<?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-472254238365664461</id><updated>2011-09-23T19:28:19.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Humble Abode</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-5215716246792755755</id><published>2011-09-23T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T19:28:19.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new life</title><content type='html'>Hi there,  I know its been awhile.. Is anybody breathing there? Sorry.. my bad.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ORD! Although its been like.. 1 month ago? Alot happened these 2 years back. Some people already knew that i broke up with her, but i don't wish to talk about it anymore.. But well, everything turns out alot better this way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had applied for Shatec's diploma course in Hotel Management during 20th August last month, been through an interview and the application was successful. Before that i had been thinking if i should really study? Or just start my life in the workforce? Relatives and friends had different opinions, I've got good job offers which is tempting me over studying. The companys called me and are willing to pay me 2.5k just for my basic allowance w/o commission or benefits added. So i guess you people know what jobs i've been offered?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be starting school on o3 October 2011, what i am going to learn for during the course will deeply benefit me in my daily personal life and also my career life. The fees are expensive, 16k.. I wonder how long would i have to work to pay the fees back to my parents. I know my posts are boring, but these are what going through my head everyday.. Like a daily routine. Urghh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/472254238365664461-5215716246792755755?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5215716246792755755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/5215716246792755755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/5215716246792755755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-life.html' title='A new life'/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-60399711386273031</id><published>2010-04-02T20:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T20:39:46.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just do it</title><content type='html'>A very good evening to any souls who happens to drop by my 'dead blog' :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having thoughts of closing down this blog, due to inactivity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my lifes still going fine for now.. Aint sure whats in front of me but i cant look back right? Hahaha, its always funny to look at the innocent and stupid stuffs we once did in the past.. I was so bored today and i visited the onced well-known oldie &lt;u&gt;'friendster'&lt;/u&gt; to look at the memorable testimonials my friends once wrote to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely, it brought me back to the past for awhile, knowing that i'm aging but i dont care. ;D Realised that theres quite an amount of good friends went missing in my contacts, am trying really hard to find them.. They were the ones whos always been there for me, during bad and good times. Friends are gifts from GOD.. as only the real ones will walk with you till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes something that i felt funny, when we're all innocent and young. We tend to write something that which we think is unique.. etc. 'euu.. ishh.. maii.. lurbbe' LOL hahaha! And definitely its not me! I really cant take it when &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GUYS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; who also typed like that.. However those are the memories in the past.. We can get to know how young we were since then, and how much we had grown till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories are meant to be kept safe! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND! Sincere apologies for no latest photos being uploaded.. and having you people to read just words.. words.. and more WORDS! I'm sure pretty sure to upload some soon. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/472254238365664461-60399711386273031?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/60399711386273031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-do-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/60399711386273031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/60399711386273031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-do-it.html' title='Just do it'/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-3711132886019429606</id><published>2010-03-10T23:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T00:23:32.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woots! No more a TRAINEE</title><content type='html'>Hahaha! Finally end my life as a soldier trainee, feeling pretty gooddd! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 weeks been tough as hell.. But comparing to the last FDS batch, my batch was pretty luckier. Finally its all OVER! now am waiting for my ORD (still long).. I've been a trainee for &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 and a half months&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us were given 1week's off.. Which is deducted from our annual leave. Sad stuff.. Now i've lost 5 days of leave thanks to my PC.. zZz! I would rather start duty straight away.. During this 1week of leave,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;5/3/10&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;section 1!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; which is my section. We met at ILLUMA for Fish market Manhattan.. $30 bucks for meal, and i'm not that satisfied.. I would prefer fisn n co! After that niger longpang me a car-ride to AMK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;6/3/10&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught a movie 'Being human' with the usual buddies at plaza singapura. I give it 3/5! I had kfc and my all-time-favourite '~&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAKOYAKI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;~' for dinner then went to somerset 303 for a fresh visit? or whatever its called.. Its a new place! Pretty lovely actually.. Window shopped and left for home early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;8/3/10&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposingly to meet 'Noob' at jurong point to pass her bday present and have dinner. But we ended up meeting up at Lot1 for dinner which i forgotten the reason why. Hahaha! 18 lorh~~ (if you're reading this) ;D we had dinner at the restaurant New York.. 'Noob'~ I think i can make &lt;strong&gt;Waffles&lt;/strong&gt; better than NEW YORK! hahahaha. Chilled and we did the usual &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pro and noob&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; stuff for abit and we went off. Hope you love the present noob, be happier! Happy birthday~~!! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/472254238365664461-3711132886019429606?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/3711132886019429606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2010/03/woots-no-more-trainee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/3711132886019429606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/3711132886019429606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2010/03/woots-no-more-trainee.html' title='Woots! No more a TRAINEE'/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-3219520055712858135</id><published>2010-01-23T14:59:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T18:55:20.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spendthrift on FOOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/S1rS5Hj2kCI/AAAAAAAAAI4/WbokBTUhL60/s1600-h/311220091221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429884179472355362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/S1rS5Hj2kCI/AAAAAAAAAI4/WbokBTUhL60/s320/311220091221.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Countdown Party 2010! With the old buddies (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/S1rR-k_j4-I/AAAAAAAAAIw/G2fDwX6TGsw/s1600-h/Adrian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429883173760918498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/S1rR-k_j4-I/AAAAAAAAAIw/G2fDwX6TGsw/s320/Adrian.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a really old photo that i found, when i was 19?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello to the Readers/People! I had came back to updating my blog once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my 4th month serving in the army already, &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 year and 6 more months&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; to go! Almost everyday in camp.. I was thinking about what am i gonna do after serving that &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1year10months&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; of mine. To start working? To study or not? I would really appreciate some advise though. However, I will retake my BTT soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first month of 2010 is coming to an end already, time passes really fast yeah? I'm already &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;22&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this year, more responsibilities.. I know that i stopped blogging for quite awhile during my BMT.. So i'm elaborate things that happened after my BMT. Supposingly I thought that i would be posted as a clerk as I'm being excused from the No.4 Uniform.. But i ended up in 2PDF/8SIR as a combat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;REGIMENTAL POLICE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for a 6-8weeks course! What a pain in the ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my on-course training will be coming to an end next friday. Everyone of us will be posted to a new unit soon.. Known lotsa new and interesting people there, be it friendly, funny, dumb, clever and all sortsa! Nevertheless, we'll be saying goodbye again soon! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! Thats enough for army life.. I've been spending alot of money on food lately and there goes my allowance.. Burnt a really big hole in my pocket.. ARGHH! From 50kg -&gt; 58kg! Quite an impressive improvement ya? ;D I'm gonna work hard and hit 60kg soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;i'llstandwithyou.&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/472254238365664461-3219520055712858135?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/3219520055712858135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2010/01/spendthrift-on-food.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/3219520055712858135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/3219520055712858135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2010/01/spendthrift-on-food.html' title='Spendthrift on FOOD'/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/S1rS5Hj2kCI/AAAAAAAAAI4/WbokBTUhL60/s72-c/311220091221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-4667853267713382919</id><published>2009-09-25T23:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:29:12.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Question and Answer (The answers are so funny!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do Assassin's work in the cover of darkness.&lt;br /&gt;Ans: So the enemy can't see them coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;prostitutes&lt;/span&gt; work at night?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: In the day they sell food at hawker centre? Rich old men still &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; wake up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People get horny at night after their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wife's&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gf&lt;/span&gt; falls asleep.&lt;br /&gt;(Be aware If your bf tells you that he is meeting his friends for dinner after 10pm, go smell his body or his private parts for a different soap smell )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people go on candle light dinners?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: It's supposed to be romantic and also the pupils will enlarge because of low light, making your pupils larger than usual, which should also make you look more attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people make out in a dim room?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Low light clogs the mind from the reality, Details get lost and you only get to see a vague &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;image of&lt;/span&gt; your partner. Turn on the fucking lights and have a better look at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are some cars tinted so people can't see the drivers?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: 30% People who tint their car are insecure. 10% of them want the too fast too furious look. 60% of them dig their nose and use their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;handphones&lt;/span&gt; will driving. Have you ever seen someone dig their nose in their car? It always looks very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are clubs so dark?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: In the dark with only 5% visibility. Even the ugliest cocksuckers become a princess for the night.If you have a guy coming up to you while you're at a club. DON'T BE SO PROUD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He is intoxicated&lt;br /&gt;2. He is horny &amp;amp; looking for a bang&lt;br /&gt;3. You look easier than the other victims&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the ugliest of bitches have guys coming up to them ALL the fucking time.It's just the way things are. Ask &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;yourself&lt;/span&gt;. Why didn't guys come up to you in broad day light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BINGO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people don't use their eyes very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;In fact&lt;/span&gt; it blinds them even more from the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clear &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; now..&lt;br /&gt;Take a deep breath for 5 secs&lt;br /&gt;Done?&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes for a moment... What do you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what i see?&lt;br /&gt;I see someone paying attention :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHAHAHAAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/472254238365664461-4667853267713382919?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/4667853267713382919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/09/question-and-answer-why-do-assassins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/4667853267713382919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/4667853267713382919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/09/question-and-answer-why-do-assassins.html' title=''/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-6859516098605273825</id><published>2009-09-19T23:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T00:23:14.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SrUAoL2ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAIo/NKp2Qv2aMlM/s1600-h/160920091093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383209619966997202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SrUAoL2ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAIo/NKp2Qv2aMlM/s320/160920091093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A new start of doing Cuppucino ART. Looks sucky.. But well, i'll improve on it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah i know i havent been updating my blog for ages already.. But there are lotsa things happening during this month which i dont know what and how to start with..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ah Nee's birthday party at K-Suite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The day when somebody who just look so alike as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;'Jay Chou'&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; teaching me Latte ART.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The day i was acknowledged as a precious asset of Gelato Sole by my boss and manager.. Which made me so happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A ktv session with Nicole and Amy /w their friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The day i finally baked my waffles w/o getting it &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BURNT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The day i almost got into &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG BIG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; trouble when i drawn a certain someone at work =="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And so much more which i dont think i remembered. But i still remembered the incidents that happened.. However i think i'll just update the main point for today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This is the first and the most disgusting TAKOYAKI i had ever tasted! And i bought 10 of them cause the queue was sooooo LONG!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/472254238365664461-6859516098605273825?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/6859516098605273825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-start-of-doing-cuppucino-art.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/6859516098605273825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/6859516098605273825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-start-of-doing-cuppucino-art.html' title=''/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SrUAoL2ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAIo/NKp2Qv2aMlM/s72-c/160920091093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-7395292057626623844</id><published>2009-09-09T23:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T00:25:02.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SqfR5yn4XOI/AAAAAAAAAIg/l9TlXfyE2XU/s1600-h/090920091079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379499070689139938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SqfR5yn4XOI/AAAAAAAAAIg/l9TlXfyE2XU/s320/090920091079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Am not a fan of mango, but there's this irresistable aroma and taste! &gt;&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379496149767887554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SqfPPxV_GsI/AAAAAAAAAIA/z-sblg4gJ-Y/s320/090920091081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mango Sorbet &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gelato&lt;/span&gt; for you? (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379496147717327570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SqfPPptGCtI/AAAAAAAAAH4/x3biXPhxuRY/s320/080920091072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Separate beaten egg white and yolks in the process of baking waffles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379497782408017490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SqfQuzZudlI/AAAAAAAAAIY/5UDDHThFUoo/s320/080920091073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A secret recipe mixture ;x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379497082175074674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SqfQGC1LsXI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3y-kO2ZyMRU/s320/080920091077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Freshly baked &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Adrian's Plain Waffle&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!. Topped with Maple syrup and sprinkles of icing sugar! Goes well with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gelato&lt;/span&gt; on top! Try it before the end of September comes ;x &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Life's been good so far.. I have nothing to complain about. 30 more days! Will gonna miss &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;almost everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  in the shop. It has brought me fond memories as well.. BUT! I'll be back! 3 months.. Just 3 months.. And &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; come back in a baldy head and become &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MATTEO no.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt; darker.. to eat &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gelato&lt;/span&gt;~ &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;All this time while &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; true to you ; you turn and walked away.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/472254238365664461-7395292057626623844?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/7395292057626623844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/09/mango-sorbet-gelato-for-you-separate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/7395292057626623844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/7395292057626623844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/09/mango-sorbet-gelato-for-you-separate.html' title=''/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SqfR5yn4XOI/AAAAAAAAAIg/l9TlXfyE2XU/s72-c/090920091079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-1683289520773508640</id><published>2009-09-05T23:53:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T00:20:05.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SqKNYq4S-DI/AAAAAAAAAHY/K4QXXQMIMTk/s1600-h/290820091046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378016360000583730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SqKNYq4S-DI/AAAAAAAAAHY/K4QXXQMIMTk/s320/290820091046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Counting down! 33 more days! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A rather awkward day. New uniforms.. Apron.. and a dumb half cap during work ==" Fortunately i'm resigning till end of september ;D after that i'll needa prepare to get fitter before enlisting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378015342716874274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SqKMddM9biI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/njQS4tFvGfM/s320/11082009983.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378012509823310914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SqKJ4j2gHEI/AAAAAAAAAHI/LVYERQQ8_c4/s320/11082009982.jpg" /&gt;~*A specially brewed &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LATTE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; of mine*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;you were never there; you had never cared.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/472254238365664461-1683289520773508640?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/1683289520773508640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/09/counting-down-33-more-days-d-rather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/1683289520773508640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/1683289520773508640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/09/counting-down-33-more-days-d-rather.html' title=''/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SqKNYq4S-DI/AAAAAAAAAHY/K4QXXQMIMTk/s72-c/290820091046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-2414820695671317760</id><published>2009-09-03T23:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T00:08:20.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is not a post of mine! But I feel the same way..</title><content type='html'>WHEN YOU REALIZED&lt;br /&gt;Is it too late?&lt;br /&gt;Is it pointless?&lt;br /&gt;Is it going to be the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never expected things to feel like this, I've always felt that things would get better.But I don't see how it will. I'm too weak to do anything. Powerless.... against fate. Is this all a joke in my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one will know what I'm talking about because I've learnt through lessons to keep things to myself. Some gossip mongers and people who are just out to get you will bend your words and exaggerate everything. So sometimes it's best to keep everything inside. No one knows what you're thinking, No one can quote you or your words won't offend anyone. Sometimes speaking your mind doesn't work even if it's best to speak the truth all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth hurts most of the time. Why? Because we are always living a lie. Truth is you're not as good as you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many occasions when I speak the truth , people get defensive. How do you learn if you are not opened to truthful comments? So sick of it.... Being in this situation where you know it'll be the same 5 yrs later. Just because of people can't move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just thinking.... Young people don't EVER listen~~~ But.... they'll learn from their mistakes eventually. Hopefully.. Somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old people will NEVER listen~~~And....will never learn from their mistakes. The older you get the harder it is for you to accept things in life. That's why you need to keep an open mind to everything. Change as the world change and never be left behind. Ever wondered why old people always wear the same things? Everyone has different stages in life. Diff dressing at diff age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1 you wear your birthday clothes&lt;br /&gt;At 3 you'll wear anything your mom throws at you.&lt;br /&gt;At 6 you'll wear stupid looking clothes&lt;br /&gt;At 12 you dress a certain way you think is cool.&lt;br /&gt;At16 you start to dress like you know fashion.&lt;br /&gt;At 18 you wanna dress like you own the world!&lt;br /&gt;At 22 you start finding your own style which probably last you till you're 28&lt;br /&gt;At 30 you'll wanna look rich and smart&lt;br /&gt;At 40 you'll want to blend into the crowd and not look like a fool&lt;br /&gt;At 50 you'll wear something that will last you till you die.&lt;br /&gt;At 80 you'll wear something that you probably did 30 years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a post of mine, but i somehow feels the same way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/472254238365664461-2414820695671317760?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/2414820695671317760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-not-post-of-mine-but-i-feel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/2414820695671317760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/2414820695671317760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-not-post-of-mine-but-i-feel.html' title='This is not a post of mine! But I feel the same way..'/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-428170503249357583</id><published>2009-08-26T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T23:44:39.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cared.&lt;br /&gt;I love.&lt;br /&gt;I always do.&lt;br /&gt;Yet those actions seemed to be invisible and being misunderstood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving on forward. To become a better me, and not staying there to let grudge exist. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/472254238365664461-428170503249357583?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/428170503249357583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-cared.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/428170503249357583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/428170503249357583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-cared.html' title=''/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-7716981576701150259</id><published>2009-08-24T21:39:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:15:06.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SpKeTqLvrhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/PFWgnJY54rE/s1600-h/31072009937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373531365984677394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SpKeTqLvrhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/PFWgnJY54rE/s200/31072009937.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hello people! Very soon it will be 9th October, my time to enlist into the army is coming. which happens to be kaisi's birthday as well &gt;;O Hurray! Botak head is what you guys would love to see me in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;RIGHT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!?.. 2 years will pass very fast. I must stay positive! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373531543054063186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SpKed90YFlI/AAAAAAAAAGw/zZJU1hB_zeA/s200/06082009962.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feeling rather excited than scared for that day to come! My ex-classmate happens to be posted to the same camp and vocation as me. Located at amoy quee camp.. 2sir &lt;strong&gt;INFANTRY.&lt;/strong&gt; Can say that one of the toughest training is coming up my way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But i would like to see how different it is from NCC. So may there be some really kind-hearted soul to be so kind to pray for my safety throughout the 2 years! Although i know there will be those who wanna curse me, but nvm! Karma will get them and dogs will bite their butts! hahaha LOL ;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Talking about dogs.. I am looking forward to seeing baby mika and playing with her! XD I'm sure she'll love me more than her owner cause she's sucha meany! HAHHAHA ;x LOL but i can only get to see her when i enlist.. I think.. ;\ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/472254238365664461-7716981576701150259?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/7716981576701150259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-hurray-my-time-to-enlist-is-coming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/7716981576701150259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/7716981576701150259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-hurray-my-time-to-enlist-is-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SpKeTqLvrhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/PFWgnJY54rE/s72-c/31072009937.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-3717544413145804093</id><published>2009-08-19T21:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T23:49:19.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You made me laugh real hard!</title><content type='html'>To the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;'blah"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just take note i can be able to trace your ip and real email. So dont make me write out your name to let everyone read (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Banned&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 Aug 09, 23:43 blah: mak chee yuan i am damn awake now&lt;br /&gt;17 Aug 09, 01:44 blah: adrian MAI ZHI YUAN u have the guts eh?&lt;br /&gt;17 Aug 09, 00:06 blah: somemore put my pic inside and u think is damn funny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply no.1: I dont care if you're in your coffin awake or asleep. It makes no difference with you in my life or nort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply no.2: Of cause i have guts, if nort why would i wanna post? LOL silly question. And please dont be a keyboard warrior. Its &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt; use! If you really had the guts.. Talk to my face and nort vent your anger through the computer (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply no.3: You called my number and hang up immediately, for 2 times when i didnt answer.. You think its damn funny too? using private phone call? Your private number is traceable do you know that? Please stop being so childish. And please read my disclaimers.. I dont write it there for nothing. Learn to read, it helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you have something against me, i suggest you to fix this problem by doing the steps shown in disclaimers step no.5 (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had done my part as a friend. What about you? What had you done to your friends? What are you in people's eye right now? I despise people like you and thats that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/472254238365664461-3717544413145804093?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/3717544413145804093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-made-me-laugh-real-hard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/3717544413145804093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/3717544413145804093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-made-me-laugh-real-hard.html' title='You made me laugh real hard!'/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-3318254866211194135</id><published>2009-08-17T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:07:49.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15-8-2009; the belated birthday party!</title><content type='html'>HELLO! I know its been so long ever since i created a post.. So, i'm back to post this meaningful birthday party of mine.. Which my friends and relative spent lotsa efforts and hard work. Thanks to everyone. I really do appreciate what you guys had done for me and i love you all! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;14th august 09&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning, woke up and get ready to set off to work for my half day shift. Was thinking if i could actually stuff my bass booster into my bag.. how crazy LOL. After that Shixiong came to my workplace to find me, as he just finished his common test and also to set off together to the chalet. When we reached the place.. We actually forget to wait for my aunt at pasir ris mrt! And we wait for her at the bus stop and go check in to the chalet immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After putting down the luggage at the chalet. We began setting up the speakers and bass booster. Shixiong became my personal technician already LOL wearing blue polo T &amp;amp; Blue jacket &amp;amp; blue jeans.. Looked just exactly like one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that i received an sms from melvin saying he cant make it as he's been confined for dunno wad.. Crazy NS officers. After that, i called the ones who will be staying over for the first night but end up all telling me not free at the last minute.. I was beginning to get hot-headed as they should inform me earlier and not having me to ask them when i checked into the chalet.. Was pretty disappointed and a really foul mood. I was telling myself.. What luck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, shixiong decided to slack in the chalet with me cause he knows i would get really bored. He was trying to comfort me like.. probably they're gonna give me a surprise or so.. But i wasnt really listening, or actually they would give me a surprise. After that, John called and ask if i'm there alone.. Of cause i would replied a 'yes' if not he will ask what are you doing in the room wif shixiong? Their pattern i know one.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes later, i received a ring from the doorbell. Was thinking if its some cleaner or so and i peeped through the 'door hole' and its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;COVERED! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Curiously, i opened the door and ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;**SURPRISE!!**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahaha! Never would i thought they would actually come up with a surprise! Then they started jumping into the bed like they had neva slept on bed before LOL and they really began asking why am i in the room with shixiong.. ._______. sorry peihao! we did nothing! HAHAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They actually brought a DVD Karaoke system for me during that day. That night we went to the arcade there to play after that back to the chalet and sang and feasted ourselves with snacks and MAC till the morning and john left.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; 15th august 09&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In the afternoon, we sent john to the shopping mall where he wanted to take his cab from.. and we walked around in the mall. Nothing much or interesting and we decided to go to escape theme park to play.. LOL well we only played 2 stations only due to the bad weather and we even drenched ourselves ==" Had fun playing the 'daytona go kart'! i was speeding and busy overtaking other cars and junren went pale in the car HAHAHA! And we played the haunted mansion thingy.. There are lotsa eerie and creepy things inside.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to pick up the BBQ foods and after my relatives and i started preparing the BBQ foods while waiting for the others to come. There were lotsa last minute cant make it de friends though.. Anyway thanks for your wishes! During about 9:45pm.. was the Cake cutting session. Friends all took turns to take photos together (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/472254238365664461-3318254866211194135?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/3318254866211194135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/08/15-8-2009-belated-birthday-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/3318254866211194135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/3318254866211194135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/08/15-8-2009-belated-birthday-party.html' title='15-8-2009; the belated birthday party!'/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-3373572311613937511</id><published>2009-07-29T23:24:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:58:56.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Past Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok! These are the photos taken during melvin's 21st birthday party at kbox C8. I uploaded the photos as many peoples asked me to upload it.. But i just couldn't find time as well as i'm lazy to blog nor to post photos. So.. Here you go! Enjoy~ (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SnBuaPoabpI/AAAAAAAAAGA/53p1V3yyqUw/s1600-h/24072009902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363908553349951122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SnBuaPoabpI/AAAAAAAAAGA/53p1V3yyqUw/s320/24072009902.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some fingerfood for all those drinking and for the starved ones.. Its a MUST! not an option ;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SnBuGNVGnLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/VV_6bHqs0g8/s1600-h/24072009900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363908209134705842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SnBuGNVGnLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/VV_6bHqs0g8/s320/24072009900.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I ate dunno how many pieces of cake during the midnight.. Trying to gain more weight. As i heard you can gain extra pounds if you eat during midnight, hope that helps (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SnBs7bkrlII/AAAAAAAAAFw/RHX8eewCrUM/s1600-h/23072009894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363906924467950722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SnBs7bkrlII/AAAAAAAAAFw/RHX8eewCrUM/s320/23072009894.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just look at him! He chunked in 4 bowls of tidbits into his mouth! omg! please don't try this kids. He's different, cause he's nuts and he's drunk so he ate alot too ;p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SnBskfaYN5I/AAAAAAAAAFo/3JNVK3TzhUY/s1600-h/24072009899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363906530361489298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SnBskfaYN5I/AAAAAAAAAFo/3JNVK3TzhUY/s320/24072009899.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pokercard games during the party! But i didn't play that.. I get headaches when i see numbers -.-!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363906274422709618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SnBsVl90XXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/tA8C1wfoQoI/s320/24072009901.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate beers.. zZz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363905617719151186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SnBrvXjfSlI/AAAAAAAAAFY/tPNqTAPJl4M/s320/23072009888.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Peihao posing his 'trueshot' with sharp eyes! &gt;;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363903570325984466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SnBp4Ma61NI/AAAAAAAAAEs/29XE_elZdTg/s320/23072009889.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martell and mixer. Life is just fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363904023746723906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SnBqSli2QEI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NAQ4WMyYkRs/s320/23072009890.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;More photos! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363904466656137442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SnBqsXgrkOI/AAAAAAAAAE8/yuQH3zGvDXM/s320/23072009891.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And MORE!!!~~ ;D And NO MORE!~~ Thats all folks! ;p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Let me recall anything in particular during the party~.. Oh yes! Went to kbox C8 to gather up with them. Numerous bowls of tidbits are already filled the table ==" I'm hungry and i try to avoid those tidbits due to some experiences i worked in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;KBOX&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hahahah! Went down to the food court with hongwei and peihao and eat my all time favourite~ 'bah chor mee'~ (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After my dinner, went up back to the room and there's already more people inside the room. Some were already playing pool in the room.. And i started singing. Shocked to know that junwen was working in c8 for already 2 months+.. Its like a small reunion. So many things happened there, and i think i could use more than 4 paragraphs to explain everything here. But i'm lazy to type so much. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Signing off! CiaoCiao&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/472254238365664461-3373572311613937511?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/3373572311613937511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/past-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/3373572311613937511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/3373572311613937511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/past-week.html' title='The Past Week'/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SnBuaPoabpI/AAAAAAAAAGA/53p1V3yyqUw/s72-c/24072009902.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-4419752942736902301</id><published>2009-07-20T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T23:21:51.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XD</title><content type='html'>Here are some interesting photos i just uploaded. See if you can figure out what i meant.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360554416949964850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SmSD1z10MDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Euc4DoJ1c2o/s320/27122008112.jpg" /&gt; A photo which looks like something (1)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360554634464549122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SmSECeJVWQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/N_VF54fv6o4/s320/27122008111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Another photo which looks like another thing (2)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I think i've been given the talent to shoot unglam photos as well as some horrifying photos. Its remind me of the movie &lt;u&gt;'Final Destination'&lt;/u&gt; hahaha! Why? Here are the answers..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;(1) The &lt;strong&gt;white&lt;/strong&gt; thing behind the person looks like some headless thing from an upcoming 7th month festival. ;p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;(2) After the first photo. The 2nd photo i shoot.. It turned out to be&lt;strong&gt;.. The person is lying in the coffin&lt;/strong&gt;. Just that the coffin is not slided. It needs to be opened from the side LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;It may be either my phone is cursed, or i'm borned with such useless talents like this.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 219px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360556942797134386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SmSGI1WtWjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/DeuQVDQK4BU/s320/056465f36903f058d74b4b746228c87c1246377911_full.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today i'm surprised with my energy during working, i never had any coffee today and even after making 10 tubs of gelato for the client and i dont feel tired at all.. Had 328 katong laksa for lunch and a combo set of mashed potatoes and ice lemon tea from 7-11. Nothing interesting happened today.. Oh ya! good news to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JO AN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MATTEO NODARI IS BACK!&lt;/span&gt; ;xx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Am currently addicted to this band 'ViViD' The voice of the vocal is fantastic! And he looks like &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shou&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; in some ways.. and his name is &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. LOL just like brothers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Before i end my post, i wanted to thank friends who were always been there for me whenever i need a listening ear.. Advices.. and for their concern. Anyway i'm fine haha! I had chosen this path and i'm gonna walk it. I won't stop moving on.. ;DD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ireallylovesyou; soiamgonnakeepittomyself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/472254238365664461-4419752942736902301?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/4419752942736902301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/xd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/4419752942736902301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/4419752942736902301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/xd.html' title='XD'/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SmSD1z10MDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Euc4DoJ1c2o/s72-c/27122008112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-6240382863996209352</id><published>2009-07-19T21:42:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:30:17.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm damn pissed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SmM1_CpqyRI/AAAAAAAAAEM/WhMDb-mgNns/s1600-h/19072009843_edited-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360187338660694290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SmM1_CpqyRI/AAAAAAAAAEM/WhMDb-mgNns/s320/19072009843_edited-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zhi-lianing before i go for bed.. ;\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alot happened today, when i was away for my lunch break. PROBLEMATIC! zZz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got yelled by a client for something that has nothing to do with me.. The person responsible for his $500+ is my manager and not me.. -.- I'm being kind already to offer my best to help, but please understand.. I'm in no place to solve your problem right now. I dont have the power, i'm just a bartender.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;After everything, my head spins.. and i was like thinking how to help him from workplace to home. But i came up with no idea.. stressed. 18 tubs.. I wonder what hella of a day would be tomorrow. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty disappointed in almost everything now. Hope this nightmare could finish.. May luck be with me (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/472254238365664461-6240382863996209352?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/6240382863996209352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-damn-pissed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/6240382863996209352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/6240382863996209352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-damn-pissed.html' title='I&apos;m damn pissed!'/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SmM1_CpqyRI/AAAAAAAAAEM/WhMDb-mgNns/s72-c/19072009843_edited-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-7322720124691277794</id><published>2009-07-18T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T23:15:35.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I had my worst dinner in restaurant today.. Thanks to john's choice for eating dinner over at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359813111638172082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SmHhoKWsobI/AAAAAAAAADc/3MgPsbxJcvs/s320/cb+restaurant.bmp" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;AZABU SABO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;A stupid restaurant with a stupid name. Well, we were led by the waiter to our seats. The moment we sat down.. and flipped the menu pages to choose our dishes. The waiter asked us to move our to another table cause the table we are sitting is reserved. @#$%&amp;amp;@#$! And he was the one who led us there..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then there was some yummy looking dishes that caught my eyes. Although my eyes is small~ YOHOHOHO~~~!!! LOL and there are other dishes in the menu look so dull.. So i planned to order the &lt;strong&gt;'Curry seafood rice'&lt;/strong&gt; for&lt;strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;SGD$15.90&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but it turns out to be.. so.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DISAPPOINTING. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The quantity of the portion served is simply terrible.. 2 shrimps and 2 small cuttlefish with curry gravy on it and jus plain rice for my $$. Totally not worth it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And heres a photo i took.. I already told u john.. I'm a perfect photographer for taking unglam pictures (;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359816294777914530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SmHkhceWhKI/AAAAAAAAADk/Ydoy3DNYG5g/s320/18072009828.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;HAHAHA he wants to take my photo yet he cant take any.. Ends up being taken a really funny picture by me. And peihao was laughing beside me LOL! Poor peihao and xiong.. Kena shoot by john until so jialat. After that we went to esplanade to watch some fireworks and then after that heading to X-zone arcade.. I just watched them play. Its really boring though lol.. Then headed straight home ((;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/472254238365664461-7322720124691277794?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/7322720124691277794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-had-my-worst-dinner-in-restaurant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/7322720124691277794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/7322720124691277794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-had-my-worst-dinner-in-restaurant.html' title=''/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SmHhoKWsobI/AAAAAAAAADc/3MgPsbxJcvs/s72-c/cb+restaurant.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-948889497807129857</id><published>2009-07-14T22:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T23:52:17.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/Slypb-hFwHI/AAAAAAAAADM/YVA9eI76cgc/s1600-h/SUPPAA.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358343954767396978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/Slypb-hFwHI/AAAAAAAAADM/YVA9eI76cgc/s320/SUPPAA.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Things hadn't been normal lately.. I guess maybe i'm not normal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't know sucha small gelato ice-cream shop which only consists of 2 full-timers and 2 part timers and 1 store manager.. and 3 of them can be backstabbers. I couldn't imagine.. I'm not gonna name them out. I dont wanna be the middleman.. Its so complicated. I would rather stand aside doing my own thing and let them settle it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358333968243210738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SlygWr0LufI/AAAAAAAAAC8/u7okVF3qXeY/s320/Picture+065.jpg" /&gt; Some horrifying overdue photos drawn by old heckie leling ==&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358338157855125010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SlykKjVgLhI/AAAAAAAAADE/QYcDGFEDOZQ/s320/04bass.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;IV of ViViD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok! for my birthday celebrations. I have couple of sad news.. I guess quite a few friends can't make it due to their prelimary exams getting around the corner. I understand.. I won't lie, i'm pretty upset to those who can't attend to my 21st birthday. But am rather slightly happy that they have thoughts of meeting me to pass me pressies (; thank you very much. Greatly appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendships can also be a very fragile thing, just like in a relationship. I shall not elaborate anything. Its also a note to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And oh yes! I remembed your name, SY. xin(1) yu(4) HAHAHA LOL 'STU'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was attending to hongwei's 21st birthday chalet.. I loved the food, and also a small reunion with some friends which hadn't been in contact lately and thats all ;D hope you liked the pressie we gave you (: cheerios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/472254238365664461-948889497807129857?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/948889497807129857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/things-hadnt-been-normal-lately.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/948889497807129857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/948889497807129857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/things-hadnt-been-normal-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/Slypb-hFwHI/AAAAAAAAADM/YVA9eI76cgc/s72-c/SUPPAA.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-289947343113268951</id><published>2009-07-10T22:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:18:08.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SldO1KFzeRI/AAAAAAAAACs/sFoQHN_QP2g/s1600-h/06072009782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356836956929227026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SldO1KFzeRI/AAAAAAAAACs/sFoQHN_QP2g/s320/06072009782.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gelato designs done by: Mr. Adrian-Pon Sama! ;D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*DrumRolls*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356852682524649794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SlddIgf66UI/AAAAAAAAAC0/3Zgthl3Ld1M/s320/10062009717-001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA &gt;;\ &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SldNoDAwrXI/AAAAAAAAACk/SdJpdo0PAF4/s1600-h/06072009783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356835632179096946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SldNoDAwrXI/AAAAAAAAACk/SdJpdo0PAF4/s320/06072009783.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Azzurro Gelato! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This azzurro gelato finished up very fast. It features a sky blue colour appearance topped by rainbow chipped candies! Its a 'I WANT! I WANT!!' ice cream for the kids. And a 'ARE YOU SURE YOU WANT IT?" by their parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm feeling like i'm a 'middle party' of the recent stuffs at work.. Workers aint happy with the manager and the manager doesn't like the workers. Its simple for me, i will only stand on the side which i feels &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;RIGHT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;To be honest, i feel it is a very selfish and unfair thought to actually randomly approve to unnecessary employment for your friend's son to take over an '&lt;u&gt;active&lt;/u&gt;' worker and even when there is more than enough workers. Removing the '&lt;u&gt;active&lt;/u&gt;' worker's part-time schedules which comes only &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; times a week, working less than 5-6 hours and slot in a friend's son of yours.. And attempting to give excuses like the '&lt;u&gt;active&lt;/u&gt;' worker arent working good and wanted to complain to the boss about him.. This is totally crap. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In god's name, you pray.. to forgive your sins. But i dont believe in such bullshiets.. One should be responsible to his/her doings and not relying on gods to erase it. Be a &lt;strong&gt;MAN&lt;/strong&gt;. You have a body of a man but you're even sissier than sissies! Even the customers know what you really are now.. You should be ashamed of yourself. To even give stupid excuses in the name of mine.. You really think she's a fool to believe in you. How sad! I'm glad that she trusted me instead of you.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last words for you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sick, Pervert, Irresponsible, Sissy, Liar, Dumbass and you're even worse than words that i can describe on you.. Cause theres just too many. Your karma will come, so be a man to EAT IT UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/472254238365664461-289947343113268951?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/289947343113268951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/gelato-designs-done-by-mr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/289947343113268951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/289947343113268951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/gelato-designs-done-by-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SldO1KFzeRI/AAAAAAAAACs/sFoQHN_QP2g/s72-c/06072009782.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-1428603689157466919</id><published>2009-07-09T23:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T21:39:31.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SlYTprFcTPI/AAAAAAAAACc/xao9qJi2X7s/s1600-h/m8masn.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356490413464898802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SlYTprFcTPI/AAAAAAAAACc/xao9qJi2X7s/s320/m8masn.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling rather outdated right now.. I just only got to know this band 'Dennou Romeo' they all looked so cool.. and it was disbanded since last year.. (lets cry!) HuUuHuUuhuUuUuuU T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning i received a phone call from my xiaogu.. She told me that she had already booked my birthday's chalet from (14th aug- 16th aug) ((: and of cos, hoping that all of my friends can attend.. But theres no promises though in everything. So bear with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work today.. Till closing i felt rather shagged and tired. I dunno why.. I guess i havent had coffee for the whole day. Theres one thing that i wished to say.. Which always happens everytime like this.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;When i am going to do closing and go home, the customers then crowd in&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Always ask 'you closing already uhh? Can i have a Set A? or sometimes.. Coppa Gelato Sole, Cookies or Macedona. I was like.. @#$%&amp;amp;@#%&amp;amp;!! &gt;;( But am rather glad to see Jo an, Loviin and one more which i always forget her name.. zZz as they rarely have time to come down to the gelato shop to visit hahaha! Crapped and chilled with them till they left. Am late for meeting some idiot and i made her tired i guess.. I don't mean it )); Its just the way sometimes things happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/472254238365664461-1428603689157466919?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/1428603689157466919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/1428603689157466919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/1428603689157466919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SlYTprFcTPI/AAAAAAAAACc/xao9qJi2X7s/s72-c/m8masn.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-9167114183012142225</id><published>2009-07-08T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T00:02:41.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sure everybody wants a time machine. To turn back time.. To undone whatever which is done. To rewind their guilts et cetera.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda love this song, which i always had loved listening to J-rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time Machine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The road where I came walking was full of gravel&lt;br /&gt;Even with my eyes closed, I could gently sense your presence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these days, I thought about the laughing tears that had faded to dimness&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a destination where they can flow to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without walking, the words and thoughts that I had left behind are a streaming current in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Changing form at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with you forever&lt;br /&gt;So I placed the hourglass upside-down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you could, do you want to turn back time?'&lt;br /&gt;If I could, I'd go back to the time when I was with you&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon rain becomes the happiness in hiding my shyness&lt;br /&gt;In amazement, I embraced you, always...&lt;br /&gt;By your side... the warmth of your body doesn't seem to become cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that day, for some reason, I couldn't embrace you&lt;br /&gt;Your pain, your thoughts, everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with you forever&lt;br /&gt;So I placed the hourglass upside-down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you could, do you want to turn back time?'&lt;br /&gt;If I could, I want to understand you&lt;br /&gt;In that wish, I was praying for a place where I could be&lt;br /&gt;The things I had lost can't be replaced... always.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok! enough being emo already ok ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was that indonesia election thingy.. And my manager was a indonesian. I asked if who he had voted to.. He said a girl. I think its most probably like he voted for her cause she was a female. Anybody who knows his character will know this. This is just freaking lame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing a lame post. And i'm feeling lame and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/472254238365664461-9167114183012142225?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/9167114183012142225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-sure-everybody-wants-time-machine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/9167114183012142225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/9167114183012142225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-sure-everybody-wants-time-machine.html' title=''/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-6618660502187895254</id><published>2009-07-07T23:26:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T00:10:53.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looking back at the past. It feels as if my life was full of anticipations and surprises. More living and less suffering. I missed my secondary school days and my days in ITE. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 149px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355747082682073682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SlNvmIIZglI/AAAAAAAAACM/JQLY-uZm4gc/s320/842953111472l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in School things were fun, and you'll feel that you've got all the time in the world. Spending afternoons after school playing computer online games, hanging out with your friends in town, shopping, swimming, go to the library, go chalets, go gatherings, play basketball the entire day, play video games for the whole night. Crash at a friends place and beat the crap out of each other in WWE.&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355747724293233810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SlNwLeUa3JI/AAAAAAAAACU/nVxFEbVXbs8/s320/LOLOL.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 months later.. I'll be in Amoy Quee camp serving 2 eff-ing years for this bullshiet. Till now i still feels that it is a waste of time. And is also part of the reason why most Singaporean males are having financial problems. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Though people always say, "National Services changes you! It makes you a MAN!!! "Well ..depends on your perception of being a man. Kids learn colorful languages in there. Learn how to use deceit to make their lives easier. Some even took up smoking. Most lost their girlfriends. Some went crazy and some turned gay. But MOST became desperate from the lack of female companionship.I know are lotsa of army boys going to geylang ( red light district ).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok.. so i think army skills will NEVER benefit me for the rest of my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/472254238365664461-6618660502187895254?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/6618660502187895254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/looking-back-at-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/6618660502187895254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/6618660502187895254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/looking-back-at-past.html' title=''/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SlNvmIIZglI/AAAAAAAAACM/JQLY-uZm4gc/s72-c/842953111472l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-6680589614236159424</id><published>2009-07-06T19:12:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:01:53.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SlHwzXDyP4I/AAAAAAAAACE/Tl5yYn9gYZM/s1600-h/hiroto+de.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355326197074116482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SlHwzXDyP4I/AAAAAAAAACE/Tl5yYn9gYZM/s320/hiroto+de.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today i came back from work and reached home at 6pm. Early right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've decided to rearrange every single contacts in my msn. Probably it would be easier and convenient to who i wants to talk to.. (: nothing much happened today.. And i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;LIKED&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the weather! hoping everyday would be like this xD.. But then, the clothes won't dry. :s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355323349712281506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SlHuNnz0n6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/bpD1HqeJMuM/s320/231344181982.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently was pretty into this poem - LOVELESS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You once told me about loveless long time ago. I had never forgotten since then.. Perhaps i had become stronger than i used to be. It helps me to get more immune to being depressed and soft-hearted. Thanks for the memories.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm rather disappointed with myself lately. I've done things that what i wouldn't do..&lt;/P&gt; A friend told me that 'Nice guys always finish the race last.' But i must admit that it is so eff-ing true. Nice guys are often been neglected and taken for granted by others for what i felt.. So why being nice and concerned when unappreciated? Although this is a very selfish thought.. But it only serves yourself further pain and shows how much of a spare-tyre you're really are. So only care for yourself and those people you feel who truly cares about you. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my dear friend, stop wasting your time on her. Whats gonna come will come.. Whats not gonna will never come. Leave it to fate to decide. Besides its no big deal as well.. right? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iwantedtosay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;imu.&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/472254238365664461-6680589614236159424?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/6680589614236159424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-i-came-back-from-work-and-reached.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/6680589614236159424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/6680589614236159424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-i-came-back-from-work-and-reached.html' title=''/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SlHwzXDyP4I/AAAAAAAAACE/Tl5yYn9gYZM/s72-c/hiroto+de.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-9189551145973778152</id><published>2009-07-05T19:04:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:36:42.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi to all readers. probably there is? or maybe not at all! LOL hahaha I had just found out some shocking news from my colleagues about things i had heard before but never actually updated it. Although i might not look like i will wanna care about stuffs like this.. But still it took my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SlCLWFwWQXI/AAAAAAAAAB0/FuMIKZws7l4/s1600-h/mars-sea2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354933168561865074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SlCLWFwWQXI/AAAAAAAAAB0/FuMIKZws7l4/s320/mars-sea2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water found in mars, and water brings life.. This is something new to me. As i never update myself with it.. Its pretty shocking news to me as well. And the NASA also had found water in the moon.. Haha.. What if one day they really did found a real moving life form in the other planets. Will they kill us? or will we become their 'Alien'? haha beats me.. ahh crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SlCKOh3NIFI/AAAAAAAAABs/zjKik-nwIt8/s1600-h/meganfoxman.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 171px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354931939156238418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SlCKOh3NIFI/AAAAAAAAABs/zjKik-nwIt8/s320/meganfoxman.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Who might have come to mind that Megan Fox would be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MAN?!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Sadly though, i think if this news is true.. Every single male fan of hers will remove her poster from their room saying "i'm not gay, i'm not a gay" LOL even i was shocked to hear this news. Although it says its officially confirmed that she agreed that she's a man &gt;;\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasn't really happy these few days.. It wasn't much of a big deal but.. ); &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/472254238365664461-9189551145973778152?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/9189551145973778152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-to-all-readers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/9189551145973778152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/9189551145973778152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-to-all-readers.html' title=''/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/SlCLWFwWQXI/AAAAAAAAAB0/FuMIKZws7l4/s72-c/mars-sea2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-2680837850074451954</id><published>2009-07-04T16:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T20:35:15.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/Sk8anhpeprI/AAAAAAAAABk/08veMTb28Rk/s1600-h/13052009631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354527748316374706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/Sk8anhpeprI/AAAAAAAAABk/08veMTb28Rk/s320/13052009631.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gelato for you? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from work! Today was like.. went to work. scoop a cup of gelato, drink a cup of cappuccino.. read a magazine, make a tub of gelato and go home! END WORK ;D and here comes my 2nd month pay! haha.. I think this is what god gives me after being patient finding a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life aint fair. So do something about it.. Being happy for a moment is also worth it. Rather than not doing anything about it and live a miserable lifeless life. Life comes with up and down.. &lt;u&gt;If you are ready to be 'happy'.. always be prepared to be 'sad'&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a rather weird day.. During the bus ride going home. There was this lady?woman? stood up and squeeze her way through the alighting door when the bus stop she was alighting was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;2 stops&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; away! wth! Its not like the bus isn't going to stop.. So &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;kiasu&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for what?! And she tap her EZ-link card once and the sound goes *toot*.. And she tap it again twice.. ;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dreamt of some idiot last night ;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;luckily it wasn't a nightmare.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its something adventurous.. fun-filling dream?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were travelling overseas together and in that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DREAM,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; we had a little boy with us.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when i went back to sleep again.. I dreamt of another dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It happens to be my manager who finally gets his first girlfriend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But that 'girlfriend' turns out to be a shemale and i laughed in the dream. LOL!!! HAHAHAHA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And without further thinking my manager dump her right on the spot.. and that shemale was giving me a rather evil and creepy glare. &gt;;O think i scared arh? ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/472254238365664461-2680837850074451954?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/2680837850074451954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/gelato-for-you-just-came-back-from-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/2680837850074451954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/2680837850074451954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/gelato-for-you-just-came-back-from-work.html' title=''/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/Sk8anhpeprI/AAAAAAAAABk/08veMTb28Rk/s72-c/13052009631.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-7919068007692167734</id><published>2009-07-03T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T12:35:03.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/Sk2IEsA6vJI/AAAAAAAAABU/gHlGZkyQWdY/s1600-h/4809_102055472233_718927233_2597954_4790784_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354085146129251474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/Sk2IEsA6vJI/AAAAAAAAABU/gHlGZkyQWdY/s320/4809_102055472233_718927233_2597954_4790784_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha heres the hunkies POSE! &gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/Sk2G6eDIljI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2_YRgh4akHY/s1600-h/4809_102055567233_718927233_2597957_7352423_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354083871070131762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/Sk2G6eDIljI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2_YRgh4akHY/s320/4809_102055567233_718927233_2597957_7352423_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, he got really popular among the crowd that day! Twist! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/Sk2GSkFcXrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vVsHyGsSruo/s1600-h/4809_102055577233_718927233_2597959_4940298_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354083185495662258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/Sk2GSkFcXrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vVsHyGsSruo/s320/4809_102055577233_718927233_2597959_4940298_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was kissing the sotong ball =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/Sk2CdwiJF-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/bbt0Svafsq4/s1600-h/4809_102055572233_718927233_2597958_7302401_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354078979769309154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/Sk2CdwiJF-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/bbt0Svafsq4/s320/4809_102055572233_718927233_2597958_7302401_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;LOL and now hes finally trying to stuff it into his mouth to eat it ;p &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! Although this was something like a week ago.. But what i wanted to say is.. Isn't he&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;cute&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?! I noticed him during my cousin's wedding ceremony when he was pushing the doors for me and ran away o.o.. And my little bro kept telling me about him. This photo was taken in the morning at my cousin's house by my another cousin (: haha. Eat sotong ball. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cant fall asleep fast last night.. There were lotsa stuffs running through my head. My work.. Pay.. et cetera. And i cant believe what had happened to the raspberry gelato.. But i swear in god's name i'm not gonna eat it! Anyway. This saturday will be celebrating a friend's birthday.. Hope it can be an enjoyable day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/472254238365664461-7919068007692167734?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/7919068007692167734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/well-he-got-really-popular-among-crowd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/7919068007692167734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/7919068007692167734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/well-he-got-really-popular-among-crowd.html' title=''/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHIDa5m0sLU/Sk2IEsA6vJI/AAAAAAAAABU/gHlGZkyQWdY/s72-c/4809_102055472233_718927233_2597954_4790784_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-7272856300444831596</id><published>2009-07-01T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:58:43.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, my blog is once again been set up. Thanks to ahoink ;3&lt;br /&gt;Previously was facing some problem with my blog.. It came out thousands of maths and science languages.. Scared me. But ahoink will love these languages ;x&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the recent past wasnt that good for me. I have lotsa stuffs to complain.&lt;br /&gt;Like my work.. pay.. and et cetera.&lt;br /&gt;Just like what singaporeans usually do.. COMPLAIN. COMPLAIN and MORE COMPLAINS right?&lt;br /&gt;Went for a free spine check up today.. and my spine was pretty fine. Just that i need to maintain sitting straight and properly. My hip muscles are very tight and the doctor says i need to go for massage sessions? LOL?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody good in doing massage? ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/472254238365664461-7272856300444831596?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/7272856300444831596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally-my-blog-is-once-again-been-set.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/7272856300444831596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/7272856300444831596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally-my-blog-is-once-again-been-set.html' title=''/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472254238365664461.post-4711989254758702229</id><published>2009-04-24T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:46:28.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello. This is my first time blogging. And currently am trying to figure out how to use this THING.. still working on it though. shall update often (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stay Tuned!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/472254238365664461-4711989254758702229?l=burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/feeds/4711989254758702229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-first-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/4711989254758702229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/472254238365664461/posts/default/4711989254758702229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burst-into-a-blaze.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-first-post.html' title='My First Post'/><author><name>y3LL0wFLasH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579154836308314190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
