<?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-7257986452256829181</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:54:36.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>millionfuckingtimes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-5215719279553117309</id><published>2008-08-14T01:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T01:46:45.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've moved, yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ialhadad.wordpress.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ialhadad.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-801430861725111996</id><published>2008-07-04T09:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T09:18:59.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;millionfuckingtimes is officially closed&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;time to focus on more important things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-801430861725111996?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/801430861725111996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=801430861725111996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/801430861725111996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/801430861725111996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2008/07/millionfuckingtimes-is-officially.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-2202665005721488717</id><published>2008-06-17T01:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T02:12:42.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been more than 3 years, but I guess it's time to let go of the feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay, I have no idea why my links in the link section are striked. I've checked the codes, it seems fine. Hmph. Weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I need to get away. Going for a play might do it. Yes, that WILL do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-2202665005721488717?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2202665005721488717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=2202665005721488717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/2202665005721488717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/2202665005721488717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-been-more-than-3-years-but-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-6470275825122711438</id><published>2008-06-16T08:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T08:59:07.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Xiaxue is a Twit and Pink is a horrible colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop telling me that my blog is not center aligned. I KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My polypterus died. That's really sad. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be having too much fun on Tuesday. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to even attempt proper sentence structures and paragraphing.  Seriously, there is no rule to blogging.  I can blog 1 word a day and you shouldn't complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yesh. I vanna go for dish. &lt;a href="http://www.sistic.com.sg/portal/dt?dt.isPortletRequest=true&amp;amp;dt.action=process&amp;amp;dt.provider=PortletWindowProcessChannel&amp;amp;dt.windowProvider.targetPortletChannel=JSPTabContainer/sEventsCalendar/Event&amp;amp;dt.containerName=JSPTabContainer/sEventsCalendar&amp;amp;dt.windowProvider.currentChannelMode=VIEW&amp;amp;dt.window.portletAction=RENDER&amp;amp;contentCode=supply0608"&gt;Click me.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out riding with Eric, Amos and Hamster 2 nights ago.  Must admit.  It was fun. Oh, when I said Hamster, I meant my human friend nicknamed Hamster.  Have to clarify because people like Andrew think my friends are non-human.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-6470275825122711438?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6470275825122711438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=6470275825122711438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/6470275825122711438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/6470275825122711438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2008/06/xiaxue-is-twit-and-pink-is-horrible.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-8085789045516738942</id><published>2008-06-15T18:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T01:53:54.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I admit. Mr. X &lt;strike&gt;Son of A Bitch&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strong&gt;IS&lt;/strong&gt; a nice guy. He deserves whoever. I feel broken, but I'm blogging so I should be okay-right? All the best. I hope it works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit! Dammit! Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sad, just...i don't know. You know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WmfasWzdyHs&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WmfasWzdyHs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face Down - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-8085789045516738942?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8085789045516738942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=8085789045516738942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/8085789045516738942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/8085789045516738942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2008/06/well-i-admit.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-3322022959363085786</id><published>2008-06-10T02:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T03:18:39.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Most of the time you forgive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...there are certainly times where you just can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being stabbed from the back hurts real bad. You ponder for a moment and realise. Maybe all these years HAVE indeed been a waste. All that trust you had shatters-instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so, if an apology had been offered, it would have been harder to forgive but not impossible. Everyone knows. Why isn't anyone taking a stand? Why not bring evil down where it belongs? You know you've been hurt. You know there is no more trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call it plastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship has become fake. Everyone puts on a mask. A facade to cover how they hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has become a timebomb. A timebomb which has ticked for years. It will explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it does, some will be alone and most will have to choose a side. Not easy. Very cruel indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revenge is a dish best served cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no more neutral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher Pike will tell you of Lati Ball. Your story will be written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sweet Revenge&lt;/strong&gt; by Matt Pyke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Left for dead,&lt;br /&gt;This worlds so bleak,&lt;br /&gt;No power left inside,&lt;br /&gt;Not even for me to speak,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurt so many times,&lt;br /&gt;But never truly healed,&lt;br /&gt;No you cannot see them,&lt;br /&gt;My emotional scars are sealed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they ask me,&lt;br /&gt;Have I always been this way?&lt;br /&gt;It breaks my heart to answer,&lt;br /&gt;But it is the truth that I must say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I have not always,&lt;br /&gt;But probably will always be,&lt;br /&gt;The darkness that dwells inside,&lt;br /&gt;Is the living part of me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve kept it in for so long,&lt;br /&gt;So much anger never let out,&lt;br /&gt;Struggled with every tantrum,&lt;br /&gt;Suppressing the urge to shout,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the turning point is now,&lt;br /&gt;You will not be my demise,&lt;br /&gt;I will uplift my spirit,&lt;br /&gt;And spring to your surprise,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No longer will you hurt me,&lt;br /&gt;No more pain will I feel,&lt;br /&gt;This day will end my sorrows,&lt;br /&gt;And break that holy seal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My emotions will flow with hatred,&lt;br /&gt;And death you will meet,&lt;br /&gt;Through this day of reckoning I have realized,&lt;br /&gt;Revenge through success is sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So true. I agree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-3322022959363085786?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3322022959363085786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=3322022959363085786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/3322022959363085786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/3322022959363085786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2008/06/most-of-time-you-forgive.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-4239611992400532928</id><published>2008-06-07T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T00:23:28.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;prepare for an event happening this October&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;design and build a website for our client's online pet store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;re-design Variar's website&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;design and build a website for Media Jive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;plan where to go for the holiday with my friends this coming 16th June&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;START&lt;/span&gt; on the MagSphere website&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;do Hamster's assignment - which is also to create a website&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that my blog doesn't appear right. Don't have to remind me.  I also realise that it appears worse on Firefox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-4239611992400532928?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4239611992400532928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=4239611992400532928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/4239611992400532928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/4239611992400532928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-need-to-prepare-for-event-happening.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-4633540764647316981</id><published>2008-06-01T16:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T16:50:57.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My father is driving me nuts.  This is why I am sooooo fucking angry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What the hell did I do this time?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't remember arguing with you.  We barely talk unless there's a need.  The last time I had an argument with you was eons ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You keep the notebook in your briefcase to rot.  It's not as though you take it to use it, you take it for the sake of making my life miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am not a very organized person.  I don't keep track.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; When I checked my online Teaching Plan yesterday night on Sis' notebook, only then did I realise that I had an assignment submission last Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I can't do Database and Programming for MP on my sister's notebook as it is too slow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SIX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sis uses the notebook most of the time and I end up having to use it late at night and not being able to get up for my god damned morning classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEVEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I thought you changed.  I was wrong.  You still are the retard you were before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-4633540764647316981?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4633540764647316981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=4633540764647316981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/4633540764647316981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/4633540764647316981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-father-is-driving-me-nuts.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-3708407200266586204</id><published>2008-05-31T19:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T19:48:37.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My pencil case is with Victor.  This means that I can't sketch over the weekends.  I am sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-3708407200266586204?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3708407200266586204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=3708407200266586204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/3708407200266586204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/3708407200266586204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-pencil-case-is-with-victor.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-3756726118929200592</id><published>2008-05-26T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T00:14:31.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A friend of mine passed me a link to this video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it. It's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep watching it-besides, the girl is cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch it &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=6kxDxLAjkO8"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-3756726118929200592?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3756726118929200592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=3756726118929200592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/3756726118929200592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/3756726118929200592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2008/05/friend-of-mine-passed-me-link-to-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-8078717373141587523</id><published>2008-05-22T03:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T03:17:43.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Arowana died 2 days ago.  I'm so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a new one yesterday (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay.  Happy, happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought another one along with 4 Red Tiger Oscars and a Polypterus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will probably be adding a few more Polypterus and another Arowana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-8078717373141587523?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8078717373141587523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=8078717373141587523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/8078717373141587523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/8078717373141587523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-arowana-died-2-days-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-6377851399338018100</id><published>2008-05-17T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T21:15:55.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stop it! Stop what you're doing! I can't take it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, no. Come to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop. I like what you're doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-6377851399338018100?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6377851399338018100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=6377851399338018100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/6377851399338018100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/6377851399338018100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2008/05/stop-it-stop-what-youre-doing-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-6033392648647275737</id><published>2008-05-12T00:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T00:50:08.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Leaving for KL later. Retarded afternoon flight. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be gone for a week. Till then. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-6033392648647275737?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6033392648647275737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=6033392648647275737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/6033392648647275737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/6033392648647275737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2008/05/leaving-for-kl-later.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-297668280024947419</id><published>2008-05-05T03:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T03:54:56.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another song I've come to love.  Very strong, meaningful lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who have no idea what "ghetto" means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ghetto&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a poor densely populated city district occupied by a minority ethnic group linked together by economic hardship and social restrictions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to it while you read the lyrics out. It's just really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=zmVFnhO3A98"&gt;Click this Video Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In The Ghetto - Elvis Presley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the snow flies&lt;br /&gt;On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'&lt;br /&gt;A poor little baby child is born&lt;br /&gt;In the ghetto&lt;br /&gt;And his mama cries&lt;br /&gt;'cause if there's one thing that she don't need&lt;br /&gt;it's another hungry mouth to feed&lt;br /&gt;In the ghetto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, don't you understand&lt;br /&gt;the child needs a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at you and me,&lt;br /&gt;are we too blind to see,&lt;br /&gt;do we simply turn our heads&lt;br /&gt;and look the other way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the world turns&lt;br /&gt;and a hungry little boy with a runny nose&lt;br /&gt;plays in the street as the cold wind blows&lt;br /&gt;In the ghetto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And his hunger burns&lt;br /&gt;so he starts to roam the streets at night&lt;br /&gt;and he learns how to steal&lt;br /&gt;and he learns how to fight&lt;br /&gt;In the ghetto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one night in desperation&lt;br /&gt;a young man breaks away&lt;br /&gt;He buys a gun, steals a car,&lt;br /&gt;tries to run, but he don't get far&lt;br /&gt;And his mama cries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man&lt;br /&gt;face down on the street with a gun in his hand&lt;br /&gt;In the ghetto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As her young man dies,&lt;br /&gt;on a cold and gray Chicago mornin',&lt;br /&gt;another little baby child is born&lt;br /&gt;In the ghetto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-297668280024947419?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/297668280024947419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=297668280024947419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/297668280024947419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/297668280024947419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-song-ive-come-to-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-6877850157833550831</id><published>2008-04-29T01:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T01:54:21.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So as to not make it weird for the both of us, I will ignore you when I see you around in school.  No offence, I don't hate you or anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-6877850157833550831?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6877850157833550831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=6877850157833550831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/6877850157833550831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/6877850157833550831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-as-to-not-make-it-weird-for-both-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-5298615243386304054</id><published>2008-04-10T02:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T02:06:49.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media2.top10virals.com/viralvideos/virals12/little-girl-tries-to-say-frog.wmv" type="video/x-ms-wmv" autostart="False"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this video. She's so adorable. Enjoy &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-5298615243386304054?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5298615243386304054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=5298615243386304054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/5298615243386304054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/5298615243386304054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2008/04/love-this-video_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-7000487529416536172</id><published>2008-04-08T05:30:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T06:09:30.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, here they are. A few of my recent sketches. Oh yes, I hate shading hair. It's messy and time consuming. So for most of them, I've left the hair out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GGpdwihMcPc/R_qUlZlmg_I/AAAAAAAAABo/mlFLvXClIi8/s1600-h/DSC02568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186621291115217906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GGpdwihMcPc/R_qUlZlmg_I/AAAAAAAAABo/mlFLvXClIi8/s320/DSC02568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GGpdwihMcPc/R_qUcplmg-I/AAAAAAAAABg/HcUd5OCbwyA/s1600-h/DSC02553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186621140791362530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GGpdwihMcPc/R_qUcplmg-I/AAAAAAAAABg/HcUd5OCbwyA/s320/DSC02553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GGpdwihMcPc/R_qURZlmg9I/AAAAAAAAABY/j_MhU9HRt5Q/s1600-h/DSC02540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186620947517834194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GGpdwihMcPc/R_qURZlmg9I/AAAAAAAAABY/j_MhU9HRt5Q/s320/DSC02540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GGpdwihMcPc/R_qUHJlmg8I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Wyjxf7JCoLw/s1600-h/DSC02524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186620771424175042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GGpdwihMcPc/R_qUHJlmg8I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Wyjxf7JCoLw/s320/DSC02524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GGpdwihMcPc/R_qT45lmg7I/AAAAAAAAABI/vImckttIJFU/s1600-h/DSC02518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186620526611039154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GGpdwihMcPc/R_qT45lmg7I/AAAAAAAAABI/vImckttIJFU/s320/DSC02518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is nothing wrong with her shoulders. You need to see my picture reference to understand why they're like that. She's resting one side of her arm on a bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GGpdwihMcPc/R_qTu5lmg6I/AAAAAAAAABA/qiPbOALrAvA/s1600-h/DSC02516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186620354812347298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GGpdwihMcPc/R_qTu5lmg6I/AAAAAAAAABA/qiPbOALrAvA/s320/DSC02516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GGpdwihMcPc/R_qTa5lmg5I/AAAAAAAAAA4/3BGcvFu2bQQ/s1600-h/DSC02503.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GGpdwihMcPc/R_qZ4JlmhAI/AAAAAAAAABw/TiFs0FeKTmA/s1600-h/DSC02503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186627110795904002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GGpdwihMcPc/R_qZ4JlmhAI/AAAAAAAAABw/TiFs0FeKTmA/s320/DSC02503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, this one is not new. About half a year ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you want to have a closer look at the sketches, you can visit my deviantART gallery. (&lt;a href="http://iadistar.deviantart.com/gallery"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;)&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/7257986452256829181-7000487529416536172?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7000487529416536172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=7000487529416536172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/7000487529416536172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/7000487529416536172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2008/04/ok-here-you-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GGpdwihMcPc/R_qUlZlmg_I/AAAAAAAAABo/mlFLvXClIi8/s72-c/DSC02568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-8221383130913677049</id><published>2008-04-06T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T10:08:07.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just completed a sketch of a certain someone.  Not going to post it though.  Don't want that person to think I'm weird or anything.  Took me 8 hours straight through the night.  Just completed it like 10 seconds ago.  Feel so dead now.  I should really keep my portraitures to myself.  Don't want to be scaring anybody when they see their own face in my sketchbook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll do up another one tonight to post tomorrow.  Till then..Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-8221383130913677049?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8221383130913677049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=8221383130913677049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/8221383130913677049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/8221383130913677049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-just-completed-sketch-of-certain.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-1281497883673640706</id><published>2008-04-06T02:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T02:33:54.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't have Google Ad Sense in my blog. They say it's too vulgar. What the fuck?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my new layout. Created in Photoshop. Clean design, messy codes. Apparently I can't seem to center my designs. How do you center div tags? Help me. It appears right in Dreamweaver but not on my browser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to quit that bad habit of mine. It's bad for health and worse on my pocket. I've already quit the "other" bad habit. It's been tough, but I've survived close to 3 months now. Ahh, that craving for some is driving me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Pat on the back* =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my scanner.  I scanned in my drawings to post here and my deviantART account but they appear so faint.  Can't find my camera.  I'm sooo annoyed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so addicted to Amy Winehouse, Bob Dylan, Billy Joel, Cliff Richard and The Beatles recently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so boring these day.  I hate watching TV(last time I watched was probably more than a year ago), my notebook adapter is screwed so I have to rely on my Sister's notebook adapter and she's using it most of the time which limits my comp usage. Arghh.  That was one long sentence.  I feel so random.  My entry is so badly structured.  Bad flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this video.  I find it retardedly hilarious.  Love it.  Not sure if you find it funny though, my friend didn't.  Do go through the other videos posted under the same user(Nigahiga).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=zR9Xpms5y3E"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=zR9Xpms5y3E&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've picked up reading.  More reading and sketching, less going out these days.  I've read more books the past 2 months than I have my entire life before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fingers are numb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a random update on me, hope to blog more soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-1281497883673640706?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1281497883673640706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=1281497883673640706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/1281497883673640706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/1281497883673640706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-cant-have-google-ad-sense-in-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-8786898634798857920</id><published>2008-04-04T15:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T15:38:00.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School is gonna start again for me in about 2 weeks or so. Well, things screwed up bad previously and I've got to redo my Semesters. 1 more year for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have set no goals. I've set too many in the past and disappointed myself instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I made an enquiry to Lasalle the other day, it seems that(though their site doesn't state this) Diploma holders don't have to do the Foundation Year there, regardless of the relavance of their Diploma. That's good news for me. More reasons for me to get my Diploma over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't hate Information Technology(IT), I love it alot in fact. But IT just won't do as a future career for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-8786898634798857920?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8786898634798857920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=8786898634798857920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/8786898634798857920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/8786898634798857920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2008/04/school-is-gonna-start-again-for-me-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-4900399460437837604</id><published>2007-11-19T04:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T04:39:30.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;Listen to this song.  Beautiful lyrics, amazing voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soulmate - Natasha Bedingfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incompatible, it don't matter though&lt;br /&gt;'cos someone's bound to hear my cry&lt;br /&gt;Speak out if you do&lt;br /&gt;You're not easy to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible Mr. Loveable&lt;br /&gt;Is already in my life?&lt;br /&gt;Right in front of me&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe you're in disguise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't long for someone to hold&lt;br /&gt;Who knows how to love you without being told&lt;br /&gt;Somebody tell me why I'm on my own&lt;br /&gt;If there's a soulmate for everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are again, circles never end&lt;br /&gt;How do I find the perfect fit&lt;br /&gt;There's enough for everyone&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still waiting in line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't long for someone to hold&lt;br /&gt;Who knows how to love you without being told&lt;br /&gt;Somebody tell me why I'm on my own&lt;br /&gt;If there's a soulmate for everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's a soulmate for everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most relationships seem so transitory&lt;br /&gt;They're all good but not the permanent one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't long for someone to hold&lt;br /&gt;Who knows how to love you without being told&lt;br /&gt;Somebody tell me why I'm on my own&lt;br /&gt;If there's a soulmate for everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't long for someone to hold&lt;br /&gt;Who knows how to love you without being told&lt;br /&gt;Somebody tell me why I'm on my own&lt;br /&gt;If there's a soulmate for everyone&lt;br /&gt;If there's a soulmate for everyone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-4900399460437837604?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4900399460437837604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=4900399460437837604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/4900399460437837604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/4900399460437837604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2007/11/soulmate-natasha-bedingfield.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-1593618287465764489</id><published>2007-10-14T03:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T03:45:23.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I am doing my attachment next semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK! AHHH! IT'S SO FUCKING INSULTING! THE'RE GIVING ME 4 MONTHS TO CREATE PRESENTATION MATERIALS FOR 3 TOPICS! CHEEBYE! I WILL DO IT IN A DAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-1593618287465764489?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1593618287465764489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=1593618287465764489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/1593618287465764489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/1593618287465764489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-i-am-doing-my-attachment-next.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-1227651170085324303</id><published>2007-09-25T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T21:48:23.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chris Bangle is killing the masculine and executive look of BMWs.  His designs are starting to look like the future of Toyota.  The new designs are too curvy, just too "typical family sedan".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, watch &lt;a href="http://stream.servstream.com/ViewWeb/BBC_Radio_Times/File/lamborghini_reventon_16x9_bb.asx?Media=79812"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.  That is design awesomeness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-1227651170085324303?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1227651170085324303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=1227651170085324303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/1227651170085324303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/1227651170085324303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2007/09/chris-bangle-is-killing-masculine-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-2362822961237503855</id><published>2007-09-19T01:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T01:41:20.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SITE UNDER CONSTRUCTION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tee.. Hee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-2362822961237503855?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2362822961237503855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=2362822961237503855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/2362822961237503855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/2362822961237503855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2007/09/site-under-construction-tee.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-2092317917292910684</id><published>2007-09-18T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T00:54:37.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally have something to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE CAMPAIGN TO CONFER THE PUBLIC SERVICE STAR ON JBJ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 Sep - 7 Oct&lt;br /&gt;Drama Centre Theatre @ National Library&lt;br /&gt;Cast: Pam Oei &amp;amp; Rodney Oliveiro &lt;---&lt;em&gt;WOW! My favourites!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wildrice.com.sg/"&gt;http://www.wildrice.com.sg/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KUMAR THE QUEEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Oct - 7 Oct&lt;br /&gt;Esplanade Theatre&lt;br /&gt;Cast: Kumar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dreamacademy.com.sg/"&gt;http://www.dreamacademy.com.sg/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-2092317917292910684?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2092317917292910684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=2092317917292910684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/2092317917292910684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/2092317917292910684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-finally-have-something-to-look.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-431575492400324939</id><published>2007-09-17T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T21:53:26.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm &lt;strong&gt;STILL&lt;/strong&gt; doing my post-secondary education!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT DA' FUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't have screwed up in Victoria.. Should have gone to a JC instead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with me! I'm doing my final year in TP and I'm still thinking of it. Crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My partners in crime (i.e. Dee, Effendi &amp;amp; Alvin) are in friggin' Chenai, India.  They're gonna be there right up to January doing their SIP.  Fuck!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-431575492400324939?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/431575492400324939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=431575492400324939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/431575492400324939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/431575492400324939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-still-doing-my-post-secondary.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-7820356860921209210</id><published>2007-09-13T04:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T01:37:58.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG! I met Mr.Faizal, my History/English teacher in Victoria School!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isa: Excuse me, are you by any chance Mr.Faizal?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr.Faizal: ALHADAD! How are you!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent met him since like 2001 man! Had a nice chat with him. Good to know he's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really sad what happened to him in the past though. He was my teacher, then he was an SIA pilot and then the 9/11 attacks had to happen....he's half Arab and got fired. Just sad. But good for him that SIA wants him back next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently he's in contact with some of the teachers still. like Mr.Ho(my PE come torcher me like fuck teacher) and Mr.Maran(my discipline master come Mr.Shout and your balls shrink). It's so good to meet him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He brought up something about wanting me to be involved in events by the Old Victorians Association. I don't know man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-7820356860921209210?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7820356860921209210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=7820356860921209210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/7820356860921209210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/7820356860921209210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2007/09/omg-i-met-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-7195649319198046283</id><published>2007-08-27T05:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T05:30:36.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GGpdwihMcPc/RtHv4YPVtOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Czxdr5c84jc/s1600-h/hafiz,+mel,+me,+hajar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103123604645983458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GGpdwihMcPc/RtHv4YPVtOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Czxdr5c84jc/s320/hafiz,+mel,+me,+hajar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy People&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Photo ripped off Hajar's blog some time ago)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss happy times. Like seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The song "Patience" by Take That is so meaningful. Go look it up, scout around for it on You Tube while you're at it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-7195649319198046283?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7195649319198046283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=7195649319198046283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/7195649319198046283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/7195649319198046283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-people-photo-ripped-off-hajars.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GGpdwihMcPc/RtHv4YPVtOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Czxdr5c84jc/s72-c/hafiz,+mel,+me,+hajar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-6318146895485751813</id><published>2007-08-19T07:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T08:29:51.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We couldn't find the location where the Devil's tree was previously located.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 out of 5 stars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Bidadari Cemetery.  A few chickened out, including me.  Everyone saw things there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 out of 5 stars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried Lim Chu Kang Estate, ended up hiding for our dear lives in the haunted estate.  There were like 40 people carrying poles, parangs, etc outside the estate apparently wanting to kill some bicycle gang also with poles, parangs etc.  The police came long after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hiding for sometime, when we thought it was safer, took a long(probably more than 15km) walk to Choa Chu Kang Chinese Cemetery to witness a ceremony going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 out of 5 stars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stars represent how frightening our experience was.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-6318146895485751813?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6318146895485751813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=6318146895485751813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/6318146895485751813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/6318146895485751813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2007/08/we-couldnt-find-location-where-devils.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-3070318688729908892</id><published>2007-08-05T06:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T06:51:58.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sing Ho said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"An apple a day, keeps the doctor away....&lt;br /&gt;             but if the doctor is hot, throw the apple away."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-3070318688729908892?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3070318688729908892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=3070318688729908892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/3070318688729908892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/3070318688729908892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2007/08/sing-ho-said.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-1590914470346847003</id><published>2007-08-03T07:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T08:04:36.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am raging so badly. My heart hurting terribly while it happened.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My friend laid there helpless.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing we could do - nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-1590914470346847003?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1590914470346847003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=1590914470346847003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/1590914470346847003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/1590914470346847003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-raging-so-badly.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-1488008119196063218</id><published>2007-07-31T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T03:55:05.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This year is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELL&lt;/span&gt; for me!  I've come to a point where I want to go on my knees and beg god for things to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can barely go to school due to personal matters.  It's like I appear in school once, maybe twice a week.  The troubles come so often, that there are barely days I'm spared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I worked on an assignment.  The whole night I kept up, working bloody damn hard on it.  Its my best subject this semester.  I didn't want to screw it up.  Then, at about 6.15am or so, my friend left me an message online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Isa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Help me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My mother passed away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I dont know what to do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was left in shock.  I didn't know what to do either.  My friend lives alone with her mother since her parents separated.  Now, she has no one.  She didn't know what to do when her mother passed away.  She didn't even know how to call to arrange a proper funeral.  She never expected this, at least not so soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to meet her.  I helped her call a few of her relatives to help with the arrangements.  There I sat with her, trying to console her.  She was so lost.  I know how she feels, I've lost a sister before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew her mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine not being able to see or talk to a person you love - forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Kexin, I hope what I've mentioned above explains the situation I brought you to, this morning.  I don't know what else I can say, but I definitely know you are frustrated with me.   Who wouldn't be ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-1488008119196063218?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1488008119196063218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=1488008119196063218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/1488008119196063218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/1488008119196063218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-year-is-hell-for-me-ive-come-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-8346282362355117769</id><published>2007-07-27T05:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T05:17:51.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starhub SafeSurf &lt;/span&gt;like totally sucks.  It's a free, value-added service for Maxonline Ultimate subscribers.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THEY BLOCKED DEVIANTART!&lt;/span&gt;  It's like my ultimate favourite site in the world.  I'm so pissed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-8346282362355117769?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8346282362355117769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=8346282362355117769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/8346282362355117769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/8346282362355117769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2007/07/okay-starhub-safesurf-like-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-3777229204364910762</id><published>2007-07-20T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T01:37:24.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sorry Dee, Alvin and Effendi for a wasted effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four of us headed to Commonwealth this evening to sell off my VAIO notebook. That bugger offered $1700 initially on the phone. When we arrived at his shop, the price dropped to $500, then to $450, then to $300.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well he said $450 maximum if its a graphic card problem and $300 if it was the LCD. Since he was too stupid and didn't know how to tell, he refused to buy it for anything more than $300. I left for a second and, when I returned, it became $200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I about to just screw the money and throw the notebook in his face. I walked out, and headed back to the East with the guys. I'll find some other place to sell it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was frustrated. So, so frustrated. I bought that notebook for $3000. It was just so insulting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-3777229204364910762?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3777229204364910762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=3777229204364910762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/3777229204364910762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/3777229204364910762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-sorry-dee-alvin-and-effendi-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-5477543389855447068</id><published>2007-07-16T05:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T06:09:55.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I created a &lt;strong&gt;Windows Gadget&lt;/strong&gt; today. Wow, I am amazed at how simple it was. What I created as you can see below, streams Class 95 when in use. Basically the only "flaw" in this, is that the Gadget is hard-coded.  You can stream it off my comp ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its basically, html+xml+(in my case)photoshop as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9460125@N05/821732637/"&gt;&lt;img height="768" alt="sidebar" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1278/821732637_e19140b94a_o.jpg" width="152" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-5477543389855447068?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5477543389855447068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=5477543389855447068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/5477543389855447068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/5477543389855447068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-created-windows-gadget-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-6674896578379691076</id><published>2007-07-06T05:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T06:32:08.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9460125@N05/730939284/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1013/730939284_b9ff489f48_o.jpg" alt="studio effect" height="317" width="317" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to create one of those studio shots you always see around.  Added a border, the reflection, tweaked the background gradient, etc.  Not VERY impressive but good enough for a first try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GGpdwihMcPc/Ro1w8CPJdYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qehnnARCl1E/s1600-h/73243148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GGpdwihMcPc/Ro1w8CPJdYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qehnnARCl1E/s320/73243148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083843731066025346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9460125@N05/730551873/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1115/730551873_68235c3957_o.jpg" alt="ipod" height="396" width="278" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For this one, I basically tried to recreate the iPod commercials but with an Indian lady instead. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-6674896578379691076?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6674896578379691076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=6674896578379691076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/6674896578379691076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/6674896578379691076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-tried-to-create-one-of-those-studio.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GGpdwihMcPc/Ro1w8CPJdYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qehnnARCl1E/s72-c/73243148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-7535075679179701667</id><published>2007-07-05T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T04:03:30.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My parents are uber annoying.  They'd promised to buy me a new notebook, but they keep delaying.  I was so annoyed today.  Instead of buying me one first, they decided to head on to Courts to get one for my Dad.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know.  I somehow, don't want to hold a grudge against anyone.  In fact, I kinda feel bad of how I've been towards them.  Like the late nights, not really bothering about what they say...yada..yada.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel bad, especially towards my Dad.  I feel kinda of weird.  I used to not give a damn how he is and what he says.   Long history behind that.  But there was this one thing he told my Mom that struck me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's going to sound retarded but, I find it quite true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's about the surname I bare.  The "Alhadad" surname.  He said to my Mom, "He has the Alhadad blood in him.  I know how he is like - because &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he is just like me&lt;/span&gt;.  If I don't control him now, you will &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lose him in the future&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's true.  My uncles, on my dad side, are all very hard-headed.  The ones that have been well looked after are all rich and succesful, however, the ones who have chosen to live a life of their own, life isn't so terrific for them now.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I usually am on very good terms with my Mom, a month back, I disappointed her so much, she cried.  I feel terrible for that.  I vow never to do that again.  As much as she can make my life so difficult at times, I usually bare with it.  She cried because I blew my top that day.  I had tolerated too many things and couldn't take it anymore.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine this, I disappointed my Mom once and she cried.  My Dad, I disappoint him EVERYDAY.  I can't imagine how he feels.  I think the reason I don't see his disappointment is because, as a guy, he doesn't show it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't sleep thinking of this.  As much as I want that new notebook, and that I am uber annoyed because they posponed mine to get my Dad's first, I don't want to make them sad or worry about me anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Dad returned and told me, "Hey, I bought an Acer, is that good?", and I went like "Yea, sure."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before that, I even refused to accompany them to help him find a good one - knowing that they don't know anything about computers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a terrible son.  I want to be good.  Maybe, they'll see it in me someday and realise it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-7535075679179701667?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7535075679179701667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=7535075679179701667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/7535075679179701667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/7535075679179701667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-parents-are-uber-annoying.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-8726077578159373491</id><published>2007-07-03T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T03:41:52.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/seGhTWE98DU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/seGhTWE98DU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember Hurricane Katrina that hit New Orleans, United States?  "The Saints Are Coming" serves as a tribute and remembrance of the tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vocalists: Bono &amp; Billie Joe Armstrong from U2 and Green Day respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect combination in my opinion.  Just listen to the strength of their voices.  Simply amazing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-8726077578159373491?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8726077578159373491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=8726077578159373491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/8726077578159373491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/8726077578159373491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2007/07/remember-hurricane-katrina-that-hit-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-1971315738651037251</id><published>2007-07-03T02:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T02:59:48.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Haha! Ryan thinks I'm Gay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I managed to convince him into thinking that I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ROFLMAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-1971315738651037251?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1971315738651037251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=1971315738651037251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/1971315738651037251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/1971315738651037251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2007/07/haha-ryan-thinks-im-gay-i-managed-to_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257986452256829181.post-8336054055716521009</id><published>2007-06-30T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T02:46:06.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, this is my new blog address.  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MILLIONFUCKINGTIMES&lt;/span&gt;, because of the million fucking times I've attempted to do a million fucking things.  I'm changing my style of blogging.  Instead of the usual, "What I've done today", it'll feature some of my thoughts, views &lt;strong&gt;PLUS&lt;/strong&gt; a tiny bit of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm considering adding some photography and design work by myself as well - a form of motivation for me to continue what I like doing.  Occasionally, when the cow jumps over the moon, there'll be posts on the latest technologies, programming, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Isa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7257986452256829181-8336054055716521009?l=millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8336054055716521009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7257986452256829181&amp;postID=8336054055716521009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/8336054055716521009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7257986452256829181/posts/default/8336054055716521009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay-this-is-my-new-blog-address.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06331083301228559034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1354/662533051_0e0462eee2.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
