tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308552032024-03-26T17:03:06.563+08:00Avocats de l'amourFor all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, 'It might have been'.johnnie akaharhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116noreply@blogger.comBlogger206125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-18512974949870864882009-07-30T05:40:00.001+08:002009-07-30T05:41:54.023+08:00Moving OnI moved my blog <a href="http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/">here! http://quelmondemerveilleux.blogspot.com/</a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">So, goodbye.<br /></div>johnnie akaharhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116noreply@blogger.com112tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-87064188047900288942009-04-04T18:58:00.001+08:002009-04-04T19:00:19.541+08:00Picture Of The Day<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXgAKyGI3zLwXwWM4RH79X_fGg7hgJqTQU4iqjjVvxM7zTwOtR96mvvEa_nGbryOPAJaFs3c75Ht-gJbz96t4Miarn0DixlWL-Oy2EIP1KYQi293nVLEdxZfaaDamhrVZ3tLky/s1600-h/Fullscreen+capture+442009+65416+PM.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXgAKyGI3zLwXwWM4RH79X_fGg7hgJqTQU4iqjjVvxM7zTwOtR96mvvEa_nGbryOPAJaFs3c75Ht-gJbz96t4Miarn0DixlWL-Oy2EIP1KYQi293nVLEdxZfaaDamhrVZ3tLky/s400/Fullscreen+capture+442009+65416+PM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320789354959163666" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvixeZf7eWkI903VGWtpf4V7ybpndOoVSjC18ry6UQlBKIBVNOfoUc0k6_FMFXMT2vQgSrwbFtohzuZdotsMsA4u46Oe5xwHBWBxNUcWvFb8o_GkYPC4m86-f4mprqTts0ta_8/s1600-h/Fullscreen+capture+442009+65421+PM.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvixeZf7eWkI903VGWtpf4V7ybpndOoVSjC18ry6UQlBKIBVNOfoUc0k6_FMFXMT2vQgSrwbFtohzuZdotsMsA4u46Oe5xwHBWBxNUcWvFb8o_GkYPC4m86-f4mprqTts0ta_8/s400/Fullscreen+capture+442009+65421+PM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320789350393534450" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfXUFPReCJD6ZIzg6Z6fNspxh2UwPGTnsP2fjEd9iigouoEGhrM_ckzt6bUkEb0fVlemeu-yndnZZz-Z3Uo3jHil2qKZwZwdN1P2kTqffgQUcMf-ohD-4AXoOziK1TDWMaFC5D/s1600-h/Fullscreen+capture+442009+65421+PM.jpg"><br /></a>johnnie akaharhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-30162993122582772752009-02-28T00:21:00.000+08:002009-02-28T00:23:52.793+08:00Counter pick up line<div>Should it be called drop line?</div><div><br /></div><div>HE: Can I buy you a drink?<br /></div><div>SHE : Actually I'd rather have the money.</div><div><br /></div><div>HE : I'm a photographer. I've been looking for a face like yours. </div><div>SHE: I'm a plastic surgeon. I've been looking for a face like yours. </div><div><br /></div><div>HE: Hi. Didn't we go on a date once? Or was it twice? </div><div>SHE: Must've been once. I never make the same mistake twice. </div><div><br /></div><div>HE: How did you get to be so beautiful? </div><div>SHE : I must've been given your share. </div><div><br /></div><div>HE: Will you go out with me this Saturday?</div><div>SHE : Sorry. I'm having a headache this weekend.</div><div><br /></div><div>HE: Your face must turn a few heads.</div><div>SHE : And your face must turn a few stomachs.</div><div><br /></div><div>HE: Go on ,don't be shy. Ask me out.</div><div>SHE: Okay, get out.</div><div><br /></div><div>HE: I think I could make you very happy.</div><div>SHE : Why? Are you leaving? </div><div><br /></div><div>HE : What would you say if I asked you to marry me? </div><div>SHE: Nothing. I can't talk and laugh at the same time. </div><div><br /></div><div>HE: Can I have your name? </div><div>SHE : Why? Don't you already have one? </div><div><br /></div><div>HE: Shall we go see a movie?</div><div>SHE : I've already seen it. </div><div><br /></div><div>HE: Where have you been all my life?</div><div>SHE : Hiding from you.</div><div><br /></div><div>HE: Haven't I seen you some place before?</div><div>SHE: Yes. That's why I don't go there anymore. </div><div><br /></div><div>HE: Is this seat empty?</div><div>SHE : Yes, and this one will be if you sit down.</div><div><br /></div><div>HE: So, what do you do for a living?</div><div>SHE : I'm a female impersonator. </div><div><br /></div><div>HE: Hey baby, what's your sign?</div><div>SHE : Do not enter. </div><div><br /></div><div>HE: Your body is like a temple. </div><div>SHE: Sorry, there are no services today. </div><div><br /></div><div>HE: If I could see you naked, I'd die happy.</div><div>SHE : If I saw you naked, I'd probably die laughing.</div>johnnie akaharhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-62713056563873352072008-12-30T02:42:00.008+08:002008-12-31T13:03:28.035+08:00Multiple personalities (disorder?).Hiya there,<br /><br />And so my first semester results are out today.<br />It wasn't bad, I guess, but I am somehow not satisfied.<br />I guess I am more kiasu than I care to admit then. hahahah.<br />I shall be thankful that my scholarship is safe... lalalaa.<br /><br />and so, rather than contemplating about un-alterable results,<br />I'd look for something more fun and less productive to do (cos my holiday is sooo busy)<br />I stumbled upon this buddytv.com, which gives out tv personality test.<br />normally, I'd stay away from this, but I got nothing better to do today, so why not?<br /><br />I completely understand if u want to press Alt + F4 right now<br />(fyi, I really pressed that two stupid buttons the first time I wrote this, haiz)<br /><br />So, here are the results from those shows that I watched.<br /><br />From Veronica Mars, Twilight, Star Wars, X Men, Prison Break, Lord Of The Rings, High School Musical, Heroes and F.R.I.E.N.D.S<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjSamH8WhrkebbOAmpBDRljLVfgg4Ol487ES5rEwr81-h7y3YzH0IE2QG1vjedBHihFDzNE6W4h-TZx74X182stAzETs9r-GJFJBXnsLSg1IMh3cmgkupK2EdWVlZWaKgzwkOg/s1600-h/vm-wallace.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 155px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjSamH8WhrkebbOAmpBDRljLVfgg4Ol487ES5rEwr81-h7y3YzH0IE2QG1vjedBHihFDzNE6W4h-TZx74X182stAzETs9r-GJFJBXnsLSg1IMh3cmgkupK2EdWVlZWaKgzwkOg/s320/vm-wallace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285285932662206594" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGe3eZMC-PYdCdzEZ8MpbLw1UbJwSMND_vIBESrhyphenhyphenvWBJagaFX6IjSlSExNktKZ6ZIfXUTwoRGYzwEBVmut6JY4bnM2a_OG3XbktAp7Dfkx9XBaSHbOSxpNwHRfzitIe_Z83pG/s1600-h/twilight_alice.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 148px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGe3eZMC-PYdCdzEZ8MpbLw1UbJwSMND_vIBESrhyphenhyphenvWBJagaFX6IjSlSExNktKZ6ZIfXUTwoRGYzwEBVmut6JY4bnM2a_OG3XbktAp7Dfkx9XBaSHbOSxpNwHRfzitIe_Z83pG/s320/twilight_alice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285285925831175826" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Funny, I've never really liked Wallace Fennel, I thought he is too darn naive to be main character's sidekick. At least I thought Alice was cute in the movie, and I don't really mind getting her precog ability..<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio3GgmJoWfY9ieExlDa75f_Ws5meOX6f3FMq-WU0xLA3GkKsIb5geg1ikMawmlammar4C-5-HsGixRzYTyBB-n6EhQ7CNui2n1dG4Af40zso8WPbyEmFFZXRyzhe_9eXsm8rCE/s1600-h/starwars-luke.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 148px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio3GgmJoWfY9ieExlDa75f_Ws5meOX6f3FMq-WU0xLA3GkKsIb5geg1ikMawmlammar4C-5-HsGixRzYTyBB-n6EhQ7CNui2n1dG4Af40zso8WPbyEmFFZXRyzhe_9eXsm8rCE/s320/starwars-luke.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285285929312765906" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj38KZ1lTWFShcdhPU2_6eGnIHMUed29F4ISjtalpwEHUMiagJyptQswg_rOXUpw_O_fRyoSqo9s1tmQBrUmTEiBTWRRzB8coxF0Dj1xGMLUj2QkK0-XRx7_dV5Oc_H4_BiJaag/s1600-h/xmen_iceman.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 148px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj38KZ1lTWFShcdhPU2_6eGnIHMUed29F4ISjtalpwEHUMiagJyptQswg_rOXUpw_O_fRyoSqo9s1tmQBrUmTEiBTWRRzB8coxF0Dj1xGMLUj2QkK0-XRx7_dV5Oc_H4_BiJaag/s320/xmen_iceman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285285924851905682" border="0" /></a><br /><br />One of the Jedis, not bad, though I prefer Anakin. Luke seems much more outdated (maybe because they filmed it in the 80s then). Next, here is my favorite form of elemental ability! then again, it is as useless as walking refridgerator...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAD12x_JbGhE14TK8zgkhoffoJsdnV3YIEwig25SRnY45LKeGZAg5k-tLr-OqdBwPbu9vWNAAPV9BskG4_LwNTWTcsxxdqrrG7vApRN0Pc3FwAVZ0xBO_2E5agTTOyWyi_fK86/s1600-h/prisonbreak-tbag.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 149px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAD12x_JbGhE14TK8zgkhoffoJsdnV3YIEwig25SRnY45LKeGZAg5k-tLr-OqdBwPbu9vWNAAPV9BskG4_LwNTWTcsxxdqrrG7vApRN0Pc3FwAVZ0xBO_2E5agTTOyWyi_fK86/s320/prisonbreak-tbag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285285922313909234" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpGKBdS5UzCuo8cV1buUHheA6idGtcOtRiRXFC5sLcM4GqewC5h4K6iCKw-rUM2sW7LZ0mrJmxxiEYui9D_wI8RNhulsRK-lqPRkodEqQyQikd2HXpiY8X5xe8wxWSRzd_ZY5J/s1600-h/lotr-legolas.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 149px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpGKBdS5UzCuo8cV1buUHheA6idGtcOtRiRXFC5sLcM4GqewC5h4K6iCKw-rUM2sW7LZ0mrJmxxiEYui9D_wI8RNhulsRK-lqPRkodEqQyQikd2HXpiY8X5xe8wxWSRzd_ZY5J/s320/lotr-legolas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285285225623890658" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I always thought T-Bag's manipulative ability was one to emulate, but I don't mind getting second opinion on ruthless and cunning part. I'm sure I don't have Southern accent, too. uh oh, Legolas? there may be a glitch or so in the website, but I wanted to learn archery for a short period of time after LOTR.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiibWz46W9MwTC3gVEA4FXvFTU8RgPNl58KCqO1OdnBqY3h7MjLLQmKY7aXqjCkOkSQIwEXoACDKPzsWqPS8DgGQKz8tbgajQi26_Ov0Xi4Pdjv879PsZQyd4-fmK8dlReQFTJx/s1600-h/hsm-troy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 148px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiibWz46W9MwTC3gVEA4FXvFTU8RgPNl58KCqO1OdnBqY3h7MjLLQmKY7aXqjCkOkSQIwEXoACDKPzsWqPS8DgGQKz8tbgajQi26_Ov0Xi4Pdjv879PsZQyd4-fmK8dlReQFTJx/s320/hsm-troy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285285217929148162" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoMcutVM5X3R7ae5vNI67OUF7UWAY6JtOFitbNRK9Q4lPdPA-nULd07Vunj3OFu8R9M7hR3NHO3fNsUNqqI3XF6UbULRJPzxk7WAoScboFh0kLAXv1Kw2Mg13vuDKDxzvb42-b/s1600-h/heroes-hiro.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 148px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoMcutVM5X3R7ae5vNI67OUF7UWAY6JtOFitbNRK9Q4lPdPA-nULd07Vunj3OFu8R9M7hR3NHO3fNsUNqqI3XF6UbULRJPzxk7WAoScboFh0kLAXv1Kw2Mg13vuDKDxzvb42-b/s320/heroes-hiro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285285218065100386" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And here I thought I'll get a Ryan. Troy has a darn high voice and (supposedly) good at basketball, nothing close to me, but I won't complain. Hirooo! though I really hate him in season 2, he's not badd, especially during Charlie period, and I like the description there :D<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkV30emeAiOkfb9UgG-eCONjcv4dG6wQ_i_Yfo-ONxcwUS22tx4KhJP-RNiFjIfWXVvStYjzN9li6LnGn1nhInwqSLCbT2PXVd5QwmhvQsMszEymPlqmg7LoCwp5jUIi-yKckN/s1600-h/gossipgirl-nate.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 148px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkV30emeAiOkfb9UgG-eCONjcv4dG6wQ_i_Yfo-ONxcwUS22tx4KhJP-RNiFjIfWXVvStYjzN9li6LnGn1nhInwqSLCbT2PXVd5QwmhvQsMszEymPlqmg7LoCwp5jUIi-yKckN/s320/gossipgirl-nate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285285216284870658" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGd4AH_7-xg1Bxu2Uh9-6FcHzsltfqeSjSAEyAPk4s1FrfY46l6S1uSRAzxXkRnYiIDzFIe6mKtcWzKdDgCAYUG98HpXjHK9F5RN6D9nCm8uqWz_8bBKWptedxCbBlNXZ14p14/s1600-h/friends-rachel.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 148px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGd4AH_7-xg1Bxu2Uh9-6FcHzsltfqeSjSAEyAPk4s1FrfY46l6S1uSRAzxXkRnYiIDzFIe6mKtcWzKdDgCAYUG98HpXjHK9F5RN6D9nCm8uqWz_8bBKWptedxCbBlNXZ14p14/s320/friends-rachel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285285207578641826" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I love the phrase in the first sentence after the comma :D hahah kidding. but hey, he's the only guy who hooked up with all the GG main chars (except the mother, of course), and somehow I liked his tortured style better than lonely boy's. As for Rachel Greene, this may be the explanation of why I don't mind going around shopping (right jebay?). LOL.<br /><br />So sorry to put on this much crap, but it's fun in a way<br />You can try out for yourself on buddytv.com<br /><br />Conclusion: I watch TOO much TV Shows.....<br /><br />until next time.johnnie akaharhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-17256888136188467822008-11-29T02:47:00.005+08:002008-11-29T03:17:07.366+08:00Reciprocity of liking.Hi there,<br /><br />it's been like 4 weeks after my last post.<br />it's not that i have nothing to write, the mood just isn't there.<br />i remember post-a level time when i was updating this blog like everyday.<br /><br />So yeah, I'm stuck here until 6 dec, thanks to choir camp,<br />which, after looking at the schedule, looks more like glorified practice week.<br />With occasional games and meals, i guess. I shall not complain.<br />It's just that I don't feel as energetic. let's just see.<br /><br />Meanwhile, for those people that are already back,<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Happy holidays :)</span><br /></div>though I have no idea what I am gonna do for the hols.<br />Let's just meet up and do sth, despite all traffic and "convenience" in Jakarta.<br /><br />Oh, I accidentally found out <span style="font-style: italic;">something </span>interesting recently.<br />not to say totally unexpected, but it still came as <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">pleasant surprise.</span><br />if it is true, <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">superb</span>! one of seldom cases of my empathic happiness :)<br /><br />and as always. it's after exam period.<br />reminds me of this theory:<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" >rate of couples getting together is considerably more before/during exam period, and<br />rate of those breaking up is significantly more after the results are released.</span><br /></div>I have no idea how true is that, but somehow I feel these lovey-dovey stuff happen around/after exam period. for example, like now, maybe i can guess of a few example, too bad this is a public blog :D hahah.<br /><br />one more thing,<br />I'm having my room for myself for a week starting tomorrow.<br />how good is having single room in sg? lol.<br /><br />My head is just full of scenarios and what-and-whys now.<br /><span style="font-size:78%;">p.s: try clicking the link at the end.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" >but why?</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" >because I love you</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PJRkAlRDuJI">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PJRkAlRDuJI</a></span></div>johnnie akaharhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-82460854164277583662008-11-14T07:19:00.006+08:002008-11-14T07:59:12.140+08:00incarcerated by hopei stumbled upon this website, <a href="http://www.tinymixtapes.com/-Mix-Tapes-">Tiny Mix Tapes</a> which I found very interesting. In the website, there is something called Automatic Mix Tapes Generator. You can write down anything, a phrase, quotation, question, etc under Mix Tape Request and the Generator will create a tracklisting of a mix tape out of it.<br /><br />There is one of the mix tapes created that really captured me:<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="title" >Songs that say "<span style="font-weight: bold;">fuck you, I’ll be a starving artist even if it means living in my friend’s basement for the rest of my life</span>."</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="subtitle" >Requested by: lynne</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > Compiled by: Mindy</span><br /></span> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="spip"><span style="font-size:85%;">I know how you feel, Lynne. Here are some songs for feeling pissed off, just plain awesome, and never giving up!</span></p> <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >01. The Thermals - "No Culture Icons" (More Parts Per Million)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > 02. Guided by Voices - "Watch Me Jumpstart" (Human Amusement at Hourly Rates)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > 03. Belle & Sebastian - "Lazy Line Painter Jane" (Push Barman to Open Old Wounds Disc 1)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > 04. Dressy Bessy - "Extra-Ordinary" (Pink Hearts Yellow Moons)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > 05. The Magnetic Fields - "Famous" (Get Lost)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > 06. of Montreal - "Art Snob Solutions" (Sunlandic Twins Bonus EP)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > 07. YACHT - "Drawing in The Dark" (I Believe in You. Your Magic is Real.)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > 08. Jesus & Mary Chain - "Never Understand" (Psychocandy)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > 09. Ariel Pink’s Haunted Graffiti - "Haunted Graffiti" (The Doldrums)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > 10. Yoko Ono - "I Felt Like Smashing My Face in a Clear Glass WIndow" (Approximately Infinite Universe)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > 11. Architecture in Helsinki - "Tiny Paintings" (In Case We Die)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > 12. Broadcast - "Colour Me In" (Haha Sound)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > 13. Matthew Friedberger - "Theme From Never Going Home Again" (Winter Women)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > 14. Destroyer - "Painter in Your Pocket" (Destroyer’s Rubies)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > 15. Adrian Orange & Her Band - "The Real Wild World" (Bitches is Lord)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > 16. Nina Simone - "Ain’t Got No... I’ve Got Life" (Live at Harlem Festival NYC 1969)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > 17. Final Fantasy - "That’s When the Audience Died" (Has a Good Home!)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > 18. Casiotone For the Painfully Alone - "Bobby Malone Moves Home" (Etiquette)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > 19. Antony & the Johnsons - "Just One Star" (Hope There’s Someone EP)</span></span><br /><br />how awesome.<br /><br /><span class="title">Long time ago, making a mixtape was hard work. You must have those big tape deck with 2 cassette players, rewind/fast forward to find the song you want, and record the songs one by one. To give your girlfriend a mixtape back then was something. With computers, now it's just drag-and-drop. The art is lost by means of technological advancement. However, the feeling is still around. Every single mixtape is special because you cannot find that in stores and unlike everything else in the world, it is not mass produced in China. A mixtape is personal, and your mixtape is you.<br /><br />Currently I'm too busy to make a mixtape for myself, but once this is all over and I have the time, the mixtape will be titled "Songs you listen to when you lie down on your bed, only with a pile of good books and all the time in the world"<br /><br />song of the day: Nina Simone - Ain't Got No... I've Got Life<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">serious_loe_jon</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">now i'm being killed will be redundant</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">the martyrdom of Saint Me</span><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-28412500236221762172008-11-07T03:59:00.004+08:002008-11-07T04:24:10.050+08:00i love you but you're greenpw is done.<br /><br />i need a good reason to get up from bed.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZApMfR2IRAI/SRNOWz3KouI/AAAAAAAAAE0/upDyx7loPZw/s1600-h/kukang.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZApMfR2IRAI/SRNOWz3KouI/AAAAAAAAAE0/upDyx7loPZw/s320/kukang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265638543111922402" border="0" /></a>sloth<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />song of the day: The Strokes - Between Love and Hate<br /><br />serius_loe_jon<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" >an instant poem in a cup<br />just add water<br /><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-4819532608481871492008-11-02T23:58:00.006+08:002008-11-04T23:29:51.231+08:00Beyond the distant star.flower of anemone:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.seenobjects.org/images/mediumlarge/2005-11-02-red-anemone.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 503px; height: 334px;" src="http://www.seenobjects.org/images/mediumlarge/2005-11-02-red-anemone.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />my deepest condolences.<br /><br />I know you'll be strong, as you always are.<br />we'll be there, too.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">p.s: flower language for anemone means "undying love".<br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" >a breath away's not far</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" >to where you are</span><br /></div>johnnie akaharhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-68001573488315941402008-10-18T07:09:00.002+08:002008-10-18T07:36:06.095+08:00babepoints learnt from Promo exam:<div><br /></div><div>1-hubris</div><div>the oldest tragedy in the book. an essential factor of any literary masterpiece, from classic Greek to Shakepearean plays to James Bond's villains. the world is not laughing with you, the world is laughing at you now. laugh laugh hahahahaha.</div><div><br /></div><div>2-God exists</div><div>and He hates hypocrites. I got better on my essay than my long argument for KI, even though i believe that my long argument has less language mistakes and better flow in it. My long argument was against "scientific" creationism, and I blasted it to pieces. Richard Dawkins would be proud. and yet I still prayed to God to give me good result.</div><div><br /></div><div>Sorry, God.</div><div><br /></div><div>ok, promo done, reflection done, so now is DISCO TIME!!</div><div><br /></div><div>songs of the day: </div><div>Wild Cherry - Play the Funky Music</div><div>Bob Sinclair - Rock This Party</div><div>Tom Jones - Sexbomb</div><div>La Bamba - Los Lobos</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">seriusloejon</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Se necesita una poca de gracia<br />Una poca de gracia para mi para ti</span></span><br /></div><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-88884000434450374522008-10-13T14:36:00.001+08:002008-10-12T16:48:51.266+08:00Gravity.<span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >Ever heard of Gravity?</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >no, not that Earth thing,</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >it is defined as </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >"Force of attaction between two bodies"</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >so can any couple say they have gravity between them?</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br />maybe gravity can be an excuse for person who come up with this line:<br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" >"hey, I'm attracted to you, I can't help it",</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;">and was met with rejection.<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >even more interesting is its characteristic,</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >"Gravity is </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >inversely related</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" > to the square of the </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >distance </span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >between two bodies"</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >is that why long-distance relationships seldom work? :D</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br />however there is one part that bothers me,<br />"Gravity is <span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">proportional </span>to the <span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">masses </span>of two bodies"<br />or is it, in fact, the ultimate truth? ahahah.<br /></span><div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" >let your soul take you where you long to be<br />only then can you belong to me</span><br /></span></span></div>johnnie akaharhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-23839459873674160092008-10-12T14:51:00.004+08:002008-10-12T16:06:49.883+08:00Symphony of wind.I'm struck by this post-working syndrome.<br />But since I have no routine work, I'll just call it post-ICN syndrome.<br /><br />Ever feel that way?<br />At one time you are wishing for more than 24 hours a day and more than 7 days in a week.<br />because simply you got <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">too much thing to do, and so little time</span>.<br />But when that period is over, you just simply have <span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">too much time, and so little things to do.</span><br />but hey, it may not be true, that is just how you feel.. at least I did.<br /><br />and that happened last week,<br />no mood for neither lecture nor tutorials. I shouldn't have bothered coming. hahah.<br /><br />that was last week,<br />at least I'm getting them back now, I think.<br /><br />Okay, guess what I did on Saturday?<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">indochoir outing</span>, and its agenda? <span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">phototaking </span>at Esplanade area.<br />by far weirdest outing I ever had.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Imagine yourself (or you and your companion, whatever) peacefully spending time in Esplanade rooftop talking, or attending a wedding in Fullerton, or even in a green line MRT ride. Then suddenly, <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">13 people</span>, all dressed in fancy and different colours come right under your nose starts to take out their <span style="font-weight: bold;">cameras </span>(yes, with s behind) and posing, jumping, smiling and laughing endlessly in front of you.<br /></div><br />and that lasted from 4pm until about 1030pm, amazing.<br />surprisingly, I only have 146 photos to show from my camera,<br />uploaded them here : <a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=44749&l=da5ac&id=703467475">part1</a> <a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=44751&l=41b12&id=703467475">part2</a> <a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=44752&l=2d81d&id=703467475">part3</a><br /><br />I'll just show you my favorite from my cam:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtzGHhQPsuS0pLd94EdQBbClLzTocfo7Xeer2jmS7voT4gsPXCWBJS6rdY-tZM40tEcbbIAlamk6ka3u1F3enZUjoVKCUptfvPMkEO_OJqQ9Gf4-zDZ6vvUgbY-Xpiwdr3HwRf/s1600-h/Untitled-1ia.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtzGHhQPsuS0pLd94EdQBbClLzTocfo7Xeer2jmS7voT4gsPXCWBJS6rdY-tZM40tEcbbIAlamk6ka3u1F3enZUjoVKCUptfvPMkEO_OJqQ9Gf4-zDZ6vvUgbY-Xpiwdr3HwRf/s400/Untitled-1ia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256173606310045074" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br />this is why I'm swamped right now.<br />wanted to play around in OH today, but I need some rest.<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">who says phototaking is not energy-consuming?</span><br /><br />for the record, I seldom meet this love-to-be-pictured kind of people.<br /><br />oh, try listening to <a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=703467475&ref=name#/profile.php?id=703467475&v=app_2347471856&viewas=703467475">James Morrison - Wonderful World</a>, with <a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=703467475&ref=name#/profile.php?id=703467475&v=app_2347471856&viewas=703467475">lyrics</a>.<br />good for emo people :P<br /><br />gravity!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">But if I had someone I would do anything</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> I'd never, never, ever let you feel alone</span><br /></span></div>johnnie akaharhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-80855723888782239582008-10-06T02:19:00.004+08:002008-10-07T14:42:54.853+08:00Pandangan Pertama.yay time to update!<div><br /></div><div>been busy with ICN <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">(Indonesian Cultural Night)</span> last week.</div><div>poor me, I messaged 30 people for tickets and none replied yes! lol.</div><div>well in the end it was a full house, so I won't complain..</div><div><br /></div><div>And soo, I joined IndoChoir for this event...</div><div>Good stuff first, we rocked! <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">"Burung Kakaktua"</span> was suddenly majestic.</div><div>I really thought we just perform for fun based on our messed-up rehearsals. lol.</div><div>guess all those time spent dancing was worth it eh? really paid off :D<br /><br />and to spill the beans, IndoChoir is sooo much of a narcist!<br />from 15.49 until 22.43 that day, they took <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">237 </span>photos! (but only 199 was good)<br />good thing I brought my red camera then, sooo much fun.<br /><br />I already uploaded those photos on facebook ( 4 parts! my new record, lol)<br />click too follow the links : <a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=43679&l=8eb13&id=703467475">part1 </a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=43688&l=2af7f&id=703467475">part2 </a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=43681&l=18e8e&id=703467475">part3 </a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=43682&l=8deda&id=703467475">part4</a> <a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=43565&l=62508&id=703467475">rehearsal</a><br />yes you are not wrong, there are over 250 photos and dunno how many comments.<br /><br />I really2 like some of the photos:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj60Nt2OK-O4ElEclvdtJkekhQd3Lq2bT7MD3P7unQ3v9276emY4DivRX09L2k_TrGWfIA2zc4jUIe_pydmYmwjFHpkYzViAVMys3PGRtpYJ7x95B8ISzuY8K9n-YJ_XAUtPdgK/s1600-h/n534273170_946712_6860.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj60Nt2OK-O4ElEclvdtJkekhQd3Lq2bT7MD3P7unQ3v9276emY4DivRX09L2k_TrGWfIA2zc4jUIe_pydmYmwjFHpkYzViAVMys3PGRtpYJ7x95B8ISzuY8K9n-YJ_XAUtPdgK/s200/n534273170_946712_6860.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254296258440535138" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY1CBCfYv_4WLuRAgK5XLQ9cj4TgYVTAnbrTkrHE4D5NcY184bgD4y_W6HmmH_ABVz3DLqi05Je0274Oxc2BYEHBqiM_5G3a2DXC01C_o1onWnAxlVWo2RzkajGrtICgZJG1OG/s1600-h/n703467475_1033002_2455.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY1CBCfYv_4WLuRAgK5XLQ9cj4TgYVTAnbrTkrHE4D5NcY184bgD4y_W6HmmH_ABVz3DLqi05Je0274Oxc2BYEHBqiM_5G3a2DXC01C_o1onWnAxlVWo2RzkajGrtICgZJG1OG/s200/n703467475_1033002_2455.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254296255594311746" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYFcL4ip69jQYNBc9UPVtIHjaoWZK3BltWTrQbJhLZ2rVv130PjMvDV5NJePgOORXNrd7ycxAJpIRJB1RZjJNgghcgVX2Hh2qnR9s_VPe8u3GQnSi-hiKeF6t8APC4rUV4ikpr/s1600-h/n534273170_944064_9213.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYFcL4ip69jQYNBc9UPVtIHjaoWZK3BltWTrQbJhLZ2rVv130PjMvDV5NJePgOORXNrd7ycxAJpIRJB1RZjJNgghcgVX2Hh2qnR9s_VPe8u3GQnSi-hiKeF6t8APC4rUV4ikpr/s200/n534273170_944064_9213.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254296258006442962" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6OT9S64cmoWWnb7VHEztHmIZ9nCCVRKbfoVB5FCMUb15a9FigGiAGg5FCJFcmw6n6SBX5DU8BjtNG5b0aSAmE0AnliO09MpoGrw6n2CyQBk_R0zeZ7KYLE0M1dmiKB7vSL3UK/s1600-h/n703467475_1035425_7664.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 135px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6OT9S64cmoWWnb7VHEztHmIZ9nCCVRKbfoVB5FCMUb15a9FigGiAGg5FCJFcmw6n6SBX5DU8BjtNG5b0aSAmE0AnliO09MpoGrw6n2CyQBk_R0zeZ7KYLE0M1dmiKB7vSL3UK/s200/n703467475_1035425_7664.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254296263153924642" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIO7rpPpe3DXRwjHex_H7kLoeV0bvvhyRrRatHWcn2wbvS1fdXDQlZZ9Q5CKsQ7rnR8uLNUbn22LMU-JGCkeWEDa1wgjmHKOBk3U4iqGhBR2xZXJm2encxrn6dNTEsmFUeFtLg/s1600-h/n703467475_1032999_1465.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 135px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIO7rpPpe3DXRwjHex_H7kLoeV0bvvhyRrRatHWcn2wbvS1fdXDQlZZ9Q5CKsQ7rnR8uLNUbn22LMU-JGCkeWEDa1wgjmHKOBk3U4iqGhBR2xZXJm2encxrn6dNTEsmFUeFtLg/s200/n703467475_1032999_1465.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254296258915710514" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ0M-F0zA9ppUyCM_Z0SzQQGbB8g4nrmQtwsa20ycKqjHDQItTOr79ejS2VXaAbnNeaj0W1hoOaGNTQhugGVAxjNn7apzMa-XCmTuKU1YSHfXrXFtUc0W7kP3bRMo9To2DmlCw/s1600-h/n1427842805_90419_1297.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 135px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ0M-F0zA9ppUyCM_Z0SzQQGbB8g4nrmQtwsa20ycKqjHDQItTOr79ejS2VXaAbnNeaj0W1hoOaGNTQhugGVAxjNn7apzMa-XCmTuKU1YSHfXrXFtUc0W7kP3bRMo9To2DmlCw/s200/n1427842805_90419_1297.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254296436483256562" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I realize I'm not bad at self-photo taking, almost always accurate up until 3 person eh?<br /><br />speaking of comments, I had over <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">+1000 email</span> from facebook in my yahoo mail.<br />just 8 hours after I uploaded the photos! tags, comments, everything.<br />and unfortunately, those comments are either junks or gossips! LOL.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" >gossipnya parahh siaaa, jgn ditambahin d blog ini yah plis.<br />di facebook aja cukup, hahahah.<br />kalo gue punya cewe pasti gue uda digiling deh, unfortunately...</span><br /><br />that was how I spent my saturday after MAS110 and MAS112 quizzes,<br />replying comments after comments or chatting the whole day, soo productive...<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">must find a way to escape from gossips! argh.</span><br /><br />I went Oldham Hall on sunday, cos I got nothing to do.<br />trying to help those people study, but in the end I think I distracted them rite?<br />ahahaha nvm, u all looked like u need a break aniwae..<br /><br />and I took one darn good photo of maura!<br />I'll just upload it somewhere later... hahahah.<br /><br />raindrops, should I sleep? lol.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:78%;" >dan andai suatu hari kau jadi milikku tak akan kulepas dirimu kasih.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:78%;" >dan bila waktu mengijinkanku untuk menunggu dirimu.</span><br /></div></div><div><br /></div>johnnie akaharhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-81426999900654347002008-10-02T12:54:00.003+08:002008-10-05T21:43:36.895+08:00Happy Idul Fitri!<p>I've been kinda busy lately, with ICN and all.</p> <p>to make things worse, I have CS100 on Friday and MAS 110 and MAS 112 on Saturday.</p> <p>so, guess what I did during Hari Raya? I mug. lol. what a way.</p> <p>aniwae, sorry for all the troubles I gave to you people.</p><br /><p></p> <p>I'm off to mug!!</p> <p>I wish myself luck.</p> <p align="right"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></p>johnnie akaharhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-72731614683406594932008-09-30T20:19:00.002+08:002008-09-30T20:44:07.969+08:00peace be upon youWhat is really celebrated during Ramadhan is emptiness. But how unsavoury does the word sound today. The streets are jam-packed, the etalages festal, living room chock-full with furniture, the forest shorn of hermits, and people jostling to declare piety through loudspeakers. Fasting is now little more than waiting for the beating of the drums and we have transformed Maghrib into the signal of feasting. In the approaching hours, hunger is akin to 12-hour transit.<br /><br />However, someone who has read Dao will know that the wise stride with what Ranggawarsita called <span style="font-style: italic;">suwung sakjatining isi</span>: "hollow but in fact full"<br /><br />For if one would look toward the door, or at the earthenware flask, it is the empty space in them that makes them of value to others.<br /><br />Therefore, out in the streets, where myriad people meet and fall out, anyone who does not feel pumped up with purity and truth will avail himself as a door for those to pass through. He will turn himself into a flask, so that another wanderer can tend to water for the thirsty.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">- Goenawan Mohamad</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">On God and Other Unfinished Things</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:200;" >SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDIL FITRI 1429 H</span><br /><br />song of the day: Radiohead - There There<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" >serius_loe_jon<br /><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-89828534743994805672008-09-20T18:25:00.002+08:002008-09-20T18:36:35.894+08:00the lady is a trampEarlier today,<br /><br />song of the day: Jason Mraz & Collie Caillat - Lucky<br /><br />then I sobered up.<br /><br />song of the day: Metallica - My Apocalypse<br /><br />the atheists really should listen to Death Magnetic to make them realize that god exists.<br /><br />PROMO IN 6 DAYS ARRGH<br />so God help us<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">serius_loe_jon</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" > Sing us a song<br />A song to keep us warm<br />There’s such a chill<br />Such a chill.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-75111707603180817312008-09-19T02:05:00.000+08:002008-10-12T16:39:21.854+08:00Guess guessing.<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">1.Apa fungsi ekor monyet?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Untuk menghitung monyet, 1 ekor, 2ekor, 3 ekor, 4 ekor?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">2.Tahu apa yang paling besar?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Tahu isi Sumedang</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">3.Siapa yg lebih pinter dari Einstein?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Orang yang ngilangin bom atom hingga Einstein-lah penemunya</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">4.Pekerjaan apa yang biasa nyari posisi tempat kering,dan selalu mundur? </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Tukang ngepel</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">5.Apa beda gadis baik-baik (GBB) dan gadis nakal (GN)?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">GB hanya punya SATU kartu kredit dan JARANG DIPAKAI,GN hanya punya SATU BH dan JARANG DIPAKAI</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">6.Dari depan yang keliatan cuma tangan kanan doang?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Petugas jalan tol</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7.Binatang apa yg kakinya lima?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Anjing kencing ngobrol sama ayam</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">8.Mana yang lebih pandai, anjing atau monyet?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Emang elo pernah sekelas sama mereka?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">9.Kalo seandainya semua orang yang kaya menjadi miskin, lalu orang miskin jadi apa?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Jadi heran</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">10.Enak mana beras import sama beras lokal?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Enak nasi. Elo doyan beras?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">13.Mata, hidung, telinga, mulut, badan mirip kerbau,tapi bukan kerbau. Apaan tuh?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Gambar kerbau</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">16.Kenapa lambang apotik ular sama gelas?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Karena kalau gajah, gelasnya pecah</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">17.Kenapa kapal terbang nggak bisa mundur?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Karena kapal terbang nggak punya spion</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">18.Lahir di Arab, besar di Arab, tapi ngga bisa bahasa Arab?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Unta</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">19.Kenapa leher angsa panjang?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Karena kalau pendek namanya bebek</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">20.Buah apa yang tahu cuma monyet?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Mana gue tau, gue kan bukan monyet?elo kali yang tau jawabannya?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">21.Binatang laut apa yang paling tua?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Udang, udah kecil, bongkok, pake?jenggot lagi.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">22.Kenapa Air Hujan selalu turun dari atas?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Kalo dari bawah namanya Air Mancur</span></div>johnnie akaharhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-4175170366130570892008-09-17T00:46:00.005+08:002008-09-17T01:09:14.097+08:00One Mooncake too many.I already uploaded the photos from:<div><br /></div><div>NTU Mid-Autumn Festival <a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=40838&l=07514&id=703467475"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">here</span></a></div><div>Oldham Hall Mid-Autumn Celebration <a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=41057&l=26120&id=703467475"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">here</span></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Have to admit that NTU MAF at <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Yunnan Garden</span> was somewhat romantic.</div><div>Candles and Lantern everywhere, a lot of trees, bridges, and lakes.</div><div>and those girlfriends were making their own personal lantern for her other half, to twitt!</div><div><br /></div><div>well, unfortunately, I was there with bunch of guys. lol.</div><div>at least I got to make (and eat) my own mooncakes <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">for free!</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigvVxWjM75xGqY4wZjDek35naA5frYmlt-TFBVC02v9vgK6C4VkbjsRokW1x2pDoJn5QYxn-ERoOXzgSYpM1H-U4LkjxKgporniQdkOr6ZorST1-1Vy1YKplDjLzSpOIc9JXBO/s200/12092008329.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246663380740729586" style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 135px;" border="0" /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgviJ-xN4pc0c_-e16uFxobdXarvizNbSqwF5GKhwPDbd3HnabjixTatnGMjAvFXz0ZY_HjjivIWcpp6UizlZl24qexwpKzNxEMULBH-UdJeLEPjh3bVhXNfHqIeNJHi4npUZGl/s200/12092008330.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246663383921392066" style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 135px;" border="0" /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhip5Q-35UxUchqYrD5nwr_GBx9wPJzuARa1_rpncq189f3zv0gxUFu_50AfZ2-S0scZVk3UUteTQ2X8kuo1O8iwQTbjNdon2mgmbIIOBCZgCV-iP6ilhJCylUiy8PWYyoLl_oY/s200/12092008333.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246663387590984994" style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 135px;" border="0" /><br /><br /></div><div>That was last friday.</div><div><br /></div><div>On Sunday, came to Oldham Hall to mug my HE101 and HE102</div><div>and decided to crash their <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">Mid-Autumn celebrations!</span></div><div>so again, free mooncakes, and this time is actually expensive ones.</div><div><br /></div><div>some pictures :</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJF-s3iJ0JnmDYRtQEA6tAdxz1EZA4hAO0krhXNhusyxr4kTQQMm9GhLARMyGO5T9F1kswyjMVlU-oP8jlBH4Jzx7TE8V1QfdnQ_pimjJ-jzXotZEZS2EJeFJssCuvUY-WJYMV/s1600-h/14092008387.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJF-s3iJ0JnmDYRtQEA6tAdxz1EZA4hAO0krhXNhusyxr4kTQQMm9GhLARMyGO5T9F1kswyjMVlU-oP8jlBH4Jzx7TE8V1QfdnQ_pimjJ-jzXotZEZS2EJeFJssCuvUY-WJYMV/s200/14092008387.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246664667559228498" style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 135px;" border="0" /></a><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1uquVIOpdx9hqzHMXwv1AeVBw5olJYFvFWuyPR32IEULwPZauB93jRZNC8zys84RY-AshqmDI1bQQemvRJRpPNA64wqIelRx0SmRymSm9k82HdCkHh8KgUxP10rlE52rUUUrS/s200/14092008399.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246664673550099586" style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 135px;" border="0" /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5iwkmwldJW74KHKtFCE9zbOf9-oXnEBSTzdDBChtNfrCQVKPxyp3U-qjmwwz0G8Lg-vm4UjFbHYvBQ0ePNZ-8sEeF6XL25KULd8gvnpoRnHpwLc41kLrEsD4lTpMf5syRSQ0D/s200/14092008403.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246664669435935010" style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 135px;" border="0" /><br /><br /></div><div>I did not get a shot of the mooncakes! nvm, my phone camera sucks anyway.</div><div>I shall bring my actual camera more often, along with charged battery.</div><div><br /></div><div>birthdays are coming, if i'm not wrong, 6 birthdays until end of Sept.<br /></div><div>what to do?</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">Good Luck to me for my quizzes on wed and thurs.</span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">p.s : next week is recess week, yay!</span></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">so many things to tell her, but how to make her see?</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">the truth about my past, impossible. She'd turn away from me</span></span></span></div>johnnie akaharhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-64846158217443256242008-09-16T00:41:00.002+08:002008-09-17T00:46:16.535+08:00Love Letter<div>This is a love letter from a boy to a girl....</div><div><br /></div><div>The girl's father does not like him and want them stop their relationship</div><div>and so.. the boy wrote this letter to the girl..</div><div>he knows that the girl's father will definitely read this letter.. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">"The great love that I have for you</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">is gone, and I find my dislike for you</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">grows every day. When I see you, </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">I do not even like your face;</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">the one thing that I want to do is to</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">look at other girls. I never wanted to </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">marry you. Our last conversation</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">was very boring and has not</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">made me look forward to seeing you again. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">You think only of yourself.</span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">If we were married, I know that I would find</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">life very difficult, and I would have no </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">pleasure in living with you. I have a heart</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">to give, but it is not something that</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">I want to give to you. No one is more </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">foolish and selfish than you, and you are not</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">able to care for me and help me.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">I sincerely want you to understand that </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">I speak the truth. You will do me a favor</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">if you think this is the end. Do not try</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">to answer this. Your letters are full of </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">things that do not interest me. You have no</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">true love for me. Good-bye! Believe me,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">I do not care for you. Please do not think that </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">I am still your boyfriend."</span></div><div><br /></div><div>So bad!!<br /></div><div>Think so? read odd-numbered lines <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">only</span></span>.</div><div><br /></div><div>becomes:</div><div><br /></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">"The great love that I have for you</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">grows every day. When I see you, </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">the one thing that I want to do is to</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">marry you. Our last conversation</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">made me look forward to seeing you again. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">If we were married, I know that I would find</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">pleasure in living with you. I have a heart</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">I want to give to you. No one is more </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">able to care for me and help me.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">I speak the truth. You will do me a favor</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">to answer this. Your letters are full of </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">true love for me. Good-bye! Believe me,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">I am still your boyfriend."</span></div></div><div><br /></div><div>smart and sweet, huh?</div>johnnie akaharhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-22897095083518008062008-09-14T07:09:00.009+08:002008-09-14T08:10:26.149+08:00staple through the navelMarian sent me one photo some time ago, after our performance at Secondary Asean Dance at Hilton Hotel. And she was very excited, saying "This photo is SO our first album cover!"<br />So during my free time, I spent like 2 hours to make 2 album covers from the photo.<br /><br />And this is it:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZApMfR2IRAI/SMxJZViY8uI/AAAAAAAAADY/7zINbbZYsWY/s1600-h/insensatez+jazz+copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZApMfR2IRAI/SMxJZViY8uI/AAAAAAAAADY/7zINbbZYsWY/s320/insensatez+jazz+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245648365606728418" border="0" /></a>INSENSATEZ is the new sensation from the growing jazz scene in Singapore. A side project of Guilty Pleasure guitarist Marian Suwono and drummer Rahardhi Ulinnuha, Insensatez plays lounge jazz music with a Jamaican reggae accent and Incognito's prowess.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Artist: Insensatez<br />Album title: An Evening With Friends<br />Songs:<br />Enough Fajitas for Today (2:51)<br />Kingston Hotel (3:23)<br />The Groove Drips Acid (4:11)<br />(Not So) Deep Water (3:55)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZApMfR2IRAI/SMxSy-KO2eI/AAAAAAAAADg/ej-N3d4BnRk/s1600-h/deusexmachina+rock+copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 245px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZApMfR2IRAI/SMxSy-KO2eI/AAAAAAAAADg/ej-N3d4BnRk/s320/deusexmachina+rock+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245658701612636642" border="0" /></a>artist: Deus Ex Machina<br />album: Late Night TV Shows<br />genre: Industrial Retrospective Rock n' Blues<br />sounds like: The White Stripes sings Muse while the guitarist is possessed by Jimi Hendrix<br />songs:<br />9 to 5 (3:47)<br />Overcoming The Love of Power (6:12)<br />Late Night TV Shows (4:01)<br />A Safer Kind of High (6:52)<br /><br /><br />OK BACK TO STUDY NOW NOW NOW NOT MUCH TIME LEFT AARGH<br /><br />song of the day: Radiohead - Exit Music<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;">serius_loe_jon</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You can laugh</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> A spineless laugh</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> We hope that your rules and wisdom choke you</span></span><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-67122677087674982572008-09-13T07:56:00.003+08:002008-09-13T09:13:44.363+08:00are you trying to get killed by standing on the streetside?Few days ago, i was studying until quite late at night when this guy who was studying next to me flipped out his phone and made a call. I was not being a busybody or anything, but he was talking very loudly so I cant help myself from overhearing his conversation. Apparently he was trying to flirt with this girl, and it went downhill from there:<br /><br />"Hey, would you go out with me on Saturday? I need some woman's advice here to choose a gift for my friend"<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(The oldest trick in the book, dude, but it does work sometimes. Good start.)</span><br /><br />"Oh you really cannot? Come on, I really need your help "<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(Uh oh... Sounding desperate in the first few seconds. Not good.)</span><br /><br />Few minutes later,<br /><br />"Do you remember the quote that I told you last time? You dont? Oh, you should be very pitiful, the quote is very sweet"<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(Well, I dont see why she should be "pitiful". You have my pity, though.)</span><br /><br />and the coup-de-grace was,<br /><br />"What? You really think I'm gay?"<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(......)</span><br /><br />Well, Good Game, buddy. Should have bought you a drink.<br /><br />One thing that really strikes me was the usage of word "pitiful". I won't pretend that I'm linguistically very inclined, but I found it very weird. "Pitiful" is indeed a synonym for "sorry", but,...<br />Aiyoh, nevermind lah, like that also cannot meh?<br /><br />And I'm not criticizing anyone here. Some guys even grow up, get married, have sex, have children without ever making their first call. I appreciate this guy, with all his limitations, he dared to flirt in the language he has not mastered yet.<br /><br />On the other hand, you dont have to talk all the time.<br />Maybe you just have to<br /><br />"slowly whisper I love you<br />thirty-two and a third times.<br />After that, we just sit on the line<br />and listen to each other breath"<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">- Jeffrey McDaniel</span><br /><br />Right, <span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">Julz</span>?<br />Cheers for that particular sleepless night.<br /><br />song of the day: Norah Jones - Sleepless Nights<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">serius_loe_jon</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" ><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">gimme fuel</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">gimme fire</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">gimme that which i desire</span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-72087621403221530042008-09-12T14:25:00.001+08:002008-09-12T14:27:24.795+08:00Male Chauvinist Pig.<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">How many men does it take to open a beer?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">None. It should be opened when she brings it.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Why is a Laundromat a really bad place to pick up a woman? <br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Because a woman who can't even afford a washing machine will probably never be able to support you.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Why do women have smaller feet than men? </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">It's one of those "evolutionary things" that allows them to stand closer to the kitchen sink.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">How do you know when a woman is about to say something smart? </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">When she starts a sentence with "A man once told me.."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">How do you fix a woman's watch? </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">You don't. There is a clock on the oven.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Why do men fart more than women? </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Because women can't shut up long enough to build up the required pressure.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">If your dog is barking at the back door and your wife is yelling at the front door, who do you let in first? </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The dog, of course. He'll shut up once you let him in.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What's worse than a Male Chauvinist Pig? </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">A woman who won't do what she's told.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I married a Miss Right. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I just didn't know her first name was Always.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Scientists have discovered a food that diminishes </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">a woman's sex drive by 90%. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">It's called a Wedding Cake.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Why do men die before their wives? <br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">They want to.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Women will never be equal to men until they can walk down the street with a bald head and a beer gut, and still think they are sexy. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">In the beginning, God created the earth and rested. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Then God created Man and rested. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Then God created Woman. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Since then, neither God nor Man has rested.</span></div>johnnie akaharhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-54377249257554689372008-09-11T13:05:00.007+08:002008-09-11T13:39:10.558+08:00September Morn.<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">Sun's up.</span><br />What a shiny day (read: I just woke up).<br /><br />Hey, I'm not that much of a pig, I had to actually get up very early in the morning to cook.<br />People in my hall take turns to prepare morning meals, once every three days.<br />For the fun of it, I took picture of them :D<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGyB1XoOQW48U5Pd3gg4ci2EZPh6oFCX8ne20axeAYIqhAE8KFijGHu5Q_7uTHzwtStCLyGnewkEejX4_sUHdpu4DYVBX1f0c7DBPkh8HJuGS5SQAw7LEaLXVgg-4TDq2fvAm3/s1600-h/11092008323.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 143px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGyB1XoOQW48U5Pd3gg4ci2EZPh6oFCX8ne20axeAYIqhAE8KFijGHu5Q_7uTHzwtStCLyGnewkEejX4_sUHdpu4DYVBX1f0c7DBPkh8HJuGS5SQAw7LEaLXVgg-4TDq2fvAm3/s320/11092008323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244626617686221778" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGcSrwosAIYJZnU_CGgudg47642ZKAObAPXFaPyPKuA_v_J-wNJPiRqW8ob0QBhLBLILrIKftFzF10MRgVhRlnrUrIkJwPArBnRNda944D6juVgmuWOVoBwBIB_IarbZ-x5c-A/s1600-h/11092008324.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 143px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGcSrwosAIYJZnU_CGgudg47642ZKAObAPXFaPyPKuA_v_J-wNJPiRqW8ob0QBhLBLILrIKftFzF10MRgVhRlnrUrIkJwPArBnRNda944D6juVgmuWOVoBwBIB_IarbZ-x5c-A/s320/11092008324.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244626617421086978" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Co0VZmJRC-AA5C_CJx7YeuP3ZFquzfIfHgCPrl80BBOqWxz1QbgcS3pnFgBRb3n6iH08346bWJ8KV1xGUQzoOOhtVSIaS6Vl-6yN23EWl6xnI-WbsvaMB0r_tYM_TB9aanV9/s1600-h/11092008325.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 142px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Co0VZmJRC-AA5C_CJx7YeuP3ZFquzfIfHgCPrl80BBOqWxz1QbgcS3pnFgBRb3n6iH08346bWJ8KV1xGUQzoOOhtVSIaS6Vl-6yN23EWl6xnI-WbsvaMB0r_tYM_TB9aanV9/s320/11092008325.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244626624948038690" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">Today's menu :</span><br />A questionable <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">oyster sauce veggies</span>, salty <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">corned beef with rendang sauce</span>, and of course, unconvincing <span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">omelette with sausages and crabstick</span>.<br />Served with steamed rice and orange cordial.<br /><br />Hahah, it tastes much better than it looks.<br />Maybe I <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">should </span>cook for blind people.<br /><br />One thing I don't like about fasting, is that I can't barely play any sports during the day,<br />and I do tend to overeat after break.<br />which explains why I often put on weight during these months.<br /><br />Let this be my schedule:<br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">30 minutes of Interval training, 4x a week<br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">anyone wanna come with?<br /></div><br />I have<span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> MAS111 : Foundations of Maths</span> test tomorrow, argh.<br /><br />off to HE101 lecture, I shall not fall asleep.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:85%;">GOOD LUCK FOR PRELIMS!<br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><span style="font-size:85%;">Think of me, think of me fondly when we've said good-bye<br />Remember me, every so often promise me you'll try.<br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" >uh, oh, should I join PINTU Idol? what to sing?</span>johnnie akaharhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-85604797299966734412008-09-10T14:24:00.000+08:002008-09-12T14:28:20.535+08:00Oxford-Singapore Dictionary<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">So you Angmohs will finally understand Singaporeans.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">1) LILY - adverb. extremely, really</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">"Wah, you lily can sing well ah!"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">2) VALLEY - adverb. extremely (same with lily)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">"Look! My Versachee belt, valley nice hor?"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">3) GORGES - adj. stunningly beautiful, normally found with valley </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">"Wah! Ah Beng's girlflan is valley gorges leh!"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">4) CORAL - verb. to bicker</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">"Why, you not happy, ah? Want to coral, is it?"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">5) REEF - (normally followed with coral) to argue with "You lily want to coral reef me ah?"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">6) ALTITUDE - adjective. a disagreeable demeanour</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">"Ah Lian Lily got a bad altitude ploblem".</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7) CIRRUS - adjective. certain</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">"You cirrus or not? Dun bruff!"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">8) CANOPY - phrase. impossible</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">"He bought new handphone? Canopy lah! Where got money?"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">9) OLDLADY - adjective. completed</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">"Wah...you finish oldlady ah."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">10) SUIT - verb. to project forward</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">"Suit! Suit! See goalkeeper come out oldlady."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">11) SOW - verb. to reveal</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">"Sow me, sow me your new ting."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">12) LOAD - noun. a path normally made up of gravel & tar "We go Orchard Load leh."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">13) BLINK - verb. deliver, send</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">"What you blink for me? Sow me, sow me."</span></div>johnnie akaharhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-72458142627735627582008-09-09T13:14:00.009+08:002008-09-11T13:39:40.930+08:00Perseus.They say a strong person can bounce back from whatever trouble,<br />I think they need to add a prerequisite : He shan't be foolish.<br /><br />I need help, obviously.<br />Please, please send me somebody to make me smile.<br /><br />Maybe I'm just <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">overreacting</span>.<br />but, <span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">6 interview rejections</span> should be enough to shoot my confidence down right?<br /><br />Oh, in the end I got SPMS Publicity sub-committee, so unlike me.<br />need this to stay in hall, I shall not care much.<br /><br />uh, oh, I uploaded Sentosa photos <a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=40048&id=703467475">here</a><br />quoting Julian : "11 creatures sets all hell break loose in Sentosa"<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">and now I realize I am capable of getting sunburnt, it hurts!</span><br /><br />here are few of the pictures:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsTBfmHrNKvIuJTmo2w03tDBmSUFuMOzU_2tJsZh4ZAsG8M2q7LGX30WKHCNxyydqojRgdcI1dWgKxO0jRfzwuQeNqQ9iSl79n-LoF8JzY988yIQ70i31DDSgCUrUjHLj4qMb0/s1600-h/DSCF2222.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 140px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsTBfmHrNKvIuJTmo2w03tDBmSUFuMOzU_2tJsZh4ZAsG8M2q7LGX30WKHCNxyydqojRgdcI1dWgKxO0jRfzwuQeNqQ9iSl79n-LoF8JzY988yIQ70i31DDSgCUrUjHLj4qMb0/s200/DSCF2222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244632084471109842" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZwCNVm2a3l1s8VF9FAAbIjJhSds4iZ5g5zcpOkry3m8hvC_UMpKjh6P24syJ4IAQHzLjXLkj_iyQX1xhs-IvCdby9t-tBppWpfPjHsh_fDpj7R_IQ-SNvfCW3Kmvid8aRHXw4/s1600-h/DSCF2230.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 140px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZwCNVm2a3l1s8VF9FAAbIjJhSds4iZ5g5zcpOkry3m8hvC_UMpKjh6P24syJ4IAQHzLjXLkj_iyQX1xhs-IvCdby9t-tBppWpfPjHsh_fDpj7R_IQ-SNvfCW3Kmvid8aRHXw4/s200/DSCF2230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244632088324120898" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK3L1jTBBo7dATQadmjlmMoHVr66Tt20UtjrAwx0DkLbP7u2IBqCQBN0EaLssWmBdGAprnkDKUnQWpIMGaZtQo_QnWq0-XuY6yFHNYn9NHugvMnaJdvjy9HYk31WapLN72KI2w/s1600-h/DSCF2244.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 140px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK3L1jTBBo7dATQadmjlmMoHVr66Tt20UtjrAwx0DkLbP7u2IBqCQBN0EaLssWmBdGAprnkDKUnQWpIMGaZtQo_QnWq0-XuY6yFHNYn9NHugvMnaJdvjy9HYk31WapLN72KI2w/s200/DSCF2244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244632090447763186" border="0" /></a><br /><br />L to R : Bebek spastic, Aton yg sok manis, dan Fanie Jebay (ga perlu description) :D<br /><br />Good to meet u people, aniwae.<br />We should go again sometime, after promos or A's maybe?<br />looking forward to it. :)<br /><div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"><span style="font-size:85%;">What’s the point of life if risk is just a board game<br />You roll the dice but you’re just hoping that the rules change<br />What’s the point if you can’t bring yourself to say<br />Things you wanna say like "Dance with me tonight"</span><br /></div>johnnie akaharhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11821720814704891116noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30855203.post-80811052468206999882008-09-07T14:59:00.004+08:002008-09-07T15:19:24.861+08:00paradigm shiftan excerpt from TIME magazine dated May 12 2008,<br /><br />"Last year a new frontier in Deep Brain Stimulation was opened when a team led by Dr. Nicholas Schiff of the Weill Cornell Medical College in New York City used it to turn the cognitive lights back on in a man who had spent <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >six years in near coma</span> as a result of <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >injuries suffered in a <span style="font-weight: bold;">mugging</span></span> and had seemed <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">destined to spend the rest of his life that way</span></span>"<br /><br />holy poo<br /><br />on the light of the impending promo exam, this passage suddenly has a new whole meaning.<br /><br />song of the day: Radiohead - True Love Waits<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><br />hold that thought, </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">when everything is holy</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">and the Other is no more a miracle</span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0