<?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-1861032991289512613</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:27:37.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What are truth and lies?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-5045656600383969126</id><published>2010-05-10T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T07:59:39.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been ages since i last post. Today i decided to post a short story.&lt;br /&gt;Some may find it familar, some don't. Regardless, i will still post it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that silent night, I stood there waiting. It was unexpectedly quiet and the only sounds were the chilly breeze and my heavy breaths. &lt;br /&gt;Time inched slowly, every minute seems eternal. Never did I expect myself to be here tonight as I was once struggling with such a difficult and complicated dilemma. &lt;br /&gt;The burden was unbearable, my mind was blank; and it was undoubtedly nerve-wrecking. It was as though imprisoned in a void, lost all thoughts and emotions; like a corpse. &lt;br /&gt;I grasped tightly to the box, praying that this would go well. Time and the continually building pressure was a slow torment. I had high hopes that this would work out smoothly, some label this as naivety, I call this stupidity; as little did I know that this would be the biggest letdown in my entire life. &lt;br /&gt;I sighed and stared at the watch as i continued to wait; taking a step closer to a tragedy that I never predicted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-5045656600383969126?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/5045656600383969126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/5045656600383969126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-been-ages-since-i-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-270184048954761988</id><published>2010-03-10T08:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T09:07:22.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i am losing interest in blogging already.&lt;br /&gt;Guess partly is due to im darn lazy to log in and&lt;br /&gt;what for i type out my own thoughts for myself to read it. &lt;br /&gt;I may consider twitter or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, I'm finally going to korea on friday!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been there a couple of times in the past,&lt;br /&gt;but i was young then, i didnt know wth is chiobu and what not.&lt;br /&gt;So, this maybe the only time where i really experience korea. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I dun think the entire population in korea is as pretty/handsome as&lt;br /&gt;the ones pictured in their videos etc.&lt;br /&gt;But it will still be a wonderful experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then weeks after, will be going bintan with friends.&lt;br /&gt;That I'm look damn forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;Teng, Yap and I have some plans there. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between would be helping qx auntie sell clothes.&lt;br /&gt;I dun mind a quick buck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holidays no doubt is short but it is the most fruitful&lt;br /&gt;compared to the previous holidays i had; especially the 6-month&lt;br /&gt;pre poly holidays. That was literally hell, 6 months of staying-home&lt;br /&gt;no job, no activities, it really make u feel life is lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i promised myself to pick up jujitsu with loh but i guess&lt;br /&gt;the schedule is too ridiculously packed. And i also wanna take up piano&lt;br /&gt;or something, its a pretty sweet instrument. Guess all these are just&lt;br /&gt;talk and thoughts. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday will be the day, i say goodbye to Singapore. &lt;br /&gt;For now, its just dreamland. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-270184048954761988?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/270184048954761988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=270184048954761988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/270184048954761988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/270184048954761988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-think-i-am-losing-interest-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-350106150922927260</id><published>2010-02-09T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T04:57:55.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess after the talk with him at the train back, i have decided on one thing.&lt;br /&gt;Although rejections maybe painful but still have to face it.&lt;br /&gt;I think it still must wait after exams. &lt;br /&gt;It was said that this year was a good year for me to get in love and they better not lie.&lt;br /&gt;Taurus and Libra get together well don't they? I think....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-350106150922927260?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/350106150922927260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=350106150922927260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/350106150922927260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/350106150922927260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-guess-after-talk-with-him-at-train.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-1290884003937672515</id><published>2010-01-30T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T04:21:31.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams and CNY are both inching closer. &lt;br /&gt;Can't really express in words how ridiculous it is for both of them&lt;br /&gt;to come together.&lt;br /&gt;It's like there are 365 days to choose from but it just have to fall during CNY.&lt;br /&gt;I think there is still no choice but to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently been noticing a couple of things.&lt;br /&gt;It has really dawned on me that love's really an irony.&lt;br /&gt;You must first start of as friends then after, you begin to love that someone.&lt;br /&gt;But even if that love ends, it is then even harder to become friends again.&lt;br /&gt;It's like an hourglass, it will continually flow, and it's never in your control&lt;br /&gt;to ever stop it.&lt;br /&gt;And so many wished that the hourglass will flow eternally and never stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-1290884003937672515?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1290884003937672515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=1290884003937672515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/1290884003937672515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/1290884003937672515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2010/01/exams-and-cny-are-both-inching-closer.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-452706695840565875</id><published>2010-01-17T06:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T07:02:35.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This shall be the 1st post i make in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;I will bury all the bad memories in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;This will be the start of a good year. I'm sure of it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is certainly a frightening thing.&lt;br /&gt;Time really flies and its already nearing the end of semb 2.&lt;br /&gt;It seems just like yesterday since i just entered poly.&lt;br /&gt;I've known great friends and i hope it remains that way.&lt;br /&gt;You're thinking really changes and you will never notice it in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, i commit quite abit of mistakes and really had abit of regret.&lt;br /&gt;I hope i don't have to again this year and hopefully forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the self-reflection, i guess this is what happens when you are stuck &lt;br /&gt;at home during the weekends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to do some project. Ciao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Exams during new year sucks. Gambling and studying should never come together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-452706695840565875?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/452706695840565875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=452706695840565875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/452706695840565875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/452706695840565875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-shall-be-1st-post-i-make-in-2010.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-8054355891432326800</id><published>2009-12-29T08:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T08:20:52.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the very last post of 2009. (:&lt;br /&gt;Have been neglecting this personal space of mine for ages.&lt;br /&gt;It seems that there are people reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, been hanging out with both secondary and poly frens.&lt;br /&gt;Great time chilling out. &lt;br /&gt;It's seriously great spending quality time with frens. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QmzN37j4z0I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&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/QmzN37j4z0I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song means quite abit, and it kinda describes my feelings right now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not entirely lost but rather unsure what to do.&lt;br /&gt;It's either a yes or no.&lt;br /&gt;2 simple words seem so hard to accept.&lt;br /&gt;Not willing to give up but at the same time afraid to fall.&lt;br /&gt;What irony, what dilemma...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-8054355891432326800?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8054355891432326800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=8054355891432326800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/8054355891432326800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/8054355891432326800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-is-very-last-post-of-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-1730884390383172345</id><published>2009-12-08T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T06:05:05.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously im lost.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, can someone really enlighten me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-1730884390383172345?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1730884390383172345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=1730884390383172345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/1730884390383172345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/1730884390383172345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/12/seriously-im-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-5052676400729477144</id><published>2009-11-21T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T03:09:37.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradox.</title><content type='html'>Unconditional love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People just want to be loved unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;People just want to be at the receiving end of an unconditional love.&lt;br /&gt;But the only way to be loved unconditionally is to love that someone&lt;br /&gt;unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;It is only natural and perfectly normal.&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, if we love someone unconditionally and hoping for that someone to &lt;br /&gt;love you back; it is not unconditional love anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Moral of this is that waiting for someone to love you without you loving that someone is never possible.&lt;br /&gt;It has been a mutual emotion and it will forever be. &lt;br /&gt;Thus, you want someone to love you, start loving that someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-5052676400729477144?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5052676400729477144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=5052676400729477144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/5052676400729477144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/5052676400729477144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/11/paradox.html' title='Paradox.'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-3871615960778965341</id><published>2009-11-16T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T07:29:00.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For the 1st time chengni shared something good.&lt;br /&gt;It very soothing and rarely do i like instrumentals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a mix of two of my favourite songs as well.&lt;br /&gt;And it is dedicated to his daughter, how sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x0EvReA9jBo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&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/x0EvReA9jBo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a slower, somewhat like acoustic version of Kara's Mister cover by Nadia.&lt;br /&gt;Her vocals are kinda good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qs1BHz2S6hI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&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/Qs1BHz2S6hI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="340"&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/1861032991289512613-3871615960778965341?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3871615960778965341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=3871615960778965341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/3871615960778965341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/3871615960778965341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-1st-time-chengni-shared-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-444474702516175732</id><published>2009-11-13T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T23:54:24.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This song spoke a story.&lt;br /&gt;It condensed everything i thought and i felt into lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/THS-KRvu7c4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&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/THS-KRvu7c4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="340"&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/1861032991289512613-444474702516175732?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/444474702516175732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=444474702516175732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/444474702516175732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/444474702516175732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-song-spoke-story.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-4384327495913739111</id><published>2009-11-12T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T05:18:37.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love just a very short word comprising of 4 simple alphabets.&lt;br /&gt;It is so simple just to say it but yet a challenge just to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SvwIz33ye3I/AAAAAAAAAC8/GH2bT8oieTU/s1600-h/crossroads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SvwIz33ye3I/AAAAAAAAAC8/GH2bT8oieTU/s320/crossroads.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403203340202048370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Love is a dilemma, more often it feels like choosing a road when you are stuck at the centre of the crossroad. &lt;br /&gt;Most of the times it turns out to be a regret, but actually both are just that how you are going to face it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of times i thought to myself, why is there no guidebook for love?&lt;br /&gt;And i bet alot of people have actually thought of this question as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SvwKLMl_MUI/AAAAAAAAADE/x-ktlfhMQgM/s1600-h/9780762412440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SvwKLMl_MUI/AAAAAAAAADE/x-ktlfhMQgM/s320/9780762412440.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403204840413147458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila. Kinda strange that anyone would actually write such a ridiculous book.&lt;br /&gt;But this is still the very 1st time i really ever thought so hard whether to take that step or really just keep it never known.&lt;br /&gt;Even if i were to decide on which road to choose, would it lead me to what i really wanted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, i found this book particularly useful to Wilson. Although i think he is quite skilled at it but i think the book would be quite useful for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SvwLGjWsRNI/AAAAAAAAADM/3vq8y71wFPA/s1600-h/Image_%3D_Extortion_for_Dummies.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SvwLGjWsRNI/AAAAAAAAADM/3vq8y71wFPA/s320/Image_%3D_Extortion_for_Dummies.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403205860135290066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-4384327495913739111?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4384327495913739111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=4384327495913739111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/4384327495913739111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/4384327495913739111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-just-very-short-word-comprising-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SvwIz33ye3I/AAAAAAAAAC8/GH2bT8oieTU/s72-c/crossroads.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-3799561811119602675</id><published>2009-11-08T07:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T07:56:12.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw this on sofiana's blog. Pretty cool. &lt;br /&gt;For once google earth had some interesting use.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda bored from doing tutorials and did this.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/Svbp9DIzFvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ERVv5kmBNcM/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 151px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/Svbp9DIzFvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ERVv5kmBNcM/s320/Untitled.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401762038100989682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess i will be going back to do more tutorials. &lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-3799561811119602675?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/Svbp9DIzFvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ERVv5kmBNcM/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-5554601684641260230</id><published>2009-11-06T05:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T05:09:11.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fell in love with the song down.&lt;br /&gt;I know its kinda old but still....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The acoustic version is better than the original.&lt;br /&gt;Actually all music after being acoustic-fied sounds better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy on the piano is the guy who sang the michael jackson medley&lt;br /&gt;that was so famous on yahoo for a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k-vorcTAHGQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/k-vorcTAHGQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" 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/1861032991289512613-5554601684641260230?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5554601684641260230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=5554601684641260230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/5554601684641260230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/5554601684641260230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/11/fell-in-love-with-song-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-7532558307765146346</id><published>2009-11-03T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T08:00:22.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KPOP Fashion Part 1</title><content type='html'>Today's post will all be about korean fashion.&lt;br /&gt;Not any regular fashion, fashion that is exclusive to only bids;&lt;br /&gt;and secondly it is so fucking expensive, you wonder WHY and i repeat&lt;br /&gt;WHY, WHY, WHY on earth they would spend so much on it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SvAfMg9KFlI/AAAAAAAAACE/vwtUhXAwVFg/s1600-h/SNSD_Chocolate_Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SvAfMg9KFlI/AAAAAAAAACE/vwtUhXAwVFg/s320/SNSD_Chocolate_Love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399850253082564178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the white 1 piece dress from their latest MV, Chocolate love.&lt;br /&gt;Unique points: Not much maybe being exclusive&lt;br /&gt;Price: $ 8061 SGD, it varies depending on who's you wanna get.&lt;br /&gt;Price for 2 piece outfit: $ 3120 SGD, also varies as well.&lt;br /&gt;Price for all: Feeling rich? $ 49252 SGD (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nickhun's Outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SvAivEVPwVI/AAAAAAAAACU/_r2kFDP1bnY/s1600-h/G04014.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SvAivEVPwVI/AAAAAAAAACU/_r2kFDP1bnY/s320/G04014.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399854145229275474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price: $ 13531 SGD, Worst is yet to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taecyeon's Outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SvAja_wciQI/AAAAAAAAACk/PtX3Sl5Y7fI/s1600-h/G04015.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SvAja_wciQI/AAAAAAAAACk/PtX3Sl5Y7fI/s320/G04015.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399854899915426050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price: $ 15630 SGD, Interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooyoung's Outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SvAjR05XkTI/AAAAAAAAACc/ZZGb9Q5pSko/s1600-h/G04013.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SvAjR05XkTI/AAAAAAAAACc/ZZGb9Q5pSko/s320/G04013.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399854742381236530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price: $ 41020 SGD, gettin crazier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Jaebeom's Outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SvAj_JHxIMI/AAAAAAAAACs/7muYD8H4SmM/s1600-h/G04011.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SvAj_JHxIMI/AAAAAAAAACs/7muYD8H4SmM/s320/G04011.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399855520904454338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is fucking ridiculous. The top plus bottom is effectively 1 house plus 1 car possibly enough to take care of 2 kids and plus some extras to put in a fixed deposit. For car lovers it could equal to the newest lamborghini and possibly plus&lt;br /&gt;another 2 newest ferrari for your pet dog and cat to drive.&lt;br /&gt;The price for the 2 is TWO MILLION THREE HUNDRED AND NINETY FOUR THOUSAND EIGHT HUNDRED. Those for the number lovers, its $ 2394800 SGD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allkpop.com/index.php/full_story/jaebeoms_outfit_now_worth_2_million_dollars/P100/"&gt;http://www.allkpop.com/index.php/full_story/jaebeoms_outfit_now_worth_2_million_dollars/P100/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this bid SUCCESSFULLY goes through, it would be the world's highest auction bid.&lt;br /&gt;Beating Marilyn Monroe's “Happy Birthday Mr. President” Dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His shirt and pants is half of my retirement fund right there.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways this is all for part 1. The auctions are still ON. &lt;br /&gt;There WILL be a part 2 for this. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-7532558307765146346?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7532558307765146346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=7532558307765146346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/7532558307765146346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/7532558307765146346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/11/kpop-fashion-part-1.html' title='KPOP Fashion Part 1'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SvAfMg9KFlI/AAAAAAAAACE/vwtUhXAwVFg/s72-c/SNSD_Chocolate_Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-6453156828484912387</id><published>2009-11-01T02:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T03:06:44.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been quite a while since i last posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's been a total bore, especially IT and web application.&lt;br /&gt;A project that uses only special websites; super boring.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways on a brighter note, has been spending time with classmates&lt;br /&gt;at Kevin's chalet. Really like our 2nd home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been moving extremely slowly.&lt;br /&gt;What irony when im always complaining that time moves&lt;br /&gt;ever too quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Guess staying at home during weekends is just impossible for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, been long since i shared some great music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyceavenue - Drops of Jupiter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6_ING1C747Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/6_ING1C747Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Shy that way by Jason mraz and Tristan Prettyman.&lt;br /&gt;They were once a couple but tristan broke up with him in 2006 for G.love &lt;br /&gt;Sad that Jason mraz is so much better than G.love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vTjc5Xtz3ho&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/vTjc5Xtz3ho&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" 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/1861032991289512613-6453156828484912387?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-580216477795333137</id><published>2009-10-23T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T09:03:34.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If ever loving you was a sin.&lt;br /&gt;I am sinned eternally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever wanting to love you is a regret.&lt;br /&gt;I would regret all my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever saying i love you was a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;I would rather it a mistake than never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If loving you was such a bad thing;&lt;br /&gt;Not loving you would be much worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jonathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-580216477795333137?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-9191582094312329463</id><published>2009-10-16T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T09:01:17.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A great last week of holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Especially with a great group of friends.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone for the birthday wishes, cake and treats.&lt;br /&gt;The everyone include rk km lenny justin oth kenni qx sofi yap coke rach&lt;br /&gt;lenny pang germ scouts and lastly alina. Hope i did not miss out anyone.&lt;br /&gt;The scouts INCLUDE MARK LOH JOEL LAM ADEN and although WEE not there but also him.&lt;br /&gt;And the DPA group as well. Happy now zhiyu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything, really guys.&lt;br /&gt;To me it was the best few days of the holidays, although its ending.&lt;br /&gt;Friends are truly the best gifts that one could ever have on their birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to dig up my old quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Friends are companions that follow you through this world brimming with conceit. They are like the full-stop that appears at the end of every sentence. Without them, your life is never complete" -Jonathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-9191582094312329463?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/9191582094312329463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=9191582094312329463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/9191582094312329463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/9191582094312329463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/10/great-last-week-of-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-4719940283791491556</id><published>2009-10-14T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T02:59:49.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im heading out for pang's dinner and then km's bbq.&lt;br /&gt;The very very lucky thing is that it stopped raining.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i wanna do a short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i have been really not watching tv for a fucking long time.&lt;br /&gt;Cause i think the guy steven lim or steven lee, forgot his name.&lt;br /&gt;He approached me and asked me to work for mediacorp or some shit.&lt;br /&gt;I was laughing at him la, he had this very perverted look.&lt;br /&gt;Ok my first impression of him was like pervert.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways then my friend told me he was last time act at mediacorp de.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously wondered what happened to him after all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda knew he was a fraud, i guess he should work on his dressing.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously still don't know who is he sia. lols. But i did found a pic of him.&lt;br /&gt;Shan't post it here. But really, the change is huge. Guess that people really DO &lt;br /&gt;change after a couple of years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mainartists.com/actors/StevenLim.asp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao~ gonna be late real soon. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-4719940283791491556?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4719940283791491556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=4719940283791491556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/4719940283791491556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/4719940283791491556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-heading-out-for-pangs-dinner-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-2679146835423354372</id><published>2009-10-13T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T08:38:40.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello all! Today has been a busy day with work and all.&lt;br /&gt;Alina treated me to a meal today. Really thanks alot! haha! (:&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, noticed that we 2 are really fail at camwhoring. lols.&lt;br /&gt;We can have the camera in front of us but nothing is captured. &lt;br /&gt;Seriously, today's meal was great and really thankful for that. hah!&lt;br /&gt;Later in the night, headed down to work, not quite as hectic and &lt;br /&gt;twice as fun. &lt;br /&gt;Today's been fun although busy. Tommorrow would be another busier day.&lt;br /&gt;But on the bright side they said that i need not report to work 2mr. Woooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, lurbbex eu 1314 3344 xoxo &lt;3 alina (joking ah). That was hard to type. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/StSdpGEI6GI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Te0llWbtX-g/s1600-h/DSC04410+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/StSdpGEI6GI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Te0llWbtX-g/s320/DSC04410+edit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392107983197497442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-2679146835423354372?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2679146835423354372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=2679146835423354372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/2679146835423354372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/2679146835423354372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-all-today-has-been-busy-day-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/StSdpGEI6GI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Te0llWbtX-g/s72-c/DSC04410+edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-3798393929502559719</id><published>2009-10-11T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T21:51:23.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a very short story to share.&lt;br /&gt;It's a very funny story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one day, there lived a guy/gay named lenny lai.&lt;br /&gt;He and several friends planned a little surprise for someone named pang.&lt;br /&gt;But in order to do so, he need to call pang's friend.&lt;br /&gt;So..... he is suppose to sms his cousin to ask for that friend.&lt;br /&gt;Ok... the sms was finished and the plans were ready.&lt;br /&gt;Lenny pressed send.... and it was to pang.&lt;br /&gt;The sms last sentence was like "We have a surprise for pang"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lenny is seriously one of the kuku-est friend i ever had. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, lenny hope u are not offended from this. (Well i know you won't)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-3798393929502559719?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3798393929502559719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=3798393929502559719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/3798393929502559719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/3798393929502559719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-very-short-story-to-share.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-4131918455207590363</id><published>2009-10-08T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T10:05:50.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello folks. (I change already hor QX)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays finally ending in a week's time or probably so.&lt;br /&gt;I just found this telemarketing job, rather flexible and pay is reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;I think the best thing about the job is that the people there are &lt;br /&gt;rather friendly.&lt;br /&gt;We need more work environment the same as this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today is already 9th october. 6 more days till i finally turn 17.&lt;br /&gt;It's a rather useless age actually, you cant do much stuff either.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to take up a part-time job at 7-11 at my condo.&lt;br /&gt;But they need 18 and above. Such a good workplace too...&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you reporting to work just by taking a lift down.&lt;br /&gt;Ain't that fabulous?&lt;br /&gt;I just seriously pray hard that they won't close down till i turn 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a song i wanna share. It's snsd and shinee special stage.&lt;br /&gt;It's one of the best performance so far. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ZDr2dTt6-M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/8ZDr2dTt6-M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="340"&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/1861032991289512613-4131918455207590363?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4131918455207590363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=4131918455207590363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/4131918455207590363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/4131918455207590363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-folks.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-2245424428054129624</id><published>2009-10-03T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T21:11:42.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people. Lots of things happened within this short week.&lt;br /&gt;I failed to do a lot of things lately.&lt;br /&gt;But at least I completed what was undone a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to look for a job at least to earn some quick bucks.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I can find one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I'm more dedicated to the guitar. Thanks to melvin and lenny.&lt;br /&gt;The guitar sessions with them are always made fun. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;It's really amazing what you can actually express through a guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyways, this is john butler trio whom kevin claims as my second "god".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6VAkOhXIsI0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/6VAkOhXIsI0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" 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/1861032991289512613-2245424428054129624?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2245424428054129624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=2245424428054129624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/2245424428054129624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/2245424428054129624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-4450267384835186317</id><published>2009-09-27T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T07:45:28.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people. &lt;br /&gt;Holidays are slowly inching to the end.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder is that a good or a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways i noticed that everytime i blogged,&lt;br /&gt;i would introduced some of my favourite singers.&lt;br /&gt;Well, today is one of Aj Rafael's new song: When You Say (Juicebox)&lt;br /&gt;He has the potential to achieve better and be more famous.&lt;br /&gt;He knows the piano, guitar, ukelele and the drums?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jElK14k-Q5E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/jElK14k-Q5E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i will be going for a chalet 2mr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also the time to end it once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;It was once an issue, now it is not; it became a ridiculous comedy.&lt;br /&gt;Some people really do not wake up, do they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, gtg. Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-4450267384835186317?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4450267384835186317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=4450267384835186317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/4450267384835186317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/4450267384835186317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-5405248372000243795</id><published>2009-09-21T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T10:01:38.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's a mistake. It's a regret. And it's in the past.&lt;br /&gt;You can't forget it neither can you revive it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered this very chill-out love song.&lt;br /&gt;This song was the 1st song that described my feelings so well.&lt;br /&gt;Other than the naughty song that jason mraz wrote "Butterfly"&lt;br /&gt;This somewhat tells a story of a guy that really wants a girl.&lt;br /&gt;Or at least that is how i view it to be.&lt;br /&gt;For all his songs, especially the album "We Sing, We dance, We steal things"&lt;br /&gt;all the songs are packed with very meaningful lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give his songs a try. Especially those who are constantly love-sick. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a more unique version. It is from his casa-nova sessions. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CusGBZh5V_4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/CusGBZh5V_4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Guess i go sleep now. Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-5405248372000243795?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5405248372000243795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=5405248372000243795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/5405248372000243795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/5405248372000243795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-mistake.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-6194254572252959917</id><published>2009-09-14T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T10:26:19.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/Sq57Ik5KspI/AAAAAAAAAB0/llF39tzPnds/s1600-h/cinderella-man-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/Sq57Ik5KspI/AAAAAAAAAB0/llF39tzPnds/s320/cinderella-man-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381373992026944146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the few korean drama that i am currently watching.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly is because yoona of SNSD is in it, and also KSW who acted in &lt;br /&gt;"stairway to heaven" is in it as well.&lt;br /&gt;The other 2, well they are not as famous so who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the plot except for one thing.&lt;br /&gt;Can the directors of korean drama STOP, i mean STOP the love triangles.&lt;br /&gt;It's getting sick where love triangles appear in every drama and it&lt;br /&gt;evolved to a more hilarious love quadrangles. &lt;br /&gt;But it is still good, even though the ratings did not even match up, not even&lt;br /&gt;close to "You are my destiny".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone should give this show a try. It's good and it can certainly entertain &lt;br /&gt;for a good couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess i should sleep already. Goodnight. Ciao (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-6194254572252959917?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6194254572252959917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=6194254572252959917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/6194254572252959917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/6194254572252959917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-one-of-few-korean-drama-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/Sq57Ik5KspI/AAAAAAAAAB0/llF39tzPnds/s72-c/cinderella-man-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-7964873942459310551</id><published>2009-09-10T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T23:17:17.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys. It's been a hectic week. &lt;br /&gt;Chilled with a lot of friends in a short amount of time. &lt;br /&gt;Get to fill in with each other regarding our lives.&lt;br /&gt;Particularly Titus. He is under hella lots of stress.&lt;br /&gt;But i think he will still do well. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am literally burnt. Sunblocks don't work. &lt;br /&gt;Well, at least for me i guess.&lt;br /&gt;We chilled at icekimo in the night.&lt;br /&gt;Played a game where the real pig did not become the pig.&lt;br /&gt;How ironic right? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Lastly. I dunno how many people who reads my blog knows about a korean band known as "2pm".&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't heard, Jaebum quitted 2pm and flew back to America.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i dun usually blog stuff regarding korean bands etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;But this is hella interesting and VERY VERY hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;He gotten himself screwed, YES i meant SCREWED entirely by 4 posts on myspace 4 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;The main point of the 4 posts is this "Korea is gay..... i hate koreans".&lt;br /&gt;Unlike any other sex scandals, huge defamatory events that ruins singers' career.&lt;br /&gt;What we have here is a less-than-10-word post that caused a huge commotion and lastly resulting him quitting.&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you think that these 4 posts posted FOUR (i just have to emphasize this)&lt;br /&gt;years ago ruined him was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;We have another 3000 netizens petitioning him to commit suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality and common sense tells me that yes these posts generate hate towards you.&lt;br /&gt;And it may yes drop your reputation as well. And yes i know, people will support him much lesser and his ratings will drop, plus all the negative things happening to him.&lt;br /&gt;But just these posts is sufficient for people to asking him to commit suicide. Abit over the edge if you ask me. I understand the amount of hate, but i could not comprehend the depth of the hate that was created. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the swiftness of condemnation of him by the netizens was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;And to me it is as though he had a sex scandal right smack in the middle of Seoul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why so much hate? Where is the forgiving? And lastly, what are they thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways gtg. Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-7964873942459310551?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7964873942459310551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=7964873942459310551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/7964873942459310551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/7964873942459310551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-3320120721655192789</id><published>2009-09-01T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T06:20:34.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holidays have started. Exams are over.&lt;br /&gt;All seem well but i am still ever so clueless on what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Getting a job maybe the best option i have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with my primary school friends. &lt;br /&gt;They have changed so much after 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a rather good song to intro.&lt;br /&gt;Its somewhat like the Gee IU did.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of acoustic, SNSD did a piano version of it.&lt;br /&gt;Rather cool, and for once you can hear sunny's voice solo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aqot4QqjCYU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/aqot4QqjCYU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a short riddle i found rather interesting.&lt;br /&gt;What is the beginning of eternity and end.&lt;br /&gt;The end of space and time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg. Ciao~ (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-3320120721655192789?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3320120721655192789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=3320120721655192789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/3320120721655192789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/3320120721655192789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/09/holidays-have-started.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-1230246194740666482</id><published>2009-08-24T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T05:19:43.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people. No, i am not going to write some "What is ___" topic today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, im going to introduce some oldies to all of you. &lt;br /&gt;Not exactly oldies but these are old songs that some of you may not even &lt;br /&gt;have heard before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time they were quite famous and their pronounciation is VERY accurate;&lt;br /&gt;in addition to that, they sing kinda fast.&lt;br /&gt;Their songs have a somewhat uncanny resemblence to Jason's Mraz Dynamo of Volition or&lt;br /&gt;Wordplay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st, LFO's Summer girls. Pretty catchy tune. I always listened to it when i was young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NHuGG_FsC20&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/NHuGG_FsC20&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd, Barenaked Ladys: One week. Fast-paced and sweet pronounciation. And no, it is not some R21 Band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pPo9ISQpzvM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/pPo9ISQpzvM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before all of you argue that they are actually singing gibberish crap. There are actually &lt;br /&gt;lyrics and it is quite accurate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been one week since you looked at me&lt;br /&gt;****** your head to the side and said "I'm angry"&lt;br /&gt;Five days since you laughed at me saying&lt;br /&gt;"Get that together come back and see me"&lt;br /&gt;Three days since the living room&lt;br /&gt;I realized it's all my fault, but couldn't tell you&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday you'd forgiven me&lt;br /&gt;but it'll still be two days till I say I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold it now and watch the hoodwink&lt;br /&gt;As I make you stop, think&lt;br /&gt;You'll think you're looking at Aquaman&lt;br /&gt;I summon fish to the dish, although I like the Chalet Swiss&lt;br /&gt;I like the sushi &lt;br /&gt;'cause it's never touched a frying pan&lt;br /&gt;Hot like wasabe when I bust rhymes&lt;br /&gt;Big like LeAnn Rimes&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm all about value&lt;br /&gt;Bert Kaempfert's got the mad hits&lt;br /&gt;You try to match wits, you try to hold me but I bust through&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make a break and take a fake&lt;br /&gt;I'd like a stinkin achin shake&lt;br /&gt;I like vanilla, it's the finest of the flavours&lt;br /&gt;Gotta see the show, cause then you'll know&lt;br /&gt;The vertigo is gonna grow&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's so dangerous,&lt;br /&gt;you'll have to sign a waiver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad&lt;br /&gt;I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral&lt;br /&gt;Can't understand what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;Well, you soon will&lt;br /&gt;I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve&lt;br /&gt;I have a history of taking off my shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been one week since you looked at me&lt;br /&gt;Threw your arms in the air&lt;br /&gt;and said "You're crazy"&lt;br /&gt;Five days since you tackled me&lt;br /&gt;I've still got the rug burns on both my knees&lt;br /&gt;It's been three days since the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;You realized it's not my fault&lt;br /&gt;not a moment too soon&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday you'd forgiven me&lt;br /&gt;And now I sit back and wait til you say you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chickity China the Chinese chicken&lt;br /&gt;You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin'&lt;br /&gt;Watchin' X-Files with no lights on&lt;br /&gt;We're dans la maison&lt;br /&gt;I hope the Smoking Man's in this one&lt;br /&gt;Like Harrison Ford I'm getting frantic&lt;br /&gt;Like Sting I'm tantric&lt;br /&gt;Like Snickers, guaranteed to satisfy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Kurasawa I make mad films&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I don't make films&lt;br /&gt;But if I did they'd have a Samurai&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get a set a' better clubs&lt;br /&gt;Gonna find the kind with tiny nubs&lt;br /&gt;Just so my irons aren't always flying off the back-swing&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get in tune with Sailor Moon&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the cartoon has got the boom anime babes&lt;br /&gt;That make me think the wrong thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad&lt;br /&gt;Tryin' hard not to smile though I feel bad&lt;br /&gt;I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral&lt;br /&gt;Can't understand what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;Well, you soon will&lt;br /&gt;I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve&lt;br /&gt;I have a history of losing my shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been one week since you looked at me&lt;br /&gt;Dropped your arms to your sides&lt;br /&gt;and said "I'm sorry"&lt;br /&gt;Five days since I laughed at you and said &lt;br /&gt;"You just did just what I thought you were gonna do"&lt;br /&gt;Three days since the living room&lt;br /&gt;We realized we're both to blame,&lt;br /&gt;but what could we do?&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday you just smiled at me&lt;br /&gt;Cause it'll still be two days till we say we're sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll still be two days till we say we're sorry&lt;br /&gt;It'll still be two days till we say we're sorry&lt;br /&gt;Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg, Study for POA. 3 more exams and its freedom! haha!&lt;br /&gt;Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-1230246194740666482?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1230246194740666482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=1230246194740666482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/1230246194740666482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/1230246194740666482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-4141365163097769413</id><published>2009-08-16T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T00:51:24.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Té Amo;&lt;br /&gt;Je t'aime;&lt;br /&gt;Te adoro;&lt;br /&gt;Amore.&lt;br /&gt;All different forms of love, but they all mean the same.&lt;br /&gt;So what is love?&lt;br /&gt;Is it just a tender, passionate affection for another person?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it something that holds a much deeper meaning?&lt;br /&gt;Love is something that cannot be described by a dictionary;&lt;br /&gt;neither it is meant to be comprehended, it is meant to be felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like searching for gold in a coal mine.&lt;br /&gt;Out of the millions of rubble, one special rock will stand out.&lt;br /&gt;Love is also similar to wielding a sword.&lt;br /&gt;A double-edged sword.&lt;br /&gt;You may successfully wield it, or it may just cut you.&lt;br /&gt;If it cuts you, just move on and wield a second one.&lt;br /&gt;It is that undying determination that allows you to find the perfect blade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love does not gurantee you happiness.&lt;br /&gt;It is the effort that you put in after attaining love that gives you &lt;br /&gt;happiness.&lt;br /&gt;It is like growing a tree through all seasons.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't impossible;&lt;br /&gt;it just requires a lot of effort and hard work.&lt;br /&gt;It is your every effort that you put it, &lt;br /&gt;that makes it able to tide through the winter;&lt;br /&gt;and grow even stronger in the warm summers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many claimed that they never loved anyone.&lt;br /&gt;That's a lie.&lt;br /&gt;They may not have loved anyone, &lt;br /&gt;but it is sure that they have felt a lesser emotion of love.&lt;br /&gt;Infatuation.&lt;br /&gt;Every love starts from this.&lt;br /&gt;Campfires also start from sparks.&lt;br /&gt;It would grow to be a beautiful campfire;&lt;br /&gt;or it would grow to be a wild bonfire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hardest question to answer undoubtedly would be:&lt;br /&gt;"So why do you lovë?"&lt;br /&gt;It has no definite answer at all.&lt;br /&gt;People may list out a hundred, a thousand or a million reasons to love;&lt;br /&gt;but that does not answer the question at all.&lt;br /&gt;It is simply the emotion that causes you to be fearful of letting your partner go.&lt;br /&gt;Love does not require an answer, the word itself answers all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is undoubtedly evident in everyone's lives.&lt;br /&gt;Love is like the climax of your story,&lt;br /&gt;without it, your story is cold and bland.&lt;br /&gt;Love is the strongest emotion of all;&lt;br /&gt;and it is the emotion that does not lie.&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to love, it has no distance.&lt;br /&gt;You and your partner could be million of miles away,&lt;br /&gt;the very bond that both of you share;&lt;br /&gt;and the very love you two have forged remains undaunted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is love?&lt;br /&gt;To me, it is the full-stop that appears at the end of every sentence.&lt;br /&gt;Without it, you are never complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-4141365163097769413?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4141365163097769413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=4141365163097769413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/4141365163097769413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/4141365163097769413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/te-amo-je-taime-te-adoro-amore.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-3319196211717597564</id><published>2009-08-12T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T05:14:24.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just a mere proof of our existance?&lt;br /&gt;If so, why do we live? What is the purpose?&lt;br /&gt;Most goals in life are just mere fantasies.&lt;br /&gt;Lies that makes you think you can attain it.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you attain it, it is nothing you have ever thought about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like you are trapped in a labyrinth with no exits.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping and thinking there is one is the only motivation.&lt;br /&gt;Life is filled with deceit and shrouded by lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is exactly wrong with my life?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is wrong but yet nothing can be right as well.&lt;br /&gt;Throughout your life, you maybe have been doing nothing that you wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you did, it may seem just another regret.&lt;br /&gt;No one is perfect, irony is that we are perfectionists.&lt;br /&gt;Since young, we have been told to do as we are told to.&lt;br /&gt;No complaints, no questions.&lt;br /&gt;But are we doing things that we truly want?&lt;br /&gt;What is the purpose of ambitions and goals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That makes us think what is it that we want.&lt;br /&gt;Time does not stand still for us to think.&lt;br /&gt;As the sands of time erodes the soul;&lt;br /&gt;we are never given the privilege to think.&lt;br /&gt;And that the simplest way out is to follow orders.&lt;br /&gt;Some things in life we've done, we'll never comprehend or liked.&lt;br /&gt;But irony is that it is the easiest solution to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not a simple thing to understand.&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a dilemma. &lt;br /&gt;Your actions cannot be justified as right or wrong;&lt;br /&gt;it depends on your perception of right and wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Every step you take ahead seems like a mistake;&lt;br /&gt;every step back seems like a regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Live life to your fullest" was never true.&lt;br /&gt;When do you know you lived to the fullest?&lt;br /&gt;Do everything that everyone has done or failed to do?&lt;br /&gt;Merely enjoying every phase of your life?&lt;br /&gt;Even so, agony and regret are the consequences of such actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living is tiring and sometimes you wished it will stop.&lt;br /&gt;You are dancing eternally to a hollow, macabre rhythm;&lt;br /&gt;you are on the verge of sanity, your legs feel numb and you wish to stop.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, in life, you are never given the liberty to stop.&lt;br /&gt;Every phase of your life, you are bounded by worries and all other emotions.&lt;br /&gt;You wish to stop for a breather and take a rest.&lt;br /&gt;But you never have and never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been living a life where my life seems to follow a guidebook.&lt;br /&gt;I never understood what i have been doing and i just merely follow.&lt;br /&gt;Instructions, instructions, instructions.&lt;br /&gt;I have been told to earn money, told to get a good career, told to study.&lt;br /&gt;What for? Am i truly happpy?&lt;br /&gt;I will not understand what i'm living for, i doubt i ever will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the end;&lt;br /&gt;What is life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-3319196211717597564?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3319196211717597564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=3319196211717597564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/3319196211717597564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/3319196211717597564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-is-life-is-it-just-mere-proof-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-6301571912781157409</id><published>2009-08-03T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T08:43:36.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A bitter reminiscence of the past.&lt;br /&gt;A comparison to the present. &lt;br /&gt;A memory etched eternally to the mind. &lt;br /&gt;A piture that brings nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;A wonderful past that will never happen again.&lt;br /&gt;A time that cannot be turned back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is too short too waste. &lt;br /&gt;For now it maybe still the present;&lt;br /&gt;at a fleeting glance it will become the past.&lt;br /&gt;-Jon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-6301571912781157409?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6301571912781157409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=6301571912781157409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/6301571912781157409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/6301571912781157409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/bitter-reminiscence-of-past.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-1899334259097351531</id><published>2009-07-30T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T04:49:38.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people. Like the 12934819034729 previous posts before this, the blog is dying.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, maintaining a blog is just as hard for me.&lt;br /&gt;Respect to all those people who can blog practically everyday of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched harry potter and half-blood prince twice, 1st with scouts, 2nd with jo cheryl angie and yuqi. It really packed little or no action, hermione did not even touch the wand at all.&lt;br /&gt;But, but, this is the only sequel that has 3 kissing scenes.&lt;br /&gt;Emma watson became my new idol, she IS getting hotter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that:&lt;br /&gt;Emma watson has 10 million pounds in assets&lt;br /&gt;She can score 8 As and 2 A*s in her GSCE exams&lt;br /&gt;She can practically live a wonderful life without working&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, she is fucking pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough of her. I wanna share a poem that kinda has a feel to Jason Mraz's butterfly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for people who dunno what a wonderful song it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Ct4LE45oy8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/_Ct4LE45oy8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="355" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could have just one wish,&lt;br /&gt;I would wish to wake up everyday&lt;br /&gt;to the sound of your breath on my neck,&lt;br /&gt;the warmth of your lips on my cheek,&lt;br /&gt;the touch of your fingers on my skin,&lt;br /&gt;and the feel of your heart beating with mine...&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I could never find that feeling&lt;br /&gt;with anyone other than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are curious what the song and this poem have in relation, USE your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go. Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-1899334259097351531?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1899334259097351531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=1899334259097351531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/1899334259097351531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/1899334259097351531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-people_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-2980707636487381526</id><published>2009-07-11T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T09:18:38.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people. The blog's really dying. &lt;br /&gt;Nothing much really. Except that we surprised lenny in the middle of the night. &lt;br /&gt;Well it was fun especially running the wrong direction, following teng.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/Sli581xViPI/AAAAAAAAABk/N-PX10XujTs/s1600-h/6131_97199732513_641322513_2202763_7654993_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/Sli581xViPI/AAAAAAAAABk/N-PX10XujTs/s320/6131_97199732513_641322513_2202763_7654993_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357236211634505970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired by chengni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/Sli7NpGDvuI/AAAAAAAAABs/KeZ4TiZP0Xg/s1600-h/6131_97199727513_641322513_2202762_2500066_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/Sli7NpGDvuI/AAAAAAAAABs/KeZ4TiZP0Xg/s320/6131_97199727513_641322513_2202762_2500066_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357237599801163490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-2980707636487381526?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2980707636487381526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=2980707636487381526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/2980707636487381526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/2980707636487381526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/Sli581xViPI/AAAAAAAAABk/N-PX10XujTs/s72-c/6131_97199732513_641322513_2202763_7654993_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-376808157773012325</id><published>2009-06-30T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T09:04:57.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feel kinda stressed and i needed to blog!&lt;br /&gt;Life beens hectic, tutorials then projects then more tutorials again.&lt;br /&gt;The huge irony is that i am feeling hectic while i am at home. &lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning chiong the efft writing thing, mailed her at 11.&lt;br /&gt;Till now no reply yet, felt like wasted effort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still need to do some adjustments to the stats project. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-376808157773012325?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/376808157773012325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=376808157773012325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/376808157773012325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/376808157773012325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/06/feel-kinda-stressed-and-i-needed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-8165134429043625886</id><published>2009-06-17T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T07:48:25.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi people. Guess its been rather long since i last updated.&lt;br /&gt;It's finally the holidays! But it doesn't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;Projects are still piling up. Life is still as mundane.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed myself both on Sunday and Monday. &lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, the bbq was alright but the stingray failed.&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, went ECP with sec sch friends. Enjoyed being with them.&lt;br /&gt;But i guess i wasn't really in the mood back then. &lt;br /&gt;So quite a few of us went back 1st. Sorry ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this week i get to go out soon. Been rotting at home for too long.&lt;br /&gt;And its a pure waste of holidays. Try to plan something soon. Real SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok gtg. Doing project, or else it will never be done! Ciao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/Sjj-aEQncOI/AAAAAAAAABM/zpeII1pqD30/s1600-h/2148943316_914b08a017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/Sjj-aEQncOI/AAAAAAAAABM/zpeII1pqD30/s320/2148943316_914b08a017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348304281275953378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A heart that trembles with fear. A void that scars the soul.&lt;br /&gt;An eternal regret that etches within the mind. &lt;br /&gt;A nostalgia that brings back bitter reminiscence.&lt;br /&gt;A macabre, hollow rhythm that brings people to tears.&lt;br /&gt;A heart filled with deceit. An outer facade.&lt;br /&gt;An emotion that does not lie. Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jonathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-8165134429043625886?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8165134429043625886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=8165134429043625886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/8165134429043625886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/8165134429043625886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/Sjj-aEQncOI/AAAAAAAAABM/zpeII1pqD30/s72-c/2148943316_914b08a017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-1066801871235975803</id><published>2009-06-06T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T07:36:20.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My blog seems like its dying once again. &lt;br /&gt;I do not have time to blog anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;Life's been horribly quick and busy. &lt;br /&gt;I have tests, tests and more tests.&lt;br /&gt;On top of that i have an abundance of projects piling right there &lt;br /&gt;waiting to be done.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's been fun. Going all the way to old airport road just to eat. The food there all seems to be famous. Well it was interesting that someone went all the way there to eat porridge ah. Haha. We went to the ulu ulu mall in kallang, after that i went to meet my other friends. Jiahan cause me to be late, he love me too much liao even want me to take circle line for 2 stops. Hor tio bo jiahan?&lt;br /&gt;Me and my frens later had to wait like 3 hours for lam to reach home after having his dinner with his jc frens. I didnt stay over cuz i had a chance to hitch a ride home. &lt;br /&gt;Well but i still cant believe i climbed over that damn wall at 2 am in the morning. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways gtg mug for my tests next week! Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-1066801871235975803?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1066801871235975803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=1066801871235975803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/1066801871235975803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/1066801871235975803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-blog-seems-like-its-dying-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-3593853353782475439</id><published>2009-05-26T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T05:05:41.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hafiz say why am i not blogging. So here i am blogging right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about quotes and it reminded me about the quote that i created like 5 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Friends are companions that follow you through this world brimming with conceit. They are like the full-stop that appears at the end of every sentence. Without them, your life is never complete" -Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm inspired by his chimming even in his own blog. And i think i should post one quote a day as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Memories are like eternal scars that are etched deeply within the heart and mind. It reminds you that you have experienced all phases of life; felt all different kinds of emotions. It allows you to reminiscence why are you alive and what are the regrets that you have done; and all the reasons to avoid committing them again."&lt;br /&gt;-Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. Anyways off to study access, if you are wondering wats that, its the microsoft component that you have installed maybe ever since you bought your 1st computer and you have never used it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-3593853353782475439?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3593853353782475439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=3593853353782475439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/3593853353782475439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/3593853353782475439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/05/hafiz-say-why-am-i-not-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-4105289625866884259</id><published>2009-05-18T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T07:38:42.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been too long since i last blog. A lot has happened recently, school life seems so fast paced now. Didnt have much time for anything at all. We went to ECP last friday and cycled to some ulu ulu place but it is near the airport. And then threw austen to the sea, since he was right at the edge of the beach. The girls were safe, some said they have some allergy to sea water and some purposely didnt bring extra clothes. But overall it was damn fun. Still, i hoped that someone that live close to me go as well, the bus trip was DEAD boring. Imagine alone on a bus for over 30 stops? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways! GREAT NEWS! Daughtry is gonna come out a new album. I have one of their new songs already. No surprise. Very meaningful. Just to share, and if you want the song just pm me on msn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vbfqzKti6XQ&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/vbfqzKti6XQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've practiced this for hours, gone round and round &lt;br /&gt;And now I think that I've got it all down &lt;br /&gt;And as I say it louder I love how it sounds &lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm not taking the easy way out &lt;br /&gt;Not wrapping this in ribbons &lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't have to give a reason why... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's NO SURPRISE I won't be here tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that I stayed till today &lt;br /&gt;Yeah you and I will be a tough act to follow &lt;br /&gt;But I know in time we'll find this was NO SURPRISE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came out like a river once I let it out &lt;br /&gt;When I thought that I wouldn't know how &lt;br /&gt;Held onto it forever just pushing it down &lt;br /&gt;Felt so good to let go of it now &lt;br /&gt;Not wrapping this in ribbons &lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't have to give a reason why &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's NO SURPRISE I won't be here tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that I stayed till today &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing here in this heart left to borrow &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing here in this soul left to say &lt;br /&gt;Don't be surprised when we hate this tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;God know we tried to find an easier way &lt;br /&gt;Yeah you and I will be a tough act to follow &lt;br /&gt;But I know in time we'll find this was NO SURPRISE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our favorite place we used to go &lt;br /&gt;The warm embrace that no one knows &lt;br /&gt;The loving look that's left your eyes &lt;br /&gt;That's why this comes as no, as NO SURPRISE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could see the future and how this plays out &lt;br /&gt;I bet it's better than where we are now &lt;br /&gt;But after going through this, it's easier to see the reason why &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's NO SURPRISE I won't be here tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that I stayed till today &lt;br /&gt;Yeah you and I will be a tough act to follow &lt;br /&gt;But I know in time we'll find this was NO SURPRISE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kiss goodnight, it comes with me &lt;br /&gt;Both wrong and right, our memories &lt;br /&gt;The whispering before we sleep, just one more thing that you can't keep &lt;br /&gt;Our favorite place we used to go &lt;br /&gt;The warm embrace that no one knows &lt;br /&gt;The loving look that's left your eyes &lt;br /&gt;But I know in time we'll find this was NO SURPRISE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you be the one for my tomorrow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-4105289625866884259?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4105289625866884259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=4105289625866884259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/4105289625866884259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/4105289625866884259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-too-long-since-i-last-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-4253339613405079028</id><published>2009-05-02T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T21:52:09.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey! It's May already. My blog survived for 5 months. Quite an accomplishment. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was damn tiring but fun. Afternoon went to meet with Titus, the forever stressed boy, lenny and ys also. Ate at billy bombers, quite nice bah i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening met up with weifen, pang, yap they all at PIZZA HUT (opps). Me and lenny at 1st dun want to eat, really is very full. But when we start eating, we eat non-stop. It was hilarious when yap showed us the face switching pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even later in the night, went to lam's house. Loh, dom, joel and of course lam are already there. Stayed over night as usual. Kinda strange not seeing wee and aden. Without wee ah, like missing something. Maybe his craps is missing, no more fun. Although i sound gay here, but im not. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WuQDV5TCn5Q&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/WuQDV5TCn5Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite tune, just to share. And no i'm not a piano 9th grade like Gavin. I cant play piano for nuts. But this is called Fantasie Impromptu, they say Chopin hated and regretted creating this, i DON'T see why. Anyways enjoy, its by a small kid that plays damn well. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-4253339613405079028?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4253339613405079028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=4253339613405079028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/4253339613405079028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/4253339613405079028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-its-may-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-3165190216817636028</id><published>2009-04-28T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T06:29:11.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow. Macroeconomics tutorial is deadly. The tutor is like so slow when he talks, we cannot take it. We have half the class enjoying picnic and the other half into a msn convo even though they are so close to each other. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the worst is yet to come. Its already a struggle to understand what crap they are teaching and what are the crap that they did not teach and expect us to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope things change. I miss those 1 + 1 questions, it require so little brain juice to do.&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, i envy those primary school children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a few rare occasions, im actually gonna study! Haha. Ciao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t9-CS2v8wcc&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/t9-CS2v8wcc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope i can sing like him? haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-3165190216817636028?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3165190216817636028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=3165190216817636028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/3165190216817636028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/3165190216817636028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-5489386932648066976</id><published>2009-04-24T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:32:36.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sick of homework.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just noticed its almost impossible for me to DO homework on a computer.&lt;br /&gt;Every 5 mins i would side-track to do something else or even stop doing hw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had a gathering at lam's place yesterday. Stayed over night there.&lt;br /&gt;Wee was damn cute, he stayed for too long until he got grounded.&lt;br /&gt;But nvm, after 1 month is close to june liao so can enjoy again.&lt;br /&gt;Great to have such frens. Felt kinda good. But gonna get busier soon can't meet up&lt;br /&gt;so often liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er.... gotta go back to my tutorial work, i guess i side-tracked too long.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-5489386932648066976?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5489386932648066976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=5489386932648066976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/5489386932648066976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/5489386932648066976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/04/sick-of-homework.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-1307293885598885800</id><published>2009-04-20T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T06:54:43.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School finally started. It felt weird studying again since i stopped for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lectures are damn boring, i dozed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class regarding statistics was a killer, the lecturer was like teaching herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whats worst i have like homework with i don't even understand. Damned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fabulous way to start a whole new poly life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, hope that these 3 years would be smooth-sailing. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326771227193605682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/Sex-NWylfjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/KXDcSXxtx1k/s320/Sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-1307293885598885800?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1307293885598885800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=1307293885598885800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/1307293885598885800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/1307293885598885800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-finally-started.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/Sex-NWylfjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/KXDcSXxtx1k/s72-c/Sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-6452938631781480016</id><published>2009-04-10T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T20:31:35.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok.... the blog is dying soon i don't intend to let it die so fast.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of things happened and seriously I don't have much&lt;br /&gt;energy left to bother about every thing that has happened.&lt;br /&gt;Call me selfish or any negative remark, i don't give a damned,&lt;br /&gt;life has never been smooth sailing and i know it is, but the problems&lt;br /&gt;that has accumulated is literally killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel like doing anything but just want to do one thing.&lt;br /&gt;I still need lenny's help for the tune of this. I need comments on this&lt;br /&gt;lyrics, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dream has ended&lt;br /&gt;And our love is gone&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't see the picture&lt;br /&gt;of why you were gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i should've said i loved you&lt;br /&gt;I should have said it back then&lt;br /&gt;And not wait till you're all gone now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;So why are you so hard to let go&lt;br /&gt;You are all the regret I hold&lt;br /&gt;Why did you have to leave me on that night&lt;br /&gt;Why did you ever leave my sight&lt;br /&gt;And leave me (hm. oh yeah) in that lonely night..&lt;br /&gt;Lonely night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 4 years later&lt;br /&gt;I saw you again&lt;br /&gt;I did not know what to say&lt;br /&gt;When i see your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i should've said i loved you&lt;br /&gt;I should not hesitated then&lt;br /&gt;And not regret again when you are gone again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus x1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, serious, i can't think of how to continue it. But if it stops here it seems damn weird.&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is the only thing to get the stress of my mind. Hope that this would end soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-6452938631781480016?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6452938631781480016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=6452938631781480016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/6452938631781480016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/6452938631781480016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-3025454367622536460</id><published>2009-03-25T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T08:53:19.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long time didnt touch my blog, lazy to just sign in.&lt;br /&gt;Today, me, fok and the others went to walk walk around city hall.&lt;br /&gt;I swear i almost threw joseph down 4 storeys high with his "lovebird" shit; mun han grew immune to it.&lt;br /&gt;Talked alot, chilled at some weird kopitiam and the lor mee is seriously not bad.&lt;br /&gt;Few funny shit happened, especially that coffee at the donut shop, ITS shittily fucking damned SMALL. LOL. It costs 2 bucks? But its simply hilarious, i think starbucks serve coffee 100000000000000x their size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was real funny at one point when mun han tapped my shoulder like some lunatic, i was like wat and i turned to her. She then say lin jun jie to me, then i turned around. He was wearing a cap and talking to a phone that covers half of his face. Since i missed his face, me and joseph followed him like some idiots until he turned around and show us his face. Kinda stupid, but we should have taken a photo with him. He changed quite abit. This is wat people call as FA FU, when you're rich, the food just gets better eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall stop here. Hope to play some badminton soon, havent test out my new toy yet. Hope it feels the same. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-3025454367622536460?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3025454367622536460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=3025454367622536460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/3025454367622536460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/3025454367622536460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/03/long-time-didnt-touch-my-blog-lazy-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-5271761232418168114</id><published>2009-03-15T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T07:35:51.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PPP finally ended but it was not the all joyful mood to end off. Kinda feel that its not the PPP we hate but its specifically the projects. Nevertheless, i have finally gotten my well-deserved rest.&lt;br /&gt;On friday i was like a walking zombie. I was having a fever of maybe 38.7 degrees and yet im still presenting. EVEN STILL, i went to play badminton. Yup, i'm as insane as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Struggled home with someone and not to mention im kinda touched. Healed pretty fast, but still kinda weak here and there. I'm finally free but i will still have lots and lots of appointment haha!&lt;br /&gt;Okay i admit i copied this lyric thingy from lenny's blog but i will use a different song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all I really wanna do is love you &lt;br /&gt;A kind much closer than friends use &lt;br /&gt;But I still can’t say it after all we’ve been through &lt;br /&gt;And all I really want from you is to feel me &lt;br /&gt;As the feeling inside keeps building &lt;br /&gt;And I will find a way to you if it kills me &lt;br /&gt;If it kills me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a few guys that i really want them to read this. It's time to do it quick! haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-5271761232418168114?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5271761232418168114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=5271761232418168114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/5271761232418168114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/5271761232418168114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/03/ppp-finally-ended-but-it-was-not-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-6685803366515319006</id><published>2009-03-02T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T06:28:43.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people. It's been VERY long since i posted any new stuff up here. School has been extremely busy and the projects are like queuing up just for me. Anyways not much use complaining.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda miss peirce's friends (i know it sounds strange but cant think of any other grouping) due to extremely packed schedules and school. Not much time to meet up with them but by March 13 or 15 i will be free; as usual im never sure about these dates.&lt;br /&gt;Weather sucks, raining like nuts, making my throat feeling like getting sand-papered. No outdoor sports as well. Wanna go swimming and hanging with friends but time is just not on my side. Anyways, alot of people are getting sick and please do take care (anyone whose reading this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i missed something during this holidays, but L4D is picking up quite a popularity thing? Everyone seems to be addicted, strange. But sure enough i am kinda tempted to play it as well. Missed the times playing it with the scouts but now they are all so busy, especially wee who is working hard to increase the fertility rate. Haha just joking if you're reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways a week left till this course thing ends. Till then, ima gonna slog my guts out for my projects. Gotta go back to my entrepreneur project, a damned 15 PAGES LONG REPORT.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-6685803366515319006?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6685803366515319006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=6685803366515319006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/6685803366515319006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/6685803366515319006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-8193322953125597427</id><published>2009-02-22T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T06:20:59.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people! I know not many are reading my blog anyways but just to rant out here.&lt;br /&gt;School is fun no doubt but the projects are literally killing me.  Its stressful when there are that many projects that are waiting to be completed; the deadlines are not that far too. Currently juggling with 6 projects right now. Although i wished for a more interesting holidays but this is far too much for my taste.&lt;br /&gt;Its very different from secondary school from what i have experienced so far. Everything is not gonna work out just by studying and passing those tests. Your presentation and everything is accounted for as well. The flexibility of Poly's timetable is remarkable, for example 2moro i will have just 1 hour lesson from 1 to 2, ain't that great?&lt;br /&gt;Wonder is it a good thing or a bad thing to enter poly earlier than the others and adapt to it better than others. Sacrificing my holidays for this experience may not be such a bad thing at all, but getting so many projects is a bad thing. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, can't blog much these days. Projects are waiting to be done. I'm off to do my marketing project! Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-8193322953125597427?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8193322953125597427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=8193322953125597427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/8193322953125597427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/8193322953125597427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-people-i-know-not-many-are-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-6458565946888338237</id><published>2009-02-15T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T08:03:20.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SZg5ZBOctAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qynPIHdxOj0/s1600-h/DSCN0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 398px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SZg5ZBOctAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qynPIHdxOj0/s320/DSCN0134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303051663217308674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... I cant tilt the picture. haha. Well this is it. The smaller one is the photo, the bigger one is the one i drew.&lt;br /&gt;Used only 3 colours: Gray, white and black. Spent almost 3 hours on this. But it is my proudest work so far. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-6458565946888338237?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6458565946888338237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=6458565946888338237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/6458565946888338237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/6458565946888338237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SZg5ZBOctAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qynPIHdxOj0/s72-c/DSCN0134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-2972893260136014712</id><published>2009-02-15T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T07:14:20.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people, i know my blog is kinda out of new posts so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, poly life is darn stressful these days, especially with all those projects, its killing me.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, SMRT is killing me as well for having such high fares.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, Curious Case of Benjamin Buttons was a great showed but it killed me with its three hours.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda pity that old woman, her sole purpose was to groan, show signs of severe pain and breath heavily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually me and QX were half dead when the show was half way through. I think justin was dead by then who knows. But justin said something kinda funny, he said is this story gonna end with a sperm and an egg; something along these lines. But if you think you can survive LOTR with gandalf and his stupid crew talking without the darn action, i support CCoBB. It's touching no doubt but its too plain long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way i just drew a cute cat. I wanna take a pic and post it up but im lazy to walk 10 steps to the next room and take the camera. So i shall post it up 2mr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Loh: Yes, i draw, drew and drawn. It's doomsday once again! lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-2972893260136014712?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2972893260136014712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=2972893260136014712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/2972893260136014712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/2972893260136014712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-people-i-know-my-blog-is-kinda-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-1273962889907766108</id><published>2009-02-10T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T02:49:03.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Valentine's day is coming, almost everybody is aiming for this day.&lt;br /&gt;Never once in my life, i ever seen this day as important but in 2009 is different.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it goes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summarizing the activities few days before. Me and my group when to K-Box. The girls sang, we guys literally screamed. We beaten the other karaoke rooms without the use of mikes, just our voices. It was a fun night. We beaten linkin park in screaming i think, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is love? It is an unpredictable emotion that comes at any circumstances. It is a surge of feelings that intertwined together; there may be a million thoughts in your head but none could be expressed in words. When it comes, saying no to it maybe a logical option. But when it leaves you, no is definitely the wrong answer and maybe your worst regret.&lt;br /&gt;-Jonathan Seah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-1273962889907766108?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1273962889907766108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=1273962889907766108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/1273962889907766108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/1273962889907766108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day-is-coming-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-1211407782930293741</id><published>2009-02-09T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T06:41:33.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(Deleted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss cracked it like within less than an hour. Pure crap man. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-1211407782930293741?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1211407782930293741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=1211407782930293741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/1211407782930293741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/1211407782930293741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-i-can-feel-is-irony.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-1382526896031928593</id><published>2009-02-08T00:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T00:57:30.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn it. I dunno whats wrong with the pic. And when i tot i can post my art. It tells me some bad request shit. DAMNED!&lt;br /&gt;Tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-1382526896031928593?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1382526896031928593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=1382526896031928593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/1382526896031928593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/1382526896031928593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-1355904147950593017</id><published>2009-02-05T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T05:42:25.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people.  Just wanna say that ART maybe FUN after all, although i seriously SUCK at it.&lt;br /&gt;To Loh: Yes, it's gonna be doomsday soon. Im like not despising ART as much as i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to thank Alina (panda mei) for giving me tips for art. It was hilarious when she said that the sun was too round, actually i thought it was normal for suns to be round? Or am i wrong at that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I think i will have regular Pool training at my mum's company. Its fun really, come to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post some fabulous art maybe on Sat or Sun. Viewers look forward to it. It will be hell of an entertainment. Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-1355904147950593017?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1355904147950593017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=1355904147950593017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/1355904147950593017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/1355904147950593017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-5331575238638259461</id><published>2009-02-04T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T05:17:14.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SYmS3pzkc0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/coeZxL-bbWk/s1600-h/Scenery_by_MonsterBell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SYmS3pzkc0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/coeZxL-bbWk/s320/Scenery_by_MonsterBell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298927921390711618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SYmSlTdwzaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/mwVjEGcz3Zw/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SYmSlTdwzaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/mwVjEGcz3Zw/s320/Picture+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298927606156021154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, guys reading this post. Please DON'T laugh, yes as much as i made fun of the art students like CN and gene. I'm FORCED to do art. Hilarious. Well i see a LITTLE resemblance don't you think? Anyways, i'm proud of the very art i just spend time doing. I can feel the stress of the art students. Please don't be too harsh on my art, no doubt its a little lacking and losing out a little to mona lisa but it is still GREAT, at least to me.&lt;br /&gt;Did this post cheer up your day? If it did you can look forward to this every DAMNED week until March! =)&lt;br /&gt;P.S btw leave a comment people. Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-5331575238638259461?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5331575238638259461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=5331575238638259461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/5331575238638259461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/5331575238638259461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok-guys-reading-this-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SYmS3pzkc0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/coeZxL-bbWk/s72-c/Scenery_by_MonsterBell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-7118432362399526424</id><published>2009-02-01T06:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T06:22:55.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SYWv-mazaQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GiKVwVqHJ7Q/s1600-h/clip_image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SYWv-mazaQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GiKVwVqHJ7Q/s320/clip_image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297834026670975234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't help but to notice that people are starting school tomorrow and it's hard to meet up and all since to me JC is like 2 years of non-stop mugging, enlighten me if i am wrong about this. I remember there is this saying "What for we live for the past, we should look forward and live for the future." But the thing is, i just notice that it's that very memories with your friends that drive you forward. I also have poly tomorrow as well, but mine is like a socializing program so kinda different to the JC people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways all the best to the JC peeps. Keep in contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish i could be like the clouds, drifting aimlessly overlooking this conceited world. Ever so carefree and never have to worry about every minute detail of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-7118432362399526424?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7118432362399526424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=7118432362399526424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/7118432362399526424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/7118432362399526424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/02/couldnt-help-but-to-notice-that-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SYWv-mazaQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GiKVwVqHJ7Q/s72-c/clip_image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-8546531827917113854</id><published>2009-01-31T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T20:52:03.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from camp. Tiring but still worth it. Did tons of activities, and some of it didnt fucking made sense, especially the treasure hunt which never really ended. Came back home half-dazed, maybe half-dead couldn't even bathe properly, knocked out like within minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The marriage game or whatever shit was crap man, not as good as i expected it to be. Me, CN and QX regretted watching the show a little other than the Licheng 2-second scene. "Camera, set". LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting sch 2moro, fucked up seriously. Not looking forward to it. Serious crap man. Looking on the bright side of things, its only like 24 days of sch. Hoping i can cope with it. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-8546531827917113854?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8546531827917113854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=8546531827917113854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/8546531827917113854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/8546531827917113854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-from-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-2590374636544000136</id><published>2009-01-24T08:12:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T08:21:02.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, to whoever is reading my posts, Happy Chinese New Year... soon! Ok, finally we can get angbaos, get more money and possibly gamble to get even more money. This year's new year seem short, maybe due to the weekends; or maybe the Poly Camp, either one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored these few days. Kinda ironic when i hated to go to poly and wake up at 7 in the morning and now im bored. Trying to learn some songs on the guitar. Should find lenny for guidance soon. Just noticed how good can an instrument do to you. Regretted hell lots not picking up piano when i was like 7 or 8. When i say this to my mum, my mum always say "Jon, i tried to make u learn but u didnt want to. Nevermind look on the bright side. You can learn it in ur next life." Quite true, as i think i am abit too old to start from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the Chinese New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Lenny i dunno whether u are looking at this but i do look at ur blog but you never seem to update it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-2590374636544000136?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2590374636544000136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=2590374636544000136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/2590374636544000136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/2590374636544000136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-to-whoever-is-reading-my-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-5946818046697321955</id><published>2009-01-22T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T06:17:06.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SXh7oZFxvYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bn2lyDwdCCE/s1600-h/LGIM0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294117295834119554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SXh7oZFxvYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bn2lyDwdCCE/s320/LGIM0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The poly group was great and i think we were the most united group there is. Well, our group was very open and fairly easy to communicate to each other. But, overall everything was great. It was fabulous to know u guys in the group man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today alot of people fell while cycling. But, all of us learnt cycling which includes like lenny coke and bradley. Had a relatively fun but tiring time. Our organizer pang seh-ed us like halfway and solo-ed to changi village. Stupid organizer! Never had this much fun for quite a long time. Maybe not long but it feels long though. Anyways looking forward to other trips in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking forward to the Poly Camp! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-5946818046697321955?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5946818046697321955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=5946818046697321955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/5946818046697321955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/5946818046697321955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/01/poly-group-was-great-and-i-think-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0QQI4vTIPFw/SXh7oZFxvYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bn2lyDwdCCE/s72-c/LGIM0009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-7285008950881282023</id><published>2009-01-19T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T07:14:12.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people. I'm kinda envious to people who are sleeping till like 11am in the freaking morning. I have to wake up at 7. And i have a damned test 2moro. That sucked. 2 day 1 night camp on 29th to 30th January. And yes i will be receiving less HongBaos due to this. Oh wells. Well, seriously a lot of things happened and can't really think whether i'm in the right frame of mind these few days. Hope that the situation would resolve eventually but that scar of guilt still remains right there; reminding me that don't ever be that foolish again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's like a game of chess and a suicidal one on that fact. No matter how good you are, you're bound to lose pieces and those pieces are the ups and downs of life. Told ya people, i'm slowly losing my right frame of mind, now i'm talking gibberish fused with nonsense. Hope the Poly thing ends like damn soon cause it's like literally pissing me off. I complete modules faster but i still graduate the same date as the others, or have i mistaken on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the shit is. I hope IT ENDS SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Enough of my crap for one day. Ciao~ people. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-7285008950881282023?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7285008950881282023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=7285008950881282023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/7285008950881282023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/7285008950881282023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-8906713323804717148</id><published>2009-01-13T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:43:55.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Results are out 2 days ago. I scored fairly ok. Well the O's was like a personal expectation for me cause i already DPA'ed into a poly. I'm one of the few stress-less ones that need not participate the 12 choices thing. I was kinda shocked and surprised last night, when wee told me that. I thought it was a joke at first. But in any case, all the best lam. Keep in touch and we shall have more L4D action in the future. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, another thing. I don't know whether u visit my blog or not. But seriously i'm sorry. Couldn't possibly understood the level of stupidity i have shown. Although you said it was ok but i cant help but to feel guilty. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-8906713323804717148?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8906713323804717148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=8906713323804717148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/8906713323804717148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/8906713323804717148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/01/results-are-out-2-days-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-7786733585640920362</id><published>2009-01-08T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T05:19:25.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am totally sunburnt haha. It all started when i said i didnt want to be a hainanese chicken but now i ended up became a roasted chicken. Had fun swimming with lenny, titus, pang, coke, melvin yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Results on the 12th. Kinda depressing and mood-dampening but i guess it can't be avoided. Come to think of it, 4 years of secondary school life was quick and abit saddening that it ended so fast. Very ironic when i hated to wake up to go to school every morning, now im hoping that school continued, hanging out with friends and all but definitely no studying, haha. Life is indeed short huh, i just wanna enjoy my life to the fullest and not having any regrets. Soon everyone would be going into their next phase of their education; either jc/poly and i bet we will have less time to meet up or what-so-ever, in any case all the best in your results on monday. Anyways secondary school life was certainly great and i really wanna thank all those who stood by me through thick and thin. Hope we could stay in touch where-ever or what-ever we do in the future. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Friends are companions that follow you through this world brimming with conceit. They are like the full-stop that appears at the end of every sentence. Without them, your life is never complete" -Jonathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-7786733585640920362?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7786733585640920362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=7786733585640920362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/7786733585640920362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/7786733585640920362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-totally-sunburnt-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-5051872030339257631</id><published>2009-01-06T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T07:24:56.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To Lenny: No, im not really sick of it YET, but i cant tell when i'll stop.&lt;br /&gt;To Rachel: Stop lying to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of things have happened throughout these holidays and i'm just too plain lazy to talk about every single thing.&lt;br /&gt;But there is one thing in particular, that really is worth talking about is the new school. Firstly, if anyone told you it has grown bigger, it's a lie. It is still built on that same pathetic shitty piece of land, just that new things are squeezed into it. Secondly, alot of people agreed with me on this, is that the entrance, general office etc; gives you a feeling that you have just entered a general hospital. Lastly, every teacher is leaving except for that one pain in the arse, and he still has 2 years of being a principal. Yes i complain a lot in this post. And i need to change my boring life, or maybe the holidays is just too plain long. Gotta find something to do soon. Heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-5051872030339257631?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5051872030339257631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=5051872030339257631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/5051872030339257631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/5051872030339257631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-lenny-no-im-not-really-sick-of-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-2668264733192465078</id><published>2008-12-31T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T20:19:09.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people, 1st of all HAPPY NEW YEAR! Wanted to post when i came back like 3 am but im just too tired to do it.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was fun with the scouts and the others. 1st was to watch the movie "Yes Man!", simply hilarious, its just basically about this guy who has to say yes to every single opportunity that comes to him. Then had a little L4D fun and then headed to marina. What was the most entertaining was the midnight jog. We went to take a wrong turn and we ended up in a dead end, then wee was like "So how? Chiong through the construction site or walk on highway?" Basically both choices are shit and is somehow gonna get us killed on 1st jan of 2009. But we learned one lesson never walk on areas that has no pathways. But still it was a great night, thanks guys for that wonderful experience. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Say it a million times, and say it another million times. And what you've said for 2 million times is?..... Good lord."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-2668264733192465078?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2668264733192465078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=2668264733192465078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/2668264733192465078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/2668264733192465078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-people-1st-of-all-happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-888007651286881618</id><published>2008-12-26T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T08:01:53.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I felt dumb and lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life became an empty void.&lt;br /&gt;A small opening breaking through the shadows.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered very vividly; your smile.&lt;br /&gt;All i feel is emptiness and the helplessness within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chasing your shadows within my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;All hate and sorrow became unseen.&lt;br /&gt;Turn my angst to nothing in this fleeting dream.&lt;br /&gt;The painful memories; reminisce of those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness is like a perpetual emotion.&lt;br /&gt;I assured myself once again with nothing but lies.&lt;br /&gt;As stories unfold in front of my very eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. I didn't know what went through me when i typed that whole thing out. Scouts should have fun cracking this. Well, if u dun wanna use your brain too much, just ignore this post then. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-888007651286881618?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/888007651286881618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=888007651286881618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/888007651286881618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/888007651286881618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-felt-dumb-and-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-8073043850392547432</id><published>2008-12-24T07:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T07:33:09.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cant tell how many people out there are reading all these crap everyday but i still have to post one entry today.&lt;br /&gt;I cant describe how surprised and touched i am when i opened CN's present. Ok, its not christmas present, its my birthday present; on a side note my birthday ain't a lie, it's still october 15th but its just that the lag got to me as well. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;As much as i want to show you her effort i cant really control blogs well and photobucket is a pain in the arse since the very beginning. But seriously i can't really imagine her sitting down and doing that for maybe 1 hour? But it caught me by surprise. Nevertheless i still want to thank her for the "early" birthday present. If you readers are curious what she gave, ask her yourself and i bet you will also recognize her great efforts; i think that other than my friends, not many strangers visit this place either.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, as for the dinner today. It was fabulous just that my stomach feel heavy and bloated. Actually it could have been deadly when it came to the dessert. We had to take turns to drink the milkshake and CN suggested we should mix other ingredients into it. I almost did that but end up she said she couldn't take milk. Well we almost got tricked and died at the same time. Gotten thrashed in pool and then headed home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-8073043850392547432?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8073043850392547432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=8073043850392547432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/8073043850392547432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/8073043850392547432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-cant-tell-how-many-people-out-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-2111268817856620342</id><published>2008-12-23T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T08:06:31.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woooooo. Im back, half-roasted or grilled and dom said i looked like fried squid? Or maybe chicken.&lt;br /&gt;Today i officially ended my 16 years of regret of not knowing how to cycle. Yes, it may sound that pathetic but i still feel that extreme sense of achievement. Thanks to the scouts, kahming, renkai, qixiang and justin whom i almost murdered during the last trip to east coast. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel guilty though. Despite that i shared the gifts with scouts, i still feel that i should get something for everyone since they gave me something. But i guess its kinda too late to ponder on this. I just wanna say thanks for everything today and have a merry christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are memories? They are the true essence of life, they are the basic fundamentals that remind you that ever once in your life; you've experienced all phases of life, and you've known a special of group of friends that you can trust and you've truly relied on. -Jonathan Seah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-2111268817856620342?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2111268817856620342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=2111268817856620342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/2111268817856620342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/2111268817856620342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2008/12/woooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-304618404258176359</id><published>2008-12-19T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T04:49:09.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well firstly i wanna praise myself for making this blog last so long. And yes i am VERY proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;The 2e1 chalet was fun but it was a pity that i couldn't stay. Had quite a good time with friends and it made me think that secondary school life just passes on ever so quickly, four years seemed like a fleeting dream; it just made me feel that its just yesterday that i was first sec one.&lt;br /&gt;The badminton game today was great, im growing old, and yes its very old. My movements are dulled and its been long since i ever faced such a strong opponent. But still its a great game. Basketball afterwards and my body is falling apart literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus back home. I saw one father playing with his child. I wondered, was i ever that close to my old man. I mean like i see him every sunday but he just spends time with that b*tch of his. I seriously think i spend more time sitting on the toilet bowl, doing business than spending time with him. I am closer to my friends than him. To me he is almost another complete stranger. He told me he has perfect eyesight, i think that is f**king bullshit, if he has such good eyesight, he won't find that alien hybrid humanoid as a second wife. Guess in this entire lifetime i will never understand him, or maybe is that i will never want to do that. Heh, sorry folks for this extreme whining, guess im really growing old. Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-304618404258176359?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/304618404258176359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=304618404258176359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/304618404258176359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/304618404258176359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2008/12/well-firstly-i-wanna-praise-myself-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-9009439726749661239</id><published>2008-12-13T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T04:22:28.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just noticed how fun battlefield was when i went to play it for the 1st time with the scouts. Guess im kinda deprived at these kinda games. But it was fun, although we got thrashed for the whole hour before going to Yiqi's BBQ. The trip to pasir ris made me learn one thing, the ride was f**king long. I swear that fungi grew on me during the trip there. But it was fun and i was lucky to still get on the last bus back home. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it ever so painful? Was i ever engulfed by such agony when i was behind your shadows. Love is yet but another lie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-9009439726749661239?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/9009439726749661239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=9009439726749661239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/9009439726749661239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/9009439726749661239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-just-noticed-how-fun-battlefield-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-574297617292339823</id><published>2008-12-04T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T05:42:26.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was fired on the 4th day of work. Not because i suck at work or anything like that but the other worker "backstabbed" me and told her that i could not do the whole month job. So there it is i am officially jobless again thanks to that arsehole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still cannot comprehend this love. Is this how i truly feel? Somehow, i am like a directionless compass, without her, i may never find my true north.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-574297617292339823?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/574297617292339823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=574297617292339823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/574297617292339823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/574297617292339823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-was-fired-on-4th-day-of-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-5185293093642875443</id><published>2008-12-03T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T06:55:13.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today i went to watch "Quarantine" with Alina. She just enjoys scaring herself with horror films, well maybe not this. It was hilarious when i see her covering herself when it comes to the suspense part of the show. Anyways this movie just wants to make you puke, it is all about the camera that the cameraman is taking, and its the same for its counterpart, "cloverfield". And yes if you are wondering what this show is about, its about a bunch of trapped people with zombies. In the end, its a genocide. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-5185293093642875443?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5185293093642875443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=5185293093642875443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/5185293093642875443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/5185293093642875443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-i-went-to-watch-quarantine-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-840872947513219996</id><published>2008-12-02T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T07:26:23.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been working for these short 2 days and i have learnt heaps lot and i want to share with the readers.&lt;br /&gt;1st: Never trust what the salesperson got to say to you, they incorporate lies and bullshit into what  they are saying.&lt;br /&gt;2nd: Be confident in what you are buying and if the salesperson tries to redirect you to another item, heck care them, or refer to 1st&lt;br /&gt;3rd: Refer to 2nd and 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised even though the shop owner seemed kinda nice and all, but when she start selling stuff, everything seemed like bullshit. Even i already knew this was how things work but i was still kinda surprised but oh wells. "Welcome to the real world, jon" Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-840872947513219996?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/840872947513219996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=840872947513219996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/840872947513219996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/840872947513219996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2008/12/been-working-for-these-short-2-days-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861032991289512613.post-1979189540318904598</id><published>2008-11-29T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T06:58:08.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its feels strange when you create a blog when you are not much interested in it. But i just created it, maybe for the fun of it, or maybe its just that i'm plain bored. Who knows? However, honestly i feel that this blog won't last. 2 weeks? 3 weeks or maybe a month, depending on how lazy i am. But the main thing is now that i have a whole new space for my crap and whole lot of other shit. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861032991289512613-1979189540318904598?l=takinmydickaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1979189540318904598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861032991289512613&amp;postID=1979189540318904598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/1979189540318904598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861032991289512613/posts/default/1979189540318904598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takinmydickaway.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-feels-strange-when-you-create-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08397160388242671861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
