through keyhole, open the door and you opened yourself to more possibilities.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, oh yeah, i like this job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-5460458851031807293?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/5460458851031807293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/05/dj-cool-man.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/5460458851031807293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/5460458851031807293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/05/dj-cool-man.html' title='DJ? 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There was a person who was very ke lian, no chance to touch the ball and then she bu shuang dy went grab the ball violently, haha, like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday i went jogging, wah...can't tahan already, the legs pain till now.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went for Sime Darby 2nd level assessment. I tell you, they got 3 level assessment leh! Very pro.&lt;br /&gt;Then later at night went yamcha with Jeff, Lim, WSiong and Li Er.&lt;br /&gt;That stall closed at 11.30 ! There as this guy who purposely put up the chairs on the next table of us, haha, and Wsiong kena molested. Wakaka.&lt;br /&gt;Then, the stall gave us discount, 5 people, drank 6 glases of drinks( no pure water ), and we were charged RM 6.&lt;br /&gt;There is certainly impossible to get this price in anywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this one guy who bullied one of my beloved friends.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, i am calling a truckful of people and going to waste him soon.&lt;br /&gt;He is a total disgrace to male race,making my friend so angry and kek sim.&lt;br /&gt;%@#!#$@#%#!&lt;br /&gt;I don't like guys with no dignity,especially those who did bad things on my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, guys, remember, be a guy with dignity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, girls, remember, say NO to guys with no dignity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a quote from my friend,' Life is so complicated...But don't forget HAPPY always is the most important thing.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/04/final-fantasy-cosplay-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/6965179853819456189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/6965179853819456189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/04/final-fantasy-cosplay-2.html' title='Final Fantasy Cosplay 2!'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SfR3lRphuGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/36ynnsY_FWk/s72-c/tifa+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-4689258799970751167</id><published>2009-04-22T02:36:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T02:46:18.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most Funny Homeless Signs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/Se4T0OlxysI/AAAAAAAAAHg/PgZ7GuFcINo/s1600-h/a145_h12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/Se4T0OlxysI/AAAAAAAAAHg/PgZ7GuFcINo/s320/a145_h12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327217197216549570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/Se4TmRYMbQI/AAAAAAAAAHY/6PsNdeAmJcU/s1600-h/a145_h9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/Se4TmRYMbQI/AAAAAAAAAHY/6PsNdeAmJcU/s320/a145_h9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327216957446712578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/Se4TaepEI2I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/e7ViwyV_gtA/s1600-h/a145_h4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/Se4TaepEI2I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/e7ViwyV_gtA/s320/a145_h4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327216754848703330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/Se4TUxHx12I/AAAAAAAAAHI/QJ_O5hrkIt8/s1600-h/a145_h3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/Se4TUxHx12I/AAAAAAAAAHI/QJ_O5hrkIt8/s320/a145_h3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327216656730150754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/Se4TEIbX4UI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ebvTQsaGzkU/s1600-h/a145_h2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/Se4TEIbX4UI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ebvTQsaGzkU/s320/a145_h2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327216370928574786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/Se4S42ScE1I/AAAAAAAAAG4/PzbCLLBtbyA/s1600-h/a145_h5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/Se4S42ScE1I/AAAAAAAAAG4/PzbCLLBtbyA/s320/a145_h5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327216177080701778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/Se4Sv7slsII/AAAAAAAAAGw/WrwjZhcnbgY/s1600-h/a145_h1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/Se4Sv7slsII/AAAAAAAAAGw/WrwjZhcnbgY/s320/a145_h1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327216023913738370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Taken from internet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-4689258799970751167?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/4689258799970751167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/04/most-funny-homeless-signs.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/4689258799970751167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/4689258799970751167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/04/most-funny-homeless-signs.html' title='Most Funny Homeless Signs'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/Se4T0OlxysI/AAAAAAAAAHg/PgZ7GuFcINo/s72-c/a145_h12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-7618348764865637382</id><published>2009-04-18T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T21:58:02.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pilot Vs Driver 2</title><content type='html'>Pilot gets to see pretty air stewardess almost all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Driver gets to see pretty girls with short skirts almost all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot dresses smartly.&lt;br /&gt;Driver can even drive without wearing any clothes.&lt;br /&gt;( Just maybe he will get caught by the police. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot has a nice cap.&lt;br /&gt;Driver can even wear helmet driving a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be a pilot, one has to be co-pilot for few years first.&lt;br /&gt;To be a driver, one can doesn't even know what is brake pedal and still be able to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot needs to pass tests to get his license.&lt;br /&gt;Driver can drive without license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driver can never feel the experience of sitting in the cockpit.&lt;br /&gt;Pilot can never feel the experience of rolling down the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot attends courses to get himself knowledge about  handling an airplane.&lt;br /&gt;Driver attends courses to get himself a license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driver may crashes his car and gets himself injured badly.&lt;br /&gt;Pilot may crashes his plane and finds himself lost in the middle of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driver jokes and laughs with the passengers when he is driving.&lt;br /&gt;Pilot jokes and laughs with his passengers and later finds that his license is banned forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driver can answers phone while he is driving.&lt;br /&gt;Pilot can never do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot obeys the law all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Driver obeys the law if there is police nearby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-7618348764865637382?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/7618348764865637382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/04/pilot-vs-driver-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/7618348764865637382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/7618348764865637382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/04/pilot-vs-driver-2.html' title='Pilot Vs Driver 2'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-4845684133865258610</id><published>2009-04-17T02:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T03:35:18.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pilot Vs Driver</title><content type='html'>Pilot can fly an aeroplane in the sky while driver can't.&lt;br /&gt;Driver drives a car and experience almost flying the car on road while pilot can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot travels to many places around the world to gain his experience in handling an aeroplane.&lt;br /&gt;Driver needs only a long broad road with some curves to increase his skills in driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot needs an airfield to fly an aeroplane.&lt;br /&gt;Driver needs an airfield so that he can drive without the concern of checking the speed meter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot has high pay.&lt;br /&gt;Driver has to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot needs to be experienced so that he can handle a plane safely.&lt;br /&gt;Driver needs to be experienced so that he can handle a car dangerously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot needs to be good in geography, mathematics and bearings.&lt;br /&gt;Driver needs only eyes and ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot can fly freely in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Driver can drive freely on the road, after he paid his road tax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot has a limited variety of routes to be chosen - through the sky, through the sky again and still is through the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Driver has a wide variety of roads to be chosen - mud road, kampung road, estate road, 'small' road, 'big' road, highway, federal road, private road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot wears seat belt for his safety.&lt;br /&gt;Driver wears seat belt for not getting caught by the police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilots communicate through radio with official format.&lt;br /&gt;Drivers communicate with unofficial hand sign or by rolling down the windows and talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot cannot be angry even if someone scolded him on the radio because he is responsible for the plane he is handling.&lt;br /&gt;Driver just walks out of the car with a baseball bat on his hand when someone scolded him because he is responsible for his pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot may crash an airplane if something goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Driver may crash a car even if everything doesn't go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many airplane crash incidents happened after the 911.&lt;br /&gt;Many car crash incidents happened after the invention of cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passengers in an air plane depends on the Pilot to reach their destinations safely.&lt;br /&gt;Passengers in a car depends on the Driver to reach their destinations conveniently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot can pushes the speed of the airplane to the fullest and fly towards the destination.&lt;br /&gt;Driver can pushes the speed of the car to the fullest and he will be found dead or stopped by traffic police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot cannot modify the airplane simply according to his likeness while driver can modify the car in whatever way he likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot is handling an airplane with at least 6 tyres.&lt;br /&gt;Driver can drive vehicles up to 22 tyres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A car has a front mirror to allow the Driver to see the conditions ahead.&lt;br /&gt;An airplane has a front mirror to allow the Pilot to see the beautiful scenery ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot may experience driving an airplane in a thunderstorm.&lt;br /&gt;Driver may experience driving a car with a ' thunderstorm'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot cannot race in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Driver can race on the road everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot sees clouds outside the plane's front mirror.&lt;br /&gt;Driver sees beautiful ladies and handsome guys outside the car's front mirror.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-4845684133865258610?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/4845684133865258610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/04/pilot-vs-driver.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/4845684133865258610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/4845684133865258610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/04/pilot-vs-driver.html' title='Pilot Vs Driver'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-320729865006263327</id><published>2009-04-15T03:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T03:26:30.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bla Bla Bla</title><content type='html'>So, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hv&lt;/span&gt; been busy lately, doing some stuffs, finally got away with my old boring life and got some real life experiences.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, been thinking of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yamcha&lt;/span&gt; every night as it has became part of my routine,well, just as to fill in my night activity, although in some sense, recently, there are less topics to be discussed of.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yamcha&lt;/span&gt;, we are gonna have it on Friday for a farewell gathering for LS who gonna go pursue his dream of becoming a pilot, well, hope he dun get himself some native girls when he returns, even if he does, never mind, hope he'll enjoy it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's for a friend who claims recently had some affection towards somebody, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; luck ya, and go for it, u sure deserve it, but just to getting clear that the relationship works well, don't jump to the conclusion so fast. So as to giving our dear beloved Jeff,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cheng&lt;/span&gt; and me some chances. ( ouch, i mentioned the names..wakaka.)&lt;br /&gt;Life just wouldn't be great without love, do u agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, Fast and Furious 4 was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;The cars, the techniques, wow, breath taking.&lt;br /&gt;I love the quote from the movie,' Guys love cars more than women.' its something like that.&lt;br /&gt;One day, i m gonna get my nice beautiful racing car, well, when i can afford it, one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hv been wasting too much time, i wished i could make full use of it, but, seems, none of my ideas worked out, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i've got this first level assessment of Sime Darby Scholarship, it was stated there that it takes a whole day to finish the thing, well, wish me luck...although i myself actually don't feel wanna go..haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-320729865006263327?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/320729865006263327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/04/bla-bla-bla.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/320729865006263327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/320729865006263327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/04/bla-bla-bla.html' title='Bla Bla Bla'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-2690944918094298511</id><published>2009-04-09T15:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T17:17:11.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Floor that doesn't exist.</title><content type='html'>I am sure that many of you have heard about ghost stories that are about hotels and lifts.&lt;br /&gt;Some are real experiences by someone, while others are rumors.&lt;br /&gt;I've heard about haunted hotel rooms, haunted hotel floor, saw haunted lift CCTV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this story is about a strange encounter by someone in a hotel.&lt;br /&gt;The hotel is rather famous for being one of  the favorite accommodation choices of  many foreigners.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just use the name 'Joe' for the person that experienced this incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe had an vacation or outing with his friends during the school holidays.&lt;br /&gt;They planned on a 2 days 1 night stay at the hotel and a barbecue event on the first night.&lt;br /&gt;And so, they registered and got themselves a room at the highest floor of the hotel - 12th floor.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that was so lucky for them as they could enjoy the scenic view from their room.&lt;br /&gt;But, of course, it was quite troublesome also, as they had to move all barbecue stuffs from their room to a barbecue ground on the ground floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They swam in the swimming pool and even played along the beach during the evening, and they started their barbecue event approximately 8 pm.&lt;br /&gt;They had fun, enjoyed themselves very much.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was on the barbecue ground, there were 12 of them including Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed and it was already midnight.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, Joe wanted to take something from their room. ( I forgot what thing it was)&lt;br /&gt;So, he went alone to the lift and pushed the 'up' button.&lt;br /&gt;When the lift opened, he went into it and when he wanted to push the floor number button, he forgot their room's floor, but he remember it was the highest floor of the building,&lt;br /&gt;and he saw number '13' was the highest floor number that appeared at the panel, so he pushed it.&lt;br /&gt;The lift door closed. And he was the only one in the lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly, he felt strange, because he could remember that when they firstly entered the lift to their room, there was no number '13'!&lt;br /&gt;And so, he waited, the lift was rising, he could feel it.&lt;br /&gt;He waited for awhile, and discovered that the lift was taking too long time to reach 13th floor.&lt;br /&gt;He checked his watch, 3 minutes had passed, it was taking abnormally too long time for a lift to reach 13th floor, and he could still feel that the lift was still rising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, he could felt cold sweats coming from his body,  all sorts of bad imaginations surrounding haunted lift appeared in his mind.&lt;br /&gt;He quivered in fear.&lt;br /&gt;He checked his watch again, another 3 minutes passed.&lt;br /&gt;He really was gonna lose his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, he remembered he brought his hand phone with him,&lt;br /&gt;so, he tried to call his friend,&lt;br /&gt;the line was connected but he heard nothing on the receiver,&lt;br /&gt;it was a complete silent.&lt;br /&gt;He called for help and even shouted, but still, he heard nothing!&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but in the fact that the line was connected!&lt;br /&gt;He tried few times but it turned out the same absolute silent....&lt;br /&gt;Just when he gave up his hope, the lift door opened....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What he saw was a complete darkness, nothing could be seen, there were absolute nothing outside the door, not even a spark of light.&lt;br /&gt;He shouted as loud as he could and the next thing he could remembered,&lt;br /&gt;he fainted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing he knew, he found himself inside a hospital.&lt;br /&gt;He was admitted unconsciously into the hospital 3 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;His family was glad to hear that he finally woke up after being unconscious for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to his friends, he was found lying unconsciously on the floor of the lift.&lt;br /&gt;They discovered that he was taking too long time to get his stuff, and few of them received his call but no sound was heard even they tried to ask what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;So, they got worried and went to the lift,&lt;br /&gt;to their surprise, they found the lift door was already opened and Joe was lying on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;They tried to wake him up with all sorts of method including sprinkling some water on his eyes, but he wouldn't wake up.&lt;br /&gt;At last, he was sent to nearby hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the incident, they never returned to that hotel anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Once, rumors said that the 13th floor was for the deceased, and if you are one of them, they'll welcome you.&lt;br /&gt;So, i guess Joe was lucky not to see anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, just a reminder, be careful when you are gonna enter any lifts next time, especially when it was late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-2690944918094298511?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/2690944918094298511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/04/floor-that-doesnt-exist.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/2690944918094298511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/2690944918094298511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/04/floor-that-doesnt-exist.html' title='The Floor that doesn&apos;t exist.'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-1457986476027975926</id><published>2009-04-06T19:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:51:11.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adventure of Arthur</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, there was a kingdom named Lordaeron with the emblem of double dragon hurling fire besides a golden phoenix.&lt;br /&gt;Being one of the five greatest powers on Middle Earth, Lordaeron was reigned by King Arthas the Fifth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story begins with the coming of the first and the only prince to the kingdom of Lordaeron. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a windy dark night, lightnings struck among the clouds and mist that surrounds the Faber Castle, the castle where the king and the royalties lived.&lt;br /&gt;The queen was giving birth, and the king was waiting anxiously in his library.&lt;br /&gt;The king always went to library when he felt nervous.&lt;br /&gt;And then, out of a sudden,&lt;br /&gt;a head popped out, then the arms, body and legs.&lt;br /&gt;The king had his first ever prince after waiting for almost half of his life time.&lt;br /&gt;The queen died in giving birth to her child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prince was named Arthur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hold on, i thought the prince was named Arthas the Sixth?'&lt;br /&gt;' Ya, originally yes, but apparently, the Department of Childbirth got it wrong and typed the name ' Arthur' on the birth certificate.'&lt;br /&gt;' What? They have such department back then?'&lt;br /&gt;' Yes, its a branch department of Ministry of Health, but, anyway, it has nothing to do with the story.'&lt;br /&gt;' Wait wait, i thought the King was the ruler of the country, why can't he just fix the mistake?'&lt;br /&gt;' Well, to fix it, there are a lot of procedures to be done, first, u have to fill up Form J, then Form A, Form B, Form C to Z. So, maybe the King wasn't so free back then.'&lt;br /&gt;' Wait wait, what about...'&lt;br /&gt;' Hey, u better shut up or i'll fire you!'&lt;br /&gt;'...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the son of the great king had his days as child,&lt;br /&gt;He was growing stronger and stronger each day,&lt;br /&gt;He had his archery lessons, riding lessons, bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he turned 16, the king decided to send him out to the jungle to strengthen his will.&lt;br /&gt;' Each child of Lordaeron will be sent to the jungle when he turned 16, you too, my son, I have faith in you that you will be a stronger person upon completion of this task.'said the King.&lt;br /&gt;' Yes, father. I shall overcome any challenges that awaits me in the wood.' replied the ambitious prince confidently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, Arthur went into the wood alone, carried only a rusty sword and a broken shield with no clothes except short pants made of leopard skin on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walked in cautious inside the jungle referred as a deadly dangerous land where mighty wild beasts were everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, he heard some noise!&lt;br /&gt;His heart were pumping so fast that he was filled with adrenaline as he thought the noise was made by some wild beast walking nearer and nearer to him.&lt;br /&gt;To his surprise, he saw a deer hopping away from a bush right in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;'Phew...what a prince i am to be frightened by some small animal..' he calmed himself down.&lt;br /&gt;It was then when he realised he was covered in a dark shadow, so big that he couldn't even see his own.&lt;br /&gt;He turned his body, only to discover that a beast was standing in front of him!&lt;br /&gt;It was a 7 foot tall, muscular mighty werewolf!&lt;br /&gt;And the beast roared so loudly as if it were ready to attack Arthur.&lt;br /&gt;' Hey, are you a werewolf? Cause you have thick chest hair just like the ones in the story...'asked Arthur who never saw a werewolf before.&lt;br /&gt;'Arguuhh..Graghh....i am the mighty werewolf ....and i am gonna have you as lunch....Grghhhh' answered the werewolf.&lt;br /&gt;' Wait, you haven't ate? oh, poor werewolf, come,let's have this.' Arthur took out a wrapped food from his pocket. ' I sneaked that out just in case i have food to eat when i am hungry.'&lt;br /&gt;'Arguuhh..Graghh...that is not enough for me...Grghh...i will eat you....Grghhh'&lt;br /&gt;'What! You greedy beast!' Arthur sliced the werewolf with his rusty sword, only to discover his sword broken into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;The werewolf attacked Arthur with its deadly claws which broke Arthur broken shield into few pieces.&lt;br /&gt;' That is why i hate using weapons!' Arthur jumped backward to evade the fierceful attack of the werewolf.&lt;br /&gt;Missed the attack, werewolf charged angrily towards Arthur. Arthur rolled to the right and managed to evade the dreadful attack.&lt;br /&gt;And so, Arthur fought the beast for 3 days and 3 nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fourth day, he returned to the castle with the necklace made of the teeth of werewolf and was wearing his new cloth- a cloak made of werewolf's skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ceremony was held for his survival of the test and he gained the acceptance of the royalties and the people as the predecessor of his father, to becoming the next King!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the beginning of the adventure of Arthur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-1457986476027975926?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/1457986476027975926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/04/adventure-of-arthur.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/1457986476027975926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/1457986476027975926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/04/adventure-of-arthur.html' title='The Adventure of Arthur'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-2115952710647995805</id><published>2009-04-01T14:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:04:23.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my beloved, u will always be in my heart.</title><content type='html'>Shall i compare thee to a summer's day?&lt;br /&gt;Thou art more lovely and temperate....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highlighted my hair with a golden complexion 1 1/2 week ago,&lt;br /&gt;i was fascinated to try on this technique and was bored with my old black hair too.&lt;br /&gt;and the effect turned out to be quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;I definitely love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SdMRr494eYI/AAAAAAAAAGg/HV_XntaoRKo/s1600-h/my+hair+view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SdMRr494eYI/AAAAAAAAAGg/HV_XntaoRKo/s320/my+hair+view.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319615030578674050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now for some very important interview, i have to dye it back to black and cut it short.&lt;br /&gt;The hair that live with me for more than 3 months,&lt;br /&gt;my soul, my dream, my darling, my hair,&lt;br /&gt;the short time  of period i am having with the 'new' hair,&lt;br /&gt;which will be an unforgettable experience for me,&lt;br /&gt;and the money i spent on doing the highlight,&lt;br /&gt;my hard cold cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair will grow,&lt;br /&gt;Highlight or dye can be done at any time,&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;my money will not come back....&lt;br /&gt;My hair, my money,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i realised that i have done a lot of things unnecessary,&lt;br /&gt;What a big April Fool Joke.&lt;br /&gt;This is surely my most unforgettable April Fool, to be fooled by my own self.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-2115952710647995805?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/2115952710647995805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-my-beloved-u-will-always-be-in-my.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/2115952710647995805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/2115952710647995805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-my-beloved-u-will-always-be-in-my.html' title='Oh my beloved, u will always be in my heart.'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SdMRr494eYI/AAAAAAAAAGg/HV_XntaoRKo/s72-c/my+hair+view.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-5668199619905629189</id><published>2009-03-26T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T01:26:58.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragonball + hollywood = sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/ScpizgnNtbI/AAAAAAAAAF4/kKaP3Ox4a5M/s1600-h/dragonball-evolution-poster_350x521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/ScpizgnNtbI/AAAAAAAAAF4/kKaP3Ox4a5M/s320/dragonball-evolution-poster_350x521.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317170947131553202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     The first time i heard about Dragonball Evolution, i thought ' wow, cool!'&lt;br /&gt;     The first time i heard that it was Hollywood's production, i thought ' oh, crap!'&lt;br /&gt;     The first time i saw the actors, i was speechless.&lt;br /&gt;     The first time i heard reviews about it, i thought, ' it was that bad?'&lt;br /&gt;     And the first time i watch it, it was a horrible nightmare and great humiliation towards the original manga series .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    What gave me motivation to watch it was the 'yeng-ish' of the stylish cool green piccolo in leather suit.&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Chow Yun Fatt was just merely ok, as he tried to bring out the personalities of Master Roshi but he quite failed. Clearly, it wasn't his fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   They tried to create some sense of humors in the movie, but almost all of the tricks failed....&lt;br /&gt;I laugh ( or more specifically smile) just out of the effort trying to keep myself not being bored or fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a boring movie with a poor story line.&lt;br /&gt;If you are big fan of Dragonball, i mean the original one created by the author, then you might throw your popcorn towards the big screen if you are watching in a cinema, oh , why waste some delicious popcorn over some worthless movie? Better don't buy tickets for such movie....it really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;And if you are some likers of Dragonball, again, the original one, then perhaps you can write on your blog about this movie, just like me.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder they criticised and are madly angry about this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending of the story was extremely poor, Goku battling with piccolo and won the battle with a Kame Hame ha against piccolo's no-name power which was quite same with Goku's.&lt;br /&gt;the worst ending i have ever seen in recent years, especially this is a Hollywood production.&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they suppose to have some genius writer who got a PhD in Physcology?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when Hollywood is making a movie with the famous Dragonball originated from creative country of Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the end of the movie, there is sign of the shooting of next episode, wtf?&lt;br /&gt;Dragonball evolution 2?&lt;br /&gt;or Dragonball Sucks 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did i mention the main character a.k.a. Goku's performance in the movie?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, better not to mention it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sorry for all of the rude words, well,&lt;br /&gt;it came from the bottom of my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-5668199619905629189?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/5668199619905629189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/dragonball-hollywood-sucks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/5668199619905629189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/5668199619905629189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/dragonball-hollywood-sucks.html' title='Dragonball + hollywood = sucks'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/ScpizgnNtbI/AAAAAAAAAF4/kKaP3Ox4a5M/s72-c/dragonball-evolution-poster_350x521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-4532755212301121751</id><published>2009-03-26T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T00:56:38.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Brake For Aliens</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RACE TO WITCH MOUNTAIN &lt;/span&gt;is a nice movie, full of humors and of course some actions done by Dwayne Johnson,'The Rock'.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, i enjoyed very much of the movie, was laughing all the way from the beginning of the movie till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dwayne really put up much efforts into this movie. He is still a well-built fighter, but in this movie, he shows much emotions into his character, an ex-criminal driving cab trying to have a clean new life but is quite unfortunately and coincidentally happened to be driving these 2 aliens which look like kids to their destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie was full of laughter, how things got along between Dwayne and the 2 alien kids was interesting and enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is a movie about alien but in a much different way - the aliens aren't some bluish green small squidy-like creature with a laser gun in their hands.&lt;br /&gt;This time, they are in human forms,and they have powers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is totally a must-watch for all of you, who needs some laughter and enjoyment to boost your motivation of life.&lt;br /&gt;And i like it very much, hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/Scpe97uZ-MI/AAAAAAAAAFg/PgMi2ZQfvZE/s1600-h/FE.race.witch.mount.poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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     &lt;h4&gt;THIS IS THE WORLD’S FIRST MOON ELECTION, BETWEEN MOON AND MOON COOLING.&lt;/h4&gt;      &lt;div id="introCol_text"&gt;       &lt;p&gt;On March 28 you can VOTE MOON by switching on your lights for one hour.&lt;br /&gt;Or you can vote global cooling by leaving your lights off.&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;The results of the election are being presented at the Moon Climate Change Conference in Kelly Castle 2009. We want one trillion votes for Moon, to tell Moon leaders that we have to take action against moon cooling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We seriously have to take actions in order to save our beloved homeland of moon from being frozen into ice planet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Switch on the lights to produce heat to preserve the environment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As the civilians of MOON, we all have responsibilities to our home, land and the future of our children.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Switch on all of the lights on international hour of 2230!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Support us!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MOON HOUR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s : oh, i heard there is an EARTH hour activity going on too, so, do support it if you are civilians of EARTH.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-8035904066806081629?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/8035904066806081629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/moon-hour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/8035904066806081629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/8035904066806081629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/moon-hour.html' title='MOON HOUR'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-4081513382314601534</id><published>2009-03-22T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T01:35:42.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People are fools</title><content type='html'>Once, someone asked why this world is full of stupid people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I answered, ' Well, if there are no fools, there won't be any so called clever people around.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the world needs fools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying that i am clever or some sort of genius,&lt;br /&gt;but, i stand firm on my view that there are some how fools in my own opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, fools aren't as bad as what commonly expected.&lt;br /&gt;Fools maybe weak in some aspects and maybe strong in others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What differentiate a fool and a 'non-fool' is the way of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fools think stupidly, sometimes, naively or unreasonably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fools aren't born, unlike geniuses, they are made.&lt;br /&gt;The way of life, the way of experiencing things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fools maybe are just some people who lack of social experiences, who always perform none other than what commonly unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fools maybe are just some people who have insufficient experience in some field, who perform poorly or below standard than what commonly expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fools maybe are just some people with low understanding and slow learning progress, who always being the laughing stocks or left behind by others.&lt;br /&gt;but, do not forget, even turtle wins the race against the hare.&lt;br /&gt;We must be thinking we won't be as stupid as the hare, who sleeps just before the finishing line,&lt;br /&gt;hmm, do we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fools maybe some people that lost control of their mind, commonly known as 'mad/insane',&lt;br /&gt;who people are afraid of, or teasing of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fools maybe some ordinary people, or even geniuses.&lt;br /&gt;A rubber tapper doesn't know how to read.'Fool!' said a doctor with a PhD.&lt;br /&gt;A doctor doesn't know rubber taping. 'Fool!' said the rubber tapper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you are a fool, then maybe you are.&lt;br /&gt;If you think you are not, then maybe you aren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i think you are a fool, maybe you are not.&lt;br /&gt;If u think i am a fool, maybe you are right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really like it when people think they are right when in truth they are wrong.&lt;br /&gt;However, different people have different thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;You may think its correct while i may think it is totally wrong.&lt;br /&gt;It depends on the person's view of life, EQ and of course IQ.&lt;br /&gt;Again, i am not clever,high EQ or high IQ,&lt;br /&gt; i just want to write out my feel, which i have had for quite a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we see things in our own way,&lt;br /&gt;without considering the other truth,reality or effects the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, i am that kind of person,&lt;br /&gt;which is why i am writing out my opinions.&lt;br /&gt;We believe, we act, but just sometimes, things aren't just like what you are thinking of.&lt;br /&gt;A husband quarrelled with his wife because he thinks she is too bossy .&lt;br /&gt;And the wife thinks that his husband has lost interest in her.&lt;br /&gt;You may 100% disagree with it,but, i am absolutely 100 % do not care about your opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, that is what human is.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking and acting in his/her own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i looked back into thing i have done, i wonder what would happen if i chose not what i have chosen?&lt;br /&gt;Will the present time be the same as what i am experiencing now?&lt;br /&gt;I certainly know the answer, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just,  do not think what you are thinking is the solid truth.&lt;br /&gt;If its in the case where you are thinking about other people,&lt;br /&gt;then, you better think properly.&lt;br /&gt;as the saying goes,'human is perceiving/ don't judge a book by its cover'&lt;br /&gt;Human's thoughts and feelings are complicated, just like the complicated CPU,&lt;br /&gt;however, sometimes, they are not so complicated as what we thought they supposedly are, just like when you understand the parts of a CPU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things maybe complicated or simple,&lt;br /&gt;do not complicate an already complicated thing or converting a simple ABC into an algebra equation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live, dream, act.&lt;br /&gt;Life is simple.&lt;br /&gt;It depends on how a person faces life and it is that person who truly hold responsibility on his/her very own life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-4081513382314601534?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/4081513382314601534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/people-are-fools.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/4081513382314601534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/4081513382314601534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/people-are-fools.html' title='People are fools'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-461170245089483622</id><published>2009-03-19T01:19:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T13:07:24.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 dreams in my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 things&lt;/span&gt; i would really like to experience :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. mountain climbing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/ScHRTP2yahI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/pLxNH1VdOw0/s1600-h/mountain_climbing-photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/ScHRTP2yahI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/pLxNH1VdOw0/s320/mountain_climbing-photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314759163877943826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. water skiing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/ScHReF3dRBI/AAAAAAAAAEY/hKCWm0jCx3Y/s1600-h/WaterSki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/ScHReF3dRBI/AAAAAAAAAEY/hKCWm0jCx3Y/s320/WaterSki.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314759350174958610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. drag/drift racing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/ScHRmEgfV1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/PxmZNv6POo8/s1600-h/drifting_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/ScHRmEgfV1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/PxmZNv6POo8/s320/drifting_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314759487249143634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. swimming in the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/ScHRwu5OgTI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ZELGIvE4ar8/s1600-h/sea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/ScHRwu5OgTI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ZELGIvE4ar8/s320/sea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314759670425878834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. bungee jump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/ScHR9-wgIsI/AAAAAAAAAEw/blEaeL45cgI/s1600-h/macaujumplx0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/ScHR9-wgIsI/AAAAAAAAAEw/blEaeL45cgI/s320/macaujumplx0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314759898022552258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. parachute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/ScHSFlBkfTI/AAAAAAAAAE4/LzQ6XyefPFs/s1600-h/parachute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/ScHSFlBkfTI/AAAAAAAAAE4/LzQ6XyefPFs/s320/parachute.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314760028553772338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. piloting an aircraft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/ScHSTQcehkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/yDCnKgvH8-I/s1600-h/War+Airplane+%2822%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/ScHSTQcehkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/yDCnKgvH8-I/s320/War+Airplane+%2822%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314760263547651650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. extreme sports&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/ScHSbkTSOGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/W9PFwzVU2BI/s1600-h/extreme+sports+2_45c28736498cd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/ScHSbkTSOGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/W9PFwzVU2BI/s320/extreme+sports+2_45c28736498cd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314760406316759138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. diving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/ScHSin20RyI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/6D3EqXAHxwI/s1600-h/diving-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/ScHSin20RyI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/6D3EqXAHxwI/s320/diving-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314760527530182434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. snow skiing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/ScHSui6NgpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/naGTWaq3yMs/s1600-h/downhill-skiing-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/ScHSui6NgpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/naGTWaq3yMs/s320/downhill-skiing-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314760732360671890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will i be able to achieve any of my dreams above?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-461170245089483622?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/461170245089483622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/10-dreams-in-my-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/461170245089483622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/461170245089483622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/10-dreams-in-my-life.html' title='10 dreams in my life.'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/ScHRTP2yahI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/pLxNH1VdOw0/s72-c/mountain_climbing-photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-8763485780202897707</id><published>2009-03-18T01:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T01:47:31.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STEAMBOAT FIESTA!!! -wonderful gathering.</title><content type='html'>This event was kinda rush and sorry for helding it on Monday because i simply didn't have time to organise it on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i didn't like to organise it at first because so many things have to be done and problems might occur while i was busy doing my stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;But, the outcome was good, at least, i felt worthy for all the efforts put in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was held in conjunction of Chui Ping,our beloved friend, who were going to Japan for 1 year ( she is now in Japan when i am writing this blog.)&lt;br /&gt;and for those who are going to NS,&lt;br /&gt;and just for a simple gathering among ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;I hereby apologise to those who couldn't come because they are studying.( i didn't contact you to avoid awkwardness )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful time enjoying steamboat ....haha.&lt;br /&gt;We prepared 2 different kind of soup - Tom Yam (too sour.....i put 2 packets of ingredients in it..hhee..), - chicken soup ( this was good...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just put everything we had into the soup....meats,veges,prawns, eggs, meehoon, mee, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the soups boiled,&lt;br /&gt;everyone was 'fighting' for the food,&lt;br /&gt;it was so fun , like all of us didn't eat any food for 3 days and 3 nights.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we enjoyed the food as well as the mood of the whole situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some ate alot and some ate moderately,&lt;br /&gt;and i am among those who ate alot, i was very hungry back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us played PS2 games after ate and so did i.&lt;br /&gt;While others chat after the meal,&lt;br /&gt;or took a stroll along the beach,&lt;br /&gt;or played poker cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a wonderful time being together, 13 of us attended this fiesta.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, i called it 'Fiesta' because it sounds cool...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even ate this half-melted ice cream which in the end turned into some sort of 'liquid'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/Sb_fzInSatI/AAAAAAAAAEI/jVi6oE93l9w/s1600-h/CIMG3395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/Sb_fzInSatI/AAAAAAAAAEI/jVi6oE93l9w/s320/CIMG3395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314212154899065554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was how it looks like after the meal.&lt;br /&gt;Some of us were still eating though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/Sb_c7iYeJUI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jVXUpZk-bHw/s1600-h/CIMG3393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/Sb_c7iYeJUI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jVXUpZk-bHw/s320/CIMG3393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314209000720311618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies, and the day was getting late.&lt;br /&gt;Some of us returned home one by one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there left 8 of us staying in the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;7 guys and 1 girl...ouch, it sounds dangerous....&lt;br /&gt;Ehem, we are all gentlemen, no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out for a drink late in the midnight,&lt;br /&gt;talked, talked and talked,&lt;br /&gt;the owner of the stall was waiting for us to go so that she might close her stall and go home soon..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was fun...and i am sure that this gathering will be a part of my memory which i will be keeping till the end of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-8763485780202897707?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/8763485780202897707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/steamboat-fiesta-wonderful-gathering.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/8763485780202897707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/8763485780202897707'/><link 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us all board KTM,&lt;br /&gt;support KTM, the best intercity train in the whole country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, this story started today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went KL via KTM from seremban.&lt;br /&gt;Its was a great thing to get aboard since the first station, so i would have the chance to choose my seat since there were plenty of seats.&lt;br /&gt;And i was enjoying my comfy cushion seat all the way to Mid Valley station while others who boarded the train later had to stand until they reach their destinations...wahaha&lt;br /&gt;though i sweated like hell, the train was like a burning hell.....( ok, that was a bit over..)&lt;br /&gt;And when i reached Mid Valley station, i got off the train with a 'lalala~' kind of attitude...i was bad, didn't i...( no lar, i never did that, i was and still is a good guy...hm......)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, i did what had to be done and my friend joined me.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we wanted to go home and i was leading the wrong way until we had to walk another way around to get to the KTM station...&lt;br /&gt;So sorry,my friend...i unintentionally brought u to the wrong way, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we arrived at the KTM station and wanted to buy tickets.&lt;br /&gt;The 'clever' ticket selling machine there didn't seems to be functional...&lt;br /&gt;I put a RM 10 note and it rejected, repeatedly...&lt;br /&gt;I put a RM 1 note and it rejected, repeatedly, again...&lt;br /&gt;Damn...&lt;br /&gt;And we bought tickets straight from the counter after waited for our turns in a long queue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got our tickets, we went to the platform to wait for the train...&lt;br /&gt;After a while, i saw a train coming on the other lane....with the tag of 'SEREMBAN' on its front mirror display...&lt;br /&gt;And then, i saw a train coming on the lane we were waiting for...with the tag of 'RAWANG' on its front mirror display...&lt;br /&gt;I looked up on the display board and it showed ' RAWANG', so, i suddenly realised we were waiting at the wrong platform...&lt;br /&gt;And we had to watch the train we were suppose to board got off in front of our eyes...&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it was my fault to go to the wrong platform.....please, i was boarding this KTM for the first time.....alone.....k.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we waited another round at the correct platform this time...&lt;br /&gt;So, we were waiting....waiting....and still waiting.....until the display estimated time of arrival was way over....&lt;br /&gt;Then, we heard the announcement,' Dear passenger, the train has been delayed for 10 minutes , we are sorry for any inconvenience caused.' ( u see, we were actually in a hurry to get to Seremban to board the last bus to PD....it was already 6 something...and the journey took about 1 hour..)&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the train was delayed, no problem....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the thing is,&lt;br /&gt;the announcement is later made twice which meant tha train was delayed for twice.....and that summed up to almost 1 hour delayed...damn.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then later we had to become human sandwiches inside the crowded train...&lt;br /&gt;There were body contact everywhere...shit...it was torturing....&lt;br /&gt;Luckily after few stations, the situation got better and i managed to get into better position...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived late at Seremban, so we had no choice but to take a taxi home....which would be expensive...( at least RM 40...)&lt;br /&gt;But, lucky us, my friend's father arrived there and took us home..haha&lt;br /&gt;So, we managed to save that amount of money and got us both each a cup of Java Chip Frappucinno with more vanilla cream.....don't know if that spelling is correct...&lt;br /&gt;it was my first cup of starbucks drink i have ever drank....hhaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i had a dream,i will go learn all the coffee making skills in Starbucks and then later open my very own coffee shop,&lt;br /&gt;and my friend, open an internet cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I would name my coffee shop as 'Moonbucks' and he would name his internet cafe as 'Sunbucks' and we'll place our shops by the sides of a Starbucks shop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, i also figured out my new shop slogan : 'We have everything that Starbucks has and Starbucks doesn't have everything that We Have'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wakaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love our country's KTM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, when are we gonna construct a bullet train?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-2881444727485658206</id><published>2009-03-14T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T00:48:06.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never ever leave your car with the lamp on...</title><content type='html'>Haha, what a wonderful night out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having some drinks and chatting about PLKN, ( damn, I don't want to go.)&lt;br /&gt;they were preparing to go home, and then i said bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One minute later, i received a call from them, well, i thought they would want to hang around for some more time.&lt;br /&gt;Out of my expectation, their car,which was a Savvy, was out of battery...( i am not saying Savvy ain't good..)&lt;br /&gt;It was because the owner didn't turn off the head lamps of the cars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, never mind, just a small problem, i thought...&lt;br /&gt;After consulting my father and his friends, we tried to push the car in order to ignite the engine.&lt;br /&gt;We pushed as hard as we could from the middle to the end of a roughly 20 meter road...&lt;br /&gt;And yet, we still couldn't start off the engine.&lt;br /&gt;At last, we had to recharge the battery using jumper from the battery of another car, which was my father's friend car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, did i mention it happened around 12 midnight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this incident was quite worthwhile as i actually could learn the process of it.&lt;br /&gt;And i give my most grateful thanks to my father and his friends.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, my friend, hope you can drive them home safely and return back home successfully.&lt;br /&gt;And never ever leave your car's head lamps on when you are away next time......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were wondering if we have this problem when we are traveling in KL(which is far away from our home town and it is late), what will us do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-2881444727485658206?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/2881444727485658206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/never-ever-leave-your-car-with-lamp-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/2881444727485658206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/2881444727485658206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/never-ever-leave-your-car-with-lamp-on.html' title='Never ever leave your car with the lamp on...'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-9002363184913131888</id><published>2009-03-12T23:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T00:25:48.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why did I feel strange?</title><content type='html'>Didn't I suppose to jump in joy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I feel nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an anxious day.&lt;br /&gt;The moment of waiting is a moment of fear and hope.&lt;br /&gt;Fear of getting something bad and hope of getting something good.&lt;br /&gt;The seconds were like years....&lt;br /&gt;I sang in order to overcome my anxiousness...&lt;br /&gt;alright, i know, my voice sucks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be truthful, I have high anticipation and expectation,&lt;br /&gt;I mean, who didn't hope to get a good result?&lt;br /&gt;But I never thought so much about it, just let it be, and accept any possible outcome with open heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the truth was finally revealed, I was stunned.&lt;br /&gt;The moment of dream came true was astonishing yet i felt the flow of spring water in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;It was like the whole world stopped and I had became the core of attention.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i received my slip and tried to squeeze out the most natural smile to be caught on cameras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe others thought that I should be very happy to receive such a good result.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe others thought that I would smile and laugh all the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strange thing is, I didn't strongly feel any of those feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am happy, but not very happy.&lt;br /&gt;If it was the me receiving PMR result few years back, I would be enjoying myself for 3 days 3 nights.&lt;br /&gt;But no, I didn't feel that now.&lt;br /&gt;The result was just merely a compliment for my not-so-hardworking and an encouragement for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think many felt the same way, except that its 'compliment for hardworking' for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I feel no great joy?&lt;br /&gt;Why did I feel that it was just another 'something' in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, What if it was me who didn't get good result?&lt;br /&gt;Will I be torn in suffer?&lt;br /&gt;Or will I get pass through it with my happy go lucky attitude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was strange.&lt;br /&gt;Was it I who changed or was it the way it should be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, i miss high school life.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my friends who got something less good, please dun be sad.&lt;br /&gt;This isn't the end of the world, should be taking example from it and live on with greater encouragement and passion towards your dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-9002363184913131888?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/9002363184913131888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-do-i-felt-strange.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/9002363184913131888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/9002363184913131888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-do-i-felt-strange.html' title='Why did I feel strange?'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-5267200080802332836</id><published>2009-03-12T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T01:01:51.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shall I look into the future?</title><content type='html'>Or shall I look into the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer have determination to fulfill the promise i made under the moon on the beach that lonely night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer have the strength to walk on the path i used to walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer own the soul that was living freely on the world once was colourful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer posses the body that was once dancing freely on the stage of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer have the heart that was once a source of power to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I?&lt;br /&gt;A living zombie with a rotten soul?&lt;br /&gt;Or a soulless living creature?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouted to God,"Save Me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He whispered, "No"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a person so determined in living his life when only he has no arms nor any legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a person who have great hope in life when only she travels in wheelchair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a person who claimed he saw colourful world in his eyes that no longer shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a kid trying to live by searching food in the garbage landfill area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am i compared to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall I carry on and look into the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or shall I let myself fade in the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;Why shall I look into the future or past when even I can't control my present time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or am I wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I need a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, who will save me?&lt;br /&gt;Even God rejected to save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I saw the most beautiful rainbow in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbfuF4DEwHI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KD3zBRLq8Uo/s1600-h/Rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbfuF4DEwHI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KD3zBRLq8Uo/s320/Rainbow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311976070218825842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain stopped.&lt;br /&gt;I looked into the sky, and i saw a rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;In the rainbow, I saw myself.&lt;br /&gt;I was smiling, laughing,playing.&lt;br /&gt;And i saw another image, fading slowly as if it was a part of memory that was now disappearing slowly from my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will the rain in my heart stopped?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, i just knew that the rain had become lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked God," Why don't you save me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He said,"Because i don't need to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I be able to see the Sun after the rain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbftwkgHsdI/AAAAAAAAADw/vXjKbnVRew8/s1600-h/beautiful_sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbftwkgHsdI/AAAAAAAAADw/vXjKbnVRew8/s320/beautiful_sunrise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311975704194691538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: to those who not yet see the rising sun of their hearts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-5267200080802332836?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/5267200080802332836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/shall-i-look-into-future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/5267200080802332836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/5267200080802332836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/shall-i-look-into-future.html' title='Shall I look into the future?'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbfuF4DEwHI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KD3zBRLq8Uo/s72-c/Rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-8955053416777769330</id><published>2009-03-10T14:33:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:23:31.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy and girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='break up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>If you love me, let me know. If not, please gently let me go.</title><content type='html'>This is a story between a girl and a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a boy.&lt;br /&gt;He was a normal simple boy, living a simple life.&lt;br /&gt;He went school, hung out with friends, played games, and did what a normal boy would do.&lt;br /&gt;He was a nice guy, always care for his friends because he knew the importance of friends in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a girl.&lt;br /&gt;She was a cheerful active girl, living an enjoyable life.&lt;br /&gt;She went school, socialised, went events, met new friends, and did what a normal girl would do.&lt;br /&gt;She was a happy girl, always enjoying her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when he met her.&lt;br /&gt;They had good feelings for each other.&lt;br /&gt;They started to be friends, and getting closer to each other as days passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sent each other messages, talked about their daily lives, talked about strict teachers in school, laughed about silly things.&lt;br /&gt;They became more than friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbY2PX8OiwI/AAAAAAAAADo/kxR_UPH32zg/s1600-h/2623.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 128px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbY2PX8OiwI/AAAAAAAAADo/kxR_UPH32zg/s320/2623.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311492448282643202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They have had wonderful times together, enjoyable memories, touching moments.&lt;br /&gt;They have had bad times together, broke up and later coupled up again.&lt;br /&gt;When she was upset, he tried every way to cheer her up.&lt;br /&gt;When he did something wrong, he tried every way to apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave her sweet presents and she gave her nice presents.&lt;br /&gt;They hugged, kissed and said the magic three words of love.&lt;br /&gt;They became each others' part of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;"The hottest love has the coldest end."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, he requested a break up with her.&lt;br /&gt;She cried in deep pain.&lt;br /&gt;She leaned in his chest and cried.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;He said he couldn't be with her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbYzuHxw_7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/yPo1R3fLZLI/s1600-h/32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbYzuHxw_7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/yPo1R3fLZLI/s320/32.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311489677984858034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks passed.&lt;br /&gt;They tried to communicate as friends but they failed.&lt;br /&gt;They blocked each other in every way they could thought of.&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to forget her.&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to forget him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One month passed.&lt;br /&gt;He couldn't get her out of his mind.&lt;br /&gt;So did she.&lt;br /&gt;She suffered great pain in loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;So did he.&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to carry on his life but he couldn't, not yet.&lt;br /&gt;So did she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pleasure of love lasts but a moment, Pain of love lasts a lifetime."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will she/he be free of this pain?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps when she/he truly let go of this never meant-to-be feeling so called love,&lt;br /&gt;Or when she/he found her/his second spring of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one but only she/he knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbY0KVVLRtI/AAAAAAAAADg/5V2LkTLtYfs/s1600-h/35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbY0KVVLRtI/AAAAAAAAADg/5V2LkTLtYfs/s320/35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311490162659378898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love is awfully simple, but falling out of love is simply awful.&lt;br /&gt;While some say "never let someone be your everything because when they are gone you have nothing", i prefer " better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-8955053416777769330?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/8955053416777769330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-you-love-me-let-me-know-if-not.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/8955053416777769330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/8955053416777769330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-you-love-me-let-me-know-if-not.html' title='If you love me, let me know. If not, please gently let me go.'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbY2PX8OiwI/AAAAAAAAADo/kxR_UPH32zg/s72-c/2623.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-5129809844916701546</id><published>2009-03-10T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T01:02:10.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super PS 3</title><content type='html'>OMG, this is a PS 3 in a self-made box, look at the details of the carving, the shinning lustrous surface...the idea was actually from a game which i don't know what game it is....sorry..&lt;br /&gt;And the maker said he is willing to do another set of the box, if being payed the price of a PS3.&lt;br /&gt;And no, i don't know the maker, just think that this should be interesting for PS3 lovers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbVKIBGjz8I/AAAAAAAAACo/DzTTpV3iaAs/s1600-h/PS3+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbVKIBGjz8I/AAAAAAAAACo/DzTTpV3iaAs/s320/PS3+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311232837148725186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbVKTratPlI/AAAAAAAAACw/aN0kdnVTxok/s1600-h/PS3+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbVKTratPlI/AAAAAAAAACw/aN0kdnVTxok/s320/PS3+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311233037486079570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbVJJ_m1cwI/AAAAAAAAACg/RbMrWlZCJqc/s1600-h/PS3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbVJJ_m1cwI/AAAAAAAAACg/RbMrWlZCJqc/s320/PS3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311231771595338498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-5129809844916701546?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/5129809844916701546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/super-ps-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/5129809844916701546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/5129809844916701546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/super-ps-3.html' title='Super PS 3'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbVKIBGjz8I/AAAAAAAAACo/DzTTpV3iaAs/s72-c/PS3+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-4928273791721426104</id><published>2009-03-10T00:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T02:44:46.443+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='国境之南'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='海角七号'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cape no7'/><title type='text'>海角七号-国境之南</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;如果海会说话&lt;br /&gt;如果风爱上砂&lt;br /&gt;如果有些想念&lt;br /&gt;遗忘在漫长的长假&lt;br /&gt;我会聆听浪花&lt;br /&gt;让风吹过头发&lt;br /&gt;任记忆里的爱情&lt;br /&gt;在时间潮汐里喧哗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;非得等春天远了夏天才近了&lt;br /&gt;我是在回首时终于懂得&lt;br /&gt;当阳光 再次&lt;br /&gt;回到那飘着雨的国境之南&lt;br /&gt;我会试着把那一年的故事&lt;br /&gt;再接下去说完&lt;br /&gt;当阳光 再次&lt;br /&gt;离开那太晴朗的国境之南&lt;br /&gt;你会不会把你曾带走的爱&lt;br /&gt;在告别前用微笑全归还&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;海很蓝 星光灿烂&lt;br /&gt;我仍空着我的臂弯&lt;br /&gt;天很宽 在我独自唱歌的夜晚&lt;br /&gt;请原谅我的爱诉说的太缓慢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当阳光 再次&lt;br /&gt;回到那飘着雨的国境之南&lt;br /&gt;我会试着把那一年的故事&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;再接下去说完&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;当阳光 再次&lt;br /&gt;离开那太晴朗的国境之南&lt;br /&gt;你会不会把你曾带走的爱&lt;br /&gt;在告别前用微笑全归还&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbVAsovD0rI/AAAAAAAAACY/0ENaBNabe78/s1600-h/Cape+No7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbVAsovD0rI/AAAAAAAAACY/0ENaBNabe78/s320/Cape+No7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311222471146590898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="content"&gt;“留下来，要么我跟你走”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-4928273791721426104?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/4928273791721426104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/4928273791721426104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/4928273791721426104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_10.html' title='海角七号-国境之南'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbVAsovD0rI/AAAAAAAAACY/0ENaBNabe78/s72-c/Cape+No7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-5887752169325557924</id><published>2009-03-09T23:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T01:44:59.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>A Story</title><content type='html'>When he first met her, he gave her a hi, in shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( He had good feelings for her )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second time he met her, he gave her a hi, with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( He felt that she was adorable )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third time he met her, he asked to be her friend, with courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( He thought that he must be brave to take the first step )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth time he met her, he asked for her phone number, with hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( He thought that he had to get closer to her, to know her more )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fifth time he met her, he greeted her with a sweet smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( He felt happy to meet her )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sixth time he met her, he asked about her life, caring and tenderly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time she met him, she gave him a smile, politely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( She knew the way to be polite )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second time she met him, she gave him a hi, with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( She thought that he was a nice guy )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third time she met him, she accepted his friend request, happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( She thought that having a new friend was a happy thing )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth time she met him, she gave him her phone number, with hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( She thought that  he liked her )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fifth time she met him, she laughed at him for his silly face of sweet smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( She felt something different )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sixth time she met him, she chat freely with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seventh time i saw them, they were walking together along the beach side by side, his hands held her hands tightly, her head was leaned against his shoulder....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, love isn't just destined, it is about how people show their love and make efforts for their love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbVUPs8eq6I/AAAAAAAAAC4/nrMvMxH7yTg/s1600-h/holding+hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbVUPs8eq6I/AAAAAAAAAC4/nrMvMxH7yTg/s320/holding+hands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311243964292967330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is a wonderful thing,appreciate it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never ever lose hope on love, go for it and never ever regret it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-5887752169325557924?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/5887752169325557924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/5887752169325557924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/5887752169325557924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/story.html' title='A Story'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbVUPs8eq6I/AAAAAAAAAC4/nrMvMxH7yTg/s72-c/holding+hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-7254442468804676145</id><published>2009-03-09T18:35:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:22:14.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love=?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;Love is a dream that comes alive when we meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbT1t9bLSZI/AAAAAAAAABw/i1DFOhtCPbQ/s1600-h/36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbT1t9bLSZI/AAAAAAAAABw/i1DFOhtCPbQ/s320/36.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311140030508124562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;Love is friendship set on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:BrockScript;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Love is that first feeling you feel before all the bad stuff gets in the             way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbT3MAj-u7I/AAAAAAAAACI/k46Zc-rWDTQ/s1600-h/30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbT3MAj-u7I/AAAAAAAAACI/k46Zc-rWDTQ/s320/30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311141646258060210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:BrockScript;font-size:100%;"  &gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;Love is that condition in which the happiness of another                   person is essential to your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:BrockScript;font-size:100%;"  &gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbT1jaVh4fI/AAAAAAAAABo/4NAKy0yWRmI/s1600-h/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbT1jaVh4fI/AAAAAAAAABo/4NAKy0yWRmI/s320/25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311139849290506738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:BrockScript;font-size:100%;"  &gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:BrockScript;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Love is what makes you smile when you're tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:BrockScript;font-size:100%;"  &gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;Love is something eternal; the aspect may change, but                   not the essense.&lt;span style=";font-family:BrockScript;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:BrockScript;font-size:100%;"  &gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;Love doesn't make the world go round, love is what makes                   the ride worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbT27JQMn8I/AAAAAAAAACA/zCXcysx9kKE/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbT27JQMn8I/AAAAAAAAACA/zCXcysx9kKE/s320/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311141356533227458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:BrockScript;font-size:100%;"  &gt;9.&lt;/span&gt;Love is the irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:BrockScript;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Love is                       composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbT2h6nhtqI/AAAAAAAAAB4/OiZhkOnrATI/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbT2h6nhtqI/AAAAAAAAAB4/OiZhkOnrATI/s320/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311140923107817122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-7254442468804676145?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/7254442468804676145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/7254442468804676145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/7254442468804676145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/love.html' title='Love=?'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbT1t9bLSZI/AAAAAAAAABw/i1DFOhtCPbQ/s72-c/36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-8610247249067027206</id><published>2009-03-09T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:15:07.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='action'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watchmen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superpower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superheores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heroes'/><title type='text'>WATCHMEN</title><content type='html'>Ok, here comes another movie i am highly anticipating after 'Dark Knight'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please scroll directly down if you do not wish to read this long synopsis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTmAnXkFbI/AAAAAAAAABg/iw4Kawp_1Ys/s1600-h/watchmen_imax_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTmAnXkFbI/AAAAAAAAABg/iw4Kawp_1Ys/s320/watchmen_imax_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311122758818862514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;     "Watchmen" is set in an alternate 1985 America in which costumed superheroes are part of the fabric of everyday society, and the "Doomsday Clock" - which charts the USA's tension with the Soviet Union - is permanently set at five minutes to midnight. When one of his former colleagues is murdered, the washed up but no less determined masked vigilante Rorschach sets out to uncover a plot to kill and discredit all past and present superheroes. As he reconnects with his former crime-fighting legion - a ragtag group of retired superheroes, only one of whom has true powers - Rorschach glimpses a wide-ranging and disturbing conspiracy with links to their shared past and catastrophic consequences for the future. Their mission is to watch over humanity... but who is watching the Watchmen?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;p class="plotpar"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="plotpar"&gt;It's the 1980's and it's a different world. Superheroes have been outlawed, the only ones still in operation under direct control of the United States government. Suddenly, those heroes both still in action and retired find themselves targets by an unseen enemy, who wants to kill them one by one.&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/SearchPlotWriters?Anonymous"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="plotpar"&gt;A group of heroes, forced into retirement a decade before are called together once again to investigate the murder of one of their own. What they discover an age-old conspiracy to change the balance of power in a world not different from our own.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="plotpar"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTlpMEp1CI/AAAAAAAAABQ/938Wmbein5U/s1600-h/watchmen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 328px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTlpMEp1CI/AAAAAAAAABQ/938Wmbein5U/s320/watchmen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311122356354798626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Basically, Watchmen is about 'retired' superheroes being hunted,&lt;br /&gt;so, they once again grouped up to discover an age-old conspiracy to change the balance of power in the world...&lt;br /&gt;the fun thing is that there is only one person who have superpower.&lt;br /&gt;So, there won't be superpowers fighting each other in an epic scene like X-Men.&lt;br /&gt;But i think it will be a thrilling cool movie based on the trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the trailer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="510" height="422" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ac959dfddb72211b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dac959dfddb72211b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331663783%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D32466D3B87513631ED9EC6CDB611B08CC5343F65.4AAC6BF6BD37345A2068D0978C4CBA4C11911136%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dac959dfddb72211b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOTbqL4SbWGvI5r_nqGBjL-pX8oU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="510" height="422" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dac959dfddb72211b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331663783%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D32466D3B87513631ED9EC6CDB611B08CC5343F65.4AAC6BF6BD37345A2068D0978C4CBA4C11911136%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dac959dfddb72211b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOTbqL4SbWGvI5r_nqGBjL-pX8oU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i haven't watched it, so, i'll update my info once i watched the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-8610247249067027206?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ac959dfddb72211b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/8610247249067027206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/watchmen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/8610247249067027206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/8610247249067027206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/watchmen.html' title='WATCHMEN'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTmAnXkFbI/AAAAAAAAABg/iw4Kawp_1Ys/s72-c/watchmen_imax_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-1124646515488552239</id><published>2009-03-09T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:19:03.061+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cosplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FFVII'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Final Fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FFX'/><title type='text'>Final Fantasy Cosplay!!</title><content type='html'>Here are some of the cool beautiful real people Final Fantasy Cosplay i found on net!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They looked 90% exactly same with the characters in FF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tifa from Final Fantasy VII:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTeKF1mqiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/YxQywK532xE/s1600-h/150014anglbpv6gu6sz3rxflkqwmjapxt0fzwdpwgbykju.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTeKF1mqiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/YxQywK532xE/s320/150014anglbpv6gu6sz3rxflkqwmjapxt0fzwdpwgbykju.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311114125523724834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rikku from Final Fantasy X :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTeD26DnFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4GJ7tO2-uOc/s1600-h/145742fyidiestid47kazkngbdh58nh6xpjltpofkvggjr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTeD26DnFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4GJ7tO2-uOc/s320/145742fyidiestid47kazkngbdh58nh6xpjltpofkvggjr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311114018436652114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rikku from Final Fantasy X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fellow i forgot his name from Final Fantasy VII Advent Children:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTeAfkTGXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DahRFcQVJc4/s1600-h/092721wteumlwylc47z5kxyxe4vxn5fh7wmpyqo8kmsurw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTeAfkTGXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DahRFcQVJc4/s320/092721wteumlwylc47z5kxyxe4vxn5fh7wmpyqo8kmsurw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311113960631769458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-1124646515488552239?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/1124646515488552239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/final-fantasy-cosplay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/1124646515488552239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/1124646515488552239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/final-fantasy-cosplay.html' title='Final Fantasy Cosplay!!'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTeKF1mqiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/YxQywK532xE/s72-c/150014anglbpv6gu6sz3rxflkqwmjapxt0fzwdpwgbykju.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261635147819023450.post-4731448468214662681</id><published>2009-03-09T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:05:54.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally i blog!</title><content type='html'>Well, been thinking of blogging for a long time...&lt;br /&gt;haha, finally, started my effort to blog...&lt;br /&gt;and wat a date i chose to launch my blog....3 days till the releasing of 2008 SPM result..&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that everything turns out right for everyone....although i don't think it will....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still don't wanna think so much bout the result, just let it be...&lt;br /&gt;Thats me, happy go lucky......happy yeah yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna write stuffs about myself and experiences that i have had for the blog, so,&lt;br /&gt;support me....I need support......haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pic of me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTbFrdP8iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3yBF3lk9M7g/s1600-h/Me+and+my+Precious+Bananas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTbFrdP8iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3yBF3lk9M7g/s320/Me+and+my+Precious+Bananas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311110751187890722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now u know why my blog is called Monkey De Ace...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261635147819023450-4731448468214662681?l=monkeydeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/feeds/4731448468214662681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-i-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/4731448468214662681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261635147819023450/posts/default/4731448468214662681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeydeace.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-i-blog.html' title='Finally i blog!'/><author><name>Monkey De Ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372669636574410535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTijYZ5jRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZGTSn2hgd7Q/S220/Do+Not+Disturb!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62gb8bZUmO0/SbTbFrdP8iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3yBF3lk9M7g/s72-c/Me+and+my+Precious+Bananas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
