<?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-6677755298840778640</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:04:33.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kiss the night goodbye</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-4816528082924237857</id><published>2009-12-17T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T18:10:20.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BKK mode</title><content type='html'>Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Mom, dinner where&lt;br /&gt;Mom : Ma Bu Kong (place in Bangkok)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess my mom's still in BKK mode..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-4816528082924237857?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-7850725086099453528</id><published>2009-12-17T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T17:36:22.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Syn7fWSyHpI/AAAAAAAAANc/eNKxCu49-Y0/s1600-h/Time_Flies_by_janussyndicate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Syn7fWSyHpI/AAAAAAAAANc/eNKxCu49-Y0/s320/Time_Flies_by_janussyndicate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416136542868610706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies when you're doing something exciting and fun.&lt;br /&gt;Time slows down when you got nothing to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-7850725086099453528?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/7850725086099453528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=7850725086099453528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/7850725086099453528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/7850725086099453528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/12/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Syn7fWSyHpI/AAAAAAAAANc/eNKxCu49-Y0/s72-c/Time_Flies_by_janussyndicate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-7511093797863370136</id><published>2009-12-10T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T22:11:07.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ugly Truth</title><content type='html'>I'm going Thailand on Saturday. Wooohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: For fuck's sake, don't ask a question when you know the answer. That's simply attracting attention ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; please write words using your brains. Not your dumbass.&lt;br /&gt;I think generally people from there are like that,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; that my friend, is the ugly truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-7511093797863370136?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/7511093797863370136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=7511093797863370136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/7511093797863370136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/7511093797863370136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/12/ugly-truth.html' title='The Ugly Truth'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-7707159128935176225</id><published>2009-12-04T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T15:13:11.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I swear.</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna say this finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, I pray that You would stop throwing shits at me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-7707159128935176225?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-8028986711985777582</id><published>2009-12-04T06:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T06:08:25.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day</title><content type='html'>Because you had a bad day,&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down,&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's bad timing, not bad day for me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-8028986711985777582?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/8028986711985777582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=8028986711985777582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/8028986711985777582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/8028986711985777582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/12/bad-day.html' title='Bad day'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-5620887399383380036</id><published>2009-11-25T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T21:58:54.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where could it be?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you try so hard to find something, but actually it's there, right where you thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered looking for this thing, and I was looking around, and I swear I thought I looked every possible place where it could be already.&lt;br /&gt;But today, suddenly, I found it in a place where I swear I searched before.&lt;br /&gt;But if I searched before, it should be there last time, why is it here now. Weird huh&lt;br /&gt;So how in God's name did it appear there?&lt;br /&gt;God must be playing me. Yes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-5620887399383380036?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/5620887399383380036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=5620887399383380036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/5620887399383380036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/5620887399383380036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/11/where-could-it-be.html' title='Where could it be?'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-3752060876273320499</id><published>2009-11-17T23:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:28:03.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never say never</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SwLAzx7nwLI/AAAAAAAAANU/UkTR9W_P7l4/s1600/Untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SwLAzx7nwLI/AAAAAAAAANU/UkTR9W_P7l4/s320/Untitled.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405094498607284402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'It's you and me against the world' - Ghosts of Girlfriends' Past&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-3752060876273320499?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/3752060876273320499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=3752060876273320499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/3752060876273320499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/3752060876273320499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/11/never-say-never.html' title='Never say never'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SwLAzx7nwLI/AAAAAAAAANU/UkTR9W_P7l4/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-2635389720104017346</id><published>2009-11-15T02:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T03:00:57.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When we were young</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sv7919H73NI/AAAAAAAAANM/IZfMX_TkJJ0/s1600-h/friends_by_jfphotography.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sv7919H73NI/AAAAAAAAANM/IZfMX_TkJJ0/s320/friends_by_jfphotography.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404035706273914066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't you just wish that you could go back being young again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-2635389720104017346?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/2635389720104017346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=2635389720104017346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/2635389720104017346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/2635389720104017346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/11/ffb.html' title='When we were young'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sv7919H73NI/AAAAAAAAANM/IZfMX_TkJJ0/s72-c/friends_by_jfphotography.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-5888584866081715143</id><published>2009-10-30T10:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T10:59:46.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nailed it</title><content type='html'>Hehe 16 pts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-5888584866081715143?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/5888584866081715143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=5888584866081715143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/5888584866081715143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/5888584866081715143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/10/nailed-it.html' title='Nailed it'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-4276944089425633854</id><published>2009-10-22T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T18:06:45.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have... you met Ted?</title><content type='html'>Watched HIMYM?&lt;br /&gt;Most guys are like Ted.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes during a particular moment of our daily life, like we're taking the bus to school, or maybe the train.&lt;br /&gt;Then you spotted this cute and pretty girl,&lt;br /&gt;And you look at her, and somehow, she looks at you too!&lt;br /&gt;And then many thoughts start dribbling in your head.&lt;br /&gt;You start thinking, 'Oh this girl is so cute, and she's looking at me! I think we have a connection..'&lt;br /&gt;More 'severe' one would be 'I'm gonna make her my wife.'&lt;br /&gt;I bumped into one just now, and yes I looked at her, she looked at me a few times, so there was the intersection of electricity just now.&lt;br /&gt;But think about it, this doesn't happen every time.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, this happens once. One and only 1 time.&lt;br /&gt;You see her 1 time, and boomz, off she goes out of your life.&lt;br /&gt;Of course if fate permits, you'll bump into each other again.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, what are the chances?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-4276944089425633854?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/4276944089425633854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=4276944089425633854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/4276944089425633854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/4276944089425633854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/10/have-you-met-ted.html' title='Have... you met Ted?'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-3134195698405874588</id><published>2009-10-16T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T09:08:14.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>_|_ JM</title><content type='html'>Last day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What up~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-3134195698405874588?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/3134195698405874588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=3134195698405874588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/3134195698405874588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/3134195698405874588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/10/jm.html' title='_|_ JM'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-8714576244944864529</id><published>2009-10-06T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T19:55:18.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diu lei you</title><content type='html'>I got nothing to do the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;So I practically surfed the net the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;When suddenly my bloody fucking hongkong supervisor came up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supervisor : You got nothing to do?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Ya (like duh the person who tells me what to do isn't here)&lt;br /&gt;*Saw many webpages on my computer*&lt;br /&gt;Supervisor : Do you know you are not supposed to surf the internet.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Uh ya ok&lt;br /&gt;Supervisor : You are not supposed to use during office hours. They are monitoring you. SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Uh ya ok&lt;br /&gt;*Continues rambling*&lt;br /&gt;Me : Uh ya ok&lt;br /&gt;Supervisor : Did you read up on the engine manual?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Uh no&lt;br /&gt;Supervisor : Why? Is it you don't want to read? Or or you don't have any interest in the industry at all?&lt;br /&gt;Me : No la so many words&lt;br /&gt;*Bastard starts asking me questions that he didn't even ask me to read*&lt;br /&gt;Me : I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Supervisor : You mean you have been here for 5 weeks already and you learn nothing?&lt;br /&gt;Me : (wanting to clothesline him) All I've been doing is just copying and pasting on the SAP system.&lt;br /&gt;Supervisor : Ok you read this, tomorrow I will test you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was yesterday, which means he's gonna test me today.&lt;br /&gt;But nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;_|_ Fuck you hongki asshole!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-8714576244944864529?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/8714576244944864529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=8714576244944864529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/8714576244944864529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/8714576244944864529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/10/diu-lei-you.html' title='Diu lei you'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-1870224541524782226</id><published>2009-10-02T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T18:25:21.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What will happen?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SsXU-upn9nI/AAAAAAAAANE/6xsNNhHEIv4/s1600-h/jesus-and-satan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SsXU-upn9nI/AAAAAAAAANE/6xsNNhHEIv4/s320/jesus-and-satan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387946703358260850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If Jesus and Satan were friends..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-1870224541524782226?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/1870224541524782226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=1870224541524782226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/1870224541524782226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/1870224541524782226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-will-happen.html' title='What will happen?'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SsXU-upn9nI/AAAAAAAAANE/6xsNNhHEIv4/s72-c/jesus-and-satan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-4558709981580667195</id><published>2009-09-17T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T21:49:22.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pixelated</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SrI9vu3E10I/AAAAAAAAAM8/5hAkaBlR8FA/s1600-h/Digi2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 184px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SrI9vu3E10I/AAAAAAAAAM8/5hAkaBlR8FA/s320/Digi2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382432394903344962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SrI9nHE9FAI/AAAAAAAAAM0/vw-EprfEx_I/s1600-h/Digi1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SrI9nHE9FAI/AAAAAAAAAM0/vw-EprfEx_I/s320/Digi1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382432246785184770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew both of this on Paint at my workplace.&lt;br /&gt;And obviously it already shows how bored I was over there!&lt;br /&gt;But I think I'm gonna get busy from tomorrow onwards ; I got 50k worth of data to key in,&lt;br /&gt;Plus much more coming later.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I seriously wonder what the fuck am I learning over there,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it supposed to be an Engineering company?&lt;br /&gt;Ain't I suppose to do some Engineering things, aka hands on?&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell am I doing data entry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, there's this guy who looks like a frowning pig over there, maybe 1 day I'll take a picture and post it up. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-4558709981580667195?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/4558709981580667195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=4558709981580667195' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/4558709981580667195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/4558709981580667195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/09/pixelated.html' title='Pixelated'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SrI9vu3E10I/AAAAAAAAAM8/5hAkaBlR8FA/s72-c/Digi2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-7425196009368510141</id><published>2009-09-09T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T21:57:21.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come and go</title><content type='html'>People come, people go.&lt;br /&gt;Friends come, friends go.&lt;br /&gt;Prioritize your friends.&lt;br /&gt;Your relationship ain't the whole world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-7425196009368510141?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/7425196009368510141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=7425196009368510141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/7425196009368510141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/7425196009368510141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/09/come-and-go.html' title='Come and go'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-5303123696510635657</id><published>2009-09-07T16:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T16:39:21.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I failed</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna be a laughing stock.&lt;br /&gt;Even I'm laughing at my fucking ownself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-5303123696510635657?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/5303123696510635657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=5303123696510635657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/5303123696510635657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/5303123696510635657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-failed.html' title='I failed'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-846717786187868560</id><published>2009-09-05T17:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T17:42:30.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TP</title><content type='html'>Charles - 10pts&lt;br /&gt;Euvin - 18 pts&lt;br /&gt;Fatiha - 16 pts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left me! Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-846717786187868560?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/846717786187868560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=846717786187868560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/846717786187868560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/846717786187868560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/09/tp.html' title='TP'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-2315800943382859111</id><published>2009-08-31T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T23:07:26.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life still goes on</title><content type='html'>Today's AEIS was a.. gone case.&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling pretty quite satisfied and demoralised.. because I think that the rest of the class gonna do quite well.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a few la.&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, ACC on Wed and done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking, even if you didn't score well, even if you flunk your tests, life still goes on yeah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-2315800943382859111?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/2315800943382859111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=2315800943382859111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/2315800943382859111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/2315800943382859111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-still-goes-on.html' title='Life still goes on'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-9059811323918384068</id><published>2009-08-28T21:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:16:56.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad memories</title><content type='html'>I really want to give up now. SERIOUSLY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-9059811323918384068?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/9059811323918384068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=9059811323918384068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/9059811323918384068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/9059811323918384068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/08/bad-memories.html' title='Bad memories'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-8880860876189167906</id><published>2009-08-22T19:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T19:20:02.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>How important are friends in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Out of 100%, I think 99.9% think that friends are important.&lt;br /&gt;that 0.1% goes out to geeks by the way.&lt;br /&gt;Although I said last time that family are the most important, but friends are important as well,&lt;br /&gt;But family still comes first.&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, I really pity those geeks whose family is their only companion,&lt;br /&gt;I mean, how can they survive, like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Friends in school ain't even friends, they're just classmates.&lt;br /&gt;Something should change seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wanted to talk about this few days ago, but forgotten about it and thanks be to God that I just remembered it.&lt;br /&gt;I'll say things in terms of my current age.&lt;br /&gt;I've made many friends, primary school, secondary school, and now, poly.&lt;br /&gt;3 groups, but I'm still mixing with all of them, but not as much to my primary school,&lt;br /&gt;But definitely secondary school friends owns all big time.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know for you, but for me, I can safely assume that I enjoy the company of my secondary school friends more than both poly or primary&lt;br /&gt;Reason being that secondary school is arguably the best time of all.&lt;br /&gt;But different people are different, some of them have best friends at where they are, and when they move on, they got a different group of best friends.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to discriminate here,&lt;br /&gt;But I think that everyone shouldn't have progressive friends.&lt;br /&gt;By progressive I mean that when you leave from primary school to secondary school, you forget about your primary school friends.&lt;br /&gt;When you leave from secondary school to poly/jc, you forget about your secondary school friends, so on.&lt;br /&gt;Three cheers to lasting friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-8880860876189167906?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/8880860876189167906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=8880860876189167906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/8880860876189167906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/8880860876189167906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/08/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-7850570262575679583</id><published>2009-08-17T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T23:05:20.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down, down, down.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I think about where my life's heading to, my future.&lt;br /&gt;But life can be a scare sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Current obstacles that you're facing makes you get worried about your future.&lt;br /&gt;You think about where you're gonna work in future, how much you gonna earn, whether it's enough for you.&lt;br /&gt;And you think if you can support your family, your wife/husband, everything.&lt;br /&gt;Competing in my poly course is very tough, competition is tense.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's practically scoring so high until it's a common sight,&lt;br /&gt;And considering my GPA, I only managed to be in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;When exams are here, of course, everyone feels worried,&lt;br /&gt;But you know what sucks? Getting some rubbish project to do just directly before your exams.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it's there to purposely stop your studying tracks and slog your guts out for it.&lt;br /&gt;And then there's deadlines, there's things that demoralize you even further.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I won't say there's stress, if everyone started studying earlier, why would there be stress, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I'm not feeling very good right now, I got a fucking 28% plagiarism for my RWP report, which is a horrible sight to see,&lt;br /&gt;Considering those that have handed up already.&lt;br /&gt;P.S I got the highest %.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-7850570262575679583?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/7850570262575679583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=7850570262575679583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/7850570262575679583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/7850570262575679583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/08/down-down-down.html' title='Down, down, down.'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-3144811015948715707</id><published>2009-08-12T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:33:43.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GG-fied</title><content type='html'>Exams are coming,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I just realize that E. Maths II isn't what I think.&lt;br /&gt;CATIA isn't the same as last time.&lt;br /&gt;AEIS &amp;amp; ACC are goners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my name should be Bjorn Gg now instead of Bjorn Ng..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-3144811015948715707?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/3144811015948715707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=3144811015948715707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/3144811015948715707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/3144811015948715707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/08/gg-fied.html' title='GG-fied'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-7587295820210593298</id><published>2009-08-10T22:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T23:19:48.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stranger, or friend?</title><content type='html'>It's weird to see people older than you being childish, acting like kids..&lt;br /&gt;I mean, should they be more matured in terms of their thinking and their actions?&lt;br /&gt;People that we should learn from ended up being people whose actions we question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pity you, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps not, stranger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-7587295820210593298?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/7587295820210593298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=7587295820210593298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/7587295820210593298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/7587295820210593298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/08/stranger-or-friend.html' title='Stranger, or friend?'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-2732127763574265560</id><published>2009-08-09T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T02:52:38.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Title</title><content type='html'>Seriously, what are you trying to prove?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-2732127763574265560?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/2732127763574265560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=2732127763574265560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/2732127763574265560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/2732127763574265560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/08/title.html' title='Title'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-5400723716719188473</id><published>2009-08-06T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T19:22:16.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiddos</title><content type='html'>What the hell is with all those useless assholes who has 'brothers' or 'sisters'.&lt;br /&gt;Going around calling them 'kor', 'jie', 'mei', 'didi' or whatever bullshit&lt;br /&gt;Making themselves look like fool.&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing a 20 year old noobcake still playing that =.=&lt;br /&gt;For god's sake, get a fucking life, stop living in your world of cockmeat and bullshit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-5400723716719188473?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-1757050353628616574</id><published>2009-08-04T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T18:53:26.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attendance oh attendance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear NG CHONG YU BJORN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please be informed that your attendance level is below 85% for the following module(s) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Module : ENGINEERING MATHEMATICS II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                MECHANICS II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please note that if your attendance falls below 75%, you can potentially be debarred from examinations from that module.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This notification is valid up to 3/8/2009. Any Proof of Absence submitted after this date has not been included.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, there's a first for everything right..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-1757050353628616574?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/1757050353628616574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=1757050353628616574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/1757050353628616574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/1757050353628616574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/08/attendance-oh-attendance.html' title='Attendance oh attendance'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-5843843723027997494</id><published>2009-08-03T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:12:38.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back, again</title><content type='html'>&amp;amp; so Blogger/Google decided to 'un-suspend' my blog again.&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-5843843723027997494?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/5843843723027997494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=5843843723027997494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/5843843723027997494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/5843843723027997494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-back-again.html' title='I&apos;m back, again'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-1078858078201794528</id><published>2009-07-29T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:06:52.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A small error</title><content type='html'>Here's what I found out :&lt;br /&gt;Because of one small mistake that you made, it will cause you to regret it later.&lt;br /&gt;I'll link everything up.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know the right way for my driving, I finished the BTT &amp;amp; FTT and then started my practical,&lt;br /&gt;When actually I can start earlier already,&lt;br /&gt;Which cause me to take slightly longer to finish my driving.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted an early August test date, but due to me booking just 1 lesson during May and not checking on that day,&lt;br /&gt;I ended up with end August.&lt;br /&gt;Exams are end August, I can't risk booking the test date without knowing my exam schedule,&lt;br /&gt;So I had to take the test after my exam, which is 5th Sept, Saturday onwards.&lt;br /&gt;I went to check this particular day which gave me 4th Sept, Friday, but I don't know if I have an exam on that day,&lt;br /&gt;So I can't risk, &amp;amp; I was thinking of 5th Sept,&lt;br /&gt;So I went there 2 days later, only to be told the earliest test date was 7 Sept, Monday.&lt;br /&gt;No choice I had to book that test date,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now, there's an overseas attachment to a renowned aircraft company,&lt;br /&gt;And they're leaving from Singapore during the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm having my test date on 7 Sept, which is after the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;That leaves out overseas attachment and only local attachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, just one small mistake can lead to this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I knew that I can start practical straight after I register, I would finish my driving much earlier.&lt;br /&gt;If I just went to check on my one lesson during May, I would be able to gauge when to book.&lt;br /&gt;For that, I wold be able to get early August for my test date.&lt;br /&gt;If I just knew my exam schedule, I would be able to book on 4th Sept.&lt;br /&gt;If I just went there a day earlier, 5th Sept would be available for me.&lt;br /&gt;If I booked on 5th Sept, my test date won't be on 7th Sept.&lt;br /&gt;Which in turn makes me available to join the overseas attachment,&lt;br /&gt;And leave Singapore during the weekends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-1078858078201794528?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/1078858078201794528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=1078858078201794528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/1078858078201794528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/1078858078201794528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/07/small-error.html' title='A small error'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-6359771502855923265</id><published>2009-07-26T02:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T02:48:56.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend times are great times</title><content type='html'>I'm dead beat from Friday and yesterday.. Damnn&lt;br /&gt;But nonetheless, both of it was time &amp;amp; money well spent.&lt;br /&gt;A happy 18th waterfall birthday to Evelyn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-6359771502855923265?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/6359771502855923265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=6359771502855923265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/6359771502855923265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/6359771502855923265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/07/friend-times-are-great-times.html' title='Friend times are great times'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-874191881120211260</id><published>2009-07-19T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T20:48:04.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A matter of life</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I've talked about life.&lt;br /&gt;So today, I'll talk a little bit about my current life.&lt;br /&gt;Life feels very stagnant.&lt;br /&gt;Exams seems much nearer than you think,  approximately 1 month time.&lt;br /&gt;Revision status : GONE&lt;br /&gt;That includes AEIS, ACC, Mechanics, and not forgetting E.Maths II.&lt;br /&gt;I've got a presentation this week as well, but I haven't prepare for it,&lt;br /&gt;Got another presentation + report next week, but I haven't prepare for it either.&lt;br /&gt;Three cheers for presentations and reports!&lt;br /&gt;But though all these stress, I'm looking forward to a wonderful weekend coming up,&lt;br /&gt;Class gathering on Friday and Xiao Eve big birthday on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;And then it's back to usual. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Life's a bitch sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-874191881120211260?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/874191881120211260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=874191881120211260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/874191881120211260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/874191881120211260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/07/matter-of-life.html' title='A matter of life'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-2808374719946744470</id><published>2009-07-14T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T23:44:13.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SP OOPS! Magazine</title><content type='html'>I just got this free book from SP, and quite a few stories is very interesting,&lt;br /&gt;But here's one that I wanna type out for other people to see,&lt;br /&gt;Especially to gamers, including me, to see and take note.&lt;br /&gt;REMINDER : All words comes from SP OOPS! Magazine, and none of it is mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;'You Gotta Get A Life'&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WWBfLOZ2CjQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WWBfLOZ2CjQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WWBfLOZ2CjQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YerslyzsOpc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out these 2 videos. One of them shows an American who literally freaks out when he realises his mother cancelled his World of Warcraft (WoW) account. For those of you who don't know what WoW is, it's basically an online game which gamers have to pay a monthly subscription fee to play. People who play WoW tend to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;coop themselves up, hours at a time just to play the game so that money spent is worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And althought the video above features an American boy, such erratic behaviour because of gaming is not uncommon in Singapore. Just go to any computer LAN shop in your neighbourhood, and count the number of arguments that occer in an hour. You'll be surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electronic gaming is a fairly new industry. The first games were created only in the 1970s, and back in those days, the games can be finished in one day so it wasn't easy to get addicted. It's only in recent years that gamers are developing an insatiable addiction for electronic gaming. More and more massive multiplayer online games, or as gamers would call them MMO, are sprouting up and gamers devote their entire free time to such games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do gamers devote such time and effort into such games? To become the best in the game, of course! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;It's sad to think that people actually find joy in being successful in something where you sit behind a computer screen and do, with no financial reward whatsoever. &lt;/span&gt;In fact, you incur extra electrical costs so you're actually spending money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, many gamers devote so much time to gaming that they sometime neglect their friends and family. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Cases where boyfriends choose to play a game instead of meeting his girlfriend are not uncommon. Virtual relationships with virtual friends can never replace a true friendship and neither can it replace the warmth of a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(I'll skip the CURES part, it's common sense)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's common to see people engrossed playing Sony PSPs and Nintendo DS while travelling on public transport. There's nothing wrong with gaming when you're using it to pass time. Heck, a game now and then when you're bored is perfectly fine. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;But when gaming becomes your life's objective, then there is a problem. Cure it while you're still young. 'Cuz there's still time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-2808374719946744470?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/2808374719946744470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=2808374719946744470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/2808374719946744470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/2808374719946744470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/07/sp-oops-magazine.html' title='SP OOPS! Magazine'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-9074483525381443583</id><published>2009-07-11T13:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T13:50:37.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got..</title><content type='html'>A good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting up every friday to do something/dinner/ chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooohooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-9074483525381443583?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/9074483525381443583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=9074483525381443583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/9074483525381443583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/9074483525381443583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-got.html' title='I&apos;ve got..'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-2793629478410147835</id><published>2009-07-08T19:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T11:17:03.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death of a legend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SlSO3oReesI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ysd0ZuGB6AQ/s1600-h/mj-rip1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SlSO3oReesI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ysd0ZuGB6AQ/s320/mj-rip1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356062943205030594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there,&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while!&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna talk about something today which I think that's gonna make you think about some things,&lt;br /&gt;At least for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows MJ died a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;After he died, suddenly everyone starts mourning, starts to listen to his songs,&lt;br /&gt;And actually realize how actually meaningful his songs are,&lt;br /&gt;Heal the world, Black &amp;amp; White,&lt;br /&gt;Everything was for the sake of those less fortunate people and for racism.&lt;br /&gt;But how many have you seen talk about MJ before he died, seriously?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wasn't giving a hoot about him at all,&lt;br /&gt;And then when his death came, suddenly everyone starts to appreciate his songs,&lt;br /&gt;And the whole world starts talking about his songs, his life,&lt;br /&gt;But never about his flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what about when he was alive? I believe that most of us looked at his pedophilia ( I don't know if that's true, sorry if I said something wrong ) side,&lt;br /&gt;And not his 'King Of Pop' side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one appreciates people when they're alive.&lt;br /&gt;Only when they're gone, then you start to feel it,&lt;br /&gt;You feel sad, you start to miss them.&lt;br /&gt;And then you regret not cherishing them enough while they were still by your side.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm a victim of this as well,&lt;br /&gt;But all in all, that's life right?&lt;br /&gt;Think about it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-2793629478410147835?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/2793629478410147835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=2793629478410147835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/2793629478410147835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/2793629478410147835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/07/death-of-legend.html' title='Death of a legend'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SlSO3oReesI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ysd0ZuGB6AQ/s72-c/mj-rip1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-2894940894551367855</id><published>2009-07-01T21:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T23:21:34.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 points</title><content type='html'>Pointless comparison.&lt;br /&gt;Arrogance.&lt;br /&gt;Self centered.&lt;br /&gt;Senseless behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, something is wrong with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way Zulkhairi, if you see this, I think that people like you are very, very hard to find,&lt;br /&gt;A compliment man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-2894940894551367855?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/2894940894551367855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=2894940894551367855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/2894940894551367855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/2894940894551367855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/07/4-points.html' title='4 points'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-307006062134969783</id><published>2009-06-30T03:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T03:17:43.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's Mechanics II. Woooohoooo.&lt;br /&gt;No school today. Woooohoooo.&lt;br /&gt;E.Maths II on Wednesday. Wooohoooo.&lt;br /&gt;AEIS on Thursday. Woooohooo.&lt;br /&gt;Carol's birthday celebration on Friday. Wooohooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes up my week, pretty satisfied with it, including next week, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Here's what happened to me just now :&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to find my iBanking DBS Secure Device, and I couldn't find it at all,&lt;br /&gt;I searched my whole room, floor, including downstairs, till I sweat.&lt;br /&gt;So I tried finding it to the point that I was frustrated with myself and decided to find it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Chilled for two hours using lappy, and then suddenly the thought of finding it comes back to me,&lt;br /&gt;But this time, I just thought of my pencil case.&lt;br /&gt;I opened it and it was inside.&lt;br /&gt;_|_&lt;br /&gt;Thank God?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-307006062134969783?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/307006062134969783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=307006062134969783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/307006062134969783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/307006062134969783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/06/thank-god.html' title='Thank God'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-6442976258503148172</id><published>2009-06-24T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T21:58:12.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody nobody but chu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=031N31B4EvM&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Nobody nobody but chu!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gonna admit they're good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XJq6mVzKRMs&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;SNSD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be awed okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-6442976258503148172?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/6442976258503148172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=6442976258503148172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/6442976258503148172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/6442976258503148172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/06/nobody-nobody-but-chu_24.html' title='Nobody nobody but chu!'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-4255564382412262380</id><published>2009-06-22T21:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:17:43.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's your choice</title><content type='html'>Why is everyone getting so excited over the thought that school holidays might be extended for another week because of H1N1. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Veron showed me a poll yesterday, and the % of extented holidays was a landslide I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, how much can 1 week change the whole H1N1 thing?&lt;br /&gt;And 1 more week to enjoy also means projects/assignments will start rushing in after school starts.&lt;br /&gt;So, which is better?&lt;br /&gt;Get our asses back to school immediately or relax for another week?&lt;br /&gt;Suffer first, enjoy later,&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy first, suffer later.&lt;br /&gt;You choose!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-4255564382412262380?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/4255564382412262380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=4255564382412262380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/4255564382412262380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/4255564382412262380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-your-choice.html' title='It&apos;s your choice'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-4626376677473217016</id><published>2009-06-19T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T20:04:11.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply ridiculous</title><content type='html'>"Don't ever, ever in your goddamn senseless mind provoke a lady when she's having her period."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As quoted from 2 posts ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll talk about this a little bit. Just a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;I won't force you ladies to read it, but maybe just try to understand a little.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be rather straightfoward here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies have this particular cycle that will definitely come, I think once a month?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a lady so I don't know okay, but you as a lady knows it best, and yes, it's your period.&lt;br /&gt;Whats wrong with period? Nah. Nothing's wrong, it's just a common cycle right?&lt;br /&gt;But there's something I don't really understand about period, I mean, why will there be mood swings?&lt;br /&gt;Did the period activate one of your angry hormones or whatever?&lt;br /&gt;Probably I guess.&lt;br /&gt;And to all your boyfriends out there, I seriously pity you guys.&lt;br /&gt;You have to endure all her bullshit when she's having a period,&lt;br /&gt;And you yourself don't even know what wrong you did.&lt;br /&gt;Even single guys.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one fine day, God's not at your side and you decided to talk to this girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who unfortunately is having her period.&lt;br /&gt;And then she starts giving you some attitude and then you wonder what the fucking hell you did.&lt;br /&gt;But actually, you did nothing wrong, absolutely nothing.&lt;br /&gt;It's just, her period. Thats it.&lt;br /&gt;Thats something I feel for guys out there, it's as if that when a girl is having her period,&lt;br /&gt;She has the 'right' to give everyone some bitchy attitude,&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;She just tells you, 'Oh sorry about today, I was having some personal problems.' A.K.A period&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, if you can show some bitchass attitude and then blame it on period at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;Then can I attitude you the whole day and blame it on 'personal problems' at the end of the day?&lt;br /&gt;It's the same right?&lt;br /&gt;Please, try to put yourself in guys' shoes for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Guys don't deserve to be soaked in to your bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if I made you pissed after reading this, please don't.&lt;br /&gt;After all, I'm a guy as well, and you're a girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-4626376677473217016?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/4626376677473217016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=4626376677473217016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/4626376677473217016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/4626376677473217016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/06/simply-ridiculous.html' title='Simply ridiculous'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-7326107370701916438</id><published>2009-06-18T02:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T02:59:55.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin</title><content type='html'>I wanna do a quiz now.&lt;br /&gt;And don't mind me Fatiha, because I'm gonna take your latest one,&lt;br /&gt;Because your blog is the only quizzy blog. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ABC About You Questions:&lt;br /&gt;A – AVAILABLE: Soso&lt;br /&gt;B – BIRTHDAY: 1st fcking Feb&lt;br /&gt;C – CRUSHIN ON: None&lt;br /&gt;D – DRINK YOU LAST HAD: Yakult&lt;br /&gt;E – EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO: Don't know&lt;br /&gt;F – FAVORITE SONG: Currently No Such Thing - John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;G – GUMMY BEARS OR GUMMY WORMS: Bears&lt;br /&gt;H – HOMETOWN: Kovan FTW&lt;br /&gt;I – IN LOVE WITH: A.E.I.S. C.A.T.I.A.&lt;br /&gt;J – JUGGLE: Nothing&lt;br /&gt;K – KILLED SOMEONE: Love to&lt;br /&gt;L – LONGEST CAR RIDE: To Malaysia, including the FCKING jam to and fro&lt;br /&gt;M- MILKSHAKE FLAVOR: Green Applez&lt;br /&gt;N – NUMBER OF SIBLINGS: One older sis, one younger&lt;br /&gt;O – ONE WISH: For every little thing to be alright&lt;br /&gt;P – PERSON YOU CALLED LAST: Dan&lt;br /&gt;R – REASON TO SMILE: Life's still goes on&lt;br /&gt;S – SONG YOU LAST HEARD: Justified Black Eye - Joey Cape &amp;amp; Tony Sly&lt;br /&gt;T – TIME YOU WOKE UP: 8.50am&lt;br /&gt;U – UNDERWEAR COLOR/PATTERN: Giordano checkered !&lt;br /&gt;V – VEGETABLE(S): As long as it's healthy&lt;br /&gt;W – WORST HABIT: Being tidy constantly&lt;br /&gt;X – X-RAYS YOU’VE HAD: SYFC, which I fortunately wasn't selected&lt;br /&gt;Y – YOYOS ARE: In trend last time.&lt;br /&gt;Z – ZODIAC SIGN: Aquarius&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Random Questions About You:&lt;br /&gt;Spell your name without vowels: BJRN&lt;br /&gt;What color do you wear most?: Mixed and match&lt;br /&gt;Least favorite color?: Uhm, purple I guess&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to?: Itunes. Some song of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are you happy with your life right now? Still good. Except a little for my indent. _|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What is your favorite class in school?: Maths&lt;br /&gt;When do you start back at school/college?: I don't know what does this means&lt;br /&gt;Are you outgoing?: Average&lt;br /&gt;Favorite pair of shoes?: Canvas&lt;br /&gt;Where do you wish you were right now?: Home.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;THE CANS:&lt;br /&gt;Can you dance? Probably&lt;br /&gt;Can you tie a cherry stem with your mouth? No the f is this question man&lt;br /&gt;Can you whistle? Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Write with both hands? Uh uh for left&lt;br /&gt;Walk with your toes curled? Guess so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;THE DO’S:&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe there is life on other planets? Probably&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in miracles? Nah.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in magic? Nah.&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight? Amen.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in Satan? Amen.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in Santa?: Nah.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how to swim? Amen&lt;br /&gt;Do you like roller coasters? A little&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you could handle the stuff they eat on those reality shows? No shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;THE HAVES:&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a plane? Yeap&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever asked someone out? Yeap&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been asked out by someone? I fail in life.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to the ocean? Yeap&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever painted your nails? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;THE WHATS:&lt;br /&gt;What is the temperature outside?: Going 35&lt;br /&gt;What radio station do you listen to?: 987&lt;br /&gt;What was the last restaurant you ate at?: Eh.&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you bought?: Onitsuka Tiger!&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing on TV you watched? Star Sports&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;THE WHOS:&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you IM’d?: What's IM?&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you took a picture of?: Dan and friends&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you said I love you to? Guess my parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;CRYING SECTION:&lt;br /&gt;Ever really cried your heart out? Probably&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried yourself to sleep? Nah&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried on your friend’s shoulder? Nah&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried over the opposite sex? Yes, obviously&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry when you get an injury? I take it like a man&lt;br /&gt;Do certain songs make you cry? When I was a holy warrior of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;HAPPY SECTION.&lt;br /&gt;Are you a happy person? Not bad&lt;br /&gt;What/who can make you happy? Friends and getting new stuffs&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you were happier? Yeap&lt;br /&gt;Can music make you happy? Makes up your day sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;LOVE SECTION.&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you had your heart broken? 2&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever loved someone so much that you’d die for them? Nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;LOOK AT ME.&lt;br /&gt;What is your current hair color? Black&lt;br /&gt;Current piercings? Left ear 1. Childish sec 2 moments&lt;br /&gt;Have any tattoos? Nope, intending&lt;br /&gt;Eye color? Sharingan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;IN A BOY/GIRL:&lt;br /&gt;Favorite eye colour: No preferences&lt;br /&gt;Short or long hair: Shoulder length&lt;br /&gt;Height: Shorter than me&lt;br /&gt;Best clothing: Sexay sexay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;Been to jail: Nope. Neber&lt;br /&gt;Mooned someone: ?&lt;br /&gt;Laughed so hard you cried: Hell yeah&lt;br /&gt;Cried in school: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Thrown up in a store: Nah&lt;br /&gt;Done something really stupid that you still laugh at today: Yeah, my sec school days LOL&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping: ?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;THIS OR THAT&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;McDonald’s or Burger King: None, it's all bloody sinful&lt;br /&gt;Single or Group Dates: Single. Group just represents you need someone by your side to 'boost your ego' or whatever it is&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: Choc&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries or Blueberries: Straws&lt;br /&gt;Meat or Veggies: Meat.&lt;br /&gt;TV or Movie: Tv, it’s free!&lt;br /&gt;Guitar or Drums? ACOUSTIC ACOUSTIC ACOUSTIC&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike: Nike please&lt;br /&gt;Chinese or Mexican: Fuck chinese&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios or Corn Flakes: Corny Flakus&lt;br /&gt;Cake or Pie: Either or&lt;br /&gt;MTV or VH1: MTV&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-7326107370701916438?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/7326107370701916438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=7326107370701916438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/7326107370701916438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/7326107370701916438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/06/sin.html' title='Sin'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-3085370000531986686</id><published>2009-06-17T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:14:16.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all random</title><content type='html'>"Don't ever, ever in your goddamn senseless mind provoke a lady when she's having her period."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A phrase for you reading this today, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ESPECIALLY&lt;/span&gt; if you're a guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-3085370000531986686?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/3085370000531986686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=3085370000531986686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/3085370000531986686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/3085370000531986686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-all-random.html' title='It&apos;s all random'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-7182407701094417798</id><published>2009-06-15T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T23:52:19.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationships lesson two?</title><content type='html'>Relationships oh relationship.&lt;br /&gt;How surprising how a person can change once he/she gets into a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to put this, so this might be quite blunt here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll say most people will choose to go out with their boyfriend/girlfriend instead of their friends if they had a choice to make,&lt;br /&gt;I guess it'll be the same for me as well.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I think being in a relationship is fine, as long as your studies is still manageable,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it wouldn't affect you.&lt;br /&gt;But if you're single, no fret, whats so bad about being single, I'm sure those who are attached wished they were single.&lt;br /&gt;But if you're single, please don't be such a desperate asshole and try too hard to find your other half.&lt;br /&gt;To add on, if you think you have the calibre to go attract girls, please go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;But please don't lie to yourself that you have it and brag about it.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm finger pointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to topic,&lt;br /&gt;Even if you're in a relationship, I still believe that friends still deserve our time,&lt;br /&gt;And not your entire time to just your boyfriend/girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;If thats the case, even your 5 years or so best friends and your usual clique will be gone before you know it,&lt;br /&gt;Just because of a lasting 3 months relationship.&lt;br /&gt;I just feel that we all should learn to manage our time with our friends &amp;amp; boyfriend/girlfriend when we get into a relationship, someday&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're one of them, yes, you feel that your boyfriend/girlfriend is oh-so-worth more of your time,&lt;br /&gt;And then you start to drift away from your cliques, not hanging out with them anymore,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking to yourself, it's okay, it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;But once that relationship shatters on that one fine day, even crawling back to your clique won't help.&lt;br /&gt;No finger pointing this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-7182407701094417798?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/7182407701094417798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=7182407701094417798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/7182407701094417798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/7182407701094417798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/06/relationships-lesson-two.html' title='Relationships lesson two?'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-242687652606492187</id><published>2009-06-12T19:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T19:19:51.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kovan Rejects</title><content type='html'>I was at Kovan today, and there was this 'competition' called the 'Kovan Superstar 2009'&lt;br /&gt;Which is so stupid and ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;But in any case, I shall try to be nice here.&lt;br /&gt;If you are a Campus Superstar or Singapore Idol reject,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you live around Kovan,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you're too desperate to be recognised, at least in Kovan,&lt;br /&gt;I suggest you try signing up for that competition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-242687652606492187?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/242687652606492187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=242687652606492187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/242687652606492187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/242687652606492187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/06/kovan-rejects.html' title='Kovan Rejects'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-8875830288767483842</id><published>2009-06-09T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T23:36:33.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzy Quiz Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay I just felt like doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. Besides your lips, where is your favourite spot to get kissed? Cheek&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. How do you feel when you woke up this morning? I woke up in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. Who was the last person who you took picture with? Eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. Who you consider to be spoiled? Rich &amp;amp; arrogant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;5. Would you ever donate blood? Maybe ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;6. Do you have a good friend of an opposite sex? I don't think so. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;7. Do you want someone to be dead? Definitely. Not someone, a group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;8. What does your last text msg says? 'I thought today go pasar malam?' Dan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;9. What are you thinking about right now? Good. Game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;10. Did you wish someone was with you right now? Probably.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;11. When did you go to sleep last night? After eating late night Macs supper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;12. Where did you buy the t-shirt you are wearing right now? I'm topless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;13. Is someone on your mind right now? YESSSS &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;14. Who was the last person you texted to? Xiao Dan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;15. Tag 10 people to do this quiz . (I'm not gonna tag the usuals okay. I'm tagging unexpected)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. Siang Joo&lt;br /&gt;2. Fat Zul&lt;br /&gt;3. Deepan&lt;br /&gt;4. Dan&lt;br /&gt;5. Murphy&lt;br /&gt;6. Nigel Ng&lt;br /&gt;7. Chantel&lt;br /&gt;8. Lena&lt;br /&gt;9. Aliff&lt;br /&gt;10. Jerrayne&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;16. Who is 2 (Fat Zul) having a relationship with? With his bloody profound english&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;17. Is 3 (Deepan) a male or a female? He's a whore, a Puma slut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;18. If 7 (Chantel) and 10 (Jerrayne) gets together, will it be a good thing? NO FOR GOD'S SAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;19. Is 1 (Siang Joo) studies good? Schemer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;20. Is 4 (Dan) single? No&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;21. Say something about 5 (Murphy)? Hao &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;22. What do you think about 3 (Deepan) and 6 (Nigel Ng) together? They can touch touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;23. Describe 1 (Siang Joo) ACACACACACACACACACACACACAC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;24. What happens if 9 (Aliff) and 10 (Jerrayne) fight? Air combos initiated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;25. Do you like 8 (Lena)? Nah&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/6677755298840778640-8875830288767483842?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/8875830288767483842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=8875830288767483842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/8875830288767483842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/8875830288767483842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/06/quizzy-quiz-quiz.html' title='Quizzy Quiz Quiz'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-646259837603896796</id><published>2009-06-08T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:53:11.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up, down, left, right, screwed.</title><content type='html'>Here's my worries now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently taking my car practical lessons, and I'm already ready to book the test date already,&lt;br /&gt;And early August would be just perfect for me.&lt;br /&gt;But here's what happen, I went to ask, and the earliest is 28 August, which unfortunately, I'm having my Semestral Exams,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know the timetable.&lt;br /&gt;So the only dates available for me to book now would be weekends, earliest 5th or 6th September,&lt;br /&gt;Which is the dates immediately after my exams.&lt;br /&gt;I can't book on weekdays, because I'm going for my attachment around 7th September.&lt;br /&gt;But my final practical lesson is during end July, and for the whole month of August,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not having any lessons at all, which could lead to a high possibility of losing touch,&lt;br /&gt;And that wouldn't be such a good idea if the next lesson is my test already.&lt;br /&gt;But, I only can book for 28 August, and after counting, I estimated that I'll be able to book 5th or 6th September on 15th or 16th June respectively.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not having any lessons on 15th June, but I have 1 on the 16th.&lt;br /&gt;But 16th June is my mom's birthday, so I have to cancel that lesson to go celebrate with her.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, isn't this very complicated and screwed up for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add on to my load, I'm having 3 tests straight after my holidays,&lt;br /&gt;4 mini projects to do during this 3 weeks holiday,&lt;br /&gt;None started, and my week's mostly book with practical lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing for a break for life now ain't gonna come true either.&lt;br /&gt;Life's a bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-646259837603896796?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/646259837603896796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=646259837603896796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/646259837603896796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/646259837603896796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/06/up-down-left-right-screwed.html' title='Up, down, left, right, screwed.'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-1269222352650538047</id><published>2009-06-07T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:15:24.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Compare</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SivZbZkCUHI/AAAAAAAAAMk/MCZxNWdMey0/s1600-h/Leopard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SivZbZkCUHI/AAAAAAAAAMk/MCZxNWdMey0/s320/Leopard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344604447546953842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A leopard never changes its spot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-1269222352650538047?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/1269222352650538047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=1269222352650538047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-748703860467658188</id><published>2009-06-06T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:13:47.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're gonna get it, soon.</title><content type='html'>Let me tell you something&lt;br /&gt;I seriously fucking hate people who step on my slippers when I'm walking.&lt;br /&gt;I had a very bad experience today,&lt;br /&gt;This bloody son of a bitch, fucking blind bastard, stepped on my right slipper until the front came out,&lt;br /&gt;And I just recently bought that slippers.&lt;br /&gt;After fixing my slipper, it looks more loose, so I was fucking pissed already and I went to try to find that bastard kid,&lt;br /&gt;But no avail. Fucking dickface, he'll go to hell and die a horrible death. I pray to God that he will die slowly, and horribly. Fucking son of a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;It got me so pissed that I'm still thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, whoever is intending to step on my slippers next, no matter who the fuck you are, I swear to you, the next moment you will cry to God and ask why you did that,&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm gonna beat the living hell out of you and make sure you cry like a bitch after 5minutes. _|_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-748703860467658188?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/748703860467658188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=748703860467658188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/748703860467658188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/748703860467658188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/06/youre-gonna-get-it-soon.html' title='You&apos;re gonna get it, soon.'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-4146397201819483535</id><published>2009-06-05T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T19:40:02.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A man's best friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sij_qiwAxWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/E02sc7ssm9Y/s1600-h/Bj+%2B+man%27s+best+friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sij_qiwAxWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/E02sc7ssm9Y/s320/Bj+%2B+man%27s+best+friend.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343802064222864738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A dog is a man's best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true.&lt;br /&gt;I guess some of you out there ain't dog lovers,&lt;br /&gt;But I really glad that I got dogs at my place.&lt;br /&gt;Even though friends who come over complain that my dogs are smelly, they're dirty,&lt;br /&gt;And even the endless howling in the night,&lt;br /&gt;I'll still stay firm to my stand that a dog is an awesome companion no matter when.&lt;br /&gt;Watch this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tEVYvN4Qces&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tEVYvN4Qces&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously admire their bond, I mean, how many people in this world are able to form a bond like that with a dog,&lt;br /&gt;Simply fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, some people tend to 'despise' dogs, which I don't understand,&lt;br /&gt;Like for example, you hear this bugger saying, 'You're worst than a dog.'&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why they use the word 'dog' as an insulting word to other people,&lt;br /&gt;I mean, what's wrong with a dog seriously? Why do people have to assume that a dog is like shit and use the word 'dog' to compare with other people?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, maybe they got raped by a dog when they were young, or maybe even got bitten,&lt;br /&gt;Thus hating them.&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, you know why they bite? I think it's because they can't stand people like you as well.&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me, I think a dog is on par with a human, it's far nothing worst than us.&lt;br /&gt;So if you're one of those buggers who uses the word 'dog' as an addition to your insulting dictionary,&lt;br /&gt;I suggest you think twice,&lt;br /&gt;Because you don't know how to appreciate the simplest thing in life which can make up your day.&lt;br /&gt;After typing all these, I can't help but point my fingers to assume that the culprits are mostly hopeless people.&lt;br /&gt;I guess they're too hopeless enough to think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-4146397201819483535?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/4146397201819483535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=4146397201819483535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/4146397201819483535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/4146397201819483535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/06/mans-best-friend.html' title='A man&apos;s best friend'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sij_qiwAxWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/E02sc7ssm9Y/s72-c/Bj+%2B+man%27s+best+friend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-3407714100561431835</id><published>2009-06-04T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T17:54:47.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All comes down to this</title><content type='html'>How time flies huh.&lt;br /&gt;It's June now, half a year has passed, another half a year to a new year, wow,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you just have to wonder why time flies when you think time is very slow at school.&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I finished 2 tests this week already, 3 more to go after the holidays,&lt;br /&gt;So 1.5weeks for me to relax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I talk about this bloody Caucasian bastard whom I met during my Welfare camp?&lt;br /&gt;Here's what happen. We were having this treasure hunt around sentosa, and each of us have a task,&lt;br /&gt;And my task was to take a picture of a shirt with the Number '3' printed on it.&lt;br /&gt;And of all the buggers there, it had to be this bloody Caucasian. So, being the only one who's wearing a number '3' shirt, I approached him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hi sir, sorry to disrupt you, but can I take a picture of your shirt? Because I'm playing this treasure hunt game now and my task is to take a picture of a shirt with the number '3' printed on it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that tall ugly son of a gun replied : 'Heh, get the hell out of here.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since swearing at his face at the moment isn't really the best thing to do, I just walked off.&lt;br /&gt;But I was swearing at him after that.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it's just taking a picture of your shirt, why the hell does he have to be such a whore.&lt;br /&gt;He thinks he's someone whom everyone have to bow down to him, to listen to him. Well fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;Go ask your mom how's her life and then kill her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, some people also thinks that he's king or she's queen,&lt;br /&gt;Which I think is an act of immaturity.&lt;br /&gt;You expect people to listen to you and do what you say, and then at the same time you act like a bloody bastard/bitch.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;You're obviously in the wrong, but you push your way into blaming other people, so that it turns out you become 'right'.&lt;br /&gt;_|_&lt;br /&gt;Ain't finger pointing to anyone here, just a sudden thought that came to my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-3407714100561431835?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/3407714100561431835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=3407714100561431835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/3407714100561431835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/3407714100561431835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-comes-down-to-this.html' title='All comes down to this'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-8935188919550031536</id><published>2009-05-31T02:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T03:15:10.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lay it down slow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SiGFl7lJB1I/AAAAAAAAAMU/fxeDIWbp3Lk/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SiGFl7lJB1I/AAAAAAAAAMU/fxeDIWbp3Lk/s320/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341697519733245778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I'm feeling very emotional now.&lt;br /&gt;Let me give you a fact about me shall we?&lt;br /&gt;The one unique fact about Bjorn : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He gets very emotional easily, even over the simplest thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sparks it this time? Just one TV series, Prison Break.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, you might think, just a tv series is enough to make me emotional, or maybe even shed a tear.&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah, you can say so, but I don't feel anything wrong or wierd with it,&lt;br /&gt;It's just me right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching something for a while, I'll tend to feel very emotional, that the show's finally ending.&lt;br /&gt;A sad ending contributes more to my emotions as well, and I can't help but to watch the ending part of the final episode again,&lt;br /&gt;Even the song on my blog is the last song of the series.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I can save 45minutes more each week now, but at the same time, I'll miss 45minutes of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;Now that Prison Break's over, wait till Heroes' over as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, I can talk about something here. After being with something,&lt;br /&gt;Or even watching something for very long, you definitely grow this 'emotional attachment' for it.&lt;br /&gt;Be it friends, TV shows, Korean dramas, your boyfriend/girlfriend, your parents, whatever. Sometimes it goes to a point where you yearn to see it almost everyday,&lt;br /&gt;You just need to 'satisfy' that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Felt a lot of times before, chalet or some party, It's just you've never had so much fun in a while,&lt;br /&gt;That you wanna have it again very soon.&lt;br /&gt;And for the next few days, your mind will be thinking about that thing, trust me about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, our parents. Might be a little off topic, but please do read.&lt;br /&gt;PS: If you're a gangster or hooligan, you're an exception to reading this, because I sure you'll never understand what I'm saying,&lt;br /&gt;To put it bluntly, you're hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since young, they've been there for us, no matter what. You get bullied in school, your friends leave you,&lt;br /&gt;But your parents, your family, is always and forever there.&lt;br /&gt;What I wanna say is, treasure them, don't take them for granted, don't wait till they're gone and then you start to regret, no.&lt;br /&gt;Almost the same as the emotional attachment, don't wait till everything is gone and then you start to feel emotional.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, everyone have to face that particular day where you lose them.&lt;br /&gt;Be brave, lay it down slow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-8935188919550031536?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/8935188919550031536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=8935188919550031536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/8935188919550031536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/8935188919550031536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/05/lay-it-down-slow.html' title='Lay it down slow'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SiGFl7lJB1I/AAAAAAAAAMU/fxeDIWbp3Lk/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-5024068588134238503</id><published>2009-05-29T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T23:11:42.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contradicting myself</title><content type='html'>No conclusions of life now.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 2 tests next week, that's bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and you there, if you've been on my MSN for long, you'll find this phrase familiar :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't Try Too Hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go around telling people don't try too hard, don't try too hard.&lt;br /&gt;But now I realise I'm actually trying too hard myself.&lt;br /&gt;Bjorn ah Bjorn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-5024068588134238503?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/5024068588134238503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=5024068588134238503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/5024068588134238503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/5024068588134238503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/05/contradicting-myself.html' title='Contradicting myself'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-3470706582171269357</id><published>2009-05-25T21:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T22:25:42.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saviour King</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/ShqpOjlA_tI/AAAAAAAAAL8/6ILNOcvGDAw/s1600-h/Jesus+and+child.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/ShqpOjlA_tI/AAAAAAAAAL8/6ILNOcvGDAw/s320/Jesus+and+child.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339766375734902482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Journey With God.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna talk about my walk with God now, decision to read lies on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P/S : Pictures are there to make this post not so wordy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started during secondary 3 for me, when my older sister brought me to this church at Expo called FCBC , in short for Faith Community Baptist Church.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the services and cell groups , making more friends in the process, and then during August if I didn't remember wrongly, I 'officially' accepted Jesus Christ in my life.&lt;br /&gt;So life was really fun during those times, there were great brothers, and because of them,&lt;br /&gt;I started to drift away from my secondary school clique, mainly because I thought my church mates were more understanding and more fun than my secondary school clique.&lt;br /&gt;But, my parents were against me going church, though I was quite persistent. So from secondary 3 all the way till secondary 4 mid June, I was hanging out with them everytime,&lt;br /&gt;From playing pool, going out to slack, and even 7 people staying over my place frequently.&lt;br /&gt;I was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Die Hard&lt;/span&gt; christian during that period.&lt;br /&gt;Those who've known me long would know that.&lt;br /&gt;And my parents were obviously unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;For your info, I think the main reason why my parents were unhappy was that,&lt;br /&gt;After going church, me and my two sisters were expected to respect our parents more,&lt;br /&gt;But we ended up being more rude, I don't know how it turned out that way either.&lt;br /&gt;Church was kinda my priority during that time, even during exam period, I wanted to go church, because my cell leader says that even during exam, you have to make time for God.&lt;br /&gt;Being a Die Hard, I was obviously listening to what he told me,&lt;br /&gt;But my parents was once again against it. So I was finally stopped from going church during mid June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/ShqpSod6EUI/AAAAAAAAAME/njnW7IK6kLE/s1600-h/Jesus+and+child3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/ShqpSod6EUI/AAAAAAAAAME/njnW7IK6kLE/s320/Jesus+and+child3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339766445766742338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until after O level, I started to go back again. But this time I was more with my secondary school clique again.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, on and on, until I don't know when, I left the church, simply because the people there were very immature, I think.&lt;br /&gt;And pressure's being placed on me as well, it's like, there's this 'expectation' of you from the cell leader, and my cell leader expects me to meet to his expectation,&lt;br /&gt;Although my cell leader ain't as worst as my buddy cell leader. I'll elaborate more on that later.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I spoke to my cell leader about it, and thank God, he was very understanding, so I 'took a break' from church,&lt;br /&gt;And from then on I led my normal life again, but occasionally there's this feeling of wanting to just go back and worship God,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe once in 3 months or so,&lt;br /&gt;But sorry to say, I still think the people there suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now on more of my 'point of view', and reasons why I left myself.&lt;br /&gt;People say that church people are much more matured than those who don't go to church,&lt;br /&gt;But if you ask me, I see more bullshit assbags in my church than in public, it pisses me off to see them act like that.&lt;br /&gt;And there's this 'rules' in church, like, no relationships, no going out with a girl one-on-one, you have to tell your cell leader, and I followed those 'rules' during my Die Hard period.&lt;br /&gt;But after that, I thought every single piece of it was rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;Now talking about my buddy cell. Earlier on, my cell was the one with the least people among the 2 cells, but now, it's vice versa. Reason?&lt;br /&gt;Simply because the buddy cell leader places too much pressure on his cell members, very high expectations, like, you have to go to church and cell group every week, if you don't, you have to give a valid reason.&lt;br /&gt;No need for me to say a whole chunk of words to describe this.&lt;br /&gt;I've got many friends who left church because of this pressure as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, even though I swear around and such, there's still this part of me who still loves God, and believes Him.&lt;br /&gt;My faith is very wavy, but in a sense, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I'm kinda like Ron. LOL&lt;br /&gt;I guess even though he jokes around and does his bullshit,&lt;br /&gt;He still loves God all the way.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, christian songs are still, and forever, the best songs in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus loves me, yes I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/ShqpWUa0_CI/AAAAAAAAAMM/dl-zXNUVFqo/s1600-h/Jesus+Loves+you.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/ShqpWUa0_CI/AAAAAAAAAMM/dl-zXNUVFqo/s320/Jesus+Loves+you.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339766509104593954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-3470706582171269357?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/3470706582171269357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=3470706582171269357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/3470706582171269357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/3470706582171269357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/05/saviour-king.html' title='Saviour King'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/ShqpOjlA_tI/AAAAAAAAAL8/6ILNOcvGDAw/s72-c/Jesus+and+child.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-4422622257909616685</id><published>2009-05-23T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T22:09:25.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Modules of the semester</title><content type='html'>I realised I haven't talk about my modules for this semester yet,&lt;br /&gt;So today's post is gonna be an overview of my modules,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; obviously what I think of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aircraft Maintenance Practices ( AMP ) - Bolts, nuts, screws, safety wiring, riveting, everything that concerns fixing plane parts together. Quite a nice module, except practical that pisses me off a lot. Oh and I'm not confident about this module&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aircraft Electrical &amp;amp; Instrumentation Systems ( AEIS ) - Circuits, generator, all the bullshit. Overall, this is the most screwed up module with some jogging lecturer. So confidence level for this is level 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catia - Computer Aided Drawing, same as AutoCAD. But much more complicated, and more problems to solve. Fun module, especially when you finish drawing something, you feel a sense of accomplishness. Ahahaha, but still, I can't find the confidence, yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aircraft Structures &amp;amp; Repair ( ACC ) - Don't ask me why it's ACC because I don't get it. Shouldn't it be ASR? Anyway, this module was pretty screwed early on, but I read through it recently, and it's been better, but could be better. No confidence yet as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Report Writing &amp;amp; Presentation ( RWP ) - No need for me to say, this is the most &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUCKED UP&lt;/span&gt; module ever, going along with OC and CRS. Teacher's some old virgin whose lessons are pointless, only send emails. Oh my presentation's next week as well. Shit _|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mechanics - Okay okay for this module, just A Maths and Physics together. Solving is okay for me, but when I see the question, I can't seem to dig out the formula. Damnnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engineering Mathematics II - A Maths again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it, most modules quite GG for me currently, and Catia and AMP tests are on week 7, presentation's this week,&lt;br /&gt;And my presentation is not here, and not there.&lt;br /&gt;Noooooooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-4422622257909616685?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/4422622257909616685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=4422622257909616685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/4422622257909616685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/4422622257909616685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/05/modules-of-semester.html' title='Modules of the semester'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-2748059854652210863</id><published>2009-05-21T21:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T01:11:53.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong with it</title><content type='html'>I hear people who believe in God say don't listen to metal. It's bad.&lt;br /&gt;But no.&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;Don't&lt;br /&gt;Fucking&lt;br /&gt;Care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jOfWwpuEITs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;autoplay=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="60" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atreyu - The Crimson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lZ2ugSR2xl0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;autoplay=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="60" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atreyu - Slow Burn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-2748059854652210863?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/2748059854652210863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=2748059854652210863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/2748059854652210863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/2748059854652210863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-wrong-with-it.html' title='What&apos;s wrong with it'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-7177353237283435182</id><published>2009-05-19T21:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:14:21.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My point of view : Relationships</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/ShK-AU-6eOI/AAAAAAAAALs/rzVTbJDe8uc/s1600-h/A_kitschy_kind_of_love_by_gilad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/ShK-AU-6eOI/AAAAAAAAALs/rzVTbJDe8uc/s320/A_kitschy_kind_of_love_by_gilad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337537421229324514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm gonna talk about 'Relationships'&lt;br /&gt;Everyone would want to get into a relationship, and I mean a Boy-Girl Relationship, not some family relationship or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Be it just to get experience, or seriously get into your first as well as your last, as well as your forever one, obviously with that special girl/boy of yours.&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm speaking in terms of guys now, and my experience.&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, which guy doesn't want to message that one special girl? And when the message tone comes and out comes 'Messaged received by XXXXX'&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I'll be very happy if it was me. Just one message from that special girl is enough to make our day already.&lt;br /&gt;Even if she doesn't reply just one message, it's enough to make us emotional.&lt;br /&gt;I've had some good experience, but those are long gone, although it brings back really good memories.&lt;br /&gt;Okay all this is bullshit, now to the main point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got many friends who have been in a relationship, or are in a relationship now,&lt;br /&gt;And those that've been in one, have been hurted like nobody's business, and it ruins their current life.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm glad they're past that so damn emo stage, which I hope I don't ever go into next time.&lt;br /&gt;I got some friends whose relationship is lasting as long as you can imagine, despite all those countless quarrels and such,&lt;br /&gt;And I gotta give credit to Hafiz, because he and his girlfriend are one long lasting assholes. Ahahaha just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/ShK-R62lZPI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dqrO0ZnvrhE/s1600-h/Divorce_by_BriBee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/ShK-R62lZPI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dqrO0ZnvrhE/s320/Divorce_by_BriBee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337537723452712178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's some who's on the verge of breaking up, and resort to lame stuffs to get them back, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;I got this particular girl friend, whom I think is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stupid, petulant, retarded,&lt;/span&gt; and whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;From what I've heard, her boyfriend is a total piece of shit who gives her no freedom, and if you're the guy, go fuck the wall or something,&lt;br /&gt;Because I think you're a disgrace to every single living thing on earth and you should die.&lt;br /&gt;And the girl is blaming herself for God-knows-why reason, saying that she caused all these problems,&lt;br /&gt;Which once again I think it ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;She gets drunk with another guy friend, and I assume it's purposely, and then calls her best friend and speak some bullshit to her,&lt;br /&gt;And then make her best friend call her boyfriend, bloody bitchass attention seeker.&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't a fucking TV drama little girl. You can't get drunk or blame yourself and expect the same outcome as in TV drama.&lt;br /&gt;You should go fuck the wall as well because I think you're useless, you're helpless.&lt;br /&gt;You probably curse me and swear at me or even tell your bullshit boyfriend about me,&lt;br /&gt;But I don't give a shit, it's people like you that deserves a fucking triple pound on your head to wake up&lt;br /&gt;Here's a good advice for you, break up with your boyfriend, be a free girl, don't be a slave, and of course, don't make yourself look like a slut or a flirt. For God's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more friend, my poly mate, just a short one for you bro.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you don't give a shit or whatever, but I seriously hope you can overcome this emo-ness bullshit and get on with life,&lt;br /&gt;Especially your studies. No studies, no future. So take note.&lt;br /&gt;Goes out to you reading this as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hello there friend,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you won't fall into the same path as that girl friend of mine,&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you would think twice before committing yourself in a relationship,&lt;br /&gt;If you think you can juggle between studies and relationship, then all the best to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-7177353237283435182?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/7177353237283435182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=7177353237283435182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/7177353237283435182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/7177353237283435182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-point-of-view-relationships.html' title='My point of view : Relationships'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/ShK-AU-6eOI/AAAAAAAAALs/rzVTbJDe8uc/s72-c/A_kitschy_kind_of_love_by_gilad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-6689922723946295133</id><published>2009-05-17T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:28:06.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again</title><content type='html'>I was doing this quiz on Facebook and a question was :&lt;br /&gt;"Who do you like to hang out with ? "&lt;br /&gt;There was this option that totally makes this quiz an awesome quiz :&lt;br /&gt;"Anyone who wants to hang out with me. I think everyone has something to bring to the table, no matter who you are."&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I'm back from Welfare camp, and it was a good camp.&lt;br /&gt;Got to know some 'gay boys' and more friends. Haha&lt;br /&gt;10 MCQ Maths quiz tomorrow , 0 confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G.&lt;br /&gt;G.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-6689922723946295133?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/6689922723946295133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=6689922723946295133' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/6689922723946295133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/6689922723946295133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-again.html' title='Back again'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-8857569984628660326</id><published>2009-05-13T19:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T19:41:30.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question &amp; Answer</title><content type='html'>Question : How can a good day turn into a bad day?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : When you see a fucking disgusting and awful looking fat bitch who wears as if she's fucking skinny, etc skinny jeans, and puts on makeup , lying to herself that she's beautiful. She can go fuck herself. No she should.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-8857569984628660326?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/8857569984628660326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=8857569984628660326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/8857569984628660326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/8857569984628660326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/05/question-answer.html' title='Question &amp; Answer'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-8309708895349995700</id><published>2009-05-09T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T21:35:36.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some, just some.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Some people'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many types of '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some people&lt;/span&gt;' in the world,&lt;br /&gt;And '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some people&lt;/span&gt;' might be referring to you, or might not be referring to you.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the case, if you're inside the '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some people&lt;/span&gt;',&lt;br /&gt;It's your life, you decide what you want to do with it,&lt;br /&gt;Screw it, or Live it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some people&lt;/span&gt; don't think when they do things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some people&lt;/span&gt; don't use their brains to think, they use their ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some people&lt;/span&gt; are arrogant and proud of themselves, brags around, and ends up having no friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some people&lt;/span&gt; don't know what they are doing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some people&lt;/span&gt; can't justify for their wrongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some people&lt;/span&gt; thought the things they do are right, but actually it's wrong and it pisses everyone off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some people&lt;/span&gt; makes you think twice about being their friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some people&lt;/span&gt; makes you want to go to their doorstep and slash them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some people&lt;/span&gt; brags over stuffs that doesn't really bring them anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some people &lt;/span&gt;are older than you, but they're still very immatured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some people &lt;/span&gt;are desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some people&lt;/span&gt; just try too hard sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some people &lt;/span&gt;are a fucking disgrace to the society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To offtrack a bit, it's Mother's day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful day with your mom. Enjoy the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-8309708895349995700?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/8309708895349995700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=8309708895349995700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/8309708895349995700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/8309708895349995700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-just-some.html' title='Some, just some.'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-5423705563699061679</id><published>2009-05-07T18:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T18:20:41.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My behaviour, your behaviour</title><content type='html'>Lets talk about this common chinese idiom today : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Xian Ku Hou Tian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most, or should I say all Chinese knows this idiom, for those that don't,&lt;br /&gt;Translation is 'Suffer First, Enjoy Behind'&lt;br /&gt;Everyone will obviously choose to suffer first, rather than enjoy, or at least thats what I think.&lt;br /&gt;Okay now let me say something I can assure is true for all of you.&lt;br /&gt;No one 'Suffer First, Enjoy Behind' in school, most of us ' Enjoy first, Suffer Behind'&lt;br /&gt;Example, studies. Maybe you choose to skip a day of school, and tell yourself to study later.&lt;br /&gt;Ain't you enjoying first?&lt;br /&gt;And then you miss out on a load of lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe halfway during class, your lecturer suddenly gives a suggestion to continue studying or go home and continue next lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Most will say next week I guess, including me as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not trying to say anything nor discriminate anyone,&lt;br /&gt;I just find it interesting that most of us don't follow that 'Xian Ku Hou Tian policy'&lt;br /&gt;Not forgeting about procrastination too, and I know you do love to procrastinate as well.&lt;br /&gt;And finally not forgeting what we will always say after we get our results back :&lt;br /&gt;'Next semester must work hard already, serious. I not gonna sleep in class or skip lessons. Must get high GPA.'&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, we all know we love to 'defy' that.&lt;br /&gt;What a life !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-5423705563699061679?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/5423705563699061679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=5423705563699061679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/5423705563699061679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/5423705563699061679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/05/chinese.html' title='My behaviour, your behaviour'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-1945732640407431250</id><published>2009-05-06T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:37:07.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days of my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;A day of my life in the MRT : &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A China student, whom I assume, was constantly taking glances at me,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; she was standing quite close to me.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh how I wished Kovan was the next stop.&lt;br /&gt;Of all the girls that had to look at me, it just had to be a male-like china girl.&lt;br /&gt;Life's a bitch, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All shout amen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SgGSa_qo_zI/AAAAAAAAALk/bDxEZ5Gldsk/s1600-h/pooh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SgGSa_qo_zI/AAAAAAAAALk/bDxEZ5Gldsk/s320/pooh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332704426247913266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice one Mayi !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-1945732640407431250?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/1945732640407431250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=1945732640407431250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/1945732640407431250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/1945732640407431250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/05/days-of-my-life.html' title='Days of my life.'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SgGSa_qo_zI/AAAAAAAAALk/bDxEZ5Gldsk/s72-c/pooh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-669382836024733610</id><published>2009-05-04T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T22:13:49.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been long</title><content type='html'>Headache,&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat,&lt;br /&gt;Running nose,&lt;br /&gt;No school,&lt;br /&gt;Eating a lot,&lt;br /&gt;37.8 C,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That basically made up my day.&lt;br /&gt;And no, I'm determined not to miss school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-669382836024733610?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/669382836024733610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=669382836024733610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/669382836024733610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/669382836024733610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-long.html' title='It&apos;s been long'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-5126725364519564589</id><published>2009-04-30T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:32:30.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Particularly</title><content type='html'>I received a SMS today, here's what it says :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" They once said when a black man is elected, pigs would fly.. Now 100days after Obama was elected, here comes the Swine Flu. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite true. But I think it's a piece of bull-a-shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I advice you who is reading this now to click on 'Dan' at my Links section and read the latest post.&lt;br /&gt;A huge amen to that, for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-5126725364519564589?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/5126725364519564589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=5126725364519564589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/5126725364519564589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/5126725364519564589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/04/particularly.html' title='Particularly'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-7633737582317949715</id><published>2009-04-29T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T20:16:40.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lame.</title><content type='html'>So much for me to blog yet a little only for me to remember. Hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you take the MRT often?&lt;br /&gt;If you do, I think you know the sleeping trick.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; if you know you love that trick, well screw you down.&lt;br /&gt;I despise you by the way. Opps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man Utd vs Arsenal today.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping time !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-7633737582317949715?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/7633737582317949715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=7633737582317949715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/7633737582317949715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/7633737582317949715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/04/lame.html' title='Lame.'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-1849251042095992153</id><published>2009-04-26T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T00:05:26.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot...</title><content type='html'>I'm in my room, sitting down,&lt;br /&gt;Relaxing, using my lappy, playing some games, chatting on MSN.&lt;br /&gt;Everything's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SfM0sj0K8gI/AAAAAAAAALc/vH35xE_IUlY/s1600-h/Hot_weather__by_Lileinaya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SfM0sj0K8gI/AAAAAAAAALc/vH35xE_IUlY/s320/Hot_weather__by_Lileinaya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328660724242379266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for the fact that I'm sweating like a fool for 4 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good game..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-1849251042095992153?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/1849251042095992153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=1849251042095992153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/1849251042095992153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/1849251042095992153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/04/hot.html' title='Hot...'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SfM0sj0K8gI/AAAAAAAAALc/vH35xE_IUlY/s72-c/Hot_weather__by_Lileinaya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-3528323747944530572</id><published>2009-04-25T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:32:28.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson time.</title><content type='html'>I just screwed my blog's template,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I just saved it.&lt;br /&gt;And you bet I'm glad it was a default template when it crashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson Learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDIT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got screwed once again, I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;Okay I promise now I learnt my lesson already,&lt;br /&gt;I backup my whole shitzel template.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take that, error!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-3528323747944530572?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/3528323747944530572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=3528323747944530572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/3528323747944530572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/3528323747944530572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/04/lesson-time.html' title='Lesson time.'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-1139284290297129443</id><published>2009-04-24T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:05:13.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Messy messy</title><content type='html'>Many, many things going through my mind now.&lt;br /&gt;School, weekends, games, gym, whatever, retards, noobs, fags, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little thing to talk about, which is the bridge connecting Dover MRT to SP, is PACKED TO THE MAX yesterday and today,&lt;br /&gt;Which is enough to piss your day off, because everyone was standing at the sides.&lt;br /&gt;After the bridge, you can either turn left or straight, but there's also freshies (I assumed) standing at the sides.&lt;br /&gt;Freshies ni zai bu zai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I smelt many unpleasant stuffs today, starting from my big business, moving on to this particular construction worker at the MRT,&lt;br /&gt;And lastly this whom I assume again is a China guy who looks like a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a messy day today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-1139284290297129443?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/1139284290297129443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=1139284290297129443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/1139284290297129443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/1139284290297129443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/04/messy-messy.html' title='Messy messy'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-3585543336750341498</id><published>2009-04-21T20:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T20:40:36.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unwanted friend</title><content type='html'>I do believe that God make mistakes somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got this horrible friend. Let me talk more about him.&lt;br /&gt;He's a worthless piece of shit, who started going to church for girls. One more time, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GIRLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tried chasing each one of them, but failed miserably because of his immatured ways and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;And when one fails, he goes to another, and obviously, it ends up as a failure as well.&lt;br /&gt;He came to my secondary school and acted as a motherfucking Cadet Lieutenant.&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know why he did that.&lt;br /&gt;The best part about him is, he 'borrows' people stuff, most commonly money.&lt;br /&gt;Well he borrowed $50 from me, and couple of hundreds from other people here and there.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting guitar effects from this church guy.&lt;br /&gt;And when you ask him to return it to you because you need it urgently and such, here's his response :&lt;br /&gt;MSN - No reply, or block&lt;br /&gt;SMS - No reply&lt;br /&gt;Call - No answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it just goes on like that, with a ton of debts still on him.&lt;br /&gt;And he don't even want to return it to them.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder where he lost his sense of guilt.&lt;br /&gt;Although he's returned me my $50, I'm freaking disgusted with his actions.&lt;br /&gt;Guess it's very true that, older people are still much more immatured that you expect them to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why God created him as well. He should just kill him.&lt;br /&gt;If you know it's you, and somehow you're reading this,&lt;br /&gt;You know you'll die early. That's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;And fuck you and your actions.&lt;br /&gt;You don't deserve to even exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a gift for you as well,&lt;br /&gt;_|_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-3585543336750341498?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/3585543336750341498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=3585543336750341498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/3585543336750341498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/3585543336750341498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/04/unwanted-friend.html' title='Unwanted friend'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-5781855206158177586</id><published>2009-04-18T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T23:28:27.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Brute?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://john-travota.mybrute.com"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://john-travota.mybrute.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine!&lt;br /&gt;Quite a lame but somehow fun game. Try it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-5781855206158177586?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/5781855206158177586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=5781855206158177586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/5781855206158177586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/5781855206158177586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/04/brute.html' title='The Brute?'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-6726020675267184283</id><published>2009-04-18T18:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T00:46:10.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When we were young</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SemxxdzkDbI/AAAAAAAAALU/OKXfxCyZtBo/s1600-h/n634171908_1303165_3891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SemxxdzkDbI/AAAAAAAAALU/OKXfxCyZtBo/s320/n634171908_1303165_3891.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325983497714929074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Without my younger sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad's in a retarded mood today, too much thrash talking. Gosh&lt;br /&gt;Dad's never-fail-to-say phrase when I'm in the car : "You know when you small and sick ah, your mummy suck the mucus from your nose you know"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-6726020675267184283?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/6726020675267184283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=6726020675267184283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/6726020675267184283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/6726020675267184283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-we-were-young.html' title='When we were young'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SemxxdzkDbI/AAAAAAAAALU/OKXfxCyZtBo/s72-c/n634171908_1303165_3891.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-2796006695615242718</id><published>2009-04-16T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T23:33:13.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>General Knowledge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SedPndlssfI/AAAAAAAAALM/RyA08x1JIHs/s1600-h/060328_straits_times_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 41px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SedPndlssfI/AAAAAAAAALM/RyA08x1JIHs/s320/060328_straits_times_03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325312623765139954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that my GK seriously sucks totally.&lt;br /&gt;I needa buck up on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-2796006695615242718?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/2796006695615242718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=2796006695615242718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/2796006695615242718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/2796006695615242718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/04/general-knowledge.html' title='General Knowledge'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SedPndlssfI/AAAAAAAAALM/RyA08x1JIHs/s72-c/060328_straits_times_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-5428270059514742466</id><published>2009-04-14T20:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:54:56.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SeSHRmdKeBI/AAAAAAAAALE/3hqycfQYWZY/s1600-h/Hold+The+Sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SeSHRmdKeBI/AAAAAAAAALE/3hqycfQYWZY/s320/Hold+The+Sun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324529395909163026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found this in my pictures, guess I found it quite a while ago, wonder if I showed this before. Ah whatever..&lt;br /&gt;Gosh it's been a week.&lt;br /&gt;School's starting, once again, next week. Holy shit&lt;br /&gt;Ok lets hope life at school would be great and whatever~&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite looking forward to this Sunday, if everything turns out fine. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-5428270059514742466?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/5428270059514742466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=5428270059514742466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/5428270059514742466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/5428270059514742466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/04/gosh-its-been-week.html' title='It&apos;s time'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SeSHRmdKeBI/AAAAAAAAALE/3hqycfQYWZY/s72-c/Hold+The+Sun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-8917870267085033644</id><published>2009-04-07T19:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T19:58:32.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better</title><content type='html'>I thought of typing every single details about the chalet, but no.&lt;br /&gt;Overall its (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Clement show's at my Facebook, do check it out, no offence to anyone by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sds_mPOgHoI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1GOpgtA2M0I/s1600-h/Photo0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sds_mPOgHoI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1GOpgtA2M0I/s320/Photo0083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321917310823308930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-8917870267085033644?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/8917870267085033644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=8917870267085033644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/8917870267085033644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/8917870267085033644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/04/better.html' title='Better'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sds_mPOgHoI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1GOpgtA2M0I/s72-c/Photo0083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-6144870042516324564</id><published>2009-04-02T14:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T14:41:37.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's yours?</title><content type='html'>A summary of what have been going on the past few days : -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Veron's birthday&lt;br /&gt;2. XLink Kai is a freaking pisser.&lt;br /&gt;3. Waking up early&lt;br /&gt;4. Gyming with Dan&lt;br /&gt;5. Taking afternoon naps and sleeping very well&lt;br /&gt;6. Sleeping in the night and can never get to sleep&lt;br /&gt;7. Pranking 8 people in my class that we all changed classes&lt;br /&gt;8. Doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;9. Looking at why Singapore is such a 'why is this so' place&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-6144870042516324564?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/6144870042516324564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=6144870042516324564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/6144870042516324564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/6144870042516324564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/04/whats-yours.html' title='What&apos;s yours?'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-742297533292834133</id><published>2009-03-31T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T01:08:21.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only God knows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SdD8EuQeQ0I/AAAAAAAAAK0/hn0ErIYnRRI/s1600-h/Shinjuku_Incident_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SdD8EuQeQ0I/AAAAAAAAAK0/hn0ErIYnRRI/s320/Shinjuku_Incident_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319028317991355202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY ; Went to watch this gala premiere with Chun Han, Ron, Jon, Evelyn and Jinyi.&lt;br /&gt;Good show, I think it's better to watch it in the cinema, for me quite worth. 4/5&lt;br /&gt;There's 2 parts, shocking, but steaming. AWESOME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veron's birthday celebration tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Class chalet's Friday - Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-742297533292834133?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/742297533292834133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=742297533292834133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/742297533292834133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/742297533292834133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/03/only-god-knows.html' title='Only God knows'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SdD8EuQeQ0I/AAAAAAAAAK0/hn0ErIYnRRI/s72-c/Shinjuku_Incident_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-9063297232113772834</id><published>2009-03-25T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:49:53.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once in a year</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling pretty good right now, and pretty tired,&lt;br /&gt;Although I slept 2 times today, and awake now, but feeling tired still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had poly chalet yesterday, and gosh, I seriously thought it's gonna be super boring and such,&lt;br /&gt;And didn't want to stay, but decided to because many were staying.&lt;br /&gt;The food was freaking awesome, from BBQ Wholesale, the satay was bloody hell nice I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe 1 reason is that I'm the one cooking all of the satays. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Even most (or all) of them thought it was awesome, ahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;No but seriously, I thought that the food were awesome, even the chicken wings,&lt;br /&gt;Which I thought was too much but ended up, no food left at all. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had talks with a few of my classmates whom I don't really talk to often, pretty nice to chill out and talk like that sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Well I think that the most awesome part was the drinking part,&lt;br /&gt;Red Bull + Absolute = Absolute Red Bull = Awesome&lt;br /&gt;And so do Sprite + Absolute&lt;br /&gt;It taste &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REAL&lt;/span&gt; good. I'm gonna do that during the next chalet baby.&lt;br /&gt;And then there were rubbish talks, followed by soccer at some park&lt;br /&gt;And bloody hell Deepan's leg was like I don't know, some impact weapon or what,&lt;br /&gt;He just stepped on me 1 time, and my mini toe skin tore. What the hell that one ~&lt;br /&gt;Stop playing for a while, after that head back home alone, decided not to wait till checkout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, before going for the chalet, went to visit Nigel with Dan and Evelyn at NUH, and gosh,&lt;br /&gt;Feel really sad for him man, seeing him trying to move his leg just a little,&lt;br /&gt;But the pain is already killing him.&lt;br /&gt;Damn bro, although you won't probably see this anytime soon, but get well. Ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, had infos about my driving lessons from Euvin and Deepan yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;Just realised that I can actually start my pratical lessons and apply for my PDL straight after Basic Theory Test,&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't, I just went to book the Final Theory Test first. Well guess that's fine as well,&lt;br /&gt;Just that pratical dates don't come till late May, we're in late March now. Lol&lt;br /&gt;Gonna apply for my PDL soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-9063297232113772834?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/9063297232113772834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=9063297232113772834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/9063297232113772834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/9063297232113772834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/03/once-in-year.html' title='Once in a year'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-1488644819154665598</id><published>2009-03-22T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T02:12:24.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything's in place</title><content type='html'>Okay. There's nothing much for me to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, lets start off with my week&lt;br /&gt;Week's been fine, nothing much, except meeting Dan from Monday to Friday straight, now thats what the f !&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my crumpler came already. Supposed to meet him to collect on Thursday at 3pm, but that bugger somehow 'forgot', and it was postpone to the next day, at bloody hell 10am.&lt;br /&gt;And then nothing much already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking through facebook lately, and apparently I spotted some guy trying to 'hong' this particular girl,&lt;br /&gt;By like, writing on her wall, she replying, back and forth.&lt;br /&gt;Nope, nothing's wrong, maybe it's just me, because I think that guy is seriously trying too hard to get close to her,&lt;br /&gt;And the girl just likes to play along, and this guy is like giving so much hints about 'wanting to be your boyfriend' bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;I think thats a nice entertainment during this time. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, poly class chalet next week. And they're thinking of ordering like fast food, pizza etc, including bbq,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't even understand why.&lt;br /&gt;Whats the point of bbq if you order fast food/pizza as well?&lt;br /&gt;Just a suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's good.&lt;br /&gt;God's good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-1488644819154665598?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/1488644819154665598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=1488644819154665598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/1488644819154665598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/1488644819154665598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/03/everythings-in-place.html' title='Everything&apos;s in place'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-5377289382719125007</id><published>2009-03-18T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T01:42:26.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wee hours</title><content type='html'>Singapore Polytechnic 2008/2009 S2 Examination Results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student ID: 0812254&lt;br /&gt;Name: NG CHONG YU BJORN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Module Code - Credit Unit - Grade&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;ST508S - 2 - B&lt;br /&gt;EE3115 - 4 - A&lt;br /&gt;MM1305 - 4 - A&lt;br /&gt;MS6506 - 4 - A&lt;br /&gt;MS6121 - 4 - DIST&lt;br /&gt;MM1401 - 4 - DIST&lt;br /&gt;SP0501 - 2 - B+&lt;br /&gt;LC0518 - 2 - C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEMESTER GPA: 3.792&lt;br /&gt;CUMULATIVE GPA: 3.727&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALLOWED TO CONTINUE IN THE COURSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING FUCKFACE CRS. C! SHITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-5377289382719125007?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/5377289382719125007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=5377289382719125007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/5377289382719125007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/5377289382719125007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/03/wee-hours.html' title='Wee hours'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-2632510636664300159</id><published>2009-03-18T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:26:18.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good day amigos</title><content type='html'>Hello there.&lt;br /&gt;How have you been?&lt;br /&gt;I'm hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday and Tuesday, monday was slacking at home, with a little hunting with Dan.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, which was just a while ago, wasn't quite what I expected for the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Let's begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part A camp, 2 days 1 night, oh yeah, spells fun, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;Because every year all part A camps were awesome.&lt;br /&gt;This year, nah, pretty much boring for me there.&lt;br /&gt;Just 2 days 1 night, not enough! And we weren't effing welcomed by the CO. F her for god's sake~&lt;br /&gt;No drills, all guys, no girls, so quiet, part A camp being the only camp in school currently.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I thought that where they were going for nightwalk was awesome,&lt;br /&gt;Seletar camp, wow that would be awesome, like seriously oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;But Dan &amp;amp; Lena were nono because it was too far,&lt;br /&gt;So we went to Macs to eat, and talk, a whole lot of bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;Damn okay I thought that was a good summary of the day.&lt;br /&gt;To end it off, results later at 1.30am. Oh boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crumpler has arrived, and I'm collecting it on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Wooohooo, Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-2632510636664300159?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/2632510636664300159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=2632510636664300159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/2632510636664300159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/2632510636664300159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-day-amigos.html' title='Good day amigos'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-2765328466690612011</id><published>2009-03-15T20:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T20:34:22.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sbz1nIq0riI/AAAAAAAAAKI/hAhImygShg0/s1600-h/vidic-275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sbz1nIq0riI/AAAAAAAAAKI/hAhImygShg0/s320/vidic-275.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313391713081142818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sbz1cuA15KI/AAAAAAAAAKA/wIXMG9KEXeA/s1600-h/fergwoe-412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sbz1cuA15KI/AAAAAAAAAKA/wIXMG9KEXeA/s320/fergwoe-412.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313391534127047842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'm 100% sure that everyone knows about this already,&lt;br /&gt;Man Utd lost to Liverpool 1-4, at Old Trafford.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that totally sucked! When the score line was 1-3, I stopped watching already,&lt;br /&gt;And then I checked, and it was 1-4. Shitzel pretzel.&lt;br /&gt;Really didn't know what went wrong, other than Vidic screwing up, and Van Der Sar giving up after Vidic's sending off.&lt;br /&gt;Vidic should have been sent off, well credits to the referee for that.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, good match, Liverpool were awesome, Torres was rampaging the whole defence, so kudos to Liverpool at the very least.&lt;br /&gt;But nonetheless, Man Utd are still the favourites, 4 points lead, 1 game in hand, 9 games left.&lt;br /&gt;Gogogo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sbz1VbIc_yI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/PqBGeF2LM6c/s1600-h/arhsain-350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 183px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sbz1VbIc_yI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/PqBGeF2LM6c/s320/arhsain-350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313391408799612706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Arsenal 4-0 Blackburn. I simply love Arshavin's goal, it was classic,&lt;br /&gt;Dribbling in through the left and then shooting from a tight angle&lt;br /&gt;Finally time for him to shine since he went to Arsenal.&lt;br /&gt;And Bendtner can suck his dad's balls because he was a total flop. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, goodbye, for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-2765328466690612011?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/2765328466690612011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=2765328466690612011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/2765328466690612011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/2765328466690612011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekends.html' title='Weekends'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sbz1nIq0riI/AAAAAAAAAKI/hAhImygShg0/s72-c/vidic-275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-6834779955072218916</id><published>2009-03-13T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T22:15:39.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screw up</title><content type='html'>I got my Nano already.&lt;br /&gt;A part of me is glad I got it, but.. another part of me feels like a screwup.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-6834779955072218916?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/6834779955072218916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=6834779955072218916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/6834779955072218916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/6834779955072218916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/03/screw-up.html' title='Screw up'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-8288299290678146501</id><published>2009-03-12T06:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T07:05:50.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In an instant</title><content type='html'>A very good early morning babes.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SbhCSTVpCrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/QcNht-53ydw/s1600-h/Ronaldo4120311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SbhCSTVpCrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/QcNht-53ydw/s320/Ronaldo4120311.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312068642679622322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man Utd 2-0 Inter Milan&lt;br /&gt;Vidic and Ronaldo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah damn you Jose Mourinho ! Record doesn't matter!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this seriously makes up my morning.&lt;br /&gt;Makes up so much that I don't know if I should sleep now or just wait till 9am to head to the gym,&lt;br /&gt;Instead of sleeping now and waking up bloody hell late~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, IT fair's gonna start today. &amp;amp; I'm going there tomorrow, for my Ipod Nano!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well but mom's like totally forgotten about it already, I'm gonna message her now and remind her,&lt;br /&gt;Die die this IT fair &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUST &lt;/span&gt;get it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Crumpler's coming in around 2 weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;Poly chalet coming up soon as well, and then 4E3 chalet, once again&lt;br /&gt;And god, results in 1 week time. I'm not looking forward to it. GPA lose to P and F, I'll go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really looking forward to it, as well.&lt;br /&gt;Okay time to decide, sleep/no sleep. Good bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-8288299290678146501?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/8288299290678146501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=8288299290678146501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/8288299290678146501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/8288299290678146501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-instant.html' title='In an instant'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SbhCSTVpCrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/QcNht-53ydw/s72-c/Ronaldo4120311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-1817670210431693114</id><published>2009-03-08T16:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T16:36:59.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it happen</title><content type='html'>Okay, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;Sakura-ed at somermet on thursday to celebrate Chun Han and Pei Shan's birthday, happy 18th guys!&lt;br /&gt;The food there is awesome, simply classic. But I bet after you eat, you will think that the food sucks.&lt;br /&gt;But no, I don't mind going there another time, but not anytime soon. Lol&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Push with Jon, Hafiz, Nigel and Chun Han after that while the rest went back home.&lt;br /&gt;Overall for me, 3/5. Movie was quite confusing for me, to add on, no subtitles at all, which makes it hard to understand. Complicated. But actions are nice.&lt;br /&gt;My advice is just wait for the DVDRip to be out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next day was spent at CDC taking my E-Trial Test with Fizzotherapy.&lt;br /&gt;Well, there were 6 papers, and I failed all on my first try. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;But I did all 6 papers and more again, and I passed all.&lt;br /&gt;Lets just pray that I'll pass my BTT tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;No, I must pass! Car car car car car car car car car~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the crumpler I wanted is back in stock again!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOHOOOOO, that seriously made my day&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm kinda interested in A &amp;amp; F polos. I want I want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SbODPRj5x9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/FBPg4sO6tv0/s1600-h/mhp2gdatevr7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SbODPRj5x9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/FBPg4sO6tv0/s320/mhp2gdatevr7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310732684035213266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From Dan's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like he said, the best PSP game you can ever find.&lt;br /&gt;Amen guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-1817670210431693114?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/1817670210431693114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=1817670210431693114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/1817670210431693114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/1817670210431693114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/03/make-it-happen.html' title='Make it happen'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SbODPRj5x9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/FBPg4sO6tv0/s72-c/mhp2gdatevr7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-6706875384977803134</id><published>2009-03-04T03:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T03:23:31.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected</title><content type='html'>I'm so pissed right now, at this very shitty moment.&lt;br /&gt;The crumpler I ordered just went out of stock today. WHAAAAAAT!&lt;br /&gt;And it's after I've transfer the money, and although he's quite trustworthy,&lt;br /&gt;I still feel a little unsafe.&lt;br /&gt;Other than this worry, its about the freaking waiting time.&lt;br /&gt;Currently he needs 5 orders to close the spree, and minus mine, he has 2 orders now,&lt;br /&gt;Which means 3 more orders to close, which I doubt would be soon.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's close already, it takes 3 weeks for the goods to arrive,&lt;br /&gt;And God knows if he will start the spree after that or before that.&lt;br /&gt;If he starts after that, it's estimated that I'll have to wait like, 2 months more before I'll get it? (Assuming it's back in stock by the next spree)&lt;br /&gt;HOLY FUCKING SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I found a very good deal and looking forward to it, this has to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, life just loves to hit me hard when I least expected it.&lt;br /&gt;Lets just pray, it doesn't happen when I get an Ipod Nano during the IT fair.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-6706875384977803134?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/6706875384977803134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=6706875384977803134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/6706875384977803134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/6706875384977803134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/03/unexpected.html' title='Unexpected'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-6806623449448074033</id><published>2009-03-03T02:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T02:33:14.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contradictions</title><content type='html'>I got so much things that I want to blog about but I don't know what I want to talk about,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm lazy to think it out, and much more blog it out. Lol, very contradicting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok let's talk about my week.&lt;br /&gt;Week's fine, been looking up some forum very frequently, and oh, I'm getting my crumpler soon! Wooooohoooooo~&lt;br /&gt;Gonna buy it from a spreee in a forum, cost me just $155 (Was $150 at first, don't know why he up-ed it by $5), which saves me around $40 bucks?&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just waiting for the IT fair to come, so that I can get my Ipod Nano. RED ONE PLEASE~!&lt;br /&gt;And I need to find a job. But I'm lazy to work. Another contradiction :S&lt;br /&gt;It's just that I'm 'quite' packed during the holidays, got car license to do, got 2 chalets coming up, got IT fair coming up,&lt;br /&gt;How to work? Lol. But I need the money too. Oh well, that's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok nothing much. No gossips for today.&lt;br /&gt;Chillax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-6806623449448074033?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/6806623449448074033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=6806623449448074033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/6806623449448074033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/6806623449448074033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/03/contradictions.html' title='Contradictions'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-1739887043702046951</id><published>2009-02-28T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T00:17:03.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wannnaaaa</title><content type='html'>Crumpler complete seed.&lt;br /&gt;Crumpler complete seed.&lt;br /&gt;Crumpler complete seed.&lt;br /&gt;Crumpler complete seed.&lt;br /&gt;Crumpler complete seed.&lt;br /&gt;Crumpler complete seed.&lt;br /&gt;Crumpler complete seed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SagRvgROeUI/AAAAAAAAAJg/8CpzEL2tGW4/s1600-h/ATEP3-xl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SagRvgROeUI/AAAAAAAAAJg/8CpzEL2tGW4/s320/ATEP3-xl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307511668669839682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SagRrRs022I/AAAAAAAAAJY/8oWhroDsFgI/s1600-h/apple_ipod_nano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SagRrRs022I/AAAAAAAAAJY/8oWhroDsFgI/s320/apple_ipod_nano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307511596039592802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;IT fair come quick come quick!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-1739887043702046951?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/1739887043702046951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=1739887043702046951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/1739887043702046951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/1739887043702046951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-wannnaaaa.html' title='I wannnaaaa'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SagRvgROeUI/AAAAAAAAAJg/8CpzEL2tGW4/s72-c/ATEP3-xl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-6264455433891528833</id><published>2009-02-26T01:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T02:07:01.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Itunes shuffle</title><content type='html'>Don't ask me why I'm doing this, I just felt like doing one. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your iTunes on "shuffle".&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, skip to the next song to get your answer. You must use the title of that song as your answer, no matter how silly it may sound.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tag at least 10 friends who might enjoy doing this, as well as the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag someone whose music you don't know about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.What would you say if someone were to say "Is this OK?"&lt;br /&gt;Good Day - The Click Five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What do you like in a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;Under The Garden - No Use For A Name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How do you feel today?&lt;br /&gt;Justified Black Eye - Joey Cape and Tony Sly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your life's purpose?&lt;br /&gt;Solid Rock - Delirious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your motto?&lt;br /&gt;Cliffs of Dover - Eric Johnson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do your friends think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Here Goes Nothin' - NeverShoutNever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What do you think of your parents?&lt;br /&gt;You Deserve - Hillsongs United&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you often think about?&lt;br /&gt;Attack - 30 Seconds to Mars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;Hypnotized - Plies Ft. Akon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What do you think of your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;One More Girl - The Wreckers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Starlight - Muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is your life story?&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-Seven - Joey Cape and Tony Sly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;The Man Who Can't Be Moved - The Script&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What comes to mind when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Doomsday - Atreyu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOL WHAT THE F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do your parents think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Rain Down - Planetshakers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;You Took My Heart Away - Michael Learns To Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Tennessee - The Wreckers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your hobby/interest?&lt;br /&gt;Desert Song - Hillsongs United&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you think of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;The Heart Of Worship - Passion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What is the worst that could happen?&lt;br /&gt;Hollywood's Not America - Ferras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. How will you die?&lt;br /&gt;My Blue Heaven - Taking Back Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What is the one thing you regret most?&lt;br /&gt;Salvation Is Here - Hillsong United &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is bullshit~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What makes you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;You're A God - Vertical Horizon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What makes you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Empty - The Click Five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Will you ever get married?&lt;br /&gt;Living on a Prayer - Bon Jovi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What scares you the most?&lt;br /&gt;Don't Love You No More - Craig David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Does anyone like you?&lt;br /&gt;Leave Out All The Rest - Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. If you could go back in time, what would you change?&lt;br /&gt;Five Minutes To Midnight - Boys Like Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What hurts right now?&lt;br /&gt;That's What You Get - Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What will you post this as?&lt;br /&gt;24 Story Love Affair - Faber Drive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-6264455433891528833?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/6264455433891528833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=6264455433891528833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/6264455433891528833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/6264455433891528833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/02/itunes-shuffle.html' title='Itunes shuffle'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-1941438991330929227</id><published>2009-02-25T20:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T20:19:38.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>Yeap, I changed my blogskin once again,&lt;br /&gt;But this time to a default one.&lt;br /&gt;Looks nicer and much simpler to me, and easier to read. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, exams are finished!&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy on one side, but worried on the other side, because I pratically screwed 2 of the 2 credit units module already, and probably 1 4 credit units module.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, nothing to be happy about, just pray that I'll get GPA &gt; 3.65 this semester.&lt;br /&gt;Went out with polymates for buffet at Sakura yesterday, gosh it was awesome,&lt;br /&gt;And I got so full that I seriously felt like puking and swore never to go there again.&lt;br /&gt;But now I wanna go there again soon. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now I need a job.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye year 1~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and one more thing, I'll be linking up a lot of people, for convenience purposes. Tell me if you don't want okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-1941438991330929227?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/1941438991330929227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=1941438991330929227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/1941438991330929227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/1941438991330929227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/02/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-6904704676558895583</id><published>2009-02-20T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:25:54.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad.</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling so sad about E.Tech today.&lt;br /&gt;2 questions, I wrote it wrong at first, and then i changed to the correct one.&lt;br /&gt;And then I changed it to the wrong one again.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FLYING OWL FUCK&lt;br /&gt;Okay it's not exactly both of the questions that fuck me up, I'm just very disappointed in 1 question,&lt;br /&gt;This fucking input, output, efficiency shit. Yes you know that, we learnt that during secondary school in physics.&lt;br /&gt;But still, I fucked that whole shit up.&lt;br /&gt;If I just did that question right, I won't be so sad as I am now.&lt;br /&gt;Somemore Charles told me yesterday that if they say supply or input, it's the 100% efficiency.&lt;br /&gt;I chose to do it MY way, and gone. Buaylun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad, so sad, so sad..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-6904704676558895583?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/6904704676558895583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=6904704676558895583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/6904704676558895583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/6904704676558895583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/02/sad.html' title='sad.'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-9130488849907234895</id><published>2009-02-15T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T21:47:48.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK, AND FUCK YOU</title><content type='html'>I just don't get it, you guys done it last time, and then it stopped, and now it started all over again.&lt;br /&gt;What's the deal in all these? What have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to leave me out totally?&lt;br /&gt;At least, you guys could just fucking ask.&lt;br /&gt;Just, Fucking, Ask. Is it that hard?&lt;br /&gt;And then when I ask why you guys give me some shitass excuses and a 'sry',&lt;br /&gt;And except me to forget as if nothing happened,&lt;br /&gt;By hey, I guess I totally forgot to add '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I fucking hate to be left out&lt;/span&gt;' a few posts back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously man, what the hell is wrong with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, but I have to shout it out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-9130488849907234895?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/9130488849907234895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=9130488849907234895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/9130488849907234895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/9130488849907234895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/02/fuck-and-fuck-you.html' title='FUCK, AND FUCK YOU'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-5566923013280288229</id><published>2009-02-15T14:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T14:30:17.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the afternoon</title><content type='html'>I can't study in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;I can't study in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;I can't study in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;I can't study in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;I can't study in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;I can't study in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;I can't study in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;I can't study in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;I can't study in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;I can't study in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;I can't study in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T STUDY IN THE AFTERNOOOOOOOOOON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it's hopeless one way or another.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-5566923013280288229?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/5566923013280288229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=5566923013280288229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/5566923013280288229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/5566923013280288229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-afternoon.html' title='in the afternoon'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-3665533347465912504</id><published>2009-02-14T17:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T17:22:48.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy, valentines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SZaNVqV98vI/AAAAAAAAAJI/nxDJ91Gr9O4/s1600-h/valentine-day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SZaNVqV98vI/AAAAAAAAAJI/nxDJ91Gr9O4/s320/valentine-day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302581014558536434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a lovely valentines day.&lt;br /&gt;Today is also, a lonely day, for me, and let me guess, most of us. Lol&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm feeling so sad either, like there's no..... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mood &lt;/span&gt;to do anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;But I still did some things afterall today,&lt;br /&gt;Gyming and chilling at ma fizzo's crib&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your valentines people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-3665533347465912504?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/3665533347465912504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=3665533347465912504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/3665533347465912504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/3665533347465912504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines.html' title='happy, valentines'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SZaNVqV98vI/AAAAAAAAAJI/nxDJ91Gr9O4/s72-c/valentine-day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-3044062298439176724</id><published>2009-02-12T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:02:24.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry my ass</title><content type='html'>Thehell is wrong with my connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We're sorry...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;... but your query looks similar to automated requests from a computer virus or spyware application. To protect our users, we can't process your request right now.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We'll restore your access as quickly as possible, so try again soon. In the meantime, if you suspect that your computer or network has been infected, you might want to run a &lt;a href="http://www.download.com/Antivirus/3150-2239-0.html"&gt; virus checker&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.download.com/sort/3150-8022-0-1-4.html"&gt;spyware remover&lt;/a&gt; to make sure that your systems are free of viruses and other spurious software.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We apologize for the inconvenience, and hope we'll see you again on Google."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bullshit. Freaking happened after I cleared my cookies. Now I can't see any google pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Booo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Test today GG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-3044062298439176724?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/3044062298439176724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=3044062298439176724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/3044062298439176724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/3044062298439176724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/02/sorry-my-ass.html' title='sorry my ass'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-4969983752281239419</id><published>2009-02-11T17:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T17:06:34.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 8th miracle on earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uLjqzEjt3GE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uLjqzEjt3GE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-4969983752281239419?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/4969983752281239419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=4969983752281239419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/4969983752281239419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/4969983752281239419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/02/8th-miracle-on-earth.html' title='the 8th miracle on earth'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-8425975632369030929</id><published>2009-02-10T18:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T19:44:49.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i like you, i dont like you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SZFSdkKqNDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/BvWvBTYlp4Q/s1600-h/The_Clash_of_Shapes__by_HeroHosami.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SZFSdkKqNDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/BvWvBTYlp4Q/s320/The_Clash_of_Shapes__by_HeroHosami.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301108904269853746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The clash of shapes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Credits to Deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to be reassured.&lt;br /&gt;I like to make people laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I like to be a pessimist, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I like to study for short hours.&lt;br /&gt;I like the easy way out.&lt;br /&gt;I like to be a perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to wait.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to keep things to myself.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to memorise things.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly,&lt;br /&gt;I don't like those kids yesterday who were making a fool out of themselves totally in public.&lt;br /&gt;And I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt; fat females who act as if they're some princess.&lt;br /&gt;God please save them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm serious, and it's random.&lt;br /&gt;Leave a tag if you want, because my tagboard = GG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-8425975632369030929?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/8425975632369030929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=8425975632369030929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/8425975632369030929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/8425975632369030929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-like-you-i-dont-like-you.html' title='i like you, i dont like you'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SZFSdkKqNDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/BvWvBTYlp4Q/s72-c/The_Clash_of_Shapes__by_HeroHosami.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-7173969489456350191</id><published>2009-02-05T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T22:24:09.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>schemers</title><content type='html'>Today and yesterday were both normal days. Maybe a little on the, pissed off side.&lt;br /&gt;Nah I rather not talk about it, a bit pointless to talk about it lol.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, about today, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Kelvin&lt;/span&gt; is a schemer.&lt;br /&gt;A SCHEMERRRRRRRRRRR HOLY SHITZEL PRETZEL SECKS&lt;br /&gt;I got owned pretty badly by him, 'unknowingly'. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Bro if you're seeing this, relax, I'm just laughing about it. Chill mon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams in less than 2 weeks time!&lt;br /&gt;OMGEGGXITED&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm catching up to E.Mtrls already, my other subjects are quite so-so, I think I can managed.&lt;br /&gt;Next thursday's CRS arguementative essay. SHIT&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's it for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S. If I pissed anyone off recently, apologies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-7173969489456350191?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/7173969489456350191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=7173969489456350191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/7173969489456350191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/7173969489456350191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/02/schemers.html' title='schemers'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-1333181512321181651</id><published>2009-02-03T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:37:54.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kick his arse.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ppxIsei7yBk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ppxIsei7yBk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Awesomee.&lt;br /&gt;Kick his ass, Man Utd for the title boys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-1333181512321181651?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/1333181512321181651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=1333181512321181651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/1333181512321181651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/1333181512321181651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/02/kick-his-arse.html' title='kick his arse.'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-9008790325441060822</id><published>2009-02-01T13:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T15:45:27.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday</title><content type='html'>The past 2 days were awesome, something to feel good about knowing that exams are around the freaking corner and I have to study soon.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about that I haven't really studied much and E.Materials, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOLY SHIT.&lt;/span&gt; I've having nightmares about Social Studies already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Willie, Carlson, Erasmus, Clement and Kienan came over on Friday night for our reunion dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong-ed after that, I kept losing at first, never won one at all, and then we took a break,&lt;br /&gt;Went up to DotA or some other things, before going back down to continue.&lt;br /&gt;And I can feel lady luck shining on me because I won 6 games in a row. LOOOL&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, everyone was dead beat already, and everyone including me got knocked out till 12pm or so,&lt;br /&gt;Before they celebrated my birthday with a cake they bought.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys, didn't expect that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then headed over to Jon's place for another reunion, with this year not so packed as last year&lt;br /&gt;His house is still awesome, billard table, Karaoke system, and everything you want.&lt;br /&gt;They surprised me later on with another cake, I didn't really expect that, but somehow I know something was in for me. Lol&lt;br /&gt;Most of them went home after celebrating, and when 12am struck, it's official baby!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'M 18TH, 4D TOTOTOTOTOTOTOTOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Jon gave me 1 whole cup of some 43% alchohol drink + mostly water and I didn't want to drink all at first,&lt;br /&gt;Scared that later I went drunk and do some stupid things. Lol&lt;br /&gt;But I end up drinking the whole thing, wasn't as bad as I thought, was quite nice though. Ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;To end off the 2 days, Man Utd coast to another 1-0 victory against Everton, and another clean sheet. Yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, a happy birthday to me, big thanks to those who wished me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-9008790325441060822?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/9008790325441060822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=9008790325441060822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/9008790325441060822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/9008790325441060822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-7867820411395555629</id><published>2009-01-28T13:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:49:01.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0-5 !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SX_xAQTZ-hI/AAAAAAAAAI4/hEXSa0kiF8U/s1600-h/42566_hp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SX_xAQTZ-hI/AAAAAAAAAI4/hEXSa0kiF8U/s320/42566_hp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296216673489648146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;West Brom 0 - 5 Manchester United (In order : Berbatov, Tevez, Vidic, Ronaldo, Ronaldo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes as you can see. 5 GOALS PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SX_w2HWybUI/AAAAAAAAAIw/2JkcCCYGrSg/s1600-h/picsrv.manutd.com.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 119px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SX_w2HWybUI/AAAAAAAAAIw/2JkcCCYGrSg/s320/picsrv.manutd.com.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296216499289222466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, not forgetting the man whom I think we all should really praise, 11 consecutive clean sheets for him !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's fine. Red packets are awesomemiotvfootballchannelz.&lt;br /&gt;I got back my electronics lab test today, 86/100, not bad if you take into consideration that I don't know circuits shit.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the schemer in my class, 97/100 for class test, 98/100 for lab test.&lt;br /&gt;WTHHH I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;/span&gt; HATE SCHEMERS!&lt;br /&gt;Especially those who sleep the most in class and do nothing in school~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'DotA' group reunion at my place this Friday, Jon's this Sat,&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be great, for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-7867820411395555629?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/7867820411395555629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=7867820411395555629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/7867820411395555629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/7867820411395555629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/01/0-5.html' title='0-5 !'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SX_xAQTZ-hI/AAAAAAAAAI4/hEXSa0kiF8U/s72-c/42566_hp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-4995328482470712816</id><published>2009-01-26T20:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T21:13:59.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breathe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/QnWH1ncb_y"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/QnWH1ncb_y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/bobezus/music/xUmZ776W/lifehouse_breathing/"&gt;Breathing - Lifehouse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid gray; width: 320px; font-family: arial,verdana,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="padding: 5px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 20px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Being Alone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 200px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 89%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="border: medium none ; margin: 10px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black;"&gt;While you may act like you don't care on the outside, on the inside your biggest fear is being alone. You can be quite shy and reserved. You feel like a lot of times people don't really see the real you. You're afraid that no one will really truly love you, and that you will be alone for the rest of your life. On the inside you are great person, so just remember that and don't let your shy nature get the best of you! If you don't want to be a lone then you need to make an effort to be with someone. Show the people that you care about that you really love them, and chances are someone will always be there, even if you think they won't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Losing Someone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 76%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Death&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 46%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Looked down on&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 24%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Disappointment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 23%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Where Your life is Going&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 20%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Commitment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 4%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="padding: 8px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_is_your_true_fear"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this quiz on Gab's gf blog, and thought that maybe I should just try it out for fun,&lt;br /&gt;And it turn out that most, or should I say the whole thing is quite true for me. Lol, good quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-4995328482470712816?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/4995328482470712816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=4995328482470712816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/4995328482470712816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/4995328482470712816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-remains-same.html' title='breathe'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677755298840778640.post-1488368519256110644</id><published>2009-01-24T16:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T16:59:24.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seven pounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SXrXnXKLKTI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ahh0wHSjxzU/s1600-h/seven-pounds-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SXrXnXKLKTI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ahh0wHSjxzU/s320/seven-pounds-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294781383158999346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;It's about 7 names of 7 strangers if you're wondering why it's 7 pounds, I think.&lt;br /&gt;I totally got no clue what was it about in the beginning, I almost wanted to stop watching it and go to sleep but nah, stayed on.&lt;br /&gt;But towards the end, got the idea what was he doing and such, and wow, it's a nice and touching show&lt;br /&gt;2 thumbs up !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tagboard's getting very dull and boring. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I had a wish, I'll wish for every little thing to be alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6677755298840778640-1488368519256110644?l=plainrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/1488368519256110644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6677755298840778640&amp;postID=1488368519256110644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/1488368519256110644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6677755298840778640/posts/default/1488368519256110644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plainrecords.blogspot.com/2009/01/seven-pounds.html' title='seven pounds'/><author><name>They call me Bjorn.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16906279412136536427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/Sc0QbuEkLzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cIW2BdA7ecI/S220/IMG_9286.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eidY3s-LU-k/SXrXnXKLKTI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ahh0wHSjxzU/s72-c/seven-pounds-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
