<?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-6332711282336351486</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:24:31.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TraditionsoftheTrade</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-4955893494986955565</id><published>2010-04-14T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T00:59:35.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An update to April Fools...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm so sorry readers, but I just found it, PRANK I PLAYED ON MOK YAN YIE!!! No hard feelings yeah Yan Yie, it was april fools =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;The following took place between her and I:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:35:31 AM] mok.yan.yie: y u want to c me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:36:32 AM] Ranil J Phil: Yan yie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:36:36 AM] Ranil J Phil: the thing is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:36:39 AM] Ranil J Phil: i have seen you around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:36:45 AM] Ranil J Phil: and yan yie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:36:48 AM] Ranil J Phil: i can help but notice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:36:49 AM] mok.yan.yie: but i c u la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:36:53 AM] Ranil J Phil: how pretty u look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:37:05 AM] mok.yan.yie: i am not pretty 1 la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:37:13 AM] mok.yan.yie: no nid to c lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:37:15 AM] Ranil J Phil: but you are pretty to me yan yie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:37:22 AM] mok.yan.yie: no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:37:26 AM] Ranil J Phil: and i want ot see you cuz, ur just so beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:37:33 AM] mok.yan.yie: fastel is the prettiest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:37:41 AM] Ranil J Phil: no shes not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:37:43 AM] Ranil J Phil: you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:37:45 AM] mok.yan.yie: although i duno who is she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:37:45 AM] Ranil J Phil: yan yie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:37:47 AM] Ranil J Phil: i think i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:37:56 AM] mok.yan.yie: no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:38:05 AM] mok.yan.yie: yak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:38:16 AM] Ranil J Phil: yan yie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:38:18 AM] Ranil J Phil: wo ai ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:38:22 AM] mok.yan.yie: no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:38:23 AM] mok.yan.yie: la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:38:28 AM] mok.yan.yie: so dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:38:32 AM] mok.yan.yie: damn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:38:34 AM] Ranil J Phil: ur hair smells so nice also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:38:39 AM] mok.yan.yie: no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:38:44 AM] mok.yan.yie: is smelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:39:01 AM] Ranil J Phil: no smelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:39:05 AM] Ranil J Phil: smell so nice wor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:39:16 AM] Ranil J Phil: i smell until i want to fall down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:39:23 AM] mok.yan.yie: (puke)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:39:34 AM] Ranil J Phil: not puke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:39:41 AM] Ranil J Phil: U really pretty la yan yie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:39:43 AM] Ranil J Phil: also ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:39:46 AM] Ranil J Phil: i want to tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:39:47 AM] mok.yan.yie: ofcoz 1 la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:39:55 AM] Ranil J Phil: Wo ai ni yan yie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:39:59 AM] mok.yan.yie: tell me wat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:40:04 AM] mok.yan.yie: omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:40:06 AM] Ranil J Phil: HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:40:07 AM] Ranil J Phil: no la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:40:12 AM] Ranil J Phil: HAPPY APRIL FOOLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:40:12 AM] mok.yan.yie: go n love another la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:40:20 AM] mok.yan.yie: cheah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:40:24 AM] mok.yan.yie: same to u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:40:29 AM] Ranil J Phil: but really, i love you yan yie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:40:31 AM] mok.yan.yie: happy april fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:41:51 AM] Ranil J Phil: Happy april fools yan yie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:41:52 AM] Ranil J Phil: =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:42:08 AM] mok.yan.yie: same to u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:42:13 AM] mok.yan.yie: lar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:42:18 AM] Ranil J Phil: good night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:42:24 AM] mok.yan.yie: i want to vomit already al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[4/1/2010 12:42:26 AM] mok.yan.yie: la*&lt;/span&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/6332711282336351486-4955893494986955565?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/4955893494986955565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/04/update-to-april-fools.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/4955893494986955565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/4955893494986955565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/04/update-to-april-fools.html' title='An update to April Fools...'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-4683034785183069201</id><published>2010-04-12T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T12:19:11.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Why is it so hard. People say life has its ups and downs, so where the hell are all my ups? Every single time I make a move, its either a wrong one or an ineffective one. If this is gods way of testing me, its so damn difficult to endure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Things just have to happen at the same damn time. Before I even knew it, Form 5 came along, stressing everyone around me. I look around, seeing people with books, and I question myself.."Do they have a social life?" Fact of the matter is that they may not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;seem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt; to have a social life now,  but look at their bright futures, they can be anything they want to be. What happens to slackers like me? End up behind times, probably some road sweeper, watching my other brothers gaining instant fame. It's so simple to type all of this but damn studying is hard. I'm such a hypocrite, asking people to study when I don't even take my own advice, sorry Avelyn. God dammit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;The best part about this year tho, is reuniting with distant/long lost friends. Most importantly, I get to spend time with her. I'm not really bothered if anything happens to me, as long as shes there, I'll bring down Mount Olympus with my bare hands! I think she notices but I'm not sure. I don't want to repeat my mistake, ultimately making me look like an ass and loosing a friend in the process. BUT GOD DAMMIT! I don't even talk to her best friends, I need help!!! (I know, first time the Afro Indian needs help but what the heck, life's too short)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;To you, my special lady, I hold you dear in my heart. If you do like me, accept my rude attitude, my crude language, my scruffy-ness and my low intellect, please drop more hints for me to pick up, just to be sure you are in as well. Ahh damn, this is though but yeah, opposites attract. You seem like such an opposite of me, well behaved/mannered, beautiful and organized at most! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Damn, this whole illusion is taking its toll on me, Owh well, what are free periods for other than taking a nap? =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Please help me out here...Please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I bid you Adure!&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/6332711282336351486-4683034785183069201?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/4683034785183069201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/04/friendship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/4683034785183069201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/4683034785183069201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/04/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-2831843231108646664</id><published>2010-04-01T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T18:35:30.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fools!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;Deng, so yesterday was April Fools and guess what, it was the worst April Fools ever....I got tricked twice, once by yoong and once by Navian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;This happened with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Navian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Navian:&lt;/span&gt; Ranil, Mr Viki's calling you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Ranil:&lt;/span&gt; Alright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;*walks out of door*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Navian:&lt;/span&gt; April Fools!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Ranil:&lt;/span&gt; Okayyy...That was pretty lame..= =&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;But non the-less, I did get tricked. To make things worse, I only played 3 April Fools pranks, and 1 was a failed attempt. DAMMIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st person I tricked was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Feon-na&lt;/span&gt;, Teehee! Sorry na, just had to do it =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Mok Yan Yie&lt;/span&gt; a.k.a Stylish *wink* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;Esther Ng&lt;/span&gt; (failed attempt)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;This happened between me, Edmond and Esther Ng;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Ranil:&lt;/span&gt; Dude I really needa trick someone, Im having (Prankitis). I know, I'll play the oldest card               in the book, confession.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Edmond&lt;/span&gt;: But who man?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;*looks around, spots Esther*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Ranil &amp;amp; Edmond&lt;/span&gt; : Esther =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;*Edmond calls Esther to on corner, for the confession*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Ranil: &lt;/span&gt;Esther, I have to say this out now, I can't take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;*takes her hands, holds it gently yet tight, and looks her right in the eyes for a few seconds*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Esther&lt;/span&gt;: What?? Why looking at me like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Ranil:&lt;/span&gt; Esther, you're the most gorgeous person I've ever seen. I can barely take my eyes off you,             and your eyes, I could get lost in them, yet never wanting to be found.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Esther&lt;/span&gt;: Owh cmon, Its April Fools =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Ranil:&lt;/span&gt; No Esther, I really mean it, I really really like you =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Esther&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah yeah, April Fools&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Ranil: &lt;/span&gt;DOWH! Dammit! Haishooo!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;Through all of that, Edmond was looking with a serious look to help with the ambience, sorry bro, it din work...Aih! I also tried being like stylo confession type to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Shuk Yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt; at the end of the day. She was leaning on the door, so i slammed my hand on the door, looked deeply into her eyes and like try to say corny/so called romantic stuff...I CAN'T DO IT TO HER!! SHES LIKE MY &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;KRYPTONITE&lt;/span&gt; OR SMTH! She just smiles at me, with that innocent small kid smile. I just couldn't do it. Trust me, I tried twice!?!?!? I bet thats gonna be her only weapon against me..Damn! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Shuk if you're reading this, I'm finding another way to disturb you &gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;Damn, boring la weh! Anywayz, waiting the arrival of my long lost brother &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Albert Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;...Come home fast mate, we're all waiting =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6332711282336351486-2831843231108646664?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/2831843231108646664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fools.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/2831843231108646664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/2831843231108646664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fools.html' title='April Fools!'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-2255974428661553350</id><published>2010-03-30T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T06:35:24.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Damn Exams!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Dammit!! GOD DAMMIT! Screw exams...this is the worst one yet...bloody failed 3 subjects in total. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Freaking AddMath, Bm and Moral...I swear this is my first time failing Bm...HOW THE HELL DO YOU STUDY BM??? SON OF A B**CH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;So far, Im quite disappointed with my results, as we all...So, back to books people = =! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I bid you Adure!&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/6332711282336351486-2255974428661553350?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/2255974428661553350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/03/god-damn-exams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/2255974428661553350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/2255974428661553350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/03/god-damn-exams.html' title='God Damn Exams!!!!'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-6432288870307065818</id><published>2010-03-28T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T09:55:33.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A friendly Convo with my Darling =D</title><content type='html'>So yeah, me, Jia Min and Albert are in a convo right now, discussing some need to know stuff and guess what...I MADE AN IMPRESSION ON HER !!!! =D =D =D... LOOKY!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[10:00:40 PM] &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;Ranil J Phi&lt;/span&gt;l: i would never do that, to such a beautiful yet stunning young lady such                                                  as yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[10:00:50 PM] &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;fatsel.&lt;/span&gt;!: ..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[10:00:54 PM] &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;fatsel.&lt;/span&gt;!: *cough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Owh yeah, SCORE 1 =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[3/28/2010 10:17:17 PM] &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;fatsel.!&lt;/span&gt;: nights darling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[3/28/2010 10:17:32 PM] &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;Ranil J Phil&lt;/span&gt;: night night sweety&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Score 2, =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[3/28/2010 10:16:37 PM]&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt; fatsel.!&lt;/span&gt;: nights hun x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[3/28/2010 10:17:20 PM] &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;Ranil J Phil&lt;/span&gt;: alright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[3/28/2010 10:17:21 PM] &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;Ranil J Phil&lt;/span&gt;: ciao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[3/28/2010 10:17:22 PM] &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;Ranil J Phil&lt;/span&gt;: bye hun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Score 3, =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Credits to my bud Jm, who is so open-minded...=D Love ya girl! Owh no! My manlyhood...Teehee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I bid you Adure!&lt;/i&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/6332711282336351486-6432288870307065818?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/6432288870307065818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/03/friendly-convo-with-my-darling-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/6432288870307065818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/6432288870307065818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/03/friendly-convo-with-my-darling-d.html' title='A friendly Convo with my Darling =D'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-8804055872329148002</id><published>2010-03-25T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T19:33:00.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waterpolo Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Owh yeah, God I love waterpolo...We got 1st baby, 1ST!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;But yeah, we did play rough huh ben =D Well let me give you a synopsis of the whole thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Our hearts were racing against the clock, as Ben got the ball, he passed it over to me for a divine intervention of imbalance. I knew the whole team was relying on my prowess of the game. As the burden grew heavier and heavier, I decided to take the shot. A burst of energy shot through me, my hands grew lighter and SMACK! It was a SCORE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Thats how it exactly happened...CHEH WAH! Beruang went up against harimau first while Seladang went against helang. During the match, boy we're we rough, first Jing Tye got sent out, followed by Zane (Harimau), then Ben. As usual, I couldn't keep quiet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;The ball fell right in front of me, as usual, who wouldn't react as to take the ball to pass, but the WHORE eugene held both my hands underwater. I didn't think of just kicking him away, but instead released my right hand. Well, you thought I would have got the ball but SMACK! My right hand just reacted to hit his head and push him underwater. Guess what, *PEEP* Sent out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;= =! Damn you Eugene. And when I scored a goal, 2 meter of side! WTF!!! Not counted = = but revenge was taken, when EUGENES TRUNKS TORE!!! Credits to Jing Tye!!! *bows*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;We still won tho, with a score of 8-4 i reckon. The match between helang and seladang went on. Helang did amazing, even though they lost, Hats off to them. They played a good game especially Xin you and Caezun.  Seladang won but with a close score of 5-4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Then our turn against Seladang. Ee leng told me to go easy on Seladang players, so I did. Well she didn't see what was going on underwater =D. Junbo of seladang was the person to kena! Underwater, sparks were flying. Kicking here, pulling trunks and all. Then some dude got the ball. I was in front of him so I started splashing water and moving a shit load. He got scared and dropped the ball = =! Then Jin, Yeh Bonne's bro got the ball, I shouted "EIIII!!!" He dropped the ball also = =! Am I that scary? Son of a B**ch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;So yeah, we won POLO, 1st BABY!!! WOOHOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I bid you Adure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6332711282336351486-8804055872329148002?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/8804055872329148002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/03/waterpolo-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/8804055872329148002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/8804055872329148002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/03/waterpolo-baby.html' title='Waterpolo Baby!'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-7414777593715144978</id><published>2010-03-24T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T05:52:13.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone...</title><content type='html'>I now realize something which has been right in front of my eyes, but never really did pay attention because of my clouded judgement. I'm only needed by you when you need something, or can't do anything on your own. Not even for a bloody normal conversation. As usual, I'm left out, nothing heard nor said.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now, I've decided as strong emotionally as I am physically. Doing this next step is going to be the hardest thing to do, but its for the best I guess. To tell all of you the truth, I'm on the verge of a complete breakdown but being in a family of boys and having no one to depend on, seeing that everyone depends on me to do every fucking thing for them, I've developed nerves of steel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet writing this, is already getting me chocked up and yeah. This is the final decision and nothing can change my mind, even if you change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Time will never heal this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I bid you Adure!&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/6332711282336351486-7414777593715144978?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/7414777593715144978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/03/alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/7414777593715144978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/7414777593715144978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/03/alone.html' title='Alone...'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-1922556524975317548</id><published>2010-03-22T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T11:36:38.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh God Damn!</title><content type='html'>Why, Why &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;can't&lt;/span&gt; I do anything right? I forgot, FORGOT THE MOST IMPORTANT DAY!!! Now, I've messed &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt; big time! and I'm not even sure of myself. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everywhere I turn, i get more and more clueless as to my purpose now. What the heck is going on with me, its not the same, just isn't no matter how much effort I put it.  I don't even have the heart to give it all up. DAMN WUSS!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So be it, You can't be at 2 places at once...So, the next time, I wil try my best to confirm the outcome, and god-speed, I will get this settled once and for ALL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Stupid, stupid, stupid..No damn guts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I bid you Adure!&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/6332711282336351486-1922556524975317548?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/1922556524975317548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/03/ahh-god-damn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/1922556524975317548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/1922556524975317548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/03/ahh-god-damn.html' title='Ahh God Damn!'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-1309997421481141104</id><published>2010-03-19T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T04:45:06.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Superb Chicken !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Omfg, I just mixed around and got a WICKED chicken recipe!!!! I'll upload the picture later but for now, bear with me. Here's the recipe: (I know I sound girlish but SCREW YOU, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I LOVE COOKING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THE END PRODUCT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/S6NjOracayI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j8PwSRydYhg/s1600-h/19032010_001.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/_jwY47Rsu9cs/S6NjOracayI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j8PwSRydYhg/s320/19032010_001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450309077871389474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ingredients For Mush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2 thumb-size ginger pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1 whole garlic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3 chillies (padi preferably) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sauces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lea &amp;amp; Perrins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Worcestershire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Huck's Hikary and Brown Sugar BBQ sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nandos Hot Peri-Peri Sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Extras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Absolute Vodka, you could use wine ( I know its a waste of good liquor but what the hell yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Marinade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Smash the garlic, ginger and chilies together until a mush, add a little salt to this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Defrost chicken and put into bowl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Mix sauces and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; together with chicken (Based on your own liking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Heat up a pan, put in oil and butter (very very little, you will see why)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Brown the top of the chicken, skin side preferably&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. Remove the pieces of chicken and place in a plate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. The remainder crisp and butter in the pan is made into a glaze by pouring some vodka into it,        let the alcohol burn off. Place the glaze in a bowl after straining through strainer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. The remainder marinade &amp;amp; mush is strained. The liquid is mixed with the glaze, to make an          EVEN BETTER GLAZE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. Put the chicken into an oven at 200 degrees Celsius for 40 mins + - 10 mins (Check chicken)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. Every 10 minutes, smother the glaze on top. If you have too much, toss it away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11. Cook until meat inside is edible ( Break the chicken to check with knife and fork)&lt;br /&gt;12. ENJOY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6332711282336351486-1309997421481141104?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/1309997421481141104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/03/awesome-superb-chicken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/1309997421481141104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/1309997421481141104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/03/awesome-superb-chicken.html' title='Awesome Superb Chicken !!!!!'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/S6NjOracayI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j8PwSRydYhg/s72-c/19032010_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-4486746427401855694</id><published>2010-03-17T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T07:00:40.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Privilege...</title><content type='html'>Ahh well, from the topic above, I think you guys know what I'm talking bout. So yeah, being the 2nd in line, in family of course, I've come to realize the many privileges the first born gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why this happens but yeah, it could be a tradition from biblical times, where the first born was often revered. Guess what, It still is going on.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What i realize is that, the first born escapes with literally everything with minimum punishment or so, but the exact opposite for the 2nd born. Simple stuff, day to day life things which can be carried out by everyone, is often pushed to the 2nd born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you may ask? Simple, the 2nd born is less significant, because he came 2nd, just another ordinary child, unlike the first born which is taken as a gift from god himself...but aren't all of us children of God? God's Gift? Well yeah, and often, the 2nd born doesn't get to decide nor get a say in any decision makings. It will just be shoved to the back of deaf ears....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As my mum was saying, "Your older brother is more special, not to say that all of you are not special, its just that he is MORE special" You can only imagine the hurt I felt when she said this. But what to do eh? I actually get her cuz he was a miracle baby and all, but tht doesn't mean he can be treated like a king right? He doesn't do the dishes nor clean the house, Gets to go out without say and STAY OVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens to the 2nd born? Put to fill in the gaps...Do dishes, clean the home and confined in a jail box!!! IT PISSES ME OFF!!! Nothing more to say....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I bid you Adure!&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/6332711282336351486-4486746427401855694?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/4486746427401855694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/03/privilege.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/4486746427401855694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/4486746427401855694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/03/privilege.html' title='Privilege...'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-1955424944794478904</id><published>2010-03-16T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T03:35:13.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Owh the pain!</title><content type='html'>Well, 2nd day of Extra Class, not too bad tho...cuz it was only 2 hours of Math...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;LOVE TRIGO&lt;/span&gt;!!! Damn My nerdy side got the better of me..*Locks the nerd in a box* Owhkay, now back to normal &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Affro Indian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOO yeah, math and stuff...After that, went for water polo &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;"Passing"&lt;/span&gt; which turned out to be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;WORKOUT&lt;/span&gt;!!! YEah was I pumped!! We, (Me, Ben, JayJay, Xin You, Lester and coach Chan) did a lot on the tension strings and focused on triceps...By the end of the workout, we &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;couldn't even lift our arms&lt;/span&gt;! Yes we tried lifting...It took us a lot of effort and our usual &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;constipated face&lt;/span&gt;...=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the workout, Coach asked us to top it off with push ups...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;Owh the pain&lt;/span&gt; we had to endure...but what the heck eh? So wide-hand, Close-hand triceps and Diamond or as Coach says "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Strawberry&lt;/span&gt;" hahaha! So yeah we did 10 of each with our arms trembling. After that, he asked us to do a special super surprise workout, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;All the push-ups above at a go for 10 times each&lt;/span&gt; = =, I managed to do 8 only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not worried now, I'm worried bout the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt; we will have to endure summore after our goodnight's sleep....&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;DENG! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Why am I such a Fool? Damn!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I bid you Adure!&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/6332711282336351486-1955424944794478904?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/1955424944794478904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/03/owh-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/1955424944794478904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/1955424944794478904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/03/owh-pain.html' title='Owh the pain!'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-5172341040746254244</id><published>2010-03-15T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T04:21:10.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of Holiday</title><content type='html'>Its the HOLIDAYS!!! Not much fun when you're detained at home till &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;AFTER SPM&lt;/span&gt;!! What kinda rule/punishment is this man...Freaking messed up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, first day of hols started with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;extra class in the morning&lt;/span&gt;..= =...Great ain't it?? SOOO, yeah, alarm clock went off at 7 o clock but guess what, I woke up at 8.10....Just the way I like it, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;LATE&lt;/span&gt;! So called up &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FFFF;"&gt;Ben&lt;/span&gt;, didn't pick up, called up &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Ugly Yoong&lt;/span&gt; also didn't pick up, Finally i put my trust in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Shuk Yin&lt;/span&gt;, she picked up and I guess she was not surprised I was in sleepy mode...They were all in skewl alrdy...Super = =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed to shower and off to skewl, reached at 8.30...Well sejarah was entertaining and educational while add math was rather boring, I had no1 to talk to man...Pretty messed up right? So I was quiet all the way through...Aih! Another thing, during the add math break, I went to Sc2 so yeah, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Ivan was sleeping&lt;/span&gt; so we (me and Ben) decided to have some fun....Ben drew on his fingernails with marker, while i drew a smiley face on his cheek, it was classic la!!! CLASSIC!!! and he didn't even realize until he wiped his cheek on his shirt and saw the smudge! HAHA!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked back to find tuition was about to start...Great, just great...And now, I'm posting this to put you guys in my shoes...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;SUCH A BORING HOLIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Now what? I wish it just happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I bid you Adure!&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/6332711282336351486-5172341040746254244?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/5172341040746254244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-day-of-holiday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/5172341040746254244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/5172341040746254244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-day-of-holiday.html' title='First day of Holiday'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-4224590128895839412</id><published>2010-03-12T05:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T05:25:45.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so so sorry readers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Guys and girls, *looks at wei yeen* &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so sorry I haven't updated my blog without any prior notice to anyone. It's just that a lot of shit has been going on with me. Confusion, Chaos and....well you get the point. I made a silent promise to myself to refrain from my blog, even though its nothing much, until all my problems were settled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of my problems have been settled by the help of many people. To avoid any nosy fools, I shall not tell their names, but basically the biggest pain in my ass was solved just 2 weeks ago sooo...WOOHOO!!!!! AND AND! EXAMS ARE OVER!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But somehow, I miss last minute shit the exam week dished out for us...  the chaos and utter fear, whoosh what a rush, and since your hyper for only sleeping like 4 hours in total for 3 days...I know some have beaten my record here but I'M HYPER SO SUE ME!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I promise to update my blog more often and and WELCOME TO THE WORLD S.M.C Clan! All my Macha's and Yellow Bradders! Ahh well, long live it yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Im caught in between both, Now what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, I bid you Adure&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6332711282336351486-4224590128895839412?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/4224590128895839412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-so-so-sorry-readers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/4224590128895839412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/4224590128895839412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-so-so-sorry-readers.html' title='I&apos;m so so sorry readers!'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-9035251816872351446</id><published>2009-12-30T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T12:39:47.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunway Lagoon</title><content type='html'>Well, me and he boys a.k.a Chun Keat, Suresh, Shahasra, Brandon, Albert, Yoong Wei, and Edward went there today. The day start with Chun Keat waking me up at bloody 7.45. Then Edward and Brandon came along later. Yoong Wei was our transport manager =D So yeah, it was awesome, The pirate ship scared the crap outta me, I'm not even kidding. Then we went to those spinner cups. All of us were so excited, we spun the damn thing too fast. Before I knew it, I could taste Edwards nasty cupcakes. As usual, I puked = =. Cuz of my nausea, i couldn't ride the tomahawk!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the wet park, when all bad luck and trouble broke loose. We started off with the lazy river. So yeah, messing around and shit, until Albert discovered he lost the plastic wallet with our cash. We were like, nvm its oni 6 ringgit per person in there. Then, we realized, our  locker keys were inside. Die! We din wana spend that much. 45 ringgit per locker key, and we had 3. Thats 3 keys worth 135 smackers. Screw that, We escaped by telling we lost our money and shit. They surprisingly bought it. HAHAHA! Owh, and Chun keats glasses broke + Yoong wei lost his wristband - -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to sunway pyramid, Manhattan Fish Market was awesome. The foods so AWESOME!!! So yeah, we did much more stuff, but im too lazy to think of it. Ill edit if I have time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats all from me folks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I bid you Adure&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6332711282336351486-9035251816872351446?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/9035251816872351446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/sunway-lagoon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/9035251816872351446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/9035251816872351446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/sunway-lagoon.html' title='Sunway Lagoon'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-769471402393588921</id><published>2009-12-28T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T21:14:08.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Square</title><content type='html'>So yesterday we went to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Time Square&lt;/span&gt;. So yeah, me and Chun Keat reached early and were &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Super Hungry! &lt;/span&gt;Funny thing is, we din noe &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;wat the hell is in Time Square&lt;/span&gt;. So we called Ardi and asked where to food court was and shit. We took the escalator up, but when we reached the 3rd floor,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt; *a couple of uber hot girls* owh how i wish&lt;/span&gt;, Instead, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;some ladies which were not good looking&lt;/span&gt;, just came and said they were promoting a product and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;just rubbed lotion on Chun Keats hands.&lt;/span&gt; He got dragged to the stand. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual, I laughed my ass off but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;ended up getting the same treatment&lt;/span&gt;. They rubbed it on our face also = =. Well, i thought it worked cuz you could actually see the contrast of ur skin colour before and after putting the lotion, but later when we were eating, it just faded and the colour was the same as before. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;YOU CHEATS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, we decided to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;kena Ardi&lt;/span&gt; later on for the same shit. So at the end of the day, we were like Ardi, these smoking hot ladies rubbed lotion on our hands, you want in? He was like, Ok. So &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;we brought him up to the place&lt;/span&gt;. The best part was, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;he nearly kena from a GUY&lt;/span&gt;! HAHAHAH! So yeah, ck and me asked the lady to put on him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Ardi was so pissed&lt;/span&gt;, he kicked my ass and whacked Ck. Swear to god, that was just classic la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats all from me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I bid you Adure&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/6332711282336351486-769471402393588921?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/769471402393588921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/time-square.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/769471402393588921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/769471402393588921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/time-square.html' title='Time Square'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-8464761858839784170</id><published>2009-12-27T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T11:44:25.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comfort...</title><content type='html'>Everyone seeks for comfort, be it from their parents, their brothers, their teachers, heck even the damn family dog. Comfort it what everyone needs. Lately, everything has been haywire and chaotic for some of us. The immense heartbeat of that moment, scared us all. The only way to heal that un-healable scar is to show affection and comfort. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends make a whole load of difference in our high school / College life. They influence us in everything we do. Whether its a good party or bad party, that choice is yours...But good or bad, most of them will come for the save won't they? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time, its my turn to take the lead. My friends have always been there for me. Through thick and thin, they have been my lifeline. I'll be damned if I ever let them down. It's time to make up for all the mistakes I've done. I'm gonna make sure everyone who was and is in my life, will be helped throughout their school life. Be it in studies or social life, I'll be there for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've disappointed a very special person, and I'm sorry. I know things will never be the same, but as long as I get the same treatment as everybody, I'll be happy. Now, I promise I will help you through our school life and meet you at the top. Comfort is the best medicine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats all from me folks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I bid you Adure&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/6332711282336351486-8464761858839784170?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/8464761858839784170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/comfort.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/8464761858839784170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/8464761858839784170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/comfort.html' title='Comfort...'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-1325300697199676088</id><published>2009-12-25T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T20:10:53.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas/Thought</title><content type='html'>Well, its that time of day again! When the fat man comes to your room late at night, with a white bushy beard and a pot belly wearing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;..But guess wad, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;he's not santa&lt;/span&gt;, and has other &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;"intentions"&lt;/span&gt;....hahaha! Yeah, altho this post is a day late, I just wana wish everyone a very Merry Christmas! Happy Belated Birthday, Baby Jesus! Owh, and I just found out, They celebrate Christmas on 7 January in Russia...Why you may ask? Who knows, check it out then let me know =P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;This Christmas seemed like a pleasant one&lt;/span&gt;, but without Subash, it was kinda different. No more wise cracks and stuff. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Just a quiet boring ol christmas&lt;/span&gt;. Starting to miss the prick. Family is all gathered up in Ipoh for Christmas. I just love the l&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;ook on my Grandma's face&lt;/span&gt; when we come over. Its like she hasn't seen us for a million years. Awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing how un-eventful this Christmas was, I had a lotta time to think through a lotta things. Though un-necessary and adviced by friends to stop, it has just grown on me. Thinking and just looking at them possibilities. Don't ask me why, but have you ever imganined if you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;chose the other road&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;the other path of life&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;when you say no instead of yes&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;what would be the outcome&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;what blew the moment&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;if you agreed instead of disagreeing&lt;/span&gt;...Well there are loads more, but if I put it in words, this website won't be long enough to support it...Just sitting and thinking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats all from me folks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I bid you Adure&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/6332711282336351486-1325300697199676088?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/1325300697199676088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmasthought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/1325300697199676088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/1325300697199676088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmasthought.html' title='Christmas/Thought'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-456035667844778891</id><published>2009-12-22T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T06:02:02.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As Time Goes On....</title><content type='html'>Well readers, I made it quite clear on my topic above. Well, I came to my senses, realizing how clouded my mind had become, with silly stuff. Probably, as time goes on, my mind will be calmer, not jumping into conclusions nor taking advantage. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What was I even thinking? Damn, I need some time to think things through all over again. We will just have to go with the flow of sand and time, see where that takes us. Either along the path we are comfortable with, or on the path of judgement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thank the rest who helped me through this difficult moment. You have my gratitude. Well then, SPM is around the corner, we all better get to our books. So, tata for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Still on the pursuit of Happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Thats all from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I bid you Adure&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/6332711282336351486-456035667844778891?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/456035667844778891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/as-time-goes-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/456035667844778891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/456035667844778891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/as-time-goes-on.html' title='As Time Goes On....'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-1567305480212561402</id><published>2009-12-21T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T02:46:00.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Explosm.net</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(204, 204, 204); line-height: 20px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Owh dudes, you've gotta check out this website, its freaking awesome. You'll laugh your ass off when you look at the comics and shit. If you need a good laugh, heres the place to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SzBvmxowazI/AAAAAAAAACo/37p_iuf7xFQ/s400/thingy.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 142px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417953063676701490" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  font-size:13px;"&gt;This is how blur some people get...hahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SzBvf5opKlI/AAAAAAAAACg/sqUQjyKNRtU/s400/lincoln.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 141px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417952945564625490" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  font-size:13px;"&gt;This is just plain stupid/funny...If you get it la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SzBvV3o399I/AAAAAAAAACY/6k1ppS4lerU/s400/comicstressballs1.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417952773230032850" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  font-size:13px;"&gt;This is just messed up...HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SzBvIKmbjnI/AAAAAAAAACQ/u_fuYDW-NPE/s400/comicmonsterstuf1.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 233px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417952537801887346" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  font-size:13px;"&gt;And this, Well this is wrong, BUT Funny!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Judgement day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thats all from me folks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I bid you Adure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6332711282336351486-1567305480212561402?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/1567305480212561402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/explosmnet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/1567305480212561402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/1567305480212561402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/explosmnet.html' title='Explosm.net'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SzBvmxowazI/AAAAAAAAACo/37p_iuf7xFQ/s72-c/thingy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-145051413762593451</id><published>2009-12-21T18:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T18:15:59.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Songs</title><content type='html'>I think you all know when this happens. If you don't, just picture my situation. You suddenly have feelings for this girl, but you don't want to rush it. You don't want to lose a friend if she rejects. We try and try, but it will never be the same. Basically, its a life altering decision.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then while all these thoughts come in, or when your having them &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;butterflies in your stomach&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;love songs&lt;/span&gt; come on. I swear, when these damn songs come on at these moments, you can actually &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;pay attention to the lyrics&lt;/span&gt;. The fact of the matter is, your closely listening to what their saying. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;It pisses the hell outta me&lt;/span&gt;. Why, u might ask? Well lemme give you a few reasons:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;The damn feeling intensifies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;You can't stand not being with that person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;The pressure of everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Makes you feel like crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its so messed up when you end up feeling all emo and fked up on the inside, but without them love songs, we won't have any motivation. I'm not saying its bad or good, so please don't take it the wrong way. Its just so difficult when them songs come along. It has made me come to this decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I see her again, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;I'm going to let her know&lt;/span&gt;. Then again, I think she knows already, but its better to have it come out from my mouth. Time to get guts for the asking and prepare for the worst....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all from me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I bid you Adure&lt;/i&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/6332711282336351486-145051413762593451?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/145051413762593451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-songs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/145051413762593451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/145051413762593451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-songs.html' title='Love Songs'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-4810328984959921980</id><published>2009-12-20T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T22:03:21.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Feeling inside me....</title><content type='html'>Have you guys ever experienced it? That &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;special feeling&lt;/span&gt; which &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;stays with you and never goes away&lt;/span&gt;? The &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;feeling&lt;/span&gt; which &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;makes you want to cry but at the same time smiling with glee?&lt;/span&gt; The kinda &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;feeling&lt;/span&gt; which &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;keeps you up until 4 in the morning, thinking about them possibilities&lt;/span&gt;? Well, I don't know bout girls, I'm pretty sure they have it, but normally i see guys having this darn feeling.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It won't stop. When you know, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;Mrs. Right&lt;/span&gt; is waiting for you. not &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Mrs. Right Now&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Mrs. Right Forever&lt;/span&gt;. Shes the Chosen One. the one who sticks by you through thick and thin. No, this is not some fling but a real feeling. It makes you want to throw yourself off a building, or push yourself to greater heights for that special person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it is pretty difficult to confess to that person, specially for a guy. Cuz, as usual, guys have their &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;ego&lt;/span&gt; to uphold and their so called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Macho-ness&lt;/span&gt;. I have that same shit with me. So when they get this feeling, their balls start to shrink, hand start to sweat and we get all clammy. We can't even speak to that special person, but we know how dear they are to us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We would protect that special person, even if it takes our life. We would sacrifice all the riches in the world for that one person. For me, I would die for that person. When I think of her, wow, its like theres no-one there but her and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next step, Imagining the confession moment, which goes 2 ways. Either she accepts (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;Owh please dear Lord, THANK YOU JESUS&lt;/span&gt;) or she dumps you (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Screw the world god dammit!&lt;/span&gt;) It all depends how close you are to that person, not too close nor too far apart. For me, I express my love better written rather than speaking (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Cuz of the damn clammy-ness&lt;/span&gt;). Poems, Love notes, and songs. All those are my arsenal of weapons in the battle of love. Plus, i don't normally write notes and shit, but I don't know why, I have one right now, written but still on the editing stage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically, Its not all about talk but the subtle ways matter too. No skype, Msn nor text messaging. It all has to be done face to face. This is when our balls start to shrink. Well, enough from me. I'm having that damn feeling again which is making me smile to my computer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And to you, That special person I hold so deep in my heart, If you are seeing this;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;From the bottom of my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Even if you don't accept me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;I will be there to guide you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Protect you, and keep you safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;I will be your Guardian Angel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;In the dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;For the rest, Please don't ask who it is. Because I hold this person very close to my heart and I'd rather admit/confess on my own. Thank you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thats all from me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I bid you Adure&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/6332711282336351486-4810328984959921980?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/4810328984959921980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-feeling-inside-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/4810328984959921980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/4810328984959921980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-feeling-inside-me.html' title='This Feeling inside me....'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-128241718161350720</id><published>2009-12-20T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T05:56:25.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore!!</title><content type='html'>Well, Singapore was a blast! Cept the Customs...They looked at me a couple of times, thought I was some immigrant. WHACK UR FACE!?!?!? and erm, the city is pretty nice...its good to have clean streets and shit...awesome, especially the Clarke Quay...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was this lady who was uber hot....but she was a fkin fairy...A FAIRY!!! She stood on stilts and shit..with wings and all..but she was nice =D and not to mention HOT! and yeah, Turkish ice-cream guy was funny...The bastard tricked me into holding the ice-cream without a cone...Ill get you someday you hobo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, basically thts it, but I've gotta say, quite a lotta hot people visit Singapore around tht time...except when i accidentally caught a glance of some old ladies nipple...ARGHHH!!! Still tryna remove that memory....Orchard Road was packed as hell...so screw it...and din have time for the Zoo... Thts all la... YOU IMMIGRATION OFFICERS BETTER WATCH OUT, WHACK UR FACES!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all from me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen and bid you adure&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/6332711282336351486-128241718161350720?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/128241718161350720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/singapore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/128241718161350720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/128241718161350720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/singapore.html' title='Singapore!!'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-3063425994128104370</id><published>2009-12-11T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T17:40:34.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Night</title><content type='html'>Well, I was dragged to this party with all these 40+ year old people and shit. At first I thought it was gonna be a boring ass party. Boy, was I wrong. We went to this mexican restaurant names &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;las carretas&lt;/span&gt;. The party was held upstairs. There was a band and even a god damn bar, with a DISCO BALL!!! damn....At home dad said no alcoholic drinks..Go figure = = but later I realized he said that in front of my mum. At the party, he told me to take a margarita. Not bad ah =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But being a good boy, I didnt accept his offer. Instead I took a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Virgin Colata&lt;/span&gt;. Not bad, its a recommended for people with a taste for pineapples. So we sat down, and had our soup. After soup, there was a certain performance by this lady named Mandy. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;IT WAS BELLY DANCING!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt; OMG SHE WAS SUPER HOT!!! She looked like a mix of Arabic, Persian and Egyptian. And boy, could she move =D. The guys there, who I would like to remind were 40+ years of age, shouting &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;woooooHOOOO&lt;/span&gt;!!!! with their wives beside them. Christian was the one who was really wild. Shouting and screaming. Prob cuz he was drunk to begin with. Dillan was equally drunk as well. So yeah, dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After that, they had games. One of the games,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; suck beer through a straw&lt;/span&gt;. Who does it the fastest wins. Christian won. His wife was exceptionally quiet. She was just talking to this other Chinese lady and occasionally talking to me. Shes from &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Sarawak&lt;/span&gt;, and reminded me of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Farah&lt;/span&gt;  to be frank. She looked like &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Farah and her mum&lt;/span&gt;. Prob all Sarawakians look alike. =D haha, joking yeah =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I bid you Adure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6332711282336351486-3063425994128104370?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/3063425994128104370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/thursday-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/3063425994128104370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/3063425994128104370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/thursday-night.html' title='Thursday Night'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-7359720504637847671</id><published>2009-12-09T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T17:29:27.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas Carol</title><content type='html'>I went to the movies like 3 days ago and I watched this awesome movie. Starring &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Mr Jim Carrey&lt;/span&gt;, who played the leading actor &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Scrooge&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SyBkY1B7osI/AAAAAAAAABY/LWXYlGedhDk/s1600-h/jim-carrey_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SyBkY1B7osI/AAAAAAAAABY/LWXYlGedhDk/s320/jim-carrey_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413437129814155970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SyBki32uNHI/AAAAAAAAABg/53cjW-wycoQ/s1600-h/scrooge1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 183px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SyBki32uNHI/AAAAAAAAABg/53cjW-wycoQ/s320/scrooge1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413437302371136626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At first I thought it's definitely goona be a kiddy movie which I wouldn't enjoy, but it was exactly the opposite. It was awesome, well at least for me. It would have been better if I watched it in 3-D. Its about this really stingy fool names Scrooge who goes on a spiritual trip with 3 ghost, Ghost of Christmas &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Past, Present and Future&lt;/span&gt;. Its a must see for all stingy and non-stingy people. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;INDIANS&lt;/span&gt;, Chinese and Malays alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I bid you Adure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6332711282336351486-7359720504637847671?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/7359720504637847671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/christas-carol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/7359720504637847671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/7359720504637847671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/christas-carol.html' title='A Christmas Carol'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SyBkY1B7osI/AAAAAAAAABY/LWXYlGedhDk/s72-c/jim-carrey_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-7571186901865561121</id><published>2009-12-09T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:06:59.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Streamyx..Owh...Streamyx...</title><content type='html'>Woooo, Streamyx jom combo....Rm 70+ for awesome internet which disconnects every 5 minutes...YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Streamyx is a screwed up internet company with nothing better to do. Every 5 minutes or so, my internet disconnects. When you call them up to ask, owh there is some problem in &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;KLANG VALLEY&lt;/span&gt;, and suddenly, some of Cheras is affected. What a load of&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; GARBAGE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many friggin times I've called them and so called made reports. So far, I've made 5 guys and 4 girls cry. So idiotic, I don't mean to make them cry but when i raise my voice, the water works start. Trainees i suppose. But cmon, you want people to follow your packages and shit, atleast provide them with what you promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Streamyx if you are seeing this, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SUCK ON MINE&lt;/span&gt;. Paying RM 99 for 5 minutes dc. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SUCK IT&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SMC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I bid you Adure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6332711282336351486-7571186901865561121?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/7571186901865561121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/streamyxowhstreamyx.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/7571186901865561121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/7571186901865561121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/streamyxowhstreamyx.html' title='Streamyx..Owh...Streamyx...'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-4040989859187727400</id><published>2009-12-06T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T06:16:28.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Transport more like Pubic Transport</title><content type='html'>Screw the damn Public Transport, to narrow it down, bloody &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;BUSES&lt;/span&gt;!!!! Screw all of them. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Burn, burn so deeply in hell&lt;/span&gt;. The bus schedules in Malaysia are so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Every 15 mins - 1 Bus at the stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some corrupted bus drivers come along:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Every 1-2hours -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;1 Bus at the stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;MEGA HUMONGOUS&lt;/span&gt;  difference. This is how Malaysia shows their prowess to people of other nations. this is why they demean us. Well, at least one of the factors. Malaysian cab drivers are voted to be one of the most worst in the world. Well, why the hell not? There is no proper conversation in the taxi, so it feels fkin awkward + some of them dont even follow the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;DAMN METER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, their making the station near my place the bloody new Pudu. What does that mean? Congestion all the way. Buses being late here and there, Taxis scrambling based on how deep ones pocket is. Swear to god, Malaysia has to improve the level of public transport. Even we the country men can't stand it, how bout visitors from outside land? There goes our economy, down the toilet bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I bid you Adure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6332711282336351486-4040989859187727400?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/4040989859187727400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/public-transport-more-like-pubic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/4040989859187727400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/4040989859187727400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/public-transport-more-like-pubic.html' title='Public Transport more like Pubic Transport'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-821450908568476904</id><published>2009-12-04T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T20:51:06.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A really Gloomy Day</title><content type='html'>Oh gosh, today was one of the most saddest day in recorded history like wat the ***k for gods sake...Woke up at bloody 8 o clock with mum shouting at me. It was a situation where a bomb had suddenly dropped nearby and shes forcing u to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make it worse, my flu hasn't receded. Blocked nose all the way. It's so bloody uncomfortable breathing through ur nose. Feel so bloody high-strung, can't do anything with this flu following me like an evil spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst of all, its a bloody cloudy day. Gosh, all I could do is sleep. Imagine just sleeping until 12.45 from bloody 10. With a bloody blocked nose. Hopefully it will clear up soon. I need the outside world....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I bid u Adure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6332711282336351486-821450908568476904?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/821450908568476904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/really-gloomy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/821450908568476904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/821450908568476904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/really-gloomy-day.html' title='A really Gloomy Day'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-7828582466865775820</id><published>2009-12-03T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T18:37:08.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Form 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Moving Forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all, its the end of Form 4. I wonder, have we accomplished enough? Some may say no, some yes and some wont even answer you cause their heads are buried in their books. No offense. We're all gonna miss the happy moments we shared in our "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Honeymoon Year&lt;/span&gt;" but what are we to do? That's life. We can't retaliate without facing them circumstances. We just go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving forward to Form 5. How is it gona change our life? By a shit-load. No ones gonna be around for you to talk to and just hang out with. They will be busy with their own things, study etc. You are all on your own. Even if you do find that particular person, I don't think they will help u out as much as they did in Form 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best method of catching up, study groups. Well, you'll have to choose the perfect group. Not according to your own taste and comfort. If that happens, studies will never take place. Yes Chun Keat I'm referring to you. Time to buck up and pull all the damn socks we can pull. Break as many legs as we can. Our last year in secondary. Make it worthwhile. Gonna miss all of you after next year. Guys and Girls *Definitely Wei Yeen's looking*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/Sxhw62PxrcI/AAAAAAAAABA/164BhCYL8Aw/s1600-h/10629_150290275847_693805847_3157603_6410037_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/Sxhw62PxrcI/AAAAAAAAABA/164BhCYL8Aw/s320/10629_150290275847_693805847_3157603_6410037_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411199108582059458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/Sxhxp4M3rvI/AAAAAAAAABI/coFSD2Kjfr0/s1600-h/5210_132815104424_626034424_2329834_1651393_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/Sxhxp4M3rvI/AAAAAAAAABI/coFSD2Kjfr0/s320/5210_132815104424_626034424_2329834_1651393_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411199916560592626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxhxxgY5-hI/AAAAAAAAABQ/-PzC6QIR79s/s1600-h/5210_132815134424_626034424_2329839_620897_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxhxxgY5-hI/AAAAAAAAABQ/-PzC6QIR79s/s320/5210_132815134424_626034424_2329839_620897_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411200047607577106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6332711282336351486-7828582466865775820?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/7828582466865775820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/end-of-form-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/7828582466865775820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/7828582466865775820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/end-of-form-4.html' title='End of Form 4'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/Sxhw62PxrcI/AAAAAAAAABA/164BhCYL8Aw/s72-c/10629_150290275847_693805847_3157603_6410037_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-2479964414422780606</id><published>2009-12-02T17:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T18:49:22.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recap of the Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;An Eventful year Indeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta admit, this year was indeed the most busiest and tiresome year amongst all. Not even PMR can compete with the shit we went through this year. Well, to sum it all up, quite a number of people disappointed me. But there is just this one person, who really got me into trouble. Owh well, time will tell if he lives or not =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, not to mention the number of people I came really close with. One of them really caught my eye though. I shall not mention names =D, but yeah. We started getting really close and I even picked out some of the hints she was giving. When I finally mastered up the courage to finally ask her, I realized after the school hols, she was just ignoring me. Yes I know, damn sad right. Well, we're all humans at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, there is a part of me which still misses that thrill, that awesome ass feeling! What else, owh yeah not to mention an awesome game called Kabadi a.k.a INDIAN RUGBY!!! Awesome game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, coming down to exams. Not too bad, but still needs improvement. I've totally given up on Accounts so spare me the lecture =D. Sorry Mr David, but accounts just aint my thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all I can think about now, Will re-blog more if I can remember anything else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I bid you Adure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6332711282336351486-2479964414422780606?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/2479964414422780606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/recap-of-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/2479964414422780606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/2479964414422780606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/recap-of-year.html' title='Recap of the Year'/><author><name>LetsKeepItaSecret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17095582914880120959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcC5R2w_sI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Zv4FMmXX2Fc/S220/4987_98851501470_719321470_2522685_2192834_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332711282336351486.post-3285205847894757314</id><published>2009-12-02T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T21:51:17.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wooo!! Congrats TraditionsoftheTrade!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcB6X-ZHaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fUQrwnK4TbE/s1600-h/studentski-party.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwY47Rsu9cs/SxcB6X-ZHaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fUQrwnK4TbE/s320/studentski-party.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410795579688689058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of today, this blog is officially born. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;WOOO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Hopefully it will help in the future and from now on, everything will be posted on this blog. Yet, no one knows who I am =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I bid u Adure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6332711282336351486-3285205847894757314?l=secretively-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/3285205847894757314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/wooo-congrats-traditionsofthetrade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/3285205847894757314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332711282336351486/posts/default/3285205847894757314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secretively-sly.blogspot.com/2009/12/wooo-congrats-traditionsofthetrade.html' title='Wooo!! 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