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Talking about a movie this time around! I've just finished this movie 1 hour ago and the moment this movie ended, I told myself I must tell the world about this film and all may watch it! And best of all, it is shot locally, Penang and Singapore! It was released on 9th February 2012 and directed by Adrian Teh. Cast consist of&amp;nbsp;Aniu, Elanne Kwong, Kara Hui, Marcus Chin, Shaun Chen, Chris Tong. [&lt;a href="http://www.cinema.com.my/news/interviews.aspx?search=2011.i_adrianteh_weddingdiary_4757"&gt;Adrian Teh's Wedding Diary Interview&lt;/a&gt;].&lt;br /&gt;
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The movie entitled "&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Wedding Diary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here is the trailer:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here is the Synopsis:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;The Wedding Diary highlights disparities between the bride's and groom's families, from wealth levels to social differences between Singaporeans and Malaysians with its divergent Hokkien and Cantonese cultures. To please his future in-laws, the groom Daniel agrees to hold an extravagant dinner banquet in Singapore. On the wedding day, Daniel is dismayed the angpow money given by guests which he plans to use to foot the bill goes missing...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;My view:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;This movie has sort of relate to my life on how things are. Love, Family, Friends and own&amp;nbsp;struggles. Men sometimes have their own dignity and ego to keep but sometimes we forget that if we let go a bit, our life would be an easier place to live. This movie has really got me thinking a lot about my life and this movie is seriously meaningful!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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4.5/5&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Go watch this movie before it the cinema takes it off air! Don't miss this local film!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Source: [&lt;a href="http://www.gsc.com.my/Movie/MovieContents.aspx?search=2011.552.weddingdiary.638"&gt;GSC Movies&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322882143791398825-5098005592442250530?l=joelivethelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hey peeps, do you keep photos of yourself when you were a baby until today? I know I do, most of them are hard copy because in the 90's there were no digital stuff yet! But thanks to scanner, i can scan some of these photos! Check it out~!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/197222_10150101555111618_667666617_6757458_1614162_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/197222_10150101555111618_667666617_6757458_1614162_n.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;^My very first flight to USA. See the date, 14/8/1991&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/190635_10150101554851618_667666617_6757454_7775178_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/190635_10150101554851618_667666617_6757454_7775178_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;^The baby has landed! In the USA!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189246_10150101555451618_667666617_6757465_7015413_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189246_10150101555451618_667666617_6757465_7015413_n.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;^Ok I'm a bit older, taking shower in public! Pantless~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/184253_10150101554636618_667666617_6757450_8006337_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/184253_10150101554636618_667666617_6757450_8006337_n.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;^Hello, McDonalds? You should invest into making delivery! I'll be your No.1 Customer!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/190036_10150101555391618_667666617_6757464_5594814_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/190036_10150101555391618_667666617_6757464_5594814_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;^On the way to Penang... High flyer!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/183642_10150101555266618_667666617_6757461_725862_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/183642_10150101555266618_667666617_6757461_725862_n.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;^Its 1995, 4 years old and Imma rock star with my&amp;nbsp;pacifier &amp;nbsp;or when I was a baby I call it NeeNu.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/184640_10150101554821618_667666617_6757453_2638860_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/184640_10150101554821618_667666617_6757453_2638860_n.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;^Chilling in the Tub, oops I meant bucket.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/188723_10150101554701618_667666617_6757451_1207999_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/188723_10150101554701618_667666617_6757451_1207999_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;^Yeah getting older, Cameron.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/23632_380391976617_667666617_4225596_2662772_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/23632_380391976617_667666617_4225596_2662772_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;^Standard 2 or 3. Forgot.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/23632_380392061617_2385546_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="194" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/23632_380392061617_2385546_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;^2003, Yeah a bit older, I remember taking that bag for UPSR.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/23632_380392096617_667666617_4225618_4192825_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/23632_380392096617_667666617_4225618_4192825_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;^Yeah yeah I had the Red eye. Don't ask! haha. I believe this is Standard 6, help me do the math. 2003.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://ec.lrg.zpcdn.com/0/413/2643389.7bfc80.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://ec.lrg.zpcdn.com/0/413/2643389.7bfc80.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;^Somewhere in between Primary and Secondary&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://org31.zpcdn.com/0/621/3975691.cdb4e6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://org31.zpcdn.com/0/621/3975691.cdb4e6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;^The form 1/2 of the Joel Kuan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/188698_10150099643741618_667666617_6745227_3641127_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/188698_10150099643741618_667666617_6745227_3641127_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;^Form 3 ya!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/284_19064626617_667666617_886498_7590_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/284_19064626617_667666617_886498_7590_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;^Form 3~&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/196311_10150099650611618_667666617_6745297_2643590_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/196311_10150099650611618_667666617_6745297_2643590_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;^Form 4. :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/198388_10150099647916618_667666617_6745267_6274476_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/198388_10150099647916618_667666617_6745267_6274476_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;^Form 5 ya. The red tie~!&lt;br /&gt;
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^Almost ending college&lt;br /&gt;
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^The final event we host for our final year in college&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;^Now. 2012! Happy New Year!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUVzucHJsK4/Tzj6545OrNI/AAAAAAAABCM/U5eDQiOkPeY/s1600/pouring-beer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUVzucHJsK4/Tzj6545OrNI/AAAAAAAABCM/U5eDQiOkPeY/s320/pouring-beer.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Alcohol has been discovered long time ago. No one knows the exact date of when it has been discovered but everyone knows when you have too much of it, your system gets high!&lt;br /&gt;
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Drinking Wine, Beer, Hard&amp;nbsp;Liquor, Cocktails or Shots have been a common leisure for people ranging from Teenagers to Senior Citizen; but many don't know what is the long term effect or aftereffect of&amp;nbsp;excessive&amp;nbsp;intake of this liquid substance that makes you forget who you are for the night.&lt;br /&gt;
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Let's cover the basic of alcohol shall we? Why do alcohol causes people to get tipsy and loose control? Alcohol does not need to be digested by the stomach but directly enter the bloodstream of the human body. That's why you get red. Alcohol travel very fast around your body and the first place it dwells is in the brain. This is why you get tipsy followed by losing control, blurred vision and uncontrollable words from your mouth. Full article: [&lt;a href="http://www.knowyourlimits.info/HowAlcoholWorks.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;Know Your Limits&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;
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Different group of peoples breaks down the chemistry of alcohol at a different rate/time; gender, age, weight and even the type of drinks.&amp;nbsp;Despite rate of the human body breaks down alcohol, the one common thing is the organs are working VERY hard to do so.&lt;br /&gt;
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The 3 main organs that helps release the alcohol from your bloodstream are your Liver, Kidneys and Lungs. That's why when you blow into the breathalyzer, police can catch you drinking!&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, the&amp;nbsp;paragraph above is the main point I want to say. These 3 organ works very hard to help you discard the alcohol out from your body and ANYTHING in this entire world that works too hard will eventually break down and even spoil. Just put your PC on for 365 days and you will notice things will begin to break down; same as the body.&lt;br /&gt;
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I urge you peoples, drinking once awhile is ok. Getting drunk and losing control once in a blue moon is ok but &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;PLEASE DON'T DRINK EVERY DAY &amp;amp; NIGHT&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;
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In 2006,&amp;nbsp;3.4 million or 14.9% Malaysians are diabetics. In year 2000, it has been estimated a stagering 171 million and its prediction of 2030 is 366 million. Being diabetic ain't fun. Trust me, I know. So please my fellow readers, control yourself; Drink under the limit and control. Don't make it a habit to drink. Be a social drinker or "once-in-a-blue-moon" drunker. When any one of your organ fails, you will regret your whole life just for not controlling yourself for that few nights of leisure.&lt;br /&gt;
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The are the number of thing that can happen to you:&lt;br /&gt;
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Sources: [&lt;a href="http://www.who.int/diabetes/facts/world_figures/en/" target="_blank"&gt;World Health Organization&lt;/a&gt;] [&lt;a href="http://www.consumer.org.my/index.php/health/diseases/81-34-million-or-149-malaysians-are-diabetics"&gt;Consumer.org.my&lt;/a&gt;] [&lt;a href="http://www.knowyourlimits.info/HowAlcoholWorks.aspx"&gt;Know Your Limits&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;
Images: [&lt;a href="http://test-alcohol.com/"&gt;Test Alcohol&lt;/a&gt;] [&lt;a href="http://www.abbotsfordtoday.ca/"&gt;Abbotsford Today&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322882143791398825-5807241869908246081?l=joelivethelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I was just talking to a fellow blogger and a fellow friend of mine. We were talking about blogs and somehow the topic was pulled towards &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Love&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Past&lt;/span&gt;. The common topic of nowadays youth adult (and even adults).&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, while talking about this topics, a thought just popped into my mind about the shape of a love. I believe the shape of a love/heart is the most widely used shape along side Circle, Square and Triangle; The thought of this love shape just lighted up and the&amp;nbsp;sentence&amp;nbsp;"&lt;i&gt;True love can never separate&lt;/i&gt;" came up.&lt;br /&gt;
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As you notice the Love Shape above, I've label the two points 1 and 2. You will get what I am trying to express at the end of this post.&lt;/div&gt;
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The both sides of the love shape are actually a mirror to each other. Beginning from point 1 towards point 2 is the common way to draw a Love Shape. Notice that point 1 has a big curve where as it goes slimmer and meets at point 2?&lt;/div&gt;
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A relationship begins at point 1, close to each other. As you go on with the relationship, you feel that you are getting further away from each other; no more 24/7 texting, no sweet talks, no loves and kisses or whatever. Remember, no matter how far apart you both may go, even break up, a true love will bring you back to each other sooner or later like point 2 meeting at the end of the drawing.&lt;/div&gt;
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Don't be overly sad when things don't work out. If your partner was meant to be with you, you both will meet back again, one day; just no one knows when. Keep your fate up high, go on enjoying life! Love will find its way back into your heart. No rush!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Image:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://utterlyurban.com/sayings-about-love/"&gt;http://utterlyurban.com/sayings-about-love/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322882143791398825-3623585872084287549?l=joelivethelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Shake was an awesome night! A little bit of Old Skool plus commercial music and the special of the night was the Video mix done by &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/iamdjclifford" target="_blank"&gt;DJ Clifford&lt;/a&gt;. I had fun with my peeps but sadly didn't take any photo... :P hahaha... I bet many of you shook till your body is aching now, drink till you were drunk and party like a party animal! Its good! Enjoy the night~! Well here is a little teaser photo of DJ Clifford in the mix~! See you again when the next Shake arrives! :P&lt;br /&gt;
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!Sorry, it was dark! And DJ was moving around!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/iamdjclifford" target="_blank"&gt;DJ Clifford&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Mr. Jay, Myself, Ms. Agnes and Ms. Zoey~ Seriously, i look like a freaking kid... =="&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Censored for minors)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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If you just search on Google.com for David Beckham Nude, you will find the result of this stupid scandal act.&lt;br /&gt;
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This nude photos has only ONE source which is Omgblog.com. Omgblog.com is a well known website for making stupid hoax and news, the photo of David Beckham Nude is posted &lt;a href="http://www.omgblog.com/2007/04/omg_hes_naked_david_beckham.php" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(Warning, Link explicit; 18x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I've found a source that backs me up. It speaks of this photo have been cleverly photoshopped as if it was the real thing. Source: [&lt;a href="http://www.whoateallthepies.tv/transfer_talk/1980/fake_naked_full.html" target="_blank"&gt;Who Ate All The Pie&lt;/a&gt;].&lt;br /&gt;
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If you still don't believe me, explain to me why does Beckham chooses to show his "Private Part" to the world for an AIDS campaign? And Explain to me why the only source having this photo is Omgblog.com alone and not the news or fan site or the AIDS organization?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322882143791398825-1898240319446549060?l=joelivethelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Seriously?! Whats up with the society? KFC is an international company and this is too much. No matter how wrong, HOW WRONG a customer is, the staff cannot lay a finger on the customer. NO MATTER WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;
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As a matter fact, no one should lay a finger on anyone as fight is not a solution but its a problem.&lt;br /&gt;
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The video that took a hit on Facebook two days ago has already hit the news:&lt;br /&gt;
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The victim has just had a press conference, the video as below:&lt;br /&gt;
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Just giving my thoughts here, Mr. Danny has all the right he has even if he scolded the staff with vulgar words because after all, it is just verbal argument and physical attack is too much. If the staff scolded him back or asked him to leave that's fine but not to beat him up.&lt;br /&gt;
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I believe on EVERY voucher there is a term, "The management has the right to change or refuse refund" or however it goes; The management can just revoke the voucher from Mr. Danny and not refunding him if he caused chaos or unpleasing moments.&lt;br /&gt;
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Who ever commented on the staff is babi, racist people and stuff; Let's just put that aside first, there's no need for any racism here. The issue is about the "customer" &amp;amp; "staff" not "Chinese" &amp;amp; "Malay".&lt;br /&gt;
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What is your comment? Who do you think is right? Let's talk about it!&lt;br /&gt;
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In the mix with &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/dj3mo.michael" target="_blank"&gt;DJ 3mo&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/iamdjclifford" target="_blank"&gt;DJ Clifford&lt;/a&gt;. It's gonna be an awesome night; even Cow's Milk ain't enough to keep you energize for the awesomeness of &lt;b&gt;SHAKE&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;
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The premiere of Shake starts this Friday, 10th February 2012. If you want more info or free guestlist, drop me a comment here and I'll hook you up!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;!Don't Miss Out This Awesome Friday Night At Milk Club!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322882143791398825-7626958014882317435?l=joelivethelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hello #BlogNation. It has been almost half a year since I've updated my little blog. I notice, somehow I have been generating a lot of visitor through the blog entitled "Deactivating Facebook" &amp;amp; "The title of my blog". If you make a search on &lt;a href="http://image.google.com/"&gt;image.google.com&lt;/a&gt; for My Life, somehow the second image links back to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well anyways I would like to wish my fellow friends a Happy belated 2012 and a Happy Lunar New Year to my Chinese friends. Ever since 2012 started, it has been ups and downs for me.&lt;br /&gt;
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The very first thing I remember was having an accident whilst on the way to party with my friend Benji. We just driving along after dinner at Genting Klang when this Uncle, either drunk or fell asleep while riding, banged onto the back of my "just went for repair" car. It costed me RM1 000 to fix but my dad helped to pay half. Ever since I tried calling the Uncle again but he never picked up and yet he still blamed me when he knocked me. Pfff. (no image, deleted it; sorry!)&lt;br /&gt;
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Moving along, I had one photoshooting session for my little junior as her assignment. Went, well, kinda, hopefully, good. Haha... I am not a photogenic when I am being asked to pose like a star but we got through it. We both are amateurs but we had a lot of fun! Below are some of the photos! :D&lt;br /&gt;
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It is my hometown so I was there for my Chinese New Year. Got loads of Ang Pao but gladly this year I didn't spent any of it! Saving it for my UK studies. Oh by the way, I might be going to UK for my further studies this September if all goes well. Do pray for me ok! And happy birthday to myself for turning 21 in the Lunar Calender. My Lunar birthday is on 9th day of Chinese New Year, Bai Tian Gong!&lt;/div&gt;
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Well, almost on every blog I talk about &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! And this blog I will too.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was actually kinda hurt when people started to ask me am I gay for not having a girlfriend? Don't get me wrong, I don't dispute gay but I just can't accept that people says or asks that I am gay because I do not have a girlfriend. I just haven find the one I really love! I can't jump into a relationship if I don't even love her! But sometimes I step into the wrong shit over and over again by thinking that I truly like and begin to love a girl to only find out that well, I'm being played. Just being too naive I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyways! My blog ends here. If you want more frequent updates, the best place is to look for me on Facebook; But if you can't find my profile then that's too bad because somehow there is something wrong with my profile.&lt;br /&gt;
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PS: I am really happy that yesterday when I was at Vertigo. I met back with a girl I have always wanted to talk to again. I am really sorry to her but I met her again and we talked! Ms. Roselyn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322882143791398825-5989172492116863571?l=joelivethelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I look at you like a river water flows,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Soft and calm,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cool and easy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Never have i thought,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heart is broken,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hope is crush&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Plans are forgotten.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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That is a little something i wrote which I don't even know what it means.&lt;br /&gt;
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Recently, many things have happened in my life especially the past 2 weeks. I am a person that take something small into something to look forward to. When I was in secondary, what kept me going on studying was to wait for holiday, what kept me going on studying for that day was Lunch time and What kept me on going in College was time to work. Every little thing keeps me going for a reason and sometimes meeting up a friend on a tragic month keeps me alive.&lt;br /&gt;
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The first thing that happened was my dad was admitted to hospital because the Doctor found fluid in his lung. We all, even the Doctor thought that my dad would have had Lung Cancer as this was the&amp;nbsp;symptoms&amp;nbsp;of Lung Cancer. We prayed hard and hard for my dad to be well and amazingly my dad had no Lung Cancer but it was just an infection in his lung that cause fluid to enter his lung.&lt;br /&gt;
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Even though&amp;nbsp;that, he still has to go for surgery to remove the fluid from his Lung and as soon as the surgery was done, he was sent to the ICU without informing us what happened; My mom and I was very worried as the Doctor was not present to talk to us.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thank God he was fine and my dad health seems much better now.&lt;br /&gt;
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At first we thought all was fine but I received a call from my Uncle. I still remember the conversation well, it goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Uncle: Joel, is Ah Ma (grandma) with you in KL?&lt;br /&gt;
Joel: No o... Why le?&lt;br /&gt;
Uncle: I cannot seem to get hold of Ah Ma so I was wondering if she is in KL with you all.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Joel: No le... Maybe she went to the temple?&lt;br /&gt;
Uncle: Nvm i try calling again.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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At this very moment, I had the feeling something bad has happened to my grandma as she never ignores a call so i tried to call her house also but I did not inform my parents about this coz my dad was just discharged and I didn't want them to get worried. I tried calling and she didn't pick up, at that time was 10pm and i thought she was in the temple or might had been asleep.&lt;br /&gt;
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The next day I saw a my Aunty called me and my heart started to beat fast as I knew it would certainly be something to do with my grandma. She told me, Joel, Ah Ma has passed away. Can you please tell your parents. I hung up the call and my classmate was beside me, I knew my classmate saw a changed in my facial expression; I was so shocked that I didn't know what to do for a moment until it came to my mind that I have to call my parents.&lt;br /&gt;
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I picked up the phone to call my mom and after a short discussion, we decided to go back to Penang. At 7.30pm that evening, we drove back to Penang. Ever since I was at Penang, memory of my Grandma flashes back; How she talked to me, What she loves to do, How she saw me grow up. But as soon as I open my eyes, her&amp;nbsp;casket&amp;nbsp;was in front of me which was really heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;
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We were in Penang till Sunday, the day after my grandma was put to rest in her temple along with his son.&lt;br /&gt;
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As I mentioned in the post earlier, I look forward to a lot of things and for this very tragic month, I look forward to this 3 public holidays as I booked a day with my friend to go out, we've not met before but we are very close to each other and I was hoping to take this opportunity to meet up and ease my mind also.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ever since my grandma pass away, I have been looking forward to this day a lot to meet up with her but a true lie she had given me, a true true lie. What was I to her? Someone stupid to really look forward to something that she didn't even give a damn? Let me put it this way, "Don't Give A Fuck" to it? Let the image speak for itself. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Click on the image to enlarge)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I was just messing around my blog settings just a few moments ago and I came to a point where it says &lt;b&gt;TITLE. &lt;/b&gt;In the field next to it was my blog title which is &lt;b&gt;My Life, My Moment, My Dream.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My own blog title got me thinking, I've been living a long time trying to satisfy everyone I've came to know. Why wouldn't it be vice-versa? Why would it be someone tries hard to satisfy me? In my Facebook recently, I've posted a status&lt;br /&gt;
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What should I do? It got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;
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Here is a song that would actually match this blog.&lt;br /&gt;
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My classmate was just messing with my laptop at class today and he saw a video on my Desktop. He, as a curious guy about everything, asked me what was the video about. I told him was something I did and I opened it for him to view.&lt;br /&gt;
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To his surprise, it was actually a poem written inside. He said why did i write all these for no reason? You seem lonely and so pity writing these but the receiver is "no-one"...&lt;br /&gt;
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What i told him was, This 3 words "I Love You" has never been a word that could really express my feelings or my love because it seems to me just 3 simple words that are so commonly used nowadays. Poem to me is something I need to express my heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was shocked that he answered me YES! I understand your feeling. I never knew I could find a person that needed poem to express but even shocking is that I never knew it would be my classmate.&lt;br /&gt;
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What I told him was actually a white lie. This poem wasn't to no-one and it wasn't meant to be viewed by anyone because this video was suppose to be for a person that is in my heart. An unknown person maybe in the future or the past.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyways, since he saw the video. Here I will show the video to all. Sometimes keeping things in the heart ain't that good but not always telling it out will be better. Putting into words and song will explain 1/3 of all the things.&lt;br /&gt;
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Enjoy this little video &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(best view in full screen)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I've seen so much on Facebook, I've learn so much from Facebook, I've experience so much on Facebook and I've done so much on Facebook. I wonder, would it be better if i would to just disable my Facebook account for a week and go out to socialize with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Facebook has given me many opportunity to widen my network among different groups of people; directors, ambassadors, models, agents, and even up to owners.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Since beginning of this year, or maybe the moment i sign a contract with DiGi, i have gone full out for Facebook as if it was part of my life to check it, to go through it; as if it was my newspaper. Since then, i have become so "obsessed" about it that i do check friends profile so see whats happening and true enough i sometimes think the wrong way why they replied others and not me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I have become someone i don't know myself. But in terms, i have learn something more about myself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now the issue is should i overcome this issue by deactivating my Facebook or just try to overcome this issue with my Facebook still active. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My mind has been fighting so much because of the issue of "Friends". Some of my friends know that I am the only child in the family and i do not have any siblings, the next closest person i have are friends and i do cherish them a lot. Since FB is available, i have used Facebook to connect to my friends but now i will be deactivating the one source to connect to my friends. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;What should I do readers?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322882143791398825-2355762545025565041?l=joelivethelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hey all my friends, i wonder why i have the urge to write a little blog out of a sudden. Maybe its due to whats happening in life or its just a plain old random feeling.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Have you ever loved someone but he/she seems to be ignorance to your love? Have you ever felt that you feel so left out when you see her/him with their loved ones? Well, i feel you my friend.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I've loved this girl for long period of time. She just ignored and acted as if we were just good friends, what i did to her was what a "good friend" should do. Well, i accepted what she said to me. But after a long period of time, i've told myself to just let go, I'm still young am I not? I still have ten thousand other girls to choose from, why wait here all alone feeling being used?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I did so and guess what, she came back to me saying she miss me and so on. Later on she called me a fake that what i did for her are all fakes. How could this be. How could this happened. Now she treats me like a stranger, she treats me like we never met before.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I'll like to dedicate this song to her. And i hope all my readers to this blog look into the lyrics of this song.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
No, I can't take one more step towards you&lt;br /&gt;
‘Cause all that's waiting is regret&lt;br /&gt;
Don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore&lt;br /&gt;
You lost the love I loved the most&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I learned to live, half alive&lt;br /&gt;
And now you want me one more time&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;
Runnin' 'round leaving scars&lt;br /&gt;
Collecting your jar of hearts&lt;br /&gt;
And tearing love apart&lt;br /&gt;
You're gonna catch a cold&lt;br /&gt;
From the ice inside your soul&lt;br /&gt;
So don't come back for me&lt;br /&gt;
Who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I hear you're asking all around&lt;br /&gt;
If I am anywhere to be found&lt;br /&gt;
But I have grown too strong&lt;br /&gt;
To ever fall back in your arms&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I've learned to live, half alive&lt;br /&gt;
And now you want me one more time&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It took so long just to feel alright&lt;br /&gt;
Remember how to put back the light in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;
I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed&lt;br /&gt;
‘Cause you broke all your promises&lt;br /&gt;
And now you're back&lt;br /&gt;
You don't get to get me back&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;
Runnin' 'round  leaving scars&lt;br /&gt;
Collecting your jar of hearts&lt;br /&gt;
And tearing love apart&lt;br /&gt;
You're gonna catch a cold&lt;br /&gt;
From the ice inside your soul&lt;br /&gt;
Don't come back for me&lt;br /&gt;
Don't come back at all&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;
Runnin' 'round  leaving scars&lt;br /&gt;
Collecting your jar of hearts&lt;br /&gt;
And tearing love apart&lt;br /&gt;
You're gonna catch a cold&lt;br /&gt;
From the ice inside your soul&lt;br /&gt;
Don't come back for me&lt;br /&gt;
Don't come back at all&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;
Who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Many things happened this past which really changed my life to the better i suppose.... Human have to go through the worse to just get up and know. I have that reaction of "Oh shit, i am wrong, wrong wrong wrong." Thats when i know, i have to learn from that mistake.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Well, let that mistake go pass and i've learn my lesson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322882143791398825-5454760720151546414?l=joelivethelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cCpJpPACL_y8kKcLlto6x8VZ9uc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cCpJpPACL_y8kKcLlto6x8VZ9uc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLifeMyMoment/~4/qUSvirrzfZU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-03T02:24:14.708+08:00</app:edited><feedburner:origLink>http://joelivethelife.blogspot.com/2010/11/meaning-of-love.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>I'm in KL Bitch~!</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLifeMyMoment/~3/7u3XI8_BHho/im-in-kl-bitch.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joel Kuan)</author><pubDate>Tue, 26 Oct 2010 05:51:21 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322882143791398825.post-7803915971681132143</guid><description>Yeah, i'm in KL Bitch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 October 2010, a day we celebrated Zining birthday and Benji birthday.... awesome night and Zining got screwed!!! hahahaha... kelian....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the photos tell the story~! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs463.ash2/73662_171536452861545_100000155747947_619228_6422405_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 302px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs463.ash2/73662_171536452861545_100000155747947_619228_6422405_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Yvonne Lee Yi Wen~!!! Pretty mah? hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs909.snc4/72196_171537952861395_100000155747947_619276_2394343_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 311px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs909.snc4/72196_171537952861395_100000155747947_619276_2394343_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha... sitting at sofa the time ntg to do so take photo... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs468.ash2/74110_171536939528163_100000155747947_619243_5937762_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 346px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs468.ash2/74110_171536939528163_100000155747947_619243_5937762_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pretty Angelyne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs918.snc4/73095_171538269528030_100000155747947_619285_3482319_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 338px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs918.snc4/73095_171538269528030_100000155747947_619285_3482319_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in KL Bitch~!! Cliff, Benji and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs449.ash2/72198_171535366194987_100000155747947_619192_3245813_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 337px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs449.ash2/72198_171535366194987_100000155747947_619192_3245813_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Zining, the awesome birthday girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs396.ash2/67453_171536092861581_100000155747947_619217_7075883_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 209px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs396.ash2/67453_171536092861581_100000155747947_619217_7075883_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe Lee, Zining, Agnes.... nice pic... and u can see me behind! Muahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs420.ash2/69797_171534809528376_100000155747947_619178_3661410_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 189px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs420.ash2/69797_171534809528376_100000155747947_619178_3661410_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe.... too bad not all wearing huh.... all must wear liao!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs927.snc4/74082_171535319528325_100000155747947_619191_7878854_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 191px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs927.snc4/74082_171535319528325_100000155747947_619191_7878854_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cliff, Zining, Benji, Elin, Yvonne and I!!! Wow... nice shot man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs244.snc4/39514_171536256194898_100000155747947_619223_6861901_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 314px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs244.snc4/39514_171536256194898_100000155747947_619223_6861901_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my most valuable pic of that night... i love this pic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hehe... thats Zining birthday!!! hehehe... got another special thing done by my mei mei also... She did an art work for her school.... with my name!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JOEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs828.snc4/68804_155076447861030_100000760280154_226874_1217402_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 215px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs828.snc4/68804_155076447861030_100000760280154_226874_1217402_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks mei mei!!! &lt;3 style="text-align: left;"&gt;Don't forget to like my blog at the sidebar~!!!! Post comments too... :) Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322882143791398825-7803915971681132143?l=joelivethelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The very first thing i did was a press conference presentation with 2 of my fellow classmates, Nick and Chen... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;... really laugh my pants of fire... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gznn-dSwECA/TLwpskKKfHI/AAAAAAAAA4U/GRn1kF-06JM/s1600/IMGP4359_800x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gznn-dSwECA/TLwpskKKfHI/AAAAAAAAA4U/GRn1kF-06JM/s200/IMGP4359_800x600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529340288101416050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is me emceeing for the press conference... Smart Casual man!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gznn-dSwECA/TLwp4a0-kpI/AAAAAAAAA4c/5Q0Bqb3UW4U/s1600/IMGP4365_800x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 186px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gznn-dSwECA/TLwp4a0-kpI/AAAAAAAAA4c/5Q0Bqb3UW4U/s200/IMGP4365_800x600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529340491755066002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is my group mate, Kobe C. and Nick C... Nick C. is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;taiwan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;kampung&lt;/span&gt; artist! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, really fun to do press conference... we did a press kit and it was awesome! But too bad we didn't take photo of it... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, after the press conference at 5pm, me and my emcee partner for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Dasein&lt;/span&gt; Convocation had a final rehearse.... The convocation is on Saturday, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; post photo of it later in this post... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the rehearse at 7pm, i went for movie shooting... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; tired but was a quick one... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 9pm i waited with Yvonne at her place for two stupid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;dumbass&lt;/span&gt; slow pokes who was late almost 1 hour plus... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;.... Von was like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt; where are they!!! And i was like chill chill...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.. Cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Catherine birthday party at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Duta&lt;/span&gt; Vista... had 'fun'... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;... most of the time was in the room chatting with Vincent while that Ken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Jin&lt;/span&gt; was busy doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;photoshoot&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt; ... Here are some of the photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs749.snc4/64978_169313353083855_100000155747947_603315_2386791_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 278px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs749.snc4/64978_169313353083855_100000155747947_603315_2386791_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel so sexy~! hahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs763.snc4/66296_169311486417375_100000155747947_603230_7210349_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 186px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs763.snc4/66296_169311486417375_100000155747947_603230_7210349_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The guys that attended Cath birthday... These are the early onces... Terry, Funkzu, Monkey they all came later... hahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs409.ash2/68769_169311056417418_100000155747947_603215_7786566_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 232px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs409.ash2/68769_169311056417418_100000155747947_603215_7786566_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haha i look like a noob... wtf photo is this... lol~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs308.snc4/40714_169311033084087_100000155747947_603214_7581560_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 249px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs308.snc4/40714_169311033084087_100000155747947_603214_7581560_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ahhh, this one looks better... hahahaha.... just my outfit sucks... hahaha... what to do!!! Its a pajamas party!!!! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs420.ash2/69802_445054567755_676682755_5547129_7971319_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 167px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs420.ash2/69802_445054567755_676682755_5547129_7971319_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Behind the scene shot!!! hahaha.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs291.snc4/40910_169310936417430_100000155747947_603211_5541733_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 222px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs291.snc4/40910_169310936417430_100000155747947_603211_5541733_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the dumbo that made us late... hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thats about it for my Friday night... i reached home about 3am plus... hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back down to Saturday Night, it was time for Dasein 9th Graduation Day... nice? The best part is i am the Emcee!!!! Along with my partner HwiYee... hehehehe... Let the photo do the talking... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs782.snc4/66202_1602122845637_1013059847_1741040_7098097_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 170px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs782.snc4/66202_1602122845637_1013059847_1741040_7098097_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG， i look good, don't I? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs452.ash2/72549_446601743029_611708029_5590733_5178436_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 459px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs452.ash2/72549_446601743029_611708029_5590733_5178436_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Leng lui senior... hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs416.ash2/69438_457975374144_652809144_5332567_3089647_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 340px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs416.ash2/69438_457975374144_652809144_5332567_3089647_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One leng zai senior and one leng zai helper... haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs807.snc4/68740_438780674093_627759093_5300494_7602159_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 432px; height: 288px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs807.snc4/68740_438780674093_627759093_5300494_7602159_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Leng Zai Kwai Ken and Leng Lui Sheriene... hehehe... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs803.snc4/68316_167102353306890_100000213790738_578276_6597292_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 349px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs803.snc4/68316_167102353306890_100000213790738_578276_6597292_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Leng Lui Dora le... hair long jor... hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs397.ash2/67500_442340912746_550542746_5348094_489796_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 316px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs397.ash2/67500_442340912746_550542746_5348094_489796_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Leng Lui jie jie Xiao Yee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs759.snc4/65981_442342612746_550542746_5348143_2697937_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 366px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs759.snc4/65981_442342612746_550542746_5348143_2697937_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fuyoh i look so LC.... hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs807.snc4/68741_442341062746_550542746_5348098_563046_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 417px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs807.snc4/68741_442341062746_550542746_5348098_563046_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Leng Lui Xuan... hehehehe... helper and Emcee... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs785.snc4/66587_1602125525704_1013059847_1741049_5392279_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 356px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs785.snc4/66587_1602125525704_1013059847_1741049_5392279_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is me and my emcee partner Hwi Yee... hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs446.ash2/71918_1602130005816_1013059847_1741060_345136_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 337px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs446.ash2/71918_1602130005816_1013059847_1741060_345136_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cute cute Agnes... *Does this count as annoying~!" hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thats about all the photo i have... this year i took very little photos at convocation... last year like 100 plus... this year very less... hahahaha... anyways this is long and only blog that i shared so many photos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do leave comments yeah~! hahaha Update soon... see ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Some clubbing song for you to enjoy! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/el-1fJOFC70?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/el-1fJOFC70?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/uXiIXno7SPs/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uXiIXno7SPs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uXiIXno7SPs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322882143791398825-157040685659887865?l=joelivethelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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