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type='html'>It's the Dark Haven.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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' 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Winehouse dead at the age of 27.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4UJAMdJgbh8/TiuxRyHFf-I/AAAAAAAACd4/5v452nTEpjY/s1600/amywinehouse_beauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4UJAMdJgbh8/TiuxRyHFf-I/AAAAAAAACd4/5v452nTEpjY/s400/amywinehouse_beauty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632790678024323042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I broke 2 glasses upon learning the news. 23rd of July 2011 was a horrible day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us all grieve for this fallen star.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-7477337951228448745?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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Hell no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I graduated from one of the top engineering schools in the nation, thinking my starting salary would be between $70,000 and $80,000 a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More from CNNMoney.com: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Surging College Costs Price Out Middle Class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Calculator: What Will College Cost You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Money 101: College&lt;br /&gt;Such a specialized, technical degree is supposed to lead to a great career, so I was willing to take out the debt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I was hit with nine months of unemployment after graduating. And now that I finally have a job, I'm making about $15,000 a year less than I had hoped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I were able to afford the $1,800 payments each month, it will probably take me 30 years to pay off my student loans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I engineer high-end autos. Ironically, I'll probably never be able to afford one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saniquah Robinson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student debt: $82,000&lt;br /&gt;Degrees: Master's in Health Science from Chatham University; Bachelor's in psychology from Temple University&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After holding my Master's for three years, I'm still fighting to find a Master's level position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been seeking employment in the medical field and after about a hundred interviews, I'm left doing contract work for $19 an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once believed that part of the American Dream was to earn a college education and this would ensure a great career and financial freedom. Unfortunately I am losing hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a mother of three, and my husband and I have been turned down from purchasing a home due to our income-to-debt ratio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want people to think they shouldn't go to college -- it definitely gives you a great foundation to start your career. But it's very important that when you do, you know exactly what you want to study and you're knowledgeable about debt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane Dixon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student debt: $72,800&lt;br /&gt;Degrees: Master's in public health from University of South Carolina; Bachelor's in biology from Clemson University&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my early years after high school, I wavered between trade school and college, but eventually opted for college and earned a Bachelor's in biology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly found work, but at an abysmal wage of $7.25 per hour, which did not even allow me to live on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an exasperating year at that wage, I decided to go back to school and I graduated in 2004 with a Master's in Public Health, thinking I was on the road to recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During that time, I had been married, had a child, gotten divorced, and ended up raising my son on my own. I took a low paying government job in Southern Florida, and because I couldn't even make the minimum payments on my debt, I took forbearance after forbearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a good life, but now at age 37, the weariness of carrying this financial burden frustrates me to no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son is nine years old now and will want to attend college when he graduates high school. But what will I tell him? First I have to decide if the college degree is worth the debt. I hope by the time he is making his decision, I will have figured it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle Shipley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student debt: $140,000&lt;br /&gt;Degree: Bachelor's in political science and international development from Tulane University&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like many, I had no idea what money meant when I was 17. My family is not wealthy. I simply didn't have the information or knowledge to know what it would be like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to pay for college on my own and took out loans for everything - rent, food, books, tuition, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, during my sophomore year, I lost everything to Hurricane Katrina. I finished my degree, but continued to take loans to make it possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now working at a non-profit and I love it -- but I don't make much. I've been able to put off the payments through forbearance, but I know the $1,400 a month bills are coming soon. Not to mention, I've also racked up about $7,000 in credit card debt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My debt is a life-swallowing, all-consuming, hole in my life. No college degree is worth that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For entire article, please click &lt;a href="http://finance.yahoo.com/college-education/article/113010/degree-not-worth-debt-cnnmoney"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-365996424436539341?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/365996424436539341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=365996424436539341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/365996424436539341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hUJg5pjvtz8/TgrmGUZCQvI/AAAAAAAACdg/PsdMy6SbQ1M/s1600/The%2BVampiresheep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hUJg5pjvtz8/TgrmGUZCQvI/AAAAAAAACdg/PsdMy6SbQ1M/s400/The%2BVampiresheep.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623560080952804082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-7423535852107224005?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/7423535852107224005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=7423535852107224005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>We'll Meet Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="400" height="330" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3Drw4aZhdT8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We'll meet again, &lt;br /&gt;Don't know where, don't know when. &lt;br /&gt;But I know we'll meet again, some sunny day. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-4363925133878569435?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/4363925133878569435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=4363925133878569435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/4363925133878569435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/4363925133878569435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2011/06/well-meet-again.html' title='We&apos;ll Meet Again'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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://img.youtube.com/vi/3Drw4aZhdT8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-5571655612326946185</id><published>2011-06-16T14:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T15:12:26.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beerday</title><content type='html'>*To the tune of Rebecca Black's "Friday" chorus.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVpmzlKyA48/TfmszYw3eYI/AAAAAAAACdY/KfH9BhwAD0M/s1600/Beerfest%2BAsia%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVpmzlKyA48/TfmszYw3eYI/AAAAAAAACdY/KfH9BhwAD0M/s400/Beerfest%2BAsia%2B2011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618712008942123394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Thursday, Thursday. &lt;br /&gt;Beerfest starts on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's lookin' forward to the Beerfest, Beerfest.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Gettin' drunk on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's getting MC on the next day.&lt;br /&gt;Drinkin' beer, drinkin' beer, YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;Drinkin' beer, drinkin' beer, YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;Drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have a bad hungover.&lt;div 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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/-PVpmzlKyA48/TfmszYw3eYI/AAAAAAAACdY/KfH9BhwAD0M/s72-c/Beerfest%2BAsia%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-7266523176710848581</id><published>2011-06-15T19:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T19:55:27.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her name is Toenail.</title><content type='html'>I think there's a competition going on for the worst music video ever made since Rebecca Black's "Friday".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dEtFNUZQekc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-7266523176710848581?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/7266523176710848581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=7266523176710848581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/7266523176710848581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/7266523176710848581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2011/06/her-name-is-toenail.html' title='Her name is Toenail.'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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://img.youtube.com/vi/dEtFNUZQekc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-895963892244685415</id><published>2011-06-13T13:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T19:56:30.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is DJ Earworm Mashup Time!</title><content type='html'>This song made me like doing it on the floor or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kzFBkkyldLY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-895963892244685415?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/kzFBkkyldLY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-4412662552069460624</id><published>2011-06-03T19:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T19:54:10.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="400" height="330" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iheOMq8UkN4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is exactly what I will become when I'm old, retired and senile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-4412662552069460624?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/4412662552069460624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=4412662552069460624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/4412662552069460624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/4412662552069460624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2011/06/future-me.html' title='Future Me'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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://img.youtube.com/vi/iheOMq8UkN4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-1615382833554089425</id><published>2011-06-02T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T22:43:26.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marshall Eriksen</title><content type='html'>I hope my future husband is a Marshall Eriksen. I will not settle for a Barney Stinson and much less, not a Ted Mosby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's my Marshall Eriksen?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-1615382833554089425?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/1615382833554089425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=1615382833554089425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/1615382833554089425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/1615382833554089425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2011/06/marshall-eriksen.html' title='Marshall Eriksen'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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-5827911929335858222.post-8178616202090314252</id><published>2011-05-31T14:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:56:36.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Watch Porn, Too</title><content type='html'>How can women possibly enjoy porn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ihJTv1SIGEg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we not enjoy it? &lt;br /&gt;It's two people having awesome sex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-8178616202090314252?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/8178616202090314252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=8178616202090314252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/8178616202090314252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/8178616202090314252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2011/05/girls-watch-porn-too.html' title='Girls Watch Porn, Too'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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://img.youtube.com/vi/ihJTv1SIGEg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-1730294742284852114</id><published>2011-05-30T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:48:38.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paycut</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="400" height="330" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RH6NagkrfGU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-1730294742284852114?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/1730294742284852114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=1730294742284852114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/1730294742284852114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/1730294742284852114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2011/05/paycut.html' title='Paycut'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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://img.youtube.com/vi/RH6NagkrfGU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-5407259144095288261</id><published>2011-05-29T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T16:33:43.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suicide</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;If you mean by such desire “suicide,” then I say, most decidedly not. Such a result can never be a “natural” one, but is ever due to a morbid brain disease, or to most decided and strong materialistic views. It is the worst of crimes and dire in its results. Otherwise voluntary death would be an abandonment of our present post and of the duties incumbent on us, as well as an attempt to shirk Karmic responsibilities, and thus involve the creation of new Karma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more than murder, is it ever justifiable, however desirable it may sometimes appear. The Occultist, who looks at the origin and the ultimate end of things, teaches that the individual, who affirms that any man, under whatsoever circumstances, is called to put an end to his life, is guilty of as great an offence and of as pernicious a piece of sophistry, as the nation that assumes a right to kill in war thousands of innocent people under the pretext of avenging the wrong done to one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No man, we repeat, has a right to put an end to his existence simply because it is useless. As well argue the necessity of inciting to suicide all the incurable invalids and cripples who are a constant source of misery to their families; and preach the moral beauty of that law among some of the savage tribes of the South Sea Islanders, in obedience to which they put to death, with warlike honours, their old men and women.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- H. P. Blavatsky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-5407259144095288261?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/5407259144095288261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=5407259144095288261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5407259144095288261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5407259144095288261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2011/05/suicide.html' title='Suicide'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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-5827911929335858222.post-2119535882476398130</id><published>2011-05-28T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T16:28:14.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever Alone Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z7xQaDc6CSo/TeIBgscRc6I/AAAAAAAACc0/E_2UNJ9vrcg/s1600/Forever%2BAlong%2BGuy%2B1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z7xQaDc6CSo/TeIBgscRc6I/AAAAAAAACc0/E_2UNJ9vrcg/s400/Forever%2BAlong%2BGuy%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612049746854245282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's gonna be me alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-2119535882476398130?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/2119535882476398130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=2119535882476398130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/2119535882476398130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/2119535882476398130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2011/05/forever-alone-guy.html' title='Forever Alone Guy'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/-z7xQaDc6CSo/TeIBgscRc6I/AAAAAAAACc0/E_2UNJ9vrcg/s72-c/Forever%2BAlong%2BGuy%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-7243355483333444447</id><published>2011-05-21T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T02:44:45.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rapture 2011</title><content type='html'>"Radio evangelist Harold Camping has predicted that today, May 21st, will be the end of the world.  This day has become known as Rapture. The world was predicted to end at 6PM. However this time has been and gone, so it appears the Camping’s prediction was just mere scaremongering."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M0BhzqCHrlc/TdgHzTjNd8I/AAAAAAAACck/VXfgd9TQysY/s1600/may-21-2011-billboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M0BhzqCHrlc/TdgHzTjNd8I/AAAAAAAACck/VXfgd9TQysY/s400/may-21-2011-billboard.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609241913892632514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, why didn't it happen?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-7243355483333444447?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/7243355483333444447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=7243355483333444447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/7243355483333444447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/7243355483333444447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2011/05/rapture-2011.html' title='Rapture 2011'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/-M0BhzqCHrlc/TdgHzTjNd8I/AAAAAAAACck/VXfgd9TQysY/s72-c/may-21-2011-billboard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-8232762109851182134</id><published>2011-05-19T20:34:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T20:50:59.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>さくらん</title><content type='html'>"Sakuran" is a good movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vD-a5ydLS70/TdUOzpQWf0I/AAAAAAAACcU/2iWQQt8giLk/s1600/Sakuran_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vD-a5ydLS70/TdUOzpQWf0I/AAAAAAAACcU/2iWQQt8giLk/s400/Sakuran_poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608405191370374978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's also a bad one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k1X6OFXwePA/TdUP60d9hMI/AAAAAAAACcc/TIjCrhPZ-MQ/s1600/sakuran%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k1X6OFXwePA/TdUP60d9hMI/AAAAAAAACcc/TIjCrhPZ-MQ/s400/sakuran%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608406414150960322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause the ending was highly unrealistic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-8232762109851182134?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/8232762109851182134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=8232762109851182134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/8232762109851182134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/8232762109851182134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='さくらん'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/-vD-a5ydLS70/TdUOzpQWf0I/AAAAAAAACcU/2iWQQt8giLk/s72-c/Sakuran_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-4089957011749171346</id><published>2011-05-10T02:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T02:47:20.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Must... study!</title><content type='html'>I must study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must not surf net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must not chat with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must not watch YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must not watch RedTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must not watch any other Tubes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must not blog-shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must not blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study. I must study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-4089957011749171346?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/4089957011749171346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=4089957011749171346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/4089957011749171346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/4089957011749171346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2011/05/must-study.html' title='Must... study!'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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-5827911929335858222.post-336102254792271355</id><published>2011-05-09T04:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T02:44:17.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Birthday Present Ultimate Win</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-chFtFbjwNTg/Tcg15j4KjxI/AAAAAAAACcM/PyV-v_B_0Xg/s1600/IMG_0940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-chFtFbjwNTg/Tcg15j4KjxI/AAAAAAAACcM/PyV-v_B_0Xg/s400/IMG_0940.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604788999262211858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, epic win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-336102254792271355?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/336102254792271355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=336102254792271355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/336102254792271355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/336102254792271355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2011/05/belated-birthday-present-ultimate-win.html' title='Belated Birthday Present Ultimate Win'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/-chFtFbjwNTg/Tcg15j4KjxI/AAAAAAAACcM/PyV-v_B_0Xg/s72-c/IMG_0940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-5111611714039620360</id><published>2011-05-08T02:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T02:56:48.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Returning Officer Extraordinaire</title><content type='html'>So hot, so handsome, so suave. Who wouldn't fall in love with him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not talking about [insert hottest male idol of the time], I'm talking about our favourite Returning Officer, Mr Yam Ah Mee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WUPWji6INdk/TcWRNKtxaoI/AAAAAAAACb8/UO2FpP_dEks/s1600/yamahmee.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 365px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WUPWji6INdk/TcWRNKtxaoI/AAAAAAAACb8/UO2FpP_dEks/s400/yamahmee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604044966733113986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1q8DV8JEgiY/TcWRM8zyOdI/AAAAAAAACb0/dMJ_QHsPols/s1600/230043_213630288656975_213615591991778_793236_6894964_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 384px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1q8DV8JEgiY/TcWRM8zyOdI/AAAAAAAACb0/dMJ_QHsPols/s400/230043_213630288656975_213615591991778_793236_6894964_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604044963000236498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ua4Gi_MFEyk/TcWRNPjUgXI/AAAAAAAACcE/Xc96buNjEN4/s1600/yam_ah_mee.Par.44858.Image.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 167px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ua4Gi_MFEyk/TcWRNPjUgXI/AAAAAAAACcE/Xc96buNjEN4/s400/yam_ah_mee.Par.44858.Image.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604044968031453554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, just look at him! He's so &lt;S&gt;hot&lt;/S&gt; inspiring that I'm getting &lt;S&gt;wet&lt;/S&gt; inspired! Can't wait to see him in 5 years' time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-5111611714039620360?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/5111611714039620360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=5111611714039620360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5111611714039620360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5111611714039620360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2011/05/returning-officer-extraordinaire.html' title='The Returning Officer Extraordinaire'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/-WUPWji6INdk/TcWRNKtxaoI/AAAAAAAACb8/UO2FpP_dEks/s72-c/yamahmee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-3558356378421589756</id><published>2011-04-29T01:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T02:01:22.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>It's on such occasions where you find out who are your friends and who aren't.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'd be surprised by the results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And well, yesterday was one strange day. Or morning I should say. Strange in a good way, I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, I love you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, it's Friday, Friday. Everybody's looking forward to the weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-3558356378421589756?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/3558356378421589756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=3558356378421589756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/3558356378421589756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/3558356378421589756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2011/04/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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-5827911929335858222.post-6503380859130325514</id><published>2011-04-12T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T23:21:34.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Little Bastard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NSh6h4N3cqw/TaRt7Y_v4QI/AAAAAAAACbc/0GMaPJQlf6I/s1600/b223e77611eba9c09ff3aeba8659e0e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NSh6h4N3cqw/TaRt7Y_v4QI/AAAAAAAACbc/0GMaPJQlf6I/s400/b223e77611eba9c09ff3aeba8659e0e2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594717504190537986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-6503380859130325514?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/6503380859130325514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=6503380859130325514' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/6503380859130325514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/6503380859130325514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2011/04/cute-little-bastard.html' title='Cute Little Bastard'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/-NSh6h4N3cqw/TaRt7Y_v4QI/AAAAAAAACbc/0GMaPJQlf6I/s72-c/b223e77611eba9c09ff3aeba8659e0e2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-8807342685010789234</id><published>2011-03-22T21:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T21:24:58.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck</title><content type='html'>Fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck all of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motherfuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QeoOMAsHOAM/TYih1nJl4lI/AAAAAAAACbU/Xf0Kf_SLX_A/s1600/Fuck%2Byou%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QeoOMAsHOAM/TYih1nJl4lI/AAAAAAAACbU/Xf0Kf_SLX_A/s400/Fuck%2Byou%2521.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586893280167453266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-8807342685010789234?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/8807342685010789234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=8807342685010789234' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/8807342685010789234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/8807342685010789234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2011/03/fuck.html' title='Fuck'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/-QeoOMAsHOAM/TYih1nJl4lI/AAAAAAAACbU/Xf0Kf_SLX_A/s72-c/Fuck%2Byou%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-3456278293066647338</id><published>2011-02-25T09:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T10:05:02.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry's Magic Wand (not his penis)</title><content type='html'>This item is a complete waste of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h7sa2UMigcg/TWcNlT29p4I/AAAAAAAACZ0/gMrzoJoAGWA/s1600/magic-wand-remote-in-swag-mag-13498-1259145095-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 343px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h7sa2UMigcg/TWcNlT29p4I/AAAAAAAACZ0/gMrzoJoAGWA/s400/magic-wand-remote-in-swag-mag-13498-1259145095-14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577441598158776194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I want it so damn badly right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-3456278293066647338?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/3456278293066647338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=3456278293066647338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/3456278293066647338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/3456278293066647338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2011/02/harrys-magic-wand-not-his-penis.html' title='Harry&apos;s Magic Wand (not his penis)'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/-h7sa2UMigcg/TWcNlT29p4I/AAAAAAAACZ0/gMrzoJoAGWA/s72-c/magic-wand-remote-in-swag-mag-13498-1259145095-14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-5709808075763978004</id><published>2011-02-22T08:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T09:13:35.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Footwear Cult</title><content type='html'>Which kinda slippers/sandals should I get? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birkenstock?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WknV-Tvhs4s/TVtPgjPVFNI/AAAAAAAACZE/fFE7Z4H7csM/s1600/birken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WknV-Tvhs4s/TVtPgjPVFNI/AAAAAAAACZE/fFE7Z4H7csM/s400/birken.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574136384435066066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crocs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6IRnIY-4weU/TVtMhMdv2ZI/AAAAAAAACY0/X-R_YqHf_-k/s1600/Crocs%2BAlice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6IRnIY-4weU/TVtMhMdv2ZI/AAAAAAAACY0/X-R_YqHf_-k/s400/Crocs%2BAlice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574133096966510994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vibram?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lZfiqJVZW3M/TVtJgntq3fI/AAAAAAAACYs/0N4rGIklzzs/s1600/Vibram.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lZfiqJVZW3M/TVtJgntq3fI/AAAAAAAACYs/0N4rGIklzzs/s400/Vibram.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574129788566298098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havaianas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ye7B9QZwwY/TVtVIVNyAiI/AAAAAAAACZM/-AdQl42f3s8/s1600/havaianas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ye7B9QZwwY/TVtVIVNyAiI/AAAAAAAACZM/-AdQl42f3s8/s400/havaianas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574142565423383074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaco?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z2a2TzgVK1c/TVtVIVG4H6I/AAAAAAAACZU/dyRLs6FVvBc/s1600/chaco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z2a2TzgVK1c/TVtVIVG4H6I/AAAAAAAACZU/dyRLs6FVvBc/s400/chaco.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574142565394423714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or Dopie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DnqFNlnNUwc/TVtJgULCWyI/AAAAAAAACYk/KQxOqEDft90/s1600/Dopie%2Bgreen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DnqFNlnNUwc/TVtJgULCWyI/AAAAAAAACYk/KQxOqEDft90/s400/Dopie%2Bgreen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574129783320763170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, firetruck. Make one myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4097/4814766519_9139e149f9_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9A5P-05R-c8/TVtOlknK2KI/AAAAAAAACY8/0vSbO4LwqPw/s1600/Peranakan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9A5P-05R-c8/TVtOlknK2KI/AAAAAAAACY8/0vSbO4LwqPw/s400/Peranakan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574135371191212194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-5709808075763978004?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/5709808075763978004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=5709808075763978004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5709808075763978004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5709808075763978004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2011/02/footwear-cult.html' title='The Footwear Cult'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/-WknV-Tvhs4s/TVtPgjPVFNI/AAAAAAAACZE/fFE7Z4H7csM/s72-c/birken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-6299271954586337998</id><published>2011-02-13T21:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T21:54:25.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs of an Abusive Relationship</title><content type='html'>Please don't be mistaken that abusive is only physical. It can be emotional, mental, (verbal) and also spiritual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signs of an Abusive Personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a list of behaviors seen in people who abuse their partners. These signs can be observed within the relationship; because abusers generally manipulate people by being charming to get their way, it is very difficult to identify an abuser by his behaviors towards people outside of a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last four signs in this list are almost always seen only if the person is an abuser. If the person has several of the other behaviors (say, three or more) there is a strong potential of abuse. The more signs the person has, the more likely he is an abuser. In some cases the batterer may only have a few recognizable signs, but they are very exaggerated; for example, extreme jealousy over ridiculous things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Signs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially the abuser tries to explain his behavior as a sign of his love or concern. The partner may be flattered at first, but as time goes on, these behaviors become more severe and serve to dominate the woman.  &lt;br /&gt;*Quick involvement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many battered women dated or knew their abuser less than six months before they became engaged or began living together. He comes on like a whirlwind: "You're the only person I've ever really been able to talk to. I've never felt loved like this before." He needs someone desperately and pressures you to commit to him. Unused to men's wanting commitment, many women believe that this is a sign of his love.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*Unrealistic expectations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is very dependent on you for all his needs, expects you to be the perfect wife, partner, mother, lover, friend. He often says, "You're all I need. If you love me, I'm all you need." You are supposed to take care of everything emotionally as well as in the home.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*Rigid sex roles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sees women as inferior to men, more stupid, unable to be a whole person without a relationship. He expects you to obey him, to serve him, to stay home. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*Dr. Jekyll/Mr. Hyde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has "sudden" changes in mood. One minute he's nice, the next minute he explodes. Anything can set him off on a rampage, even things not involving you, like problems with the car, difficulties at work, etc. Explosiveness and mood swings are typical of men who beat their partners, and these behaviors are related to other characteristics, such as hypersensitivity.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*Blames others for his problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost anything that goes wrong in his life is someone else's fault. For example, if he lost his job or is chronically unemployed, he may say, "They did me in. They were out to get me." He makes mistakes and blames you. Almost anything that goes wrong is your fault. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*Blames others for his feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he becomes angry and abusive it's because "You made me mad. You're hurting me by not doing what I ask. I can't help being angry." He really makes the decision about what he thinks or feels, but uses his feelings to manipulate you. Hard to catch are his claims, "You make me happy. You control how I feel."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*Poor or negative self-image&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Research has found that abusers have lower self-esteem and masculinity scores than other men tested. One researcher calls this a "failed macho complex." These men appear to over-compensate for what they see as their failure to live up to the masculine sex role stereotype.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*Hypersensitivity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is easily insulted, or takes the slightest set-back as a personal attack. He claims his feelings are "hurt" when he's really very mad. He rants and raves about the injustice of things that have happened to him - things that are really just part of living - like being asked to work over-time, getting a traffic ticket, being asked to help around the house.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*Verbal abuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says cruel and hurtful things, uses foul and degrading language to describe you or parts of your body, attacks your self-esteem by criticizing your looks, running down your family, friends or accomplishments. He tells you you are stupid and unable to function without him.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*Jealousy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of the relationship, he says that his jealousy is a sign of his love. In reality, jealousy has nothing to do with love - it is a sign of his insecurity and possessiveness. He's constantly suspicious of any contact you have with other men at work or in social situations. He questions you about who you talk to, accuses you of flirting, or is jealous of time you spend with family, friends or children. As his jealousy and possessiveness increase, he may call you frequently or drop by unexpectedly to check on you. He may refuse to let you work for fear you'll meet someone else, or even check your car mileage or ask friends to watch you.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*Controlling behavior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, he says he's just concerned about you. He may throw a tantrum if you are a few minutes late coming home from work or the store, or question you closely about where you went, who you spoke to. He may not let you make personal decisions about the house, your clothing, going out with friends. He may keep control over all the money, making you ask him for anything you need.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*Isolation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tries to cut you off from friends and family. If you have men friends, you're a "whore"; if you have women friends, you're a lesbian; if you have close family ties, you're "tied to the apron strings." He accuses people who are your supports of "causing trouble." He may restrict your use of the phone, limit your use of the car or prevent you from going to work or school.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*"Playful" use of force in sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He may like throwing you down, holding your wrists, jumping on top of you or holding you up against a wall or door to have intercourse. He may want to act out fantasies where you are helpless. He's letting you know that the idea of rape excites him. He may show little concern about whether you want to have sex, and use sulking or anger to manipulate you into compliance. He may start having sex with you while you are sleeping, or when you are ill or tired. 34% to 59% of battered women report they were forced to have sexual intercourse. Although people usually associate rape with the use of great physical force or weapons, it is still rape if you agree to have sex simply because you are afraid of what he will do if you refuse.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*Cruelty to children and animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies of battering men have found that between 40% to 70% physically abuse their children. He may expect a child to be capable of doing things far beyond her ability, like whipping a 2 year old for wetting a diaper, or may tease a child until he cries. He may not want to eat at the table with the children. He may punish animals brutally, insensitive to their pain or suffering, or deliberately abuse animals in front of you and the children in order to use the animal's anguish to terrorize or manipulate you. Between 71% and 80% of battered women have reported that their abuser also abused animals.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*Has witnessed abuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many abusers were themselves abused as children or saw their mothers abused by their fathers. In one study, 57% of male batterers were exposed to one form or another of domestic violence as children - either as victims of child abuse or as witnesses of spousal violence. Almost one-third were both victims and witnesses. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FOLLOWING SIGNS ARE ALMOST ALWAYS SEEN ONLY IF THE PERSON IS AN ABUSER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* Past battering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He may say that he hit a partner in the past - but she made him do it. You may hear from relatives or former partners that he is abusive. A Los Angeles abusers' counselor reported that all 150 abusers he had treated acknowledged they had abused other partners. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* Threats of violence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He makes threats meant to control you: "I'll smack you if you mouth off." "I'll break your neck." "I'll kill you." Most men do not threaten their mates, but an abuser excuses himself by saying, "Everybody talks like that."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* Hitting or breaking objects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This behavior is used as a punishment (breaking loved possessions), but is mostly used to intimidate and frighten you into submission. He may beat on tables or doors with his fists, or throw things at or near you. Again, this is very remarkable behavior; only very immature people beat on objects in the presence of other people to threaten them.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* Any use of force during an argument&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He may hold you down, restrain you from leaving a room, push or shove you, or hold you against a wall saying, "You are going to listen to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adapted from a handout developed by the Project for Victims of Family Violence, Fayetteville, AR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-6299271954586337998?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/6299271954586337998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=6299271954586337998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/6299271954586337998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/6299271954586337998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2011/02/signs-of-abusive-relationship.html' title='Signs of an Abusive Relationship'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-858766177115476495</id><published>2011-02-10T09:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T11:35:47.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Motorbike for Women</title><content type='html'>According to &lt;a href="http://motorcyclesandwomen.com/motorcycle-women/motorcycles-for-women/76-motorcycle-women-top-ten-motorcycles-"&gt;this site&lt;/a&gt;, here are the top 10 women favourited motobikes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Harley Davidson Sportster(Cruiser)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harley Davidson Sportster 1200L&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mo0XhDXFIpw/TVNKHVbufGI/AAAAAAAACXc/6oSheRjPeKU/s1600/Harley_Davidson-XL_1200L_Sportster_Low-2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 360px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mo0XhDXFIpw/TVNKHVbufGI/AAAAAAAACXc/6oSheRjPeKU/s400/Harley_Davidson-XL_1200L_Sportster_Low-2006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571878653860412514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harley Davidson Sportster XL 883L&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVNKHtGat3I/AAAAAAAACXk/oI28gxr1cSo/s1600/harley-davidson-xl-883l-sportster-883-low-008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVNKHtGat3I/AAAAAAAACXk/oI28gxr1cSo/s400/harley-davidson-xl-883l-sportster-883-low-008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571878660213487474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Honda Shadow(Cruiser)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVNKIOo4quI/AAAAAAAACX0/0ZJ0CEcJ_fU/s1600/Honda%2BShadow%2BVT750C2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVNKIOo4quI/AAAAAAAACX0/0ZJ0CEcJ_fU/s400/Honda%2BShadow%2BVT750C2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571878669216426722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Yamaha V-Star(Cruiser)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVNKUBBTwoI/AAAAAAAACYM/2ypoAfGXvdY/s1600/Yamaha%2BV-Star%2B650..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVNKUBBTwoI/AAAAAAAACYM/2ypoAfGXvdY/s400/Yamaha%2BV-Star%2B650..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571878871719199362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Harley Davidson Softail(Cruiser)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVNJkpyYrRI/AAAAAAAACXU/VsbYhtJEsdk/s1600/Harley%2BDavidson%2BSoftail%2BDeluxe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVNJkpyYrRI/AAAAAAAACXU/VsbYhtJEsdk/s400/Harley%2BDavidson%2BSoftail%2BDeluxe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571878058028739858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Kawasaki Vulcan(Cruiser)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kawasaki Vulcan 500 LTD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qPGD2GbPG0Y/TVNKUfufPCI/AAAAAAAACYU/i1ZC1rdPIgE/s1600/Kawasaki%2BVulcan%2B500%2BLTD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qPGD2GbPG0Y/TVNKUfufPCI/AAAAAAAACYU/i1ZC1rdPIgE/s400/Kawasaki%2BVulcan%2B500%2BLTD.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571878879961758754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kawasaki Vulcan 900 Classic &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVNJj-KtaTI/AAAAAAAACW0/zHrDcsWmYdM/s1600/2006-Kawasaki-Vulcan900ClassicLTa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVNJj-KtaTI/AAAAAAAACW0/zHrDcsWmYdM/s400/2006-Kawasaki-Vulcan900ClassicLTa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571878046319601970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Kawasaki Ninja(Sports)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kawasaki Ninja 500R&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVNKT45FnXI/AAAAAAAACYE/_a0hkUd3r-0/s1600/Kawasaki%2BNinja%2B500R.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVNKT45FnXI/AAAAAAAACYE/_a0hkUd3r-0/s400/Kawasaki%2BNinja%2B500R.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571878869537234290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kawasaki Ninja 250R&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVNKIPdQ3UI/AAAAAAAACX8/ewBRHGANyvo/s1600/Kawasaki%2BNinja%2B250R.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVNKIPdQ3UI/AAAAAAAACX8/ewBRHGANyvo/s400/Kawasaki%2BNinja%2B250R.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571878669436116290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Suzuki Boulevard(Cruiser)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVNJkLHgBKI/AAAAAAAACXE/-U7SNlytbI8/s1600/2009-Suzuki-Boulevard-C109RT-black-581x400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVNJkLHgBKI/AAAAAAAACXE/-U7SNlytbI8/s400/2009-Suzuki-Boulevard-C109RT-black-581x400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571878049795802274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Honda Rebel(Cruiser)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVNJkBTW1dI/AAAAAAAACW8/KRg8uX_jxG4/s1600/2008-Honda-Rebel250-CMX250Ca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVNJkBTW1dI/AAAAAAAACW8/KRg8uX_jxG4/s400/2008-Honda-Rebel250-CMX250Ca.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571878047161177554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Honda CBR600RR(Sports)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVNKHlRYUmI/AAAAAAAACXs/eP9A-sPGqes/s1600/Honda%2BCBR600RR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVNKHlRYUmI/AAAAAAAACXs/eP9A-sPGqes/s400/Honda%2BCBR600RR.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571878658111984226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Harley Davidson FLSTF Fat Boy(Cruiser)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NBmnyXNTcQE/TVNJkd5jClI/AAAAAAAACXM/Ukd-Bi0dSFo/s1600/Harley%2BDavidson%2BFLSTF%2BFat%2BBoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NBmnyXNTcQE/TVNJkd5jClI/AAAAAAAACXM/Ukd-Bi0dSFo/s400/Harley%2BDavidson%2BFLSTF%2BFat%2BBoy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571878054837553746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, they all look the same to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? Don't judge me, I'm just a girl, ofcourse they look the same to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-858766177115476495?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/858766177115476495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=858766177115476495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/858766177115476495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/858766177115476495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2011/02/top-10-motorbike-for-women.html' title='Top 10 Motorbike for Women'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/-Mo0XhDXFIpw/TVNKHVbufGI/AAAAAAAACXc/6oSheRjPeKU/s72-c/Harley_Davidson-XL_1200L_Sportster_Low-2006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-5469012092641731190</id><published>2011-02-09T08:42:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T10:26:55.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female model driving without licesnse and still want to appeal for a lighter sentence despite an already very light sentence'/><title type='text'>Pretty Girls Rock</title><content type='html'>Remember awhile back, &lt;a href="http://www.todayonline.com/Singapore/Singaporeinbrief/EDC110209-0000210/Student-fined-for-bribing-property-agent-to-take-rap-for-traffic-offence"&gt;female model Evangeline Tay was caught driving without a license after she ran a red light and even paid another very intelligent property agent to take the rap for $1000 only, three years ago&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVH5xy5QqDI/AAAAAAAACWs/C4b8BYIuZ8c/s1600/model_charged_with_perverting_justice-thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVH5xy5QqDI/AAAAAAAACWs/C4b8BYIuZ8c/s400/model_charged_with_perverting_justice-thumbnail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571508847904860210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She was &lt;a href="http://dealornodeal.mediacorptv.sg/model08.htm"&gt;Briefcase Girl No.8&lt;/a&gt; in "Deal or No Deal".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for all the crimes she committed, she was give a &lt;strong&gt;SGD 2000 fine ONLY&lt;/strong&gt;. But no deal for her, cause she's appealing against the ruling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should now start driving a car without a license. Since if I were to ever to be caught, I can always try to find someone to take the rap for me for a mere SGD 1000! And even if I got caught for perversion of justice, it's ONLY SGD 2000 for ALL the crimes I've committed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a bargain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ofcourse, it's not a risk I would take for no good reason. Cause like Evangeline Tay, I will only run this risk when I'm too goddamn hungry to get food located far, far away from my expensive apartment at Duchess Crest. I mean, it's sooo far away and I'm sooooo hungry, how am I suppose to travel there like I usually do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only next logical solution is to steal my boyfriend's car and drive there, without a license. And guess what? I'm also sooo hungry that I won't stop for red lights and screw pedestrian safety, they can kiss my bumper when I knock them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what? Did I hear someone say "Dial-A-Cab: 6552 1111" and "MacDelivery 24/7: 6777 3777"? Gosh, what's that?! I've never heard of that in my whole life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, she even got the nerves to pay for a scapegoat. That's not the worse. After the court showed leniency towards her, she still wants to appeal against that already very light SGD 2000 fine and plead for a lighter sentence. That's just ouright perversion of justice or if you would prefer, I-don't-give-a-fuck-about-the-law in your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVH5xiLTmEI/AAAAAAAACWc/eSalX_IBIkQ/s1600/Evangeline%2BTay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVH5xiLTmEI/AAAAAAAACWc/eSalX_IBIkQ/s400/Evangeline%2BTay.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571508843417147458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although one could face jailterm up to seven years, fined or both for the perversion of the course of justice in Singapore, Evangeline Tay got off with a SGD 2000 fine only and is still appealing against this judgement. Guess I won't ever understand the benevolence and leniency of the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVH5x2sArmI/AAAAAAAACWk/FVXEzsuIrFQ/s1600/Female%2BModel%2BDriving%2BWithout%2BLicense.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVH5x2sArmI/AAAAAAAACWk/FVXEzsuIrFQ/s400/Female%2BModel%2BDriving%2BWithout%2BLicense.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571508848923029090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, I think I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-5469012092641731190?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/5469012092641731190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=5469012092641731190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5469012092641731190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5469012092641731190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2011/02/wheres-justice.html' title='Pretty Girls Rock'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVH5xy5QqDI/AAAAAAAACWs/C4b8BYIuZ8c/s72-c/model_charged_with_perverting_justice-thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-75455577716771583</id><published>2011-02-08T09:02:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T11:47:48.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cult Classic Beauty Products</title><content type='html'>This post is dedicated to all my favourite cult beauty products. A totally irrelevant and random topic to talk about after missing our annual Christmas, New Year, Lunar New Year posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Chinese Crocodile Oil&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC8AfyPn2I/AAAAAAAACVs/ISB7Vykn0kc/s1600/crocodile_oil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC8AfyPn2I/AAAAAAAACVs/ISB7Vykn0kc/s400/crocodile_oil.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571159455775563618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's great for the skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Old West Snake Oil&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC8S7fqW3I/AAAAAAAACV0/9qAWrEte6m0/s1600/snake-oil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC8S7fqW3I/AAAAAAAACV0/9qAWrEte6m0/s400/snake-oil.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571159772451462002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It works better than the Chinese Crocodile Oil but, production ceased since 1932.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Vaseline Lip Therapy&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC1DFi-PPI/AAAAAAAACUk/aqeSFqxLOgY/s1600/vaseline_rosy_lips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC1DFi-PPI/AAAAAAAACUk/aqeSFqxLOgY/s400/vaseline_rosy_lips.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571151803690401010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taste like food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Egyptian Magic Cream&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC0HLF6xGI/AAAAAAAACT0/zMmDnQAFuNo/s1600/egyptian_magic_l1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC0HLF6xGI/AAAAAAAACT0/zMmDnQAFuNo/s400/egyptian_magic_l1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571150774387000418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only works as a moisturizer for dry skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Benefit's Dr Feelgood&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVCz_KuN8eI/AAAAAAAACTM/gw9LpPohazY/s1600/Benefit-Dr-Feelgood-Velvety-Complexion-Balm-24g-0-85oz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVCz_KuN8eI/AAAAAAAACTM/gw9LpPohazY/s400/Benefit-Dr-Feelgood-Velvety-Complexion-Balm-24g-0-85oz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571150636848640482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likes product name and packaging only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Nivea Creme&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC1rSDPtoI/AAAAAAAACVE/chmonhJdg3s/s1600/nivea%2Bcreme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC1rSDPtoI/AAAAAAAACVE/chmonhJdg3s/s400/nivea%2Bcreme.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571152494241756802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good old classic skin-lovin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Keihl's Blue Astringent Herbal Lotion&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVCz_cxYf_I/AAAAAAAACTc/210VPAbMDMo/s1600/Blue%2BAstringent%2BHerbal%2BLotion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVCz_cxYf_I/AAAAAAAACTc/210VPAbMDMo/s400/Blue%2BAstringent%2BHerbal%2BLotion.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571150641693753330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So drying that it flakes my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;三凤海棠香粉(Some Chinese Face Powder)&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC1Dxbzw-I/AAAAAAAACU0/WkPA7I4Mxkg/s1600/%25E5%2587%25A4%25E6%25B5%25B7%25E6%25A3%25A0%25E9%25A6%2599%25E7%25B2%2589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC1Dxbzw-I/AAAAAAAACU0/WkPA7I4Mxkg/s400/%25E5%2587%25A4%25E6%25B5%25B7%25E6%25A3%25A0%25E9%25A6%2599%25E7%25B2%2589.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571151815471514594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excellent budget stage makeup but, hard to spot one in Singapore. And oh, I think many people died from lead poisoning while using it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Stein's Face Powder&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVCz-7qLyTI/AAAAAAAACTE/TwrPkfazlQE/s1600/antique-stein-cosmetic-theatrical-face-powder_390274384918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVCz-7qLyTI/AAAAAAAACTE/TwrPkfazlQE/s400/antique-stein-cosmetic-theatrical-face-powder_390274384918.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571150632805189938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great stage makeup and also, rare in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Yardley Hair Cream&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC1DTb6ASI/AAAAAAAACUs/Kmk5wmDskno/s1600/yardley%2Bhair%2Bcream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC1DTb6ASI/AAAAAAAACUs/Kmk5wmDskno/s400/yardley%2Bhair%2Bcream.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571151807418859810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Works well with short European hairstyle, H.F.SG(&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;ard to &lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;ind in &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;inga&lt;strong&gt;p&lt;/strong&gt;ore).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Murray's Hair Promade&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC0HZT2x-I/AAAAAAAACT8/VpfsrnucREM/s1600/murrays-pomade-400x4001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC0HZT2x-I/AAAAAAAACT8/VpfsrnucREM/s400/murrays-pomade-400x4001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571150778203555810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H.F.SG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Lulu Organic's Hair Powder&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVCz_C-wHLI/AAAAAAAACTU/6DYE_mFyIPY/s1600/big%2Bhair%2Bpowder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVCz_C-wHLI/AAAAAAAACTU/6DYE_mFyIPY/s400/big%2Bhair%2Bpowder.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571150634770504882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're too lazy to wash your hair... H.F.SG alert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Chandrika Soap&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC0G89ewRI/AAAAAAAACTk/6DcMj2qDPDw/s1600/chandrika-soap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC0G89ewRI/AAAAAAAACTk/6DcMj2qDPDw/s400/chandrika-soap.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571150770593513746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will smell like an Indian after using.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Невская косметика Russian Tar Soap&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC15LHP5RI/AAAAAAAACVU/tzupVxNBYTs/s1600/russian%2Btar%2Bsoap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC15LHP5RI/AAAAAAAACVU/tzupVxNBYTs/s400/russian%2Btar%2Bsoap.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571152732897666322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will smell like a drunk Russian after using, not available in Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;4711 Cologne/科隆香水&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC2nG1TcEI/AAAAAAAACVk/X-8gT-FvM6I/s1600/%25E7%25A7%2591%25E9%259A%2586%25E9%25A6%2599%25E6%25B0%25B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC2nG1TcEI/AAAAAAAACVk/X-8gT-FvM6I/s400/%25E7%25A7%2591%25E9%259A%2586%25E9%25A6%2599%25E6%25B0%25B4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571153522022641730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will smell like my Grandfather after using.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Two Girls Florida Water&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC2KmP4ceI/AAAAAAAACVc/ZTrjXqbTN14/s1600/Two-Girls-beauty-products.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC2KmP4ceI/AAAAAAAACVc/ZTrjXqbTN14/s400/Two-Girls-beauty-products.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571153032239411682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will smell and feel like Chinese silent film stars from the 30s.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-75455577716771583?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/75455577716771583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=75455577716771583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/75455577716771583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/75455577716771583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2011/02/cult-classic-beauty-products.html' title='Cult Classic Beauty Products'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TVC8AfyPn2I/AAAAAAAACVs/ISB7Vykn0kc/s72-c/crocodile_oil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-4992331340006018972</id><published>2011-01-14T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T11:07:31.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ophiuchus, The 13th Zodiac</title><content type='html'>Actually, since the ancient times, there had been 13 zodiac signs instead of the 12 you know about today. But, the Babylonians abandoned the 13th sign cause apparantly, "13" is not a very auspicious number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, modern astronomers have added it back to the zodiac signs cause of some "gradual tilt of the Earth". Yeah, right. As though the Gaia had not been tilting for the past millenniums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I present you, the Ophiuchus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TS-4Ivq0voI/AAAAAAAACSc/iHERfBXA8mo/s1600/ophiuchus2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 381px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561866525200400002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TS-4Ivq0voI/AAAAAAAACSc/iHERfBXA8mo/s400/ophiuchus2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like a Dark Mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TS-5XgmUU7I/AAAAAAAACSk/n_MUBDkfZkM/s1600/ophiuchus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 352px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561867878364631986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TS-5XgmUU7I/AAAAAAAACSk/n_MUBDkfZkM/s400/ophiuchus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder who's the man and who's the serpent in this ominous looking constellation symbol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all times, they chose this year to include in the 13th sign. And next year, it would be 2012, the end-date of the Mayan Long Count calendar. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're born between &lt;strong&gt;November 29 and December 17&lt;/strong&gt;, congratulations, you're now a Death Eater. And to &lt;em&gt;most &lt;/em&gt;of the people out there, my condolences, cause &lt;strong&gt;WE WILL BE CHANGING OUR STAR SIGNS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, looks like we're all doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TS-6fdn7JBI/AAAAAAAACSs/GzWEFTQMMT0/s1600/308px-Asclepius_staff_svg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 206px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561869114516644882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TS-6fdn7JBI/AAAAAAAACSs/GzWEFTQMMT0/s400/308px-Asclepius_staff_svg.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FYI, the following are your newly updated zodiac dates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capricorn: Jan. 20 - Feb. 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquarius: Feb. 16 - March 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisces: March 11- April 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aries: April 18- May 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taurus: May 13- June 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gemini: June 21- July 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cancer: July 20- Aug. 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo: Aug. 10- Sept. 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virgo: Sept. 16- Oct. 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libra: Oct. 30- Nov. 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scorpio: Nov. 23- Nov. 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ophiuchus: Nov. 29- Dec. 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagittarius: Dec. 17- Jan. 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-4992331340006018972?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/4992331340006018972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=4992331340006018972' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/4992331340006018972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/4992331340006018972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2011/01/ophiuchus-13th-zodiac.html' title='Ophiuchus, The 13th Zodiac'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TS-4Ivq0voI/AAAAAAAACSc/iHERfBXA8mo/s72-c/ophiuchus2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-2548711748335304121</id><published>2010-12-28T10:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T11:04:18.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Recollection</title><content type='html'>As far as I could recall, the first half of 2010 was really uneventful. Whenever I tried to recall this half of the year, practically nothing much will surface to my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only recollection was of a flashback which many people were singing to me under the balcony with the music of a Ukulele in the background, a cake, a lighter and alot of noise, more singings. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thank you, my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the next half of the year, what I could remember looked something like this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TRlO5S6JNdI/AAAAAAAACRY/uUtjWYvbdYM/s1600/img-blog-75_qejjnwxrvo-tibu-lights-tenerife-nights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555558361573438930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TRlO5S6JNdI/AAAAAAAACRY/uUtjWYvbdYM/s400/img-blog-75_qejjnwxrvo-tibu-lights-tenerife-nights.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I tried thinking harder, they will look like these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TRlRxOeG6fI/AAAAAAAACR4/JteCvl9bvHA/s1600/daw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TRlRxOeG6fI/AAAAAAAACR4/JteCvl9bvHA/s400/daw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555561521478035954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TRlRwwRjpDI/AAAAAAAACRw/Qo8bFMagzDQ/s1600/clubbing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TRlRwwRjpDI/AAAAAAAACRw/Qo8bFMagzDQ/s400/clubbing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555561513372329010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TRlRw2YsocI/AAAAAAAACRo/xpmDmnVz_Lc/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TRlRw2YsocI/AAAAAAAACRo/xpmDmnVz_Lc/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555561515012891074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's exactly how I spent my 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-2548711748335304121?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/2548711748335304121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=2548711748335304121' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/2548711748335304121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/2548711748335304121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010-recollection.html' title='2010 Recollection'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TRlO5S6JNdI/AAAAAAAACRY/uUtjWYvbdYM/s72-c/img-blog-75_qejjnwxrvo-tibu-lights-tenerife-nights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-8614555449274760057</id><published>2010-12-23T10:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T11:03:27.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst Decision 2010</title><content type='html'>Dear Mahorela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like every other year, you've made both good and bad decisions, also, the really stupid decisions which are so stupid that they cannot be classified under either of the categories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digressed, cause we're gonna talk about the bad decisions today. Or to be precise, the worst one I made this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst decision you've made this year is not, to pin your hopes on a one-sided love affiar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst decision you've made this year is not, to enter a rebound relationship right after that failed one-sided love pursuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst decision you've made this year is also, not the night when you chose to hit Supper Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst decision you've made this year is to get an iPhone 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TRK0Dg7xYEI/AAAAAAAACQo/kbTS28uTUiA/s1600/iphone4-thumb-640xauto-14425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TRK0Dg7xYEI/AAAAAAAACQo/kbTS28uTUiA/s400/iphone4-thumb-640xauto-14425.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553699262974484546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This palm-sized monster is nothing but trouble. And StarHub is NOT helping at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first got it, I went back home and synced it with my desktop. I tried to update it to the latest 4.2 firmware and the next thing that happened was this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TRK1RvqqksI/AAAAAAAACQw/4p5IjvimvnI/s1600/iphone_recovery_mode.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TRK1RvqqksI/AAAAAAAACQw/4p5IjvimvnI/s400/iphone_recovery_mode.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553700606959063746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;iPhone 4 recovery mode.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went back to StarHub the very next day. 2 hours queue, 1 hour of repair attempt, another 45 minutes of queue, repair attempt and "new" phone replacememt, it all happened accordingly and you do the math on how long did it took. During the "new" phone replacement, they had to replace me with 3 different "new" phones before they got it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That very moment, I know I'm screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True indeed, exactly 5 days later when I synced it again, POOF! Back to recovery mode again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was there again yesterday, slight improvement, took 2.5 hours to get it all done. Only took them 1 "new" phone replacement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But guess what today? Well, people, you don't even need to try. You should know. And I'm stuck with him for this monster for the next 2 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TRK6phWZ_fI/AAAAAAAACQ4/xCqMbPzMoTA/s1600/efsef.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TRK6phWZ_fI/AAAAAAAACQ4/xCqMbPzMoTA/s400/efsef.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553706512990993906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. Why is it a "new" phone you ask? Cause they ain't new at all, they are faulty old iPhones which people sent back to StarHub and StarHub sent them back to somewhere which in turn, that somewhere repair it and send it back as "new" iPhones to us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-8614555449274760057?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/8614555449274760057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=8614555449274760057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/8614555449274760057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/8614555449274760057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/12/worst-decision-2010.html' title='Worst Decision 2010'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TRK0Dg7xYEI/AAAAAAAACQo/kbTS28uTUiA/s72-c/iphone4-thumb-640xauto-14425.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-8267760488752505007</id><published>2010-12-09T10:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T10:44:19.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busiest Month Since June</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/IBxfGdRZvaI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/IBxfGdRZvaI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-8267760488752505007?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/8267760488752505007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=8267760488752505007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/8267760488752505007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/8267760488752505007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2010/12/busiest-month-since-june.html' title='Busiest Month Since June'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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-5827911929335858222.post-4767345482184651436</id><published>2010-11-23T12:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T13:31:00.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funtime with Google Map</title><content type='html'>‎1. Go to Google Maps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TOtMzzaAYTI/AAAAAAAACOo/VouRPc_DwXM/s1600/step%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 197px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TOtMzzaAYTI/AAAAAAAACOo/VouRPc_DwXM/s400/step%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542608219265851698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to "Get Directions". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TOtQ9lqtjSI/AAAAAAAACQA/b_q9d4xXwMs/s1600/step%2B2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TOtQ9lqtjSI/AAAAAAAACQA/b_q9d4xXwMs/s400/step%2B2.1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542612785423027490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Type 'Taiwan' as the start location. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TOtQ_cK6jkI/AAAAAAAACQI/_uHL1wQ9zPk/s1600/step%2B3.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TOtQ_cK6jkI/AAAAAAAACQI/_uHL1wQ9zPk/s400/step%2B3.1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542612817233481282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Type 'China' as the end location. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TOtQ_gh9W9I/AAAAAAAACQQ/V-m493gCmPc/s1600/step%2B4.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TOtQ_gh9W9I/AAAAAAAACQQ/V-m493gCmPc/s400/step%2B4.1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542612818403875794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Click "Get Directions".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TOtQ_70LZzI/AAAAAAAACQY/CA2qgVBEbxU/s1600/step%2B5.%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 339px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TOtQ_70LZzI/AAAAAAAACQY/CA2qgVBEbxU/s400/step%2B5.%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542612825728050994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Read &lt;strong&gt;STEP 24&lt;/strong&gt; of the directions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TOtNitE81mI/AAAAAAAACPQ/TsMshxHfSwE/s1600/step%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TOtNitE81mI/AAAAAAAACPQ/TsMshxHfSwE/s400/step%2B6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542609025020778082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TOtNvqtGl1I/AAAAAAAACPY/01LWtw7UZZM/s1600/Swim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 48px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TOtNvqtGl1I/AAAAAAAACPY/01LWtw7UZZM/s400/Swim.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542609247722182482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's all drop by China one day via Taiwan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-4767345482184651436?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/4767345482184651436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=4767345482184651436' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/4767345482184651436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/4767345482184651436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2010/11/fun-with-google-map.html' title='Funtime with Google Map'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TOtMzzaAYTI/AAAAAAAACOo/VouRPc_DwXM/s72-c/step%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-6887932413816587176</id><published>2010-11-22T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T13:32:12.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>November's Departure</title><content type='html'>Before you know it, November's coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TOqjXfdcbBI/AAAAAAAACOQ/pHCFABHKEd4/s1600/November_by_phoenix138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TOqjXfdcbBI/AAAAAAAACOQ/pHCFABHKEd4/s400/November_by_phoenix138.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542421915410131986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I know it, some people had already left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TOqjli-eNUI/AAAAAAAACOY/ia2SVsk7SO0/s1600/Leaving_by_osamon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TOqjli-eNUI/AAAAAAAACOY/ia2SVsk7SO0/s400/Leaving_by_osamon2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542422156872136002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's never pleasant to bid anyone farewell. But thanks to them, you know who are the ones that are willing to stay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TOqk9XKaFcI/AAAAAAAACOg/3I32pfMR880/s1600/Hug_by_Ryosaeba24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 339px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TOqk9XKaFcI/AAAAAAAACOg/3I32pfMR880/s400/Hug_by_Ryosaeba24.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542423665529460162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least, for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-6887932413816587176?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/6887932413816587176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=6887932413816587176' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/6887932413816587176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/6887932413816587176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2010/11/novembers-departure.html' title='November&apos;s Departure'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TOqjXfdcbBI/AAAAAAAACOQ/pHCFABHKEd4/s72-c/November_by_phoenix138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-6278597742876107251</id><published>2010-10-13T19:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T19:29:10.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Days MC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TLWXL6Wx8JI/AAAAAAAACN4/BPTFCU4xMXo/s1600/IMG_1483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TLWXL6Wx8JI/AAAAAAAACN4/BPTFCU4xMXo/s400/IMG_1483.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527490348566311058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is great, just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all time, now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-6278597742876107251?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/6278597742876107251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=6278597742876107251' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/6278597742876107251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/6278597742876107251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2010/10/3-days-mc.html' title='3 Days MC'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TLWXL6Wx8JI/AAAAAAAACN4/BPTFCU4xMXo/s72-c/IMG_1483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-4150273788148422777</id><published>2010-09-19T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T19:47:24.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The MRT and Superpowers</title><content type='html'>Today, I took a train for the very first time since eons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TJOu2ISLEaI/AAAAAAAACM4/mVruc8LeL1Y/s1600/singapore-mrt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TJOu2ISLEaI/AAAAAAAACM4/mVruc8LeL1Y/s400/singapore-mrt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517946213418865058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is NOT a good idea to take trains during peak hours. Trust me, it's a really really bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TJO_1hqq5SI/AAAAAAAACNQ/Qw_7WKsarxM/s1600/jurong_east_platform_is_sardinepacked_everymorning-thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TJO_1hqq5SI/AAAAAAAACNQ/Qw_7WKsarxM/s400/jurong_east_platform_is_sardinepacked_everymorning-thumbnail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517964894750303522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's why. And guess what's more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TJPAW6TxMoI/AAAAAAAACNY/s39b-Rn04GI/s1600/fat+ass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 297px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TJPAW6TxMoI/AAAAAAAACNY/s39b-Rn04GI/s400/fat+ass.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517965468300817026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat asses, that's my problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this really fat, oily and sweaty bastard who somehow managed to squeeze his fat ass right into this sardined cabin despite knowing his mere existence would jeopardize the very lives of those who happen to stand near him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was the very person that stood right next to him. He didn't like, stand standing. He stood with his right arm raised high, holding onto the ceiling and armpit right in my face with a 1mm distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TJPL7nif4GI/AAAAAAAACNo/wLAd0paRV5Y/s1600/armpit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TJPL7nif4GI/AAAAAAAACNo/wLAd0paRV5Y/s400/armpit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517978193545388130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, something like that. But at least, the woman in the picture had the option to turn her head away from the dark side of the force, but I had none. It was so bloody crammed that I could hardly move an inch. There came to a point which I could literally took no more of his black forest that I yelled "Do you mind?! I could hardly breathe here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing he did was that he started squeezing his shoulders repeatedly. Then he proceeded to shrink to the size of an ant while realeasing two robotic arms from the back of his armor and activating his jet pack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turned into Ant Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TJPRBEZi4bI/AAAAAAAACNw/2bb7fmoKLcU/s1600/399px-ANTMAN001_colcov.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TJPRBEZi4bI/AAAAAAAACNw/2bb7fmoKLcU/s400/399px-ANTMAN001_colcov.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517983784749949362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that actually happened in the above paragraph is the part which he "started squeezing his shoulders repeatedly". The way he does it make it seems like it's the ultimate solution to obesity and that he really had size-changing superpowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fcuk is wrong with ya, fatty?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, what happened to that fine for overcrowded trains? Oh right, it was a hefty sum of SGD100 for a company that makes 42 million dollars in just first Quarter of 2009 alone, 0.00024% of that profit. That's so gonna make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, can I too, suggest passing a bill about letting passengers "sparta" fat asses(who assume that they are slim enough or have superpowers to fit themselves into an already loaded train, endangering innocent lives) right outta the train into the pit of death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TJPGbw_6zPI/AAAAAAAACNg/PaocI9-EH7k/s1600/SPARTA+MRT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TJPGbw_6zPI/AAAAAAAACNg/PaocI9-EH7k/s400/SPARTA+MRT.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517972148770753778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will probably work out alot better than the fine SMRT is issued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip really reminds me of why I haven't been taking the train lately. SMRT is FML.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-4150273788148422777?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/4150273788148422777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=4150273788148422777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/4150273788148422777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/4150273788148422777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2010/09/mrt-fat-asses-and-superpowers.html' title='The MRT and Superpowers'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TJOu2ISLEaI/AAAAAAAACM4/mVruc8LeL1Y/s72-c/singapore-mrt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-4642741929142642254</id><published>2010-09-18T01:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T01:58:11.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fake Enthusiasm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TJOrv1wYozI/AAAAAAAACMw/UpUaB51OV6s/s1600/swensens+fake+n+gay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TJOrv1wYozI/AAAAAAAACMw/UpUaB51OV6s/s400/swensens+fake+n+gay.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517942806831211314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swenson Poster Boy's enthusiasm is faker than my orgasm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-4642741929142642254?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/4642741929142642254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=4642741929142642254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/4642741929142642254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/4642741929142642254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2010/09/fake-enthusiasm.html' title='Fake Enthusiasm'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TJOrv1wYozI/AAAAAAAACMw/UpUaB51OV6s/s72-c/swensens+fake+n+gay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-1826972041518656146</id><published>2010-08-25T00:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T00:14:37.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciation</title><content type='html'>I love my friends, really. God has been quite a bitch to me, but at least, s/he gave me my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-1826972041518656146?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/1826972041518656146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=1826972041518656146' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/1826972041518656146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/1826972041518656146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2010/08/appreciation.html' title='Appreciation'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-126501030888550197</id><published>2010-08-14T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T03:29:25.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vibrating Mascara Win</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wKVO8dJH0LQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wKVO8dJH0LQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now everything can vibrate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-126501030888550197?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/126501030888550197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=126501030888550197' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/126501030888550197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/126501030888550197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2010/08/vibrating-mascara-win.html' title='Vibrating Mascara Win'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-1313040726584780803</id><published>2010-08-11T16:59:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T17:38:54.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CollegeHumor Spoofs</title><content type='html'>Inception Ending Extended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7LC5GU28txs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7LC5GU28txs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The A (B or C) Team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C7HaULLt81I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C7HaULLt81I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inception Characters Don't Understand Inception&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0BE9rDDOQlM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0BE9rDDOQlM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Everybody I follow is not updating anymore, this is really demoralizing my blogging interest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-1313040726584780803?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/1313040726584780803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=1313040726584780803' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/1313040726584780803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/1313040726584780803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2010/08/collegehumor-spoofs.html' title='CollegeHumor Spoofs'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-5721673694912130285</id><published>2010-08-02T14:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T15:05:19.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imma Professional Bum</title><content type='html'>Mahorela's reeeaaally lazy these days, so lazy that this blog isn't getting any action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't blame me, but that trip back from Hell sure strip me of all my life energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian&lt;em&gt;-ed&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here's a sexy picture of my new lover:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TFZtUvF77TI/AAAAAAAACMA/XPY8Hom9tdw/s1600/jCcfUD4Nmhjdy8fgC8KhbSGko1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TFZtUvF77TI/AAAAAAAACMA/XPY8Hom9tdw/s400/jCcfUD4Nmhjdy8fgC8KhbSGko1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500704197885816114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joseph Gordon-Levitt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may remember him from drama series like "3rd Rock from the Sun" or movies like "500 Days of Summer" and the recent blockbuster "Inception". And he's hot. Really hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reallly at the peak of my sian&lt;em&gt;-ness&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-5721673694912130285?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/5721673694912130285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=5721673694912130285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5721673694912130285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5721673694912130285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2010/08/imma-professional-bum.html' title='Imma Professional Bum'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/TFZtUvF77TI/AAAAAAAACMA/XPY8Hom9tdw/s72-c/jCcfUD4Nmhjdy8fgC8KhbSGko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-5076506202412178006</id><published>2010-07-08T03:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T03:23:45.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still alive!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/st6dHmDSkhY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/st6dHmDSkhY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smell a bad movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes people, I'm back. But first, I gotta apologize for accidentally deleting some of you guys' comments while I was in Neverland. Well, let's just said the Great Fire Wall of Neverland outsmart me and something screwed up in between. Anyways, now that I'm settled, more updates coming soon. Until then! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-5076506202412178006?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/5076506202412178006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=5076506202412178006' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5076506202412178006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5076506202412178006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-still-alive.html' title='I&apos;m still alive!'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-293283421358571765</id><published>2010-04-10T19:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T19:47:00.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yaaawn</title><content type='html'>It's been a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S8G2pcP4lYI/AAAAAAAACLE/jacP1f7T9dg/s1600/Sleep_well_by_Shuun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S8G2pcP4lYI/AAAAAAAACLE/jacP1f7T9dg/s400/Sleep_well_by_Shuun.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458845046423459202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where ma bitches at?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-293283421358571765?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/293283421358571765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=293283421358571765' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/293283421358571765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/293283421358571765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2010/04/yaaawn.html' title='Yaaawn'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S8G2pcP4lYI/AAAAAAAACLE/jacP1f7T9dg/s72-c/Sleep_well_by_Shuun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-910284838170232908</id><published>2010-02-27T03:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T19:29:31.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Birthday Wish</title><content type='html'>I said I'll never forget, and I never did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say to never look back, never regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I already know you're the biggest regret I'll ever have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-910284838170232908?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/910284838170232908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=910284838170232908' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/910284838170232908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/910284838170232908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2010/02/belated-birthday-wish.html' title='Belated Birthday Wish'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-6994669367616172220</id><published>2010-02-21T01:23:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T16:11:39.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>35 Randoms On My Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.Deal, I'll be waiting for the 26th of February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Where's my apple strudel?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Pick a date for the shisha and drinking session... fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Karma, you know it's karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.I want my Vienna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Cbk, pang-seh-ed me. You good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Why no one want go zoo...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Why people submit on the 19th, you must drag till 22nd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Why everybody else is busy having exams and I'm done with my stuffs?! Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.If you're guilty, shouldn't you be nicer to me now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Your birthday is gonna be here soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.I still don't know what I need to get and where we should be shopping at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.You need to grow up soon cause we can't always be on the lookout for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.I look forward to meeting you and your brownie(s), more to the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.I don't wanna go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Sex ≠ Love, vice versa, Love ≠ Sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Now who taught me on what was written above?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Steamboat like we always used to? You dudes don't have an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.You better make sure that we hit a club on the coming Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.It's coming soon, what am I to do after serving time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.You whorish slut. I don't need him to tell me and I predict that you're gonna feign ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.This Valentine sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Till now, we haven't met up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.Bring me to a tour around your area before you head to Vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.I wonder, why haven't you message me since November...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.If you're the one delivering me the full body massage, I rather not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.I need to borrow winter wear and books from anyone who's willing to lend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.I just realized that I'm of nephew to someone older than me by a year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.3 more months and I'm a Godmother again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.Somebody loves you and seems like you have a rather broad market afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.Didn't think that you're gonna be less screwed up after all these years and I'm right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.If I die there, please remember that I was once, a part of your memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.This entry is fake and gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.Of all, to that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jackass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; out there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S4DmGS4D_XI/AAAAAAAACK4/zRe577hyCe8/s1600-h/Happy_Birthday_Kaito_by_CallMeEpona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440601345684143474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S4DmGS4D_XI/AAAAAAAACK4/zRe577hyCe8/s400/Happy_Birthday_Kaito_by_CallMeEpona.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keep on sucking!&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/5827911929335858222-6994669367616172220?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/6994669367616172220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=6994669367616172220' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/6994669367616172220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/6994669367616172220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-entry.html' title='35 Randoms On My Mind'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S4DmGS4D_XI/AAAAAAAACK4/zRe577hyCe8/s72-c/Happy_Birthday_Kaito_by_CallMeEpona.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-5111896275775643624</id><published>2010-02-14T01:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T02:41:56.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gifts From 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:70%;"&gt;Note: Guess what, people? I almost forgot I had a blog until someone said the word "Mahorela" in my presence... Still, Happy Lunar New Year and &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;ingle &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;wareness &lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;ay everyone, what a &lt;strong&gt;SAD&lt;/strong&gt; day. FML.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear readers, it's officially the first day of Chinese New Year and you people sure know what I'm gonna talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you guessed it. I'm gonna talk about what happened during last year's Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S3bhE9CzzMI/AAAAAAAACJg/MrgsebNOSbc/s1600-h/TanglinMallChristmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S3bhE9CzzMI/AAAAAAAACJg/MrgsebNOSbc/s400/TanglinMallChristmas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437781075318525122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, last year's Christmas was epic. It was the Christmas among all the other Christmas(es) which I had received the most number of gifts from my beloveds. Thanks for spreading the joy of giving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some were simple and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S3biYQg0J7I/AAAAAAAACJo/MsPunFszXqo/s1600-h/IMG_0585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S3biYQg0J7I/AAAAAAAACJo/MsPunFszXqo/s400/IMG_0585.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437782506473793458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some were mystical and glowy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S3biY7xVynI/AAAAAAAACJw/sSW73aTOGIs/s1600-h/IMG_0590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S3biY7xVynI/AAAAAAAACJw/sSW73aTOGIs/s400/IMG_0590.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437782518085831282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some were extravagant and luxurious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S3biZYwaoII/AAAAAAAACJ4/36OY-90qERk/s1600-h/IMG_0591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S3biZYwaoII/AAAAAAAACJ4/36OY-90qERk/s400/IMG_0591.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437782525866582146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some were useful and practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S3bk_N76pmI/AAAAAAAACKA/-wNcJHbMRv8/s1600-h/IMG_0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S3bk_N76pmI/AAAAAAAACKA/-wNcJHbMRv8/s400/IMG_0595.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437785374820312674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some were... exceptional and outstanding(no pun intended).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S3bn_-ulRrI/AAAAAAAACKY/JaPHFnGI0Y4/s1600-h/IMG_0615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S3bn_-ulRrI/AAAAAAAACKY/JaPHFnGI0Y4/s400/IMG_0615.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437788686452606642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I say "some", I meant some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S3bk_lNJzxI/AAAAAAAACKI/49uyb8eNNdc/s1600-h/IMG_0596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S3bk_lNJzxI/AAAAAAAACKI/49uyb8eNNdc/s400/IMG_0596.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437785381066624786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a grand total of 3 assholes who gave me condoms as my Christmas gift for 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dudes, when you present such gifts to innocent, innocent me, I've no idea how could I put it to good use. I can use them as how I suppose they're used in my purest mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S3bqWDcCM9I/AAAAAAAACKg/cYX9Z3vk5ic/s1600-h/condom-being-inflated-over-mans-head-ANON.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S3bqWDcCM9I/AAAAAAAACKg/cYX9Z3vk5ic/s400/condom-being-inflated-over-mans-head-ANON.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437791264697365458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my mum's gonna love these shower caps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still kinda curious on how exactly these condoms look like as I've never seen one in my life ever before. Ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S3bk_yqEKkI/AAAAAAAACKQ/Ga7riSi12Rw/s1600-h/IMG_0609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S3bk_yqEKkI/AAAAAAAACKQ/Ga7riSi12Rw/s400/IMG_0609.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437785384677550658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for spreading the &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;, guys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I opened the biggest box and took a peep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S3br4LqnMrI/AAAAAAAACKo/NM_BRbM5RuM/s1600-h/IMG_0599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S3br4LqnMrI/AAAAAAAACKo/NM_BRbM5RuM/s400/IMG_0599.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437792950533173938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing too interesting though, looks just like packaged candies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why's there only 6 of them? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't there be 12 of it as stated in the package?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S3buBou-LUI/AAAAAAAACKw/DsreXSeOtgw/s1600-h/IaMG_0601.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S3buBou-LUI/AAAAAAAACKw/DsreXSeOtgw/s400/IaMG_0601.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437795311978163522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me used condoms. THANK YOU HOR, GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today happens to be Valentine's Day, who needs free condoms? Oh, it's Lunar New Year too? Forget it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-5111896275775643624?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/5111896275775643624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=5111896275775643624' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5111896275775643624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5111896275775643624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/02/gifts-from-09.html' title='Gifts From 09'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S3bhE9CzzMI/AAAAAAAACJg/MrgsebNOSbc/s72-c/TanglinMallChristmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-2468397317414767760</id><published>2010-02-04T03:12:00.029+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T11:40:20.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Channel 8 Vivo Countdown Party 2010 (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;Whispers: The unspoken rule that kept you and I apart even when your life is in danger. Wish you well.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm dedicating this post to all you buggers out there who shall no longer be a civilian for the next two years, starting this Friday. Don't die inside hor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;To reflect upon my &lt;a href="http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2010/01/channel-8-vivo-countdown-party-2010.html"&gt;previous entry&lt;/a&gt;, I felt really bad. Mediacorp artists are no professional dancers afterall and I should not have been so critical towards their dance moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They dance bad and that's a fact. But speaking about professionalism, wouldn't those backup dancers they hired, dance better? Let's take that guy who danced while Fann Wong was singing as an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His dance moves were sleek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2RMi9gNQTI/AAAAAAAACF4/jqHjU-O1kyg/s1600-h/fann+epic+bowl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432551214024573234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2RMi9gNQTI/AAAAAAAACF4/jqHjU-O1kyg/s400/fann+epic+bowl.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Bowling Dance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He started off spinning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2RbsiW3fqI/AAAAAAAACGY/YGjT1oTg0Nw/s1600-h/fann+spin+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432567871210749602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2RbsiW3fqI/AAAAAAAACGY/YGjT1oTg0Nw/s400/fann+spin+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he spins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2Rcu_Ma2CI/AAAAAAAACGo/iQq1FhTNI9M/s1600-h/fann+spin+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432569012822923298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2Rcu_Ma2CI/AAAAAAAACGo/iQq1FhTNI9M/s400/fann+spin+3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and spins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2RdJvFHhTI/AAAAAAAACGw/I0fwPudh4v0/s1600-h/fann+spin+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432569472353797426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2RdJvFHhTI/AAAAAAAACGw/I0fwPudh4v0/s400/fann+spin+4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and spins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2Rd_DqaODI/AAAAAAAACHA/ZSDtxJv8hdI/s1600-h/fann+spin+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432570388411988018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2Rd_DqaODI/AAAAAAAACHA/ZSDtxJv8hdI/s400/fann+spin+6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ooops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2Rw-OO5_lI/AAAAAAAACIo/vKvVy4aAE0A/s1600-h/fann+epic+fall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432591264790478418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2Rw-OO5_lI/AAAAAAAACIo/vKvVy4aAE0A/s400/fann+epic+fall.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope nobody saw that as he quickly &lt;s&gt;and clumsily&lt;/s&gt; regained his position, pretending as though nothing ever happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2R8MGn1vmI/AAAAAAAACIw/J3N9Gd9k5JI/s1600-h/IMG_1113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432603597893647970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2R8MGn1vmI/AAAAAAAACIw/J3N9Gd9k5JI/s400/IMG_1113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he continued to spin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2RniMrlCuI/AAAAAAAACII/9HyhwtvhIkM/s1600-h/IMG_1120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432580887732882146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2RniMrlCuI/AAAAAAAACII/9HyhwtvhIkM/s400/IMG_1120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and spin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2RmnJXhmsI/AAAAAAAACH4/Zu1-oo_0aR8/s1600-h/IMG_1116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432579873231182530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2RmnJXhmsI/AAAAAAAACH4/Zu1-oo_0aR8/s400/IMG_1116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly, he ran towards Fann Wong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2RqEp3DZXI/AAAAAAAACIg/9-82BLxolSQ/s1600-h/IMG_1137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432583678704444786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2RqEp3DZXI/AAAAAAAACIg/9-82BLxolSQ/s400/IMG_1137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Make Animated Gifs Online" href="http://www.makeagif.com/IsHbqV"&gt;&lt;img alt="Gif Created on Make A Gif" src="http://www.makeagif.com/media/1-05-2010/IsHbqV.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HUMP HER?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait! No, it isn't just any humping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the legendary &lt;em&gt;1000 Year Heavenly Peacock Hump Fire Phoenix Sacred Dance&lt;/em&gt;?! Oh mi gosh, it's been lost in the Jiang Hu for so many years! Damn, nobody can beat this master, EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2RajB2DDFI/AAAAAAAACGI/TXmoZne-ZzM/s1600-h/fann+epic+jump.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432566608352709714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2RajB2DDFI/AAAAAAAACGI/TXmoZne-ZzM/s400/fann+epic+jump.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:70;"&gt;After performing the legendary dance move on Fann Wong, he is now using his Qing Gong to literally, jump over the moon in celebration of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, this guy, power. Must make him my Shifu. This is precisely what what I love about Channel 8 Countdown Parties, every year also got Crouching Tigers Hidden Dragons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, remember my tickets for the 2011 countdown!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-2468397317414767760?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/2468397317414767760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=2468397317414767760' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/2468397317414767760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/2468397317414767760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2007/12/channel-8-vivo-countdown-party-2010.html' title='Channel 8 Vivo Countdown Party 2010 (Part 2)'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2RMi9gNQTI/AAAAAAAACF4/jqHjU-O1kyg/s72-c/fann+epic+bowl.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-4330772613706713465</id><published>2010-02-01T18:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T18:52:25.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st of February</title><content type='html'>Today is the day thou art borned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2aq4AVAIGI/AAAAAAAACI4/iH3l5wkCPTE/s1600-h/21059_302706076328_555076328_4945117_7285431_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433217879606567010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2aq4AVAIGI/AAAAAAAACI4/iH3l5wkCPTE/s400/21059_302706076328_555076328_4945117_7285431_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Slim-10 Pig, 7 years of knowing and going strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:65%;"&gt;Randomness: The venom you've injected me with, nobody's sicker than I am. You don't know how much this hatred runs deep in my veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-4330772613706713465?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/4330772613706713465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=4330772613706713465' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/4330772613706713465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/4330772613706713465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2010/02/1st-of-february.html' title='1st of February'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2aq4AVAIGI/AAAAAAAACI4/iH3l5wkCPTE/s72-c/21059_302706076328_555076328_4945117_7285431_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-3628654122393486592</id><published>2010-01-27T23:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T23:41:15.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paramedic Win</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2BcgROtN_I/AAAAAAAACFg/VX4e-cjMaxg/s1600-h/Photo-0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2BcgROtN_I/AAAAAAAACFg/VX4e-cjMaxg/s400/Photo-0113.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431442860059473906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww, that's sad. Hope she's fine. I'm glad the paramedics came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2BcghoTkeI/AAAAAAAACFo/pzoeKPIGTfg/s1600-h/Photo-0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2BcghoTkeI/AAAAAAAACFo/pzoeKPIGTfg/s400/Photo-0114.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431442864461812194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, was Ms Paramedic smiling to the camera?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2Bcg2XWuMI/AAAAAAAACFw/1G9qLr5etZ0/s1600-h/Photo-0115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2Bcg2XWuMI/AAAAAAAACFw/1G9qLr5etZ0/s400/Photo-0115.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431442870027860162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Say Cheese&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, she was. She's smiling when there's a paralyzed woman stuck with dead brother for 2 days in Beach Road flat as she was lying helplessly as he rots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emergency rescue 995 for the win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-3628654122393486592?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/3628654122393486592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=3628654122393486592' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/3628654122393486592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/3628654122393486592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2010/01/paramedic-win.html' title='Paramedic Win'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S2BcgROtN_I/AAAAAAAACFg/VX4e-cjMaxg/s72-c/Photo-0113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-7782216586344614188</id><published>2010-01-17T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T22:06:00.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seasons of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:55%;"&gt;At the dusk of a fevered Summer,&lt;br /&gt;The inferno metastasize its craving of realization&lt;br /&gt;Towards the mortal's mortality.&lt;br /&gt;But the time isn't up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling leaves of the Autumn&lt;br /&gt;Sheds off every drop of spirit from his good.&lt;br /&gt;The tune fades,&lt;br /&gt;Ryhming along with his weary soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter is here.&lt;br /&gt;All is pale and cold&lt;br /&gt;As his lifeless body stays azoic on his cot,&lt;br /&gt;Barren as the fresh icy field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring interrupts and she&lt;br /&gt;Grooms and blooms her pinker roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:65%;"&gt;He hovered outisde the window, I should have waved and said "Hello".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asides:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S1MU9M5_ciI/AAAAAAAACFI/WZ6SqBo_MiU/s1600-h/together.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427705017580614178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S1MU9M5_ciI/AAAAAAAACFI/WZ6SqBo_MiU/s400/together.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As bad as the review goes around about this Mediacorp drama series, I actually kind of enjoyed watched "Together". Everybody's complaining about the lack of plot and that the story only focuses on the love triangle of the female protagonist. But that's exactly what I like about the show, a good old love story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like when everybody ask me which was my favourite Final Fantasy in the franchise. It's definitely Final Fantasy VIII.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S1MWtdC1d_I/AAAAAAAACFQ/QcDJfs4iqyQ/s1600-h/final_fantasy_8_ntsc-front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 374px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427706946058024946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S1MWtdC1d_I/AAAAAAAACFQ/QcDJfs4iqyQ/s400/final_fantasy_8_ntsc-front.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What beats a romantic storyline with cool characters in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S1MXjyT-x0I/AAAAAAAACFY/-jrkKBoABU8/s1600-h/Final-Fantasy-X-Night-Sky-881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427707879480018754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S1MXjyT-x0I/AAAAAAAACFY/-jrkKBoABU8/s400/Final-Fantasy-X-Night-Sky-881.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a more romantic and tragic storyline with cooler characters, grahics, BGMs, and game control. And I like Final Fantasy X too, cause... of the obvious mentioned reasons. But anything with a good love story never fails to buy me over, no matter how epic fail other factors were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a sucker for romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:65%;"&gt;So much that it's affecting my judgement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-7782216586344614188?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/7782216586344614188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=7782216586344614188' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/7782216586344614188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/7782216586344614188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2008/06/seasons-of-life.html' title='Seasons of Life'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S1MU9M5_ciI/AAAAAAAACFI/WZ6SqBo_MiU/s72-c/together.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-5287217800236574728</id><published>2010-01-15T00:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T01:15:31.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels</title><content type='html'>A few days ago, there was this woman who walked up to me at a bus station and told me "I see your Guardian Angel is right behind you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's either a Christian woman with magical abilities or a crazy bitch. She sounds like the former but makes me think that she is the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guardian Angel? Hm, I don't know about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only Angels I believe in are these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S09FSEqZaUI/AAAAAAAACE4/VNX6uflB0FY/s1600-h/gae_mavc_anunciovictoriassecret.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S09FSEqZaUI/AAAAAAAACE4/VNX6uflB0FY/s400/gae_mavc_anunciovictoriassecret.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426632252796266818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Victoria's Secret Angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S09GdrmXmeI/AAAAAAAACFA/jZ_4QcUD2bU/s1600-h/adriana1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S09GdrmXmeI/AAAAAAAACFA/jZ_4QcUD2bU/s400/adriana1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426633551738542562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always been there for me during every Victoria's Secret Fashion Show since 1999.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-5287217800236574728?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/5287217800236574728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=5287217800236574728' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5287217800236574728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5287217800236574728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2010/01/angels.html' title='Angels'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S09FSEqZaUI/AAAAAAAACE4/VNX6uflB0FY/s72-c/gae_mavc_anunciovictoriassecret.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-8197589159976441947</id><published>2010-01-08T23:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T00:25:42.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight Saga: New Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;Asides: You have my name, now you have him. Take him away from me, take him. One day, someone's gonna repeat that on you. To God I swear that my conscience is clear, at least till today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late review of the "Twilight Saga: New Moon".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0dZAse8dFI/AAAAAAAACEw/IDby-blM6nI/s1600-h/lll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0dZAse8dFI/AAAAAAAACEw/IDby-blM6nI/s400/lll.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424402144666874962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An excellent film.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-8197589159976441947?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/8197589159976441947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=8197589159976441947' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/8197589159976441947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/8197589159976441947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2010/01/twilight-saga-new-moon.html' title='Twilight Saga: New Moon'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0dZAse8dFI/AAAAAAAACEw/IDby-blM6nI/s72-c/lll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-5937407152415968454</id><published>2010-01-05T23:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T00:31:14.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Channel 8 Vivo Countdown Party 2010</title><content type='html'>This year, I went to the &lt;a href="http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/01/channel-8-vivo-countdown-party-2009.html"&gt;same countdown party I did a year before&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0Lcf8RsgSI/AAAAAAAACB4/hoNDzz26anE/s1600-h/Channel+8+Vivo+Countdown+Party+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0Lcf8RsgSI/AAAAAAAACB4/hoNDzz26anE/s400/Channel+8+Vivo+Countdown+Party+2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423139342621901090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Mediacorp read my entry for the previous year's countdown cause sadly enough, Ch** By 2 didn't turn up for this year's event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0MfulqUpbI/AAAAAAAACDg/-TAAgaQQoEI/s1600-h/cby2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0MfulqUpbI/AAAAAAAACDg/-TAAgaQQoEI/s400/cby2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423213261528278450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lucky for us, it didn't make much difference. At the beginning, the audience were all &lt;s&gt;forced&lt;/s&gt; encouraged to stand up and join in and learn the "Sorry Sorry" dance. And they got two cute guys to teach us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0LrXs8703I/AAAAAAAACCA/ItFOfzLjMr8/s1600-h/IMG_0653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0LrXs8703I/AAAAAAAACCA/ItFOfzLjMr8/s400/IMG_0653.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423155693743756146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofourse, my friend and I guai lan, never join in. But , there was this super enthusiastic uncle that got a little too excited till the PRC infront also cannot tahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0McfHcCb0I/AAAAAAAACDA/-lAIdEerP3s/s1600-h/wtf+prc+dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0McfHcCb0I/AAAAAAAACDA/-lAIdEerP3s/s400/wtf+prc+dance.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423209697182379842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This made us feel so embarassed, not only embarassed for him but for our own unenthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the real show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0LsoZFqBPI/AAAAAAAACCI/LJzVfKnTdmo/s1600-h/hot+girls+dancing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0LsoZFqBPI/AAAAAAAACCI/LJzVfKnTdmo/s400/hot+girls+dancing.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423157079981032690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hot girls dancing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0Lso0sSOUI/AAAAAAAACCQ/_-wEPfnJEVo/s1600-h/lucify+and+sly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0Lso0sSOUI/AAAAAAAACCQ/_-wEPfnJEVo/s400/lucify+and+sly.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423157087390808386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My favourite Singapore band, Lucify performing. Oh wait, is he wearing a skirt and leggings?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0LspJJGeBI/AAAAAAAACCY/fuFYaW6ZupY/s1600-h/oompa+loompa+girls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0LspJJGeBI/AAAAAAAACCY/fuFYaW6ZupY/s400/oompa+loompa+girls.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423157092880381970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WTF?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even manage to invite the Oompa Loompa from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory to perform here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0Mf68iGUqI/AAAAAAAACDo/aLDJwPKU94w/s1600-h/oompa+loompa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0Mf68iGUqI/AAAAAAAACDo/aLDJwPKU94w/s400/oompa+loompa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423213473826230946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0MmzwJU6uI/AAAAAAAACDw/AVpLehHvx7A/s1600-h/scary+oompa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0MmzwJU6uI/AAAAAAAACDw/AVpLehHvx7A/s400/scary+oompa.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423221046823414498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes my hair stand to watch them dance. So freaking creepy. A relief that it was over fast. The beginning of the real excitment came in when I thought I was watching 黄金年华(Golden Age). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0MYB3QsxpI/AAAAAAAACCw/LEI6lVPUvIw/s1600-h/ga+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0MYB3QsxpI/AAAAAAAACCw/LEI6lVPUvIw/s400/ga+3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423204796577138322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wosh. Their dance move totally blew me away. So "in", so stylo, so fashion! But seriously, I think this was the performance that garnered the most cheers and applause from the audience. No joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0MdoaYvvhI/AAAAAAAACDY/a-QTaI-3VAY/s1600-h/ga+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0MdoaYvvhI/AAAAAAAACDY/a-QTaI-3VAY/s400/ga+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423210956399296018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0Mdn1o1qiI/AAAAAAAACDQ/FhylHF2Z-aw/s1600-h/ga+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0Mdn1o1qiI/AAAAAAAACDQ/FhylHF2Z-aw/s400/ga+4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423210946534681122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0MdnQSgvRI/AAAAAAAACDI/nmbM7_jRcEo/s1600-h/ga+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0MdnQSgvRI/AAAAAAAACDI/nmbM7_jRcEo/s400/ga+5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423210936508923154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Retro is the new black.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really think the people at Mediacorp read last year's entry cause this year, I couldn't find anything to poke fun of at all. Like you see Jeanette Au, her dance moves were great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0MnzDyCe5I/AAAAAAAACEA/izKzWHKsmao/s1600-h/epic+jean+11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0MnzDyCe5I/AAAAAAAACEA/izKzWHKsmao/s400/epic+jean+11.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423222134426205074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0MnymccAtI/AAAAAAAACD4/FOiytqmOPK0/s1600-h/epic+jean+13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0MnymccAtI/AAAAAAAACD4/FOiytqmOPK0/s400/epic+jean+13.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423222126550975186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elegant dance move, super elegant. But I think she needs a better batch of backup dancers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0NkSwXG0dI/AAAAAAAACEI/Pw69j9hh1rA/s1600-h/epic+jean+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0NkSwXG0dI/AAAAAAAACEI/Pw69j9hh1rA/s400/epic+jean+8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423288649666449874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0NkTWhqBDI/AAAAAAAACEQ/ub3fhA12NZU/s1600-h/epic+jean+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0NkTWhqBDI/AAAAAAAACEQ/ub3fhA12NZU/s400/epic+jean+7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423288659911246898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0NkT6kaEtI/AAAAAAAACEY/dx2GXhgtJIo/s1600-h/jean+tai+chi+fan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0NkT6kaEtI/AAAAAAAACEY/dx2GXhgtJIo/s400/jean+tai+chi+fan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423288669586461394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0NkUfWaA9I/AAAAAAAACEg/Ai40Cj0o9Dg/s1600-h/epic+jean+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0NkUfWaA9I/AAAAAAAACEg/Ai40Cj0o9Dg/s400/epic+jean+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423288679459849170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, my Grandma could take the role and she's hotter than Jeanette Au.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next performance... Oh wait, I think I haven't finish my homework yet. Blog to you another day then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-5937407152415968454?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/5937407152415968454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=5937407152415968454' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5937407152415968454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5937407152415968454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2010/01/channel-8-vivo-countdown-party-2010.html' title='Channel 8 Vivo Countdown Party 2010'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/S0Lcf8RsgSI/AAAAAAAACB4/hoNDzz26anE/s72-c/Channel+8+Vivo+Countdown+Party+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-623652907791169318</id><published>2010-01-01T13:36:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T15:30:14.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0910</title><content type='html'>2009, a year which a series of unfortunate events occured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, it was those rare TV shows that I really cared for got cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SwuQhL--ZJI/AAAAAAAAB8M/3I_H2nVefIg/s1600/Pushing+Daisies+Cancelled!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407574677415421074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SwuQhL--ZJI/AAAAAAAAB8M/3I_H2nVefIg/s400/Pushing+Daisies+Cancelled!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pushing Daisies, Season 2, cancelled!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SwuSXGamRgI/AAAAAAAAB8U/UIP8ja9j--U/s1600/MADtv+Cancelled!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407576703145231874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SwuSXGamRgI/AAAAAAAAB8U/UIP8ja9j--U/s400/MADtv+Cancelled!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;MADtv Season 14, cancelled&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, of 10 movies I watched, 6 was bad... or gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Szw9GlSIK1I/AAAAAAAAB_s/WzIHUe1KaeA/s1600-h/orphan-2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 269px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421275234743888722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Szw9GlSIK1I/AAAAAAAAB_s/WzIHUe1KaeA/s400/orphan-2009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Szw9GT5gdkI/AAAAAAAAB_k/HxvbdiLbkmw/s1600-h/dance_flick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 271px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421275230077220418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Szw9GT5gdkI/AAAAAAAAB_k/HxvbdiLbkmw/s400/dance_flick.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Szw-WaAW6NI/AAAAAAAAB_8/Cz8GHD2_Lds/s1600-h/sing-to-the-dawn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 285px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421276606106101970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Szw-WaAW6NI/AAAAAAAAB_8/Cz8GHD2_Lds/s400/sing-to-the-dawn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sz2idiqWOeI/AAAAAAAACA8/6VTUf8I16jE/s1600-h/alvin-squeakuel-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 270px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421668154828274146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sz2idiqWOeI/AAAAAAAACA8/6VTUf8I16jE/s400/alvin-squeakuel-poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Szw-W50J6hI/AAAAAAAACAE/oJg4NP6lPUM/s1600-h/dragonball_evolution.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 270px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421276614644853266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Szw-W50J6hI/AAAAAAAACAE/oJg4NP6lPUM/s400/dragonball_evolution.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guys playing with balls? Oh, please.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King of Pop died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sz0ZQX7BZOI/AAAAAAAACAc/xnwfuFTuqx4/s1600-h/Michael-Jackson-Death-Pictures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 352px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421517295514117346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sz0ZQX7BZOI/AAAAAAAACAc/xnwfuFTuqx4/s400/Michael-Jackson-Death-Pictures.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britanny Murphy died at a tender age of 32.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sz0ZQhz_sRI/AAAAAAAACAk/hrsm1HcDEhw/s1600-h/brittany-murphy-crotch-shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421517298169000210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sz0ZQhz_sRI/AAAAAAAACAk/hrsm1HcDEhw/s400/brittany-murphy-crotch-shot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avenged Sevenfold drummer Jimmy 'The Rev' Sullivan died damn abruptly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sz0ZQx92oEI/AAAAAAAACAs/HTIC02DQfqk/s1600-h/00011296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 265px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421517302505316418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sz0ZQx92oEI/AAAAAAAACAs/HTIC02DQfqk/s400/00011296.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy who made me buy my "Oxiclean" even when I clearly know I don't need it, died too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sz0ZRUWcNJI/AAAAAAAACA0/rTbVPTACSV4/s1600-h/billy-mays-killed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421517311735248018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sz0ZRUWcNJI/AAAAAAAACA0/rTbVPTACSV4/s400/billy-mays-killed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not just about celebrity deaths but, 2009 was also a really bad year for me. Personally, 2009 sucks. If you asked me what's good about 09, I really can't think of anything to list. Perhaps it's the 3Rs: Revealation, Reconciliation and Renunciation. But still, they're bad in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fcuk you, 2009. Really, fcuk you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My New Year Resolutions for 2010? I don't know, probably to go home before 3am every Friday and Saturday? Eat only 3 meals a day with more consumption of vegetables? Don't be too emotional in certain issues which deserves none of it? Move on and not to dwell on the past? Or not to shut myself from the world when I'm workin on a project?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I know. What I probably need is less screw-ups. Dear God, if you're reading this, please do take note that I've only got a very simple resolution for 2010: Less drama in my life, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, 2010 and Happy New Year to all my readers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The other people can go fcuk yourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-623652907791169318?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/623652907791169318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=623652907791169318' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/623652907791169318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/623652907791169318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2010/01/0910.html' title='0910'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SwuQhL--ZJI/AAAAAAAAB8M/3I_H2nVefIg/s72-c/Pushing+Daisies+Cancelled!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-8538992118495430729</id><published>2009-12-26T12:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T01:23:53.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Festive Season</title><content type='html'>Happy, Merry Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, Boxing Day to all my biatches out there(damn, boy, you making me talking like a ghetto biatch now)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just to thank those people that made this festive celebration possible. Well, this Christmas felt kind of "hmmm". There was fun, certainly there was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not everything was planned beforehand and some events just went out of hands, and a little messy to be precise. But well, Buck said that we all have to accept the changing times around us and that every Christmas will make everyone feel different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed Buck, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far in my life, I would say that this Christmas is the most random Christmas EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. Updates up in a few days' time, I'm having a reeeeaaaaaally bad hangover now. Merry X'mas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-8538992118495430729?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/8538992118495430729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=8538992118495430729' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/8538992118495430729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/8538992118495430729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/12/festive-season.html' title='Festive Season'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-2153244767459563871</id><published>2009-12-22T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T00:23:48.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho Ho Whore</title><content type='html'>Raves after raves, parties after parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sy-f2a-Q_7I/AAAAAAAAB_E/EBL8-vG9ZuQ/s1600-h/IMG_9571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sy-f2a-Q_7I/AAAAAAAAB_E/EBL8-vG9ZuQ/s400/IMG_9571.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417724634052231090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hole you've punched through my chest, I'm just trying to fill it up with false indulgences.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-2153244767459563871?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/2153244767459563871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=2153244767459563871' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/2153244767459563871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/2153244767459563871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/12/ho-ho-whore.html' title='Ho Ho Whore'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sy-f2a-Q_7I/AAAAAAAAB_E/EBL8-vG9ZuQ/s72-c/IMG_9571.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-4239665343956927160</id><published>2009-12-19T13:39:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T14:22:49.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron Man 2 Official Trailer</title><content type='html'>Have you seen this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/siQgD9qOhRs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/siQgD9qOhRs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah. You cannot imagine the excitment in me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SyxvBT41EnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/5E2L9nFh4WI/s1600-h/zz693629dc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SyxvBT41EnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/5E2L9nFh4WI/s400/zz693629dc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416826520129049202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iron Man/Tony Stark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Syxp644QOFI/AAAAAAAAB-0/7Wul92av9MA/s1600-h/mickey-rourke-iron-man-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Syxp644QOFI/AAAAAAAAB-0/7Wul92av9MA/s400/mickey-rourke-iron-man-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416820912241522770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blacklash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Syxp6U-N0yI/AAAAAAAAB-s/KQpzaaN2Tz4/s1600-h/Iron-man-2-20090115-nick-fury-samue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Syxp6U-N0yI/AAAAAAAAB-s/KQpzaaN2Tz4/s400/Iron-man-2-20090115-nick-fury-samue.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416820902602855202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick Fury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Syxp514wJVI/AAAAAAAAB-k/5HywlYa39F8/s1600-h/iron_man_2_scarlet_black_widow1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 397px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Syxp514wJVI/AAAAAAAAB-k/5HywlYa39F8/s400/iron_man_2_scarlet_black_widow1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416820894258439506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Widow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SyxnyftT4oI/AAAAAAAAB-c/scEeBgNbmAs/s1600-h/ironmanwarmachinelarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SyxnyftT4oI/AAAAAAAAB-c/scEeBgNbmAs/s400/ironmanwarmachinelarge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416818569022530178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAR MACHINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG! Iron Man 2, out in 2010, who's in with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-4239665343956927160?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/4239665343956927160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=4239665343956927160' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/4239665343956927160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/4239665343956927160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/12/iron-man-2-official-trailer.html' title='Iron Man 2 Official Trailer'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SyxvBT41EnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/5E2L9nFh4WI/s72-c/zz693629dc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-5227012261306345258</id><published>2009-12-13T14:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T16:09:19.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Count Down to Term Break</title><content type='html'>Today is day 6. Mans that I will have to live pass 5 more days to term break. Whenever there's a term break, what comes before is that pile of projects laying on my desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes. I've been procrasinating and I'm not ashamed of it. Not that I'm proud but just that, who doesn't? Maybe a workaholic. I'm not one, so I procrasinate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just wanna thanks those around me for their kind understanding and support. Here's a list of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one that provides - Giver&lt;br /&gt;The one who is physically abused - Punch Bag&lt;br /&gt;The one who is physically abused and verbally abused - Victim&lt;br /&gt;The one that hears rants -  Shoutout Box&lt;br /&gt;The one that hugs - Huggies&lt;br /&gt;The one that "settles" issues - Fighter&lt;br /&gt;The one that settles issues - Solver&lt;br /&gt;The ones that always leave comments - Commenters&lt;br /&gt;The one that eats dinner with me - Diner&lt;br /&gt;The ones that drink with me every Friday - Friday Concluders&lt;br /&gt;The ones that always encourage me on MSN - Inspirational Spammers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I missed a few, sorry. But don't worry, deep in my heart I still thank you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post has got nothing entertaining to provide. Make do with these videos I found while procrasinating:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2vw5roem1A0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2vw5roem1A0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XrAuEZwqR0o&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XrAuEZwqR0o&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NHw77wCEA_0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NHw77wCEA_0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll try getting back to work now. Try is the keyword.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. One of my top commenter has gone to Japan, don't forget to bring me back my Japanese boyfriend. Have fun~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-5227012261306345258?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/5227012261306345258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=5227012261306345258' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5227012261306345258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5227012261306345258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/12/count-down-to-term-break.html' title='Count Down to Term Break'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-3901828224224447250</id><published>2009-12-06T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T18:56:11.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye My Lover</title><content type='html'>It's been only a while since we've got together but it had to end so soon. Before I finally let you go, there are things I would like you to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first instance of meeting you, I knew I was in love. Every little thing about you seems like what I've always dreamt of and wanted. You were the perfect one for me. And I admired you secretly from afar for about a month until you officially became mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things went on fine during the beginning. I was really, really happy with you by my side. I know that you've even saved every traces of our happy moments in your memory. Everything went on fine. But happiness is never lasting, you started my days of nightmare soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what had gotten into you but, you started having your violent mood swings, shutting me out of your world. Even if you were to respond to me, it took you a long time to do so. Sometimes, I don't even have enough time to finish my last sentence and you hung up on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you tried avoiding me, baby. I know you did. I called and I can never get through you. Your line is always unavailable. You told me it was bad reception, but I don't think so. The problem lies with you, not the network.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Worst of all,not even messaging works. My SMSes too, can never get through you. Even if they were to get through you, you never replied. You even lied that you've replied, but nothing came. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why do you have to lie about these small little things. Guess I had made the wrong choice in the beginning for ever choosing you among all your rivals. I don't know how you feel about me right now, but I know I didn't do you any wrong. Maybe I was a little too harsh on you at times, but I never mean to, they were just accidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hasn't been long since we've met but, there are so many times you brought me to my knees, eyes filled with tears and mouth hurling vulgarities.It felt really bad and don't look too pretty either. You had even paralyzed my social life. But now it's time that we part and I have to say goodbye. Goodbye my love, you're not good enough for me and I'm leaving you for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean you're not the only one out there, don't think I'd not survive without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SwVjbjbGSWI/AAAAAAAAB7k/cGI-ojZKWqg/s1600/renoir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SwVjbjbGSWI/AAAAAAAAB7k/cGI-ojZKWqg/s400/renoir.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405836252744665442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye LG Renoir KC 910, you were never meant for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I found someone better than you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-3901828224224447250?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/3901828224224447250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=3901828224224447250' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/3901828224224447250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/3901828224224447250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye-my-lover.html' title='Goodbye My Lover'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SwVjbjbGSWI/AAAAAAAAB7k/cGI-ojZKWqg/s72-c/renoir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-2219445791898202183</id><published>2009-12-02T15:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T15:43:00.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chibi Neko</title><content type='html'>Now all I live for in life, are simple pleasures like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Bmhjf0rKe8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Bmhjf0rKe8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little sip of happiness a day, keeps depression away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-2219445791898202183?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/2219445791898202183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=2219445791898202183' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/2219445791898202183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/2219445791898202183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/12/chibi-neko.html' title='Chibi Neko'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-8165746301875918649</id><published>2009-11-28T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T01:58:41.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know I said no updates, but I had to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving was yesterday. It's been 4 straight years since I've last celebrated Thanksgiving. I miss the people I used to celebrate my every Thanksgiving with. I wonder how some of you guys are doing. I hope that you guys spent your yesterday well with people you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for me, no. Yesterday and today was the day that I spent wearing super short shorts, tight tube top, walking around places packed with people, giving out flyers, carrying signboards and taking picture with horny men that likes wrapping their arms around you. Okay, maybe that last one didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SxAHxKkTDxI/AAAAAAAAB9g/07S8Td6eUl0/s1600/Babe7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408831693703548690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SxAHxKkTDxI/AAAAAAAAB9g/07S8Td6eUl0/s400/Babe7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, something like that, minus the big boobies, fair skin, long straight hair and good looks. Oh, and add in thicker makeup. Luckily, I wasn't the only one that formed the CMI team at SITEX 09.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was saying Thanksgiving. According to some website, Thanksgiving is a holiday where "family and friends congregate to catch up, reminisce, tell jokes, share scrumptious food and generally give thanks for all the good things in life" and that was what we used to do back in those days. But sadly enough, Singaporeans don't celebrate Thanksgiving, I doubt they would know what the heck Thanksgiving is before reading this entry and I can even name you at least one person that don't know what the hell is Thanksgiving; LYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular holiday used to be the only chance we had to tell people around us how wonderful they had been and thanking these wonderful people for being there for us all these while. So it's been like, 4 years since I've had the chance to thank people around me. I may not have any turkeys or gifts to celebrate this season but dear all, I would like to thank you guys for so many things in my life like being there for me and cheering me up when I'm down, remembering my birthday, taking time out to watch movies with me, telling me jokes, passing by to say "hi", buying dinner, sending me home, giving advices, just to me on MSN once in a while, bringing medicine to my house when I'm sick and certainly many other stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the things that I've mentioned seems like really small and unimportant stuffs, but these are the exact things which brightens up your everyday life. I wouldn't metion any names in specific because there are just so many occasions that you guys out there made me really glad that I'm still alive. Thanks to you all, it's been a rough year and it was you guys that made it bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-8165746301875918649?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/8165746301875918649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=8165746301875918649' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/8165746301875918649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/8165746301875918649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-2009.html' title='Thanksgiving 2009'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SxAHxKkTDxI/AAAAAAAAB9g/07S8Td6eUl0/s72-c/Babe7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-814438039209105879</id><published>2009-11-26T09:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T11:54:11.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitex 2009</title><content type='html'>Mahorela will be busy working in SITEX 2009 as those girls wearing short skirts, tight tank tops, walking around giving out flyers, carrying signboards and taking picture with horny men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No updates for a few days. Nobody is reading anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I saw a very interesting question at &lt;a href="http://desolationandhell.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gabby's&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;if one day your toys had a life, had a spirit,&lt;br /&gt;what would it say?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think mine is gonna tell me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Stop sliding me into your v*****!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-814438039209105879?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/814438039209105879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=814438039209105879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/814438039209105879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/814438039209105879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/11/sitex-2009.html' title='Sitex 2009'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-567239505174939252</id><published>2009-11-21T03:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T20:06:05.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clubbing</title><content type='html'>My friend requested me to bring her along to club one of these days. And she said she'd bring a friend along. I asked her why. She told me "要学坏，就要带她一起学坏(want learn bad, then must bring her together learn bad)".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy, Edward, ZT, WJ, LX, Vivi, Marie, Shaney, Shawn.N, Jason.P, Jason.F, Ken, Wilson, XY, MJ, Dawson, Nikki, Leon, Shawn.G, Shaun.G, Mr D, Leslie.T, Andrew, Ben.F, Ben.L, HX, Darren, JZ, Gabriel, Tim, Siti, Sara, Mark, Colin and many others, heard that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all going straight down to Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Swgl6HBKfkI/AAAAAAAAB8E/FqvMaSLLNwg/s1600/lunapic_125882538215998_1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Swgl6HBKfkI/AAAAAAAAB8E/FqvMaSLLNwg/s400/lunapic_125882538215998_1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406613032904851010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party in the &lt;s&gt;USA&lt;/s&gt; H.E.L.L.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-567239505174939252?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/567239505174939252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=567239505174939252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/567239505174939252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/567239505174939252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/11/clubbing.html' title='Clubbing'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Swgl6HBKfkI/AAAAAAAAB8E/FqvMaSLLNwg/s72-c/lunapic_125882538215998_1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-2774839621618963930</id><published>2009-11-18T22:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T20:07:29.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jennifer's Body</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SwVarSCehHI/AAAAAAAAB7U/8XnzbT-p76Y/s1600/jennifers-body-poster2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 270px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405826627351250034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SwVarSCehHI/AAAAAAAAB7U/8XnzbT-p76Y/s400/jennifers-body-poster2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I said I won't be watching this movie, but I can't help receiving free tickets to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, watching "Jennifer's Body" as a heterosexual woman is like going through your rites of passage. As much as you're homophobic&lt;s&gt;, you can't help but feel turned on by Megan Fox&lt;/s&gt; Megan Fox is hot, &lt;s&gt;so sexy that it makes me wet&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SwucdkKYfVI/AAAAAAAAB8c/kna2eOgdeYg/s1600/98067_preview-megan-fox-in-jennifers-body.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407587809325776210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SwucdkKYfVI/AAAAAAAAB8c/kna2eOgdeYg/s400/98067_preview-megan-fox-in-jennifers-body.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah baby, I'm so hot, literally.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But guess what, Jennifer's Body is definitely scorring a zero as a horror movie. Not a twee bit of scariness. I mean, how scary can it get if your designated ghost/monster/villian is Megan Fox?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Swuc5fEkj4I/AAAAAAAAB8k/UeCoR8pjM0M/s1600/jenifers-body-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407588288995561346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Swuc5fEkj4I/AAAAAAAAB8k/UeCoR8pjM0M/s400/jenifers-body-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perhaps this was the scariest scene in the whole film.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not even "Jennifer's Body", it's more of like watching "Megan's Body". &lt;s&gt;I'm so turned on again.&lt;/s&gt; No matter how hard she tried to boo, she boos sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Swue1bpzitI/AAAAAAAAB88/ZjSqN-Ge2MM/s1600/megan-fox-jennifers-body-naked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 342px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407590418381769426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Swue1bpzitI/AAAAAAAAB88/ZjSqN-Ge2MM/s400/megan-fox-jennifers-body-naked.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I'm trying to say is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Swufn8gWUnI/AAAAAAAAB9U/7vNWqABhC_c/s1600/jen+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Swufn8gWUnI/AAAAAAAAB9U/7vNWqABhC_c/s400/jen+2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407591286193934962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, it's like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Swue1jR5ayI/AAAAAAAAB9E/0TIAdNwOIt0/s1600/jen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407590420428974882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Swue1jR5ayI/AAAAAAAAB9E/0TIAdNwOIt0/s400/jen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it's so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Swue1CWCTZI/AAAAAAAAB80/qZP3sElflqU/s1600/megan-fox-jennifers-body-naked3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407590411587964306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Swue1CWCTZI/AAAAAAAAB80/qZP3sElflqU/s400/megan-fox-jennifers-body-naked3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, totally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SwudvYdpp1I/AAAAAAAAB8s/39gu2J0_tc4/s1600/jennifers-body.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 271px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407589214934640466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SwudvYdpp1I/AAAAAAAAB8s/39gu2J0_tc4/s400/jennifers-body.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it, definitely watch it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-2774839621618963930?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/2774839621618963930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=2774839621618963930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/2774839621618963930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/2774839621618963930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/11/jennifers-body.html' title='Jennifer&apos;s Body'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SwVarSCehHI/AAAAAAAAB7U/8XnzbT-p76Y/s72-c/jennifers-body-poster2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-3743028647879626570</id><published>2009-11-15T01:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T01:32:15.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride</title><content type='html'>I used to think that pride destroys relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I learnt that not having pride destroys oneself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never beg, never plead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-3743028647879626570?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/3743028647879626570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=3743028647879626570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/3743028647879626570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/3743028647879626570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/11/pride.html' title='Pride'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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-5827911929335858222.post-2808964917101269711</id><published>2009-11-13T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T23:21:09.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Game of Chess</title><content type='html'>Love's like a game of Chess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SwVhLnNtC0I/AAAAAAAAB7c/ngZKK73FObY/s1600/Chess_by_spiderson5000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SwVhLnNtC0I/AAAAAAAAB7c/ngZKK73FObY/s400/Chess_by_spiderson5000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405833779861064514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One wrong move and you'll be checkmated. But all you need to do is remember the rule of the game; it's either you or the other party. People who usually don't abide by the rule will end up losing every pawn that she has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all about victory, baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-2808964917101269711?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/2808964917101269711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=2808964917101269711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/2808964917101269711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/2808964917101269711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/11/game-of-chess.html' title='A Game of Chess'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SwVhLnNtC0I/AAAAAAAAB7c/ngZKK73FObY/s72-c/Chess_by_spiderson5000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-1100179299308621299</id><published>2009-11-12T21:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:27:26.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Gaga</title><content type='html'>I don't like Lady Gaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SwVR95dEo9I/AAAAAAAAB68/_9_CgQYGjv8/s1600/lady-gaga+n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SwVR95dEo9I/AAAAAAAAB68/_9_CgQYGjv8/s400/lady-gaga+n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405817051564778450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing against her music though, but there's just something sinister about her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-1100179299308621299?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/1100179299308621299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=1100179299308621299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/1100179299308621299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/1100179299308621299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/11/lady-gaga.html' title='Lady Gaga'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SwVR95dEo9I/AAAAAAAAB68/_9_CgQYGjv8/s72-c/lady-gaga+n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-9090544501904155209</id><published>2009-11-11T23:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:31:53.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nat Nek</title><content type='html'>Who chum uoy'ev sateddiippot em. Oyu'er tills so neif hilwe M'i dinyig diedsn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, bastard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-9090544501904155209?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/9090544501904155209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=9090544501904155209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/9090544501904155209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/9090544501904155209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/11/ken-tan.html' title='Nat Nek'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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-5827911929335858222.post-3553529654721286475</id><published>2009-11-10T22:34:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T23:16:33.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Matter Over Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SvmDI5jGlKI/AAAAAAAAB60/uciD-H0MWcU/s1600-h/pain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 374px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402493416917865634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SvmDI5jGlKI/AAAAAAAAB60/uciD-H0MWcU/s400/pain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, one can be in so much physcial pain that it antagonizes their mind. Not many people will understand how that feels. You could even go to the extent that you piss off people around you. That's simlpy because your body don't feel good which in turn, makes your head feel worse and eventually, screws up your mind, then you fcuk up everyone around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SvmCmDIVcfI/AAAAAAAAB6s/Y-nCJqszUAc/s1600-h/gggg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402492818194526706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SvmCmDIVcfI/AAAAAAAAB6s/Y-nCJqszUAc/s400/gggg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having Electrolyte imbalance &lt;strong&gt;AND &lt;/strong&gt;Orthostatic hypotensionis at the same time isn't fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SvmBW4BSm9I/AAAAAAAAB6k/9tLZGAuxI2Q/s1600-h/2_1_~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402491458002525138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SvmBW4BSm9I/AAAAAAAAB6k/9tLZGAuxI2Q/s400/2_1_~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just have to learn to co-exist with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-3553529654721286475?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/3553529654721286475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=3553529654721286475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/3553529654721286475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/3553529654721286475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/11/matter-over-mind.html' title='Matter Over Mind'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SvmDI5jGlKI/AAAAAAAAB60/uciD-H0MWcU/s72-c/pain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-3049233226233953150</id><published>2009-11-09T17:44:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T19:24:01.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I've Accomplished Over The Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Svf0KPwRA6I/AAAAAAAAB6c/wNgIpCh9rfc/s1600-h/Zippo_by_TeraRealm256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402054734919041954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Svf0KPwRA6I/AAAAAAAAB6c/wNgIpCh9rfc/s400/Zippo_by_TeraRealm256.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received my first Zippo lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SvfsJrnXxUI/AAAAAAAAB5c/WSyuwdknong/s1600-h/IMG_9184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402045929125037378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SvfsJrnXxUI/AAAAAAAAB5c/WSyuwdknong/s400/IMG_9184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recourse-ed at Canon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SvfytbqOjII/AAAAAAAAB6U/UxuNaZgaebI/s1600-h/singapore_1150470600_dsc04713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402053140387105922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SvfytbqOjII/AAAAAAAAB6U/UxuNaZgaebI/s400/singapore_1150470600_dsc04713.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SvfwYKBbX-I/AAAAAAAAB58/qThqhIfxH5E/s1600-h/IMG_0714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402050575852068834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SvfwYKBbX-I/AAAAAAAAB58/qThqhIfxH5E/s400/IMG_0714.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SvfvdhSQNlI/AAAAAAAAB5s/jfVmZHFIqO4/s1600-h/07-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402049568484374098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SvfvdhSQNlI/AAAAAAAAB5s/jfVmZHFIqO4/s400/07-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danced crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SvfxME-ZNtI/AAAAAAAAB6M/41DMYIxTOII/s1600-h/IMG_9208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402051467850364626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SvfxME-ZNtI/AAAAAAAAB6M/41DMYIxTOII/s400/IMG_9208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bankrupt-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SvfwQ2Y8__I/AAAAAAAAB50/870fZPEgYJk/s1600-h/peanut-butter-chocolate-chip-cookies-1024x576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402050450322948082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SvfwQ2Y8__I/AAAAAAAAB50/870fZPEgYJk/s400/peanut-butter-chocolate-chip-cookies-1024x576.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baked cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Svfwi0vR0DI/AAAAAAAAB6E/2yYNIz2ZcwA/s1600-h/P24-10-09_21.40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402050759117361202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Svfwi0vR0DI/AAAAAAAAB6E/2yYNIz2ZcwA/s400/P24-10-09_21.40.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fed baked cookies to kitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Svfs07EOvyI/AAAAAAAAB5k/0EZYPmgY6_k/s1600-h/IMG_0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402046672006987554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Svfs07EOvyI/AAAAAAAAB5k/0EZYPmgY6_k/s400/IMG_0192.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt like part of Mr L. Tan's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mere weekend has passed and so many happened. Should I be glad that they all did or rather? Things have been rather smooth-sailing and rocky lately. Contradicting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's like, all the good and bad things came charging at me all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm gonna eleborate much on the good cause as I believe, happiness are great memories that should always be kept deep in my heart, at least for some of them. "Mahorea" is afterall, a place where I vent my frustrations at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's been bothering? To begin with, nightmares. But they are too private to be shared here and what else? Men. Or to be more specific, man. But no, nothing seems safe any longer to be shared here. So I wouldn't say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's unremorseful and unapolegetic as can be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-3049233226233953150?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/3049233226233953150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=3049233226233953150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/3049233226233953150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/3049233226233953150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/11/things-ive-accomplished-over-weekend.html' title='Things I&apos;ve Accomplished Over The Weekend'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Svf0KPwRA6I/AAAAAAAAB6c/wNgIpCh9rfc/s72-c/Zippo_by_TeraRealm256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-2172305925193531762</id><published>2009-11-07T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T17:58:07.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying Blog</title><content type='html'>My blog looks dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, it ain't dead yet. It's called dying at this point of the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what this blogger here is doing now is called the B.L.S.S.A.B(pronounced as "blers-saab").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.L.S.S.A.B stands for &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;logging to &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;ife &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;upport &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;ysteming &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; B&lt;/strong&gt;log.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What people do in BLSSAB is to create a very random and unfilling blog entry and post it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate aim is to update the blog and make it not look so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLASSAB mission accomplished.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-2172305925193531762?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/2172305925193531762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=2172305925193531762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/2172305925193531762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/2172305925193531762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/11/dying-blog.html' title='Dying Blog'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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-5827911929335858222.post-5532162769375190000</id><published>2009-10-25T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:03:46.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is "Silent Break"?</title><content type='html'>Today, a friend asked; what's a "silent break"? She had innocently assumed that it was a break that is taken silently without consent and anybody's knowledge, aka "eat snake".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No girl, that's not the silent break we were talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "silent break" is actually a synonym for a "silent breakup". For those who still don't understand the term, it explicitly means a breakup which is initiated silently and without the consent of another party of a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SuRajRMBQqI/AAAAAAAAB40/N6c4w3k-TzY/s1600-h/93c302de61ed3a1122188cf68e07ab45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396537815452435106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SuRajRMBQqI/AAAAAAAAB40/N6c4w3k-TzY/s400/93c302de61ed3a1122188cf68e07ab45.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What goes on in a "silent break" is that the initiating party of the relationship will perform a silent treatment on the receiving party, usually lasting for a week to a month, usually. It is until the receiving party realizes the fact that he or she is being given the silent treatment and will he/she then realize another fact; he/she has just been served a "silent break".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However it times, the silent treatment period may take less than a week to achieve completion. And that in turn, speeds up the silent breakup process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus boys and girls, now you learn a new term; the silent break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-5532162769375190000?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/5532162769375190000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=5532162769375190000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5532162769375190000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5532162769375190000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-is-silent-break.html' title='What is &quot;Silent Break&quot;?'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SuRajRMBQqI/AAAAAAAAB40/N6c4w3k-TzY/s72-c/93c302de61ed3a1122188cf68e07ab45.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-4222614198983751187</id><published>2009-10-21T21:02:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T21:23:11.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At The Moment</title><content type='html'>Life has been smooshed recently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/St8Kym-1EbI/AAAAAAAAB4s/VFl33rBxOX4/s1600-h/n683847090_976708_6991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/St8Kym-1EbI/AAAAAAAAB4s/VFl33rBxOX4/s400/n683847090_976708_6991.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395042743186952626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still have &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;, for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/St8I2IxTFII/AAAAAAAAB4k/thHVGjwxFjY/s1600-h/246069812_fbe7f6af43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/St8I2IxTFII/AAAAAAAAB4k/thHVGjwxFjY/s400/246069812_fbe7f6af43.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395040604773356674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"you"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-4222614198983751187?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/4222614198983751187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=4222614198983751187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/4222614198983751187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/4222614198983751187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/10/at-moment.html' title='At The Moment'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/St8Kym-1EbI/AAAAAAAAB4s/VFl33rBxOX4/s72-c/n683847090_976708_6991.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-7078822926402333959</id><published>2009-10-19T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T20:26:02.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Priorities</title><content type='html'>I'm not the priority in your life, I know. Oh well, go tend to your businesses then. I shall merry on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, my acquaintances do better than you in letting me find solace in them. Dangit, perhaps I made the wrong choice afterall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-7078822926402333959?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/7078822926402333959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=7078822926402333959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/7078822926402333959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/7078822926402333959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/10/priorities.html' title='Priorities'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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-5827911929335858222.post-813603073126324684</id><published>2009-10-18T21:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T22:32:37.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hit-and-Run Vacation</title><content type='html'>Time flies, and my near 3 months vacation is coming to an end tonight. If I were told to give one word to describe this holiday, it would be this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ACCIDENTAL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing went according to plan and I guess there wasn't a plan to begin with. Almost every event that went on during then was accidental. I wouldn't call them surprises though cause a surprise is meant for something pleasant. Neither would I call them &lt;em&gt;dramas&lt;/em&gt; cause those are meant to address negative issues, at least in my contect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To simply put it, this vacation felt like a car accident. Not just any car accident. But a hit-and-run accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I was just standing there, minding my business, expecting nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/StsjpyQ5T_I/AAAAAAAAB4M/VEN44Fm2TXc/s1600-h/stand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393944179480547314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/StsjpyQ5T_I/AAAAAAAAB4M/VEN44Fm2TXc/s400/stand.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, somebody kicked me onto the middle of an expressway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/StsjpQHHtII/AAAAAAAAB38/N6tHbZA-gQ0/s1600-h/kick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393944170312742018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/StsjpQHHtII/AAAAAAAAB38/N6tHbZA-gQ0/s400/kick.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, a car drove into my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Stsjb46zFWI/AAAAAAAAB3s/LVpPjpB7yuo/s1600-h/face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393943940748744034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Stsjb46zFWI/AAAAAAAAB3s/LVpPjpB7yuo/s400/face.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can guess, it ran over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/StskwXzI1rI/AAAAAAAAB4U/olxMIiboPto/s1600-h/langah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393945392147125938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/StskwXzI1rI/AAAAAAAAB4U/olxMIiboPto/s400/langah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it drove off and never came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Stsk1oYJUDI/AAAAAAAAB4c/EXKlzyau_Jg/s1600-h/lie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393945482496659506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Stsk1oYJUDI/AAAAAAAAB4c/EXKlzyau_Jg/s400/lie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that the vacation was as bad as a car accident, it's just that everything happened so fast that I didn't believe it happened and when it's over, it's over too soon. But at least, I knew they happened. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too ready to go back to school though, but I have to, cause the holiday had already sped off. I'll always be waiting for another car to ram over me. And I don't think that car is coming anytime till December.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-813603073126324684?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/813603073126324684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=813603073126324684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/813603073126324684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/813603073126324684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/10/hit-and-run-vacation.html' title='Hit-and-Run Vacation'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/StsjpyQ5T_I/AAAAAAAAB4M/VEN44Fm2TXc/s72-c/stand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-8657564529502158641</id><published>2009-10-13T04:54:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T05:37:18.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Must-watch movies before the holidays end!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Randomness: I miss Wild Boar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dangit, 5 more days left for now. And what better to do than watch movies? Probably hangout with friends, club, bar, play a sport, learn an art, fly kite, picnic, travel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;So many more interesting things to do than "geekily" watch a movie!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, watch movie, best activity to complete when you have no more time left to idle around. Mahorela caught a few movie this month and boy, they were all pretty decent to spectaculate! Here are 3 damn good movie that you should watch before this holiday ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Ugly Truth&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/StOaRbOhLeI/AAAAAAAAB3E/uRmlnhmOEWA/s1600-h/ugly_truth_ver2_xlg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/StOaRbOhLeI/AAAAAAAAB3E/uRmlnhmOEWA/s400/ugly_truth_ver2_xlg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391822803049721314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie stars Spartan guy in "300" and doctor-who-tio-cancer in Grey's Anatomy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To summarize this movie: This is a movie about very short dialogues between characters about sex puns, sex lingos, sex talk and sex itself with a much predictable ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do you even think I like this sort of movies with very shallow moral values? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/StOgshZ_X4I/AAAAAAAAB3c/thXxsvdsOxI/s1600-h/the_ugly_truth_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/StOgshZ_X4I/AAAAAAAAB3c/thXxsvdsOxI/s400/the_ugly_truth_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391829865634684802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The infamous "Remote-controlled Vibrator" scene.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I fcuking love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, "The Ugly Truth" is a pleasantly witty movie about the topic of dating and sex. But don't attempt to watch if you don't know what words like "puns" and "lingos" meant. To simply put it, don't watch it if you speak bad English, you ain't gonna get the jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Accident&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/StOamH_GSpI/AAAAAAAAB3U/7WWyKIeyst8/s1600-h/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/StOamH_GSpI/AAAAAAAAB3U/7WWyKIeyst8/s400/poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391823158662023826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To summarize this movie: A very emo movie with a very emo male lead leading an emo lifestyle of stalking people and suspecting everyone in the block of attempting to murder him. Emo ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't watch "Accident" if you're in a bad mood, psychotic, paranoid or simply, a stalker. If you watch it in a bad mood, it's gonna get worse. If you watch it when you're psychotic, it's gonna get worse. If you watch it when you're paranoid, it's gonna get worse. If you watch it when you're stalking someone, you're gonna get a level up in your stalking skills with newly added stalking methods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/StOhDpNOAOI/AAAAAAAAB3k/cA1L15D4HOI/s1600-h/accident.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/StOhDpNOAOI/AAAAAAAAB3k/cA1L15D4HOI/s400/accident.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391830262865592546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then and again, worth the watch for normal dudes like me. *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Phobia 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/StOalXB3EKI/AAAAAAAAB3M/nffMmQ9QKK0/s1600-h/phobia_2-p1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/StOalXB3EKI/AAAAAAAAB3M/nffMmQ9QKK0/s400/phobia_2-p1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391823145520271522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! I'm not gonna say much about this cause I'm gonna dedicate an entry to it as soon as time allow. But the bottom line is, YOU MUST WATCH PHOBIA 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's goddamn scarier than the first and also, funnier!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-8657564529502158641?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/8657564529502158641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=8657564529502158641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/8657564529502158641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/8657564529502158641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/10/must-watch-movies-before-holidays-end.html' title='Must-watch movies before the holidays end!'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/StOaRbOhLeI/AAAAAAAAB3E/uRmlnhmOEWA/s72-c/ugly_truth_ver2_xlg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-3615783565200395880</id><published>2009-10-11T05:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T05:40:56.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last One Week</title><content type='html'>I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/StD7_D3--CI/AAAAAAAAB28/7sF8d3fO5Hc/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/StD7_D3--CI/AAAAAAAAB28/7sF8d3fO5Hc/s400/5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391085814752933922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when the party is getting started, my time is up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One damn week more and I'm back to ground zero. I just wish that the party had started a little earlier than now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hmmm, the time of its commencement, was it too early? Maybe that's the reason behind why... Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-3615783565200395880?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/3615783565200395880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=3615783565200395880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/3615783565200395880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/3615783565200395880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-one-week.html' title='Last One Week'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/StD7_D3--CI/AAAAAAAAB28/7sF8d3fO5Hc/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-5833263042121630430</id><published>2009-10-02T15:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T18:59:23.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coco Before Chanel</title><content type='html'>THIS IS &lt;strong&gt;NOT &lt;/strong&gt;A MOVIE REVIEW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gotta spell that out loud before I lose half of my readers. But since there's &lt;s&gt;some people&lt;/s&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lag-a-holic.blogspot.com"&gt;a person&lt;/a&gt; who likes my reviews...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SqDJORol3ZI/AAAAAAAABxs/j7RfyGkx21Y/s1600-h/coco+original.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377519202169380242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SqDJORol3ZI/AAAAAAAABxs/j7RfyGkx21Y/s400/coco+original.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a poster of the movie "Coco Before Chanel". The poster looks cool. You see Coco Chanel wearing her million-dollar Ah Ma looking pyjamas, getting ready for bed. Well, nothing's wrong. At least not until I saw this on the papers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Srv5ao6lpYI/AAAAAAAAB2E/o8o3ic8cJuA/s1600-h/IMG_9201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385172015506630018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Srv5ao6lpYI/AAAAAAAAB2E/o8o3ic8cJuA/s400/IMG_9201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh, did you see that? No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Srv7r1oVNZI/AAAAAAAAB2M/rhGpW75Kc08/s1600-h/IMG_9202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385174510000747922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Srv7r1oVNZI/AAAAAAAAB2M/rhGpW75Kc08/s400/IMG_9202.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coco Chanel is holding a pen which looks like a cigar?! What the Hell is wrong with you, MDA! It's okay if you don't wanna let Ms Chanel smoke, but why are you replacing it with a cigar-pen?! Doesn't that beat the purpose of taking the cigarette away? And what the hell can she be doing with a pen when she's going to bed? Well, Mahorela thinks that she have got a better idea than MDA. Don't let Coco hold a thing at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SqDJtFpvsFI/AAAAAAAABx0/UDXQTPYtJK0/s1600-h/coco+no+ciggy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377519731528937554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SqDJtFpvsFI/AAAAAAAABx0/UDXQTPYtJK0/s400/coco+no+ciggy.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, she looks like she's pointing her middle finger. No wonder MDA doesn't leave it that way. See, the gah-men very considerate after all! Let's brain storn what else can she be doing before actual bed time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on Mahorela's experience, a few things can happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, she can be listening to some music before slumbering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SsXHHNPYpxI/AAAAAAAAB2c/oFkqTMaFOjI/s1600-h/coco+ipod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SsXHHNPYpxI/AAAAAAAAB2c/oFkqTMaFOjI/s400/coco+ipod.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387931455845869330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she should be holding on to an Ipod Shuffle that is sleek in design, most complimentary for avant-garde women with a keen sense for design and fashion. Best of all, it only cost ninty-nine dollars and ninty-nine cents! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps, she may have forgotten to brush her teeth and is too lazy to when she realized it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SsXI730ydRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/oZF4GgcgViU/s1600-h/coco+gum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SsXI730ydRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/oZF4GgcgViU/s400/coco+gum.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387933460141864210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrigley's Doublemint Chweing gum is not only meant for your snacking purpose, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe, she is in the mood for what Sims 2 would put it, some WooHoo time and that no one else is available to WooHoo with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SsXNMzfQkfI/AAAAAAAAB2s/YN4rmrje1bY/s1600-h/coco+kitty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SsXNMzfQkfI/AAAAAAAAB2s/YN4rmrje1bY/s400/coco+kitty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387938149082108402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello Kitty Vibrator, up to USD100 on Ebay!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahorela is not available to comment on this. *cough cough* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still suspect that the MDA prefers Ms Chanel to hold onto something nation-building. Something more approporaite. Something more Singapore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SsXRIl3HDuI/AAAAAAAAB20/EzW_SauDWyI/s1600-h/coco+ndp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SsXRIl3HDuI/AAAAAAAAB20/EzW_SauDWyI/s400/coco+ndp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387942474751086306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coco Chanel playing with NDP 2008 fun-pack item before bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-5833263042121630430?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/5833263042121630430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=5833263042121630430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5833263042121630430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5833263042121630430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/10/coco-before-chanel.html' title='Coco Before Chanel'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SqDJORol3ZI/AAAAAAAABxs/j7RfyGkx21Y/s72-c/coco+original.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-1037716653497807156</id><published>2009-10-01T03:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T18:54:25.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Three Meetings At The Fabric Field</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;A year ago, I guess,&lt;br /&gt;I came across him, hunting with&lt;br /&gt;The white Flame at the Fabric Field.&lt;br /&gt;My yearning was worth the sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month after, I garner,&lt;br /&gt;I came unto he, procuring with &lt;br /&gt;The same Old Flame at the Fabric Field.&lt;br /&gt;My agony was worth the sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day ago, I gasp,&lt;br /&gt;I came upon you&lt;br /&gt;Browsing with-&lt;br /&gt;Unfamiliarity?&lt;br /&gt;My sacrifice was frittered,&lt;br /&gt;The Galling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for vain. &lt;br /&gt;The lamb lies bereft of life&lt;br /&gt;Atop Baphomet's Altar.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had literally, flushed all the sufferings I had endured for your sake into the great wide drain. Or was I to begin with, foolish enough to offer such help when you pleaded not for my aid? Ha. I should have done what I ought to do and not do what I should have done not. At the end of the day, you're neither hers, nor mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still hope you're happy, Shawn. And YY, how are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-1037716653497807156?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/1037716653497807156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=1037716653497807156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/1037716653497807156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/1037716653497807156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/10/three-meetings-at-fabric-field.html' title='The Three Meetings At The Fabric Field'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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-5827911929335858222.post-1853088985643762632</id><published>2009-09-25T03:04:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T22:38:13.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Drama Syndrome</title><content type='html'>People who knows Mahorela real well ought to know by now that there can only be one explanation for Mahorela's recent outburst of movie reviews; fcuked-up-ness. Yeah, movie is like one of the painkiller that eases Mahorela's fucked-up-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, you heard it. I was fcuked, metaphorically. Somebody(ies) spotted a real good nice looking juicy hole of weakness in Mahorela and proceeded to tactfully stabbed their hard-rock, HIV infected, duplicitous spear-like dick in Mahorela. And it didn't feel good at all. It felt like someone just stuffed a glass bottle of Cola up your ass. Something which should look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SrvF4sKSWFI/AAAAAAAAB1s/11L0ZbUXKdU/s1600-h/in-a-fucked-up-world-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SrvF4sKSWFI/AAAAAAAAB1s/11L0ZbUXKdU/s400/in-a-fucked-up-world-01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385115357169211474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fcuked.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the drama all came to a halt the moment my Holidays started. Well, not all, some went on till Mid-Holidays. But they all seems to die down a few weeks ago. And that was when boredom kicked in. But oh, His All Holy Mighty God took real good care for me. He didn't let blank drama period went on. He had recently bestowed me with one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I had some Chris Brown and Rihanna drama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SrvQP46w5WI/AAAAAAAAB10/hMSw8dha5cY/s1600-h/rihanna-abuse-photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 357px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SrvQP46w5WI/AAAAAAAAB10/hMSw8dha5cY/s400/rihanna-abuse-photo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385126750847034722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girl got Chris Brown-ed by her bastard. Then, Wei Jie and me went down to Kanye West and interrupt the whole incident. I bet that guy felt so Taylor Swift-ed. But guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got back together just a few fucking hours ago. I bet that's a situation that Kanye West himself would also like to interrupt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SrvYWFLrzWI/AAAAAAAAB18/5AQHtiKhKYw/s1600-h/abuse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SrvYWFLrzWI/AAAAAAAAB18/5AQHtiKhKYw/s400/abuse.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385135653311466850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I gotta tell you. If a guy Chris Brown you once, he's gonna Chris Brown you again. But that's not important. What's important is that whenever he Chris Brown you once, we need to Kanye West once and again. This whole cycle is gonna repeat itself and you need to know that we can't always Kanye West your Rihanna incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls, the dumbest species in love to turn a blind eye to all your man's faults.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-1853088985643762632?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/1853088985643762632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=1853088985643762632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/1853088985643762632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/1853088985643762632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/09/pre-drama-syndrome.html' title='Pre-Drama Syndrome'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SrvF4sKSWFI/AAAAAAAAB1s/11L0ZbUXKdU/s72-c/in-a-fucked-up-world-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-6996001067750685154</id><published>2009-09-24T21:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T04:40:26.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Decision</title><content type='html'>It's bad to jump into a relationship out of loneliness, I had a couple of lessons back then about this. But who knows what may come out of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never try, you never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or should one practise self-restraint?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost made a really bad decison today. I'm glad I didn't. I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-6996001067750685154?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/6996001067750685154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=6996001067750685154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/6996001067750685154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/6996001067750685154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/09/bad-decisions.html' title='Bad Decision'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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-5827911929335858222.post-1314877525825088617</id><published>2009-09-15T01:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T03:39:23.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood Ties/还魂</title><content type='html'>MOVIE REVIEW MAY CONTAIN SPOILER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Blood Ties as a Singaporean is one very interesting experience. As a Singaporean, the moment you set foot into a cinema to watch a Singaporean movie, you're usually expecting 3 things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A Jack Neo Movie.&lt;br /&gt;2. A very crappy animated moving picture.&lt;br /&gt;3. A Roystan Tan musical film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this season comes a film which gives the Singapore movie branding a whole new and refreshing rejuvenation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4Ua6jlrVI/AAAAAAAABzk/w0O7Yu_5Ozg/s1600-h/BloodTies-Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 282px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381261057382002002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4Ua6jlrVI/AAAAAAAABzk/w0O7Yu_5Ozg/s400/BloodTies-Poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story goes as the cop and his wife died from a brutual attack from triad members. On the 7th day of his death, his spirit returns and possess his little sis's body to exact revege on those that had caused his death and his wife's death/rape. As the story unfolds, it wasn't just a plain murder committed by the triad, there's actually a greater conspiracy within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, Blood Ties is a far more complex movie than read in my synopsis. There's just too many aspects to inspect this movie from and here's how you see it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blood Ties as a Supernatural Scary Movie movie:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;1/5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4aUsW3ZaI/AAAAAAAABzs/HwYERIZAseY/s1600-h/bt+supernatural.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381267547561092514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4aUsW3ZaI/AAAAAAAABzs/HwYERIZAseY/s400/bt+supernatural.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, it's not that my threshold for horror movie is higher than the average being. Not only will you not be seeing any Thai style horror, the ghost(s) in Blood Ties doesn't too, have much appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4wqTwKGHI/AAAAAAAAB0M/UKR6xpbtVaA/s1600-h/bt+ghost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4wqTwKGHI/AAAAAAAAB0M/UKR6xpbtVaA/s400/bt+ghost.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381292108169222258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He looks scary alright. But why was he given such a miserable screen time appearance?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blood Ties as a Gore Scary Movie movie:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;4/5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4fkIWptzI/AAAAAAAABz8/21bkwwEYbd0/s1600-h/bt+gore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4fkIWptzI/AAAAAAAABz8/21bkwwEYbd0/s400/bt+gore.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381273310332565298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't get an M18 for nothing. Actually, Blood Ties is a combination of "The Last House On The Left" and the "Saw" series, nearing the status of a revenge and torture porn but less of the gore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4fxx3YO7I/AAAAAAAAB0E/nRSrjfe2gtU/s1600-h/bt+revenge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4fxx3YO7I/AAAAAAAAB0E/nRSrjfe2gtU/s400/bt+revenge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381273544813984690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The protagonist of Blood Ties had actually proceeded to cut off the penis/balls of his late wife's rapist and stuff it into his mouth(the rapist's), what could be more wicked than that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blood Ties as a Action Movie movie: &lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.5/5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4cN7qweyI/AAAAAAAABz0/JDNfASDAVdE/s1600-h/bt+action.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381269630435228450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4cN7qweyI/AAAAAAAABz0/JDNfASDAVdE/s400/bt+action.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, Blood Ties only contain one action scene. But that scene itself proved to be great. Ofcourse, don't expect a Hollywood style big budget Matrix action flick cause Blood Ties is certainly nowhere near. However, the winning factor that Blood Ties had in its action sequence was pure and brutual realism. The gun fight and chase scene looked so real that I felt as though I was part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blood Ties as a Movie-with-a-moral-behind-the-story movie:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;4.5/5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing surprising for an Asian production, Blood Ties contains a moral behind its scares and it's the esixtence of retribution for blood will have blood. Amusingly, I think it went to far to make an over-emphasis on its themes. But hey, people these days just don't read between the lines, it's good to keep mauling them with your moral values repeatedly in different methods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4zVQwl0JI/AAAAAAAAB0U/D_G2iflKcMA/s1600-h/bt+revenge%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 353px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4zVQwl0JI/AAAAAAAAB0U/D_G2iflKcMA/s400/bt+revenge%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381295045123362962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another moral behind the story I guess, was the importance of kinshp and family support. Let's look at it this way; If dead cop didn't have such strong family ties with his sister, do you think she'll let him possess her precious little body to collect his blood debts? Yeah, somethnig along that line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4zkLkxicI/AAAAAAAAB0c/JC-bMtrNDGo/s1600-h/bt+moral.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4zkLkxicI/AAAAAAAAB0c/JC-bMtrNDGo/s400/bt+moral.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381295301429660098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blood Ties as a Singaporean Made Movie movie:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;4.5/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq40zuan6YI/AAAAAAAAB0k/W_au6nPYeYk/s1600-h/bt5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq40zuan6YI/AAAAAAAAB0k/W_au6nPYeYk/s400/bt5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381296667991992706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, this one. It's pretty obvious, isn't it? For a Singaporean-made movie, it's definitely one of the best. For more details, read below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blood Ties as a Movie movie:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd certainly have to compliment Blood Ties for their sharp choice of cast. Although it did made use of the starpower of veteran actors like Zheng Jiang and Cheng Pei Pei but, they had actually chosen a not-famous-at-all Singaporean actor, David Leong as part of the cast. And who knows that veteran calefare you see in Channel 8 drama can act so damn well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq422gjOF7I/AAAAAAAAB00/Ymd7735QmcE/s1600-h/bt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq422gjOF7I/AAAAAAAAB00/Ymd7735QmcE/s400/bt2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381298914832816050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guy who always act as calefare in Singapore drama series.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq422VPo8II/AAAAAAAAB0s/0mCXWMPfHQU/s1600-h/bt+crooks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq422VPo8II/AAAAAAAAB0s/0mCXWMPfHQU/s400/bt+crooks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381298911797899394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Random calefare uncles that look like they also perform in Hungry Ghost Getai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Blood Ties has a rather simple and sweet storyline but the narration of the movie had actually not followed a linear timeline and that indeed, had generated a strong sense of doom and suspense for the plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than those, filming techniques applied in Blood Ties is... in a simple phrase, visually stunning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My ultimate verdict is yes, go watch Blood Ties. I mean, you &lt;strong&gt;HAVE TO &lt;/strong&gt;watch Blood Ties, it's one hell of a great movie especially if you like and support local productions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-1314877525825088617?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/1314877525825088617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=1314877525825088617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/1314877525825088617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/1314877525825088617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/09/blood-ties.html' title='Blood Ties/还魂'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4Ua6jlrVI/AAAAAAAABzk/w0O7Yu_5Ozg/s72-c/BloodTies-Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-5550982582065159014</id><published>2009-09-14T14:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T17:43:02.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beth Cooper Propose Up in Year One</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THIS REVIEW IS SPOILER-FREE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SqDLu4VeqaI/AAAAAAAABx8/sJOf-0X29K4/s1600-h/UP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 270px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377521961337268642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SqDLu4VeqaI/AAAAAAAABx8/sJOf-0X29K4/s400/UP.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Up&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;By the time you're reading this entry, I don't think I need to talk much about this movie. If there's anything that you need to know, there's this five words; Go fcuking watch it if you haven't fucking did! Maybe more than five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4CyT8UgnI/AAAAAAAABys/V_qYLIdE5UU/s1600-h/up_movie_screenshot_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381241668124312178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4CyT8UgnI/AAAAAAAABys/V_qYLIdE5UU/s400/up_movie_screenshot_02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you're asking if watching it in 3D makes a difference? I'd say no. "Up" is still god-damn good even in 2D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Up: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5/5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SqDM7vxQ-oI/AAAAAAAAByE/qzGIdWnHAEQ/s1600-h/the-proposal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 270px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377523281887820418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SqDM7vxQ-oI/AAAAAAAAByE/qzGIdWnHAEQ/s400/the-proposal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Proposal&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She-Devil of the publishing industry proposes to her assistant so that she can get what Singapoean would identify with as a PR status in the United States. Things start to go wrong( or right) when the wedding is announed to the family of the bridegroom-to-be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4E70JCq9I/AAAAAAAABzM/ftocljRhc_s/s1600-h/Ryan-Reynolds-and-Sandra-Bullock-in-THE-PROPOSAL-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381244030409681874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4E70JCq9I/AAAAAAAABzM/ftocljRhc_s/s400/Ryan-Reynolds-and-Sandra-Bullock-in-THE-PROPOSAL-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Proposal" may have a rather cliché storyline which includes cliché humuour, topped with a cliché ending, but that doesn't mean it's gonna be bad. But the problem is that after weeks of watching "The Proposal", all I remember is one particular scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4EXaRzMPI/AAAAAAAABy0/SnCSnEUF7gQ/s1600-h/The+Proposal-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381243404991803634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4EXaRzMPI/AAAAAAAABy0/SnCSnEUF7gQ/s400/The+Proposal-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could be sexier than two wet and naked body slamming against each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4Ek3Q_sUI/AAAAAAAABy8/TwibIr7JMtI/s1600-h/Reynolds-Bullock-naked_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381243636111356226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4Ek3Q_sUI/AAAAAAAABy8/TwibIr7JMtI/s400/Reynolds-Bullock-naked_l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is it something worth watching afterall? I would only know it's a movie which you &lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;atch, &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;augh and &lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;orget(WLF).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Proposal:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2.5/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq3_FXcBVJI/AAAAAAAAByU/aCWZzeWDXQs/s1600-h/the_year_one_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 269px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381237597433582738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq3_FXcBVJI/AAAAAAAAByU/aCWZzeWDXQs/s400/the_year_one_poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Year One&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm too high up on the evolution ladder, but I don't think this movie contain any modern-day jokes. At any time of the movie I'm laughing, I'm laughing at it, not with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that this movie certainly did not contain, was a plot. Maybe there's one. But it's so darn shallow that I can't see it. I can even summarize the whole movie for you within a sentence: &lt;em&gt;Two caveman losers leaves their tribe and embarks on a mindless and "funny" journey which ultimately ends up with a dumb and happy ending.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq3_QjSJqiI/AAAAAAAAByc/upkVBv5vVbw/s1600-h/year-one2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381237789591972386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq3_QjSJqiI/AAAAAAAAByc/upkVBv5vVbw/s400/year-one2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those that have seen its trailer, don't get cheated by it! Cause the really funny and "laughable" scenes are all in the trailer and you're gonna get nothing funnier than those in the movie. Unless, you like prehistoric jokes about shit eating, brother murdering, eunuch and oily fat guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Year One:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.5/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4BUvB2gQI/AAAAAAAAByk/XuaT_m1xuEo/s1600-h/i_love_you_beth_cooper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 270px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381240060487565570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4BUvB2gQI/AAAAAAAAByk/XuaT_m1xuEo/s400/i_love_you_beth_cooper.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I Love You, Beth Cooper&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;School geek confesses his love to school bella during graduation speech and invites her to his home graduation party after graduation speech. School bella had surprisingly, turned up for the party with her BFFs. So does her violently possessive military boyfriend. Story goes on with geek and bella gang escaping from violent boyfriend and gate-crashing almost every gate they can lay their hands on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4HrZgYqnI/AAAAAAAABzU/voZZQ01Skgs/s1600-h/i-love-you-beth-cooper-20090626013833082_640w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381247046916811378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4HrZgYqnI/AAAAAAAABzU/voZZQ01Skgs/s400/i-love-you-beth-cooper-20090626013833082_640w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, what can I say about Hollywood? I guess after a decade of movie production, their creativity well had long gone dried up. Cause "Beth Cooper" is yet another WLF(&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;atch, &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;augh and &lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;orget) movie. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ben_Lyons"&gt;Somebody &lt;/a&gt;even went far enough to deem this movie as "The Worst Film of 2009 So Far". I don't think it's that bad. Sure, it can't possibly be as good as "The Hangover" but, tell me, how many movie was that great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4JXabrHVI/AAAAAAAABzc/qf9Y9-xOSss/s1600-h/i-love-you-beth-cooper-20090626013835661_640w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381248902591356242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sq4JXabrHVI/AAAAAAAABzc/qf9Y9-xOSss/s400/i-love-you-beth-cooper-20090626013835661_640w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't as funny as "The Proposal" if you're talking about WLF films but at least, it made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Love You, Beth Cooper:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-5550982582065159014?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/5550982582065159014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=5550982582065159014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5550982582065159014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5550982582065159014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/09/beth-cooper-propose-up-in-year-one.html' title='Beth Cooper Propose Up in Year One'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SqDLu4VeqaI/AAAAAAAABx8/sJOf-0X29K4/s72-c/UP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-7225877823841202788</id><published>2009-09-12T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T04:15:09.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>礼轻情意重</title><content type='html'>Dude, I saw the thing retailing at John Little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out about your dirty little secret~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sqvxs1POSnI/AAAAAAAAByM/UOf52Sx7bFY/s1600-h/P13-09-09_03.09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sqvxs1POSnI/AAAAAAAAByM/UOf52Sx7bFY/s400/P13-09-09_03.09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380659932331657842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya, as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-7225877823841202788?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/7225877823841202788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=7225877823841202788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/7225877823841202788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/7225877823841202788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_13.html' title='礼轻情意重'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sqvxs1POSnI/AAAAAAAAByM/UOf52Sx7bFY/s72-c/P13-09-09_03.09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-5439964222299155995</id><published>2009-09-04T15:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T16:05:27.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4bia Sequel Released!</title><content type='html'>Good news, everybody! There's a sequel to 4bia(in case you don't know what's 4bia, click &lt;a href="http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2008/09/phobia-for-4bia-no-spoilers.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SqDF8eUAs7I/AAAAAAAABxk/gO94hPKVlJk/s1600-h/5prang-theme-poster01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SqDF8eUAs7I/AAAAAAAABxk/gO94hPKVlJk/s400/5prang-theme-poster01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377515597800190898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 แพร่ง or Haa Phrang which is internationally known as Phobia 2, literally translates to "five crossroads". Official international trailer granted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vyP3a-MSK8o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vyP3a-MSK8o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool, they even have zombies~! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I hope it isn't one of those movie which it's original was great but the sequel sucked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-5439964222299155995?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/5439964222299155995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=5439964222299155995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5439964222299155995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5439964222299155995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/09/4bia-sequel-completed.html' title='4bia Sequel Released!'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SqDF8eUAs7I/AAAAAAAABxk/gO94hPKVlJk/s72-c/5prang-theme-poster01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-8041001643416459337</id><published>2009-09-02T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T03:19:08.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=')</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The most excruciating torture one can ever endure, is to burst out in laughters while you're crying when watching a comedy in the cinema with the one you love sitting beside you wherein loving you no more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more new and useful Hell of an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-8041001643416459337?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/8041001643416459337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=8041001643416459337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/8041001643416459337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/8041001643416459337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='=&apos;)'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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-5827911929335858222.post-6928680116518206778</id><published>2009-08-28T21:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T17:48:01.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yasmin Ahmad Looks Like Ang San Suu Kyi... or the other way?</title><content type='html'>They look kinda similar or is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sm79cWwgItI/AAAAAAAABv8/JLtaZ52o00A/s1600-h/aseg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 399px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363502869832016594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sm79cWwgItI/AAAAAAAABv8/JLtaZ52o00A/s400/aseg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Small Talk: I freaking lost my high-paying job cause the big momma in the house said no. High-paying jobs, anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-6928680116518206778?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/6928680116518206778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=6928680116518206778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/6928680116518206778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/6928680116518206778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/07/women.html' title='Yasmin Ahmad Looks Like Ang San Suu Kyi... or the other way?'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sm79cWwgItI/AAAAAAAABv8/JLtaZ52o00A/s72-c/aseg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-4579444816926143255</id><published>2009-08-24T15:54:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T00:27:53.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last House On The Left</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THIS REVIEW IS SPOILER-FREE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SpJHsN4RtLI/AAAAAAAABwU/K3PkNTBkSSE/s1600-h/last_house_on_the_left_movie_poster1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 270px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373436130371941554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SpJHsN4RtLI/AAAAAAAABwU/K3PkNTBkSSE/s400/last_house_on_the_left_movie_poster1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's seems like the most recent trend in cooking up a horror film is to add in a pinch of humour. And "The Last House On The Left" is what Jack Neo would calls it, a &lt;a href="http://www.todayonline.com/Plus/Movies/EDC090814-0000047/Funny-scary-movie"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hormedy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What initially attracted me to this movie was its poster as of above. Don't that house in the poster looks suspiciously familiar to those other horror movies with houses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SpJV5BoY58I/AAAAAAAABwc/7NkPTUklOgY/s1600-h/same+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373451743585167298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SpJV5BoY58I/AAAAAAAABwc/7NkPTUklOgY/s400/same+house.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I think all the horror movies with houses is filmed in the same house with slight modifications made to the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, "The Last House On The Left" is a movie deserved to be watched. Although this movie is coined as a &lt;a href="http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-bloody-valentine-vs-coming-soon.html"&gt;slasher flick&lt;/a&gt; but no, it isn't your average mindless-indestructable antagonist slashing a bunch of innocent passer-by Xs. This movie kicks off with 4 wanted criminals on the run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SpJYWMSD9DI/AAAAAAAABwk/MqqWVrBgBKc/s1600-h/the-last-house-on-the-left-20090106062313003_640w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 265px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373454443683771442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SpJYWMSD9DI/AAAAAAAABwk/MqqWVrBgBKc/s400/the-last-house-on-the-left-20090106062313003_640w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there's this 2 girls that befriends the kindest fugitive among those 4 but eventually got raped and murdered by the other 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SpJY9Hx7x3I/AAAAAAAABws/kHbyKC0fp4Q/s1600-h/the-last-house-on-the-left-20090218115945344_640w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373455112490174322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SpJY9Hx7x3I/AAAAAAAABws/kHbyKC0fp4Q/s400/the-last-house-on-the-left-20090218115945344_640w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 4 criminals continue to be on the run. So darn coincendentally, they took shelter in one of the victim's parent's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SpJZ2cbcG8I/AAAAAAAABw0/UxpPITEFNHg/s1600-h/the-last-house-on-the-left-20090218115938282_640w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373456097285512130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SpJZ2cbcG8I/AAAAAAAABw0/UxpPITEFNHg/s400/the-last-house-on-the-left-20090218115938282_640w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's even better is that eventually, Mr and Mrs Victim's Parents found out that it was these 3 bastards that fucked around with their daughter. What goes on next in the movie is a series of what I would call, "revenge porn".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SpK-7Q99E5I/AAAAAAAABxU/W6CXsGH0454/s1600-h/the-last-house-on-the-left-20090106062311300_640w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SpK-7Q99E5I/AAAAAAAABxU/W6CXsGH0454/s400/the-last-house-on-the-left-20090106062311300_640w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373567230782804882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr and Mrs Victim's Parents preparing to kick the hell out of their daughter's attackers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;What made this movie very worth watching was 3 things:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)That scene which involves the 2 girls being raped and killed was great. No, I'm not sadistic. I mean it was cinematographic-good's great. To be more exact, I think that part was awesome for its realism. The running/raping/chasing/crawling in the rain actually made me almost jump up from my seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SpK6Y0NMzPI/AAAAAAAABxE/Y_8jW8kqQCY/s1600-h/crawl.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373562240900058354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SpK6Y0NMzPI/AAAAAAAABxE/Y_8jW8kqQCY/s400/crawl.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Victim girl whose parents eventually executed revenge for her sake against her attackers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)The part which the revenge porn took place. How long has it been since you saw your movie's protagonist plotting and executing violent revenge against the movie's antagonist? I mean for a slasher flick, it's real good a plot to making the slashing at the villians. And during this the revenge porn, there's so many moments that made the audience break into laughters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SpK7czcyMZI/AAAAAAAABxM/dU4L-yGzDzQ/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373563408928092562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SpK7czcyMZI/AAAAAAAABxM/dU4L-yGzDzQ/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs Victim's Parents taking revenge against one of the attackers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)There's a moral behind all these slashing/raping/hammering/kicking/shooting/hanging boobies. I think that moral is there's karma... or something along that line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Conclusion:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only part which I think did this movie bad was near the opening, which they gave the background story on how our protagonist landed at the last house on the left, kind of draggy and slow. But after that, all the action's in. There's no ghost and ghouls in this film and no "BOO!" moments. The plot is rather straight forward. The acting was great and realistic. &lt;strong&gt;So, go watch this film if you believe in karma, likes taking revenge in a cynical way, or simple like to laugh at people dying "&lt;em&gt;funnily&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Last House On The Left:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3.5/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-4579444816926143255?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/4579444816926143255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=4579444816926143255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-6826993333827739634</id><published>2009-08-19T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T23:11:34.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahorela Wants Some Swiss Army Boobs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U8e08fY4ysc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U8e08fY4ysc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-6826993333827739634?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/6826993333827739634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=6826993333827739634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/6826993333827739634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/6826993333827739634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/08/mahorela-wants-some-boobs-like-hers.html' title='Mahorela Wants Some Swiss Army Boobs!'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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-5827911929335858222.post-1369835692629251873</id><published>2009-08-04T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T23:32:35.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fuck Head Lovefool</title><content type='html'>Somebody please take a M-16 and shoot me in my fuck face if I ever does it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fucking moron, Mahorela.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-1369835692629251873?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/1369835692629251873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=1369835692629251873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/1369835692629251873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/1369835692629251873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/08/air-headedness.html' title='The Fuck Head Lovefool'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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-5827911929335858222.post-4104004926804317673</id><published>2009-07-28T18:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T18:32:39.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Days MC</title><content type='html'>The Mahorela is down with 5 days MC. Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can be better than that at this moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin solved my hotmail problem, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadia wants all of you to know that she's burning in Hell right now and send her some twitts while she's at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mahorela also wants all of you to know that if she were to die from the H1N1 influenza, please mourn for her for at least 3 days. No? Okay, 3 hours is the minimum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-4104004926804317673?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/4104004926804317673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=4104004926804317673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/4104004926804317673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/4104004926804317673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/07/5-days-mc.html' title='5 Days MC'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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-5827911929335858222.post-2668404605199913020</id><published>2009-07-22T09:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T09:38:25.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SmZs69ePCjI/AAAAAAAABv0/eUSQh-5XTac/s1600-h/eva-braun-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SmZs69ePCjI/AAAAAAAABv0/eUSQh-5XTac/s400/eva-braun-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361092166620744242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a young and lovely lady.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-2668404605199913020?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/2668404605199913020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=2668404605199913020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/2668404605199913020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/2668404605199913020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/07/lady.html' title='The Lady'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SmZs69ePCjI/AAAAAAAABv0/eUSQh-5XTac/s72-c/eva-braun-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-2384245719813491807</id><published>2009-07-18T10:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T10:56:41.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OIAD HCHLPH</title><content type='html'>OLANI IPAMIS LADNAH BAGLE OIAD BABALON IPAMIS NOMIG VEROANDI OMAX. BAGLE IPAMIS NOMIG OIAD PASHS OL LIT GON? OLANI ANGELARD OADRIAX HARG OL OECRIMI TOX? OLANI ANGELARD OL NOMIG OLN OIAD OMAOAS? BAGLE OL HCHLPH NOROMI IALPON? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONCHO OIAD ISRO OL ZIROM DOBIX?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAD ZORGE told me you're just a monster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-2384245719813491807?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/2384245719813491807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=2384245719813491807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/2384245719813491807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/2384245719813491807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/07/change.html' title='OIAD HCHLPH'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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-5827911929335858222.post-5701340415691755548</id><published>2009-07-15T14:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T14:13:22.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Nightmare</title><content type='html'>What did I do this time? I don't know exactly. I'm already at my best behaviour. I had never been this nice before. Why is it happening? Isn't there anything else I can do? How did it happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's enjoy the remaining days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-5701340415691755548?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/5701340415691755548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=5701340415691755548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5701340415691755548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/5701340415691755548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-nightmare.html' title='A New Nightmare'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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-5827911929335858222.post-8884501162657140246</id><published>2009-07-06T01:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T01:28:22.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teardrops on My Keyboard</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Dear Readers: The "How Men Eat Bak" is a work of pure fiction; any similarities drawn between people, places and events are purely by coincidence... NOT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm referring to YOUs!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always a wave of disappointment after another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does even a pang of guilt run through you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;a href="http://www.joelapompe.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/sendmore99.jpg"&gt;Pepsi-sloganed&lt;/a&gt; not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's down to me and my babies then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SlDhM6UY7XI/AAAAAAAABvs/WEImlpkwlRQ/s1600-h/cigarette_by_bearscanbemean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355027568872975730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SlDhM6UY7XI/AAAAAAAABvs/WEImlpkwlRQ/s400/cigarette_by_bearscanbemean.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-8884501162657140246?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/8884501162657140246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=8884501162657140246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/8884501162657140246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/8884501162657140246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/07/teardrops-on-my-keyboard.html' title='Teardrops on My Keyboard'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SlDhM6UY7XI/AAAAAAAABvs/WEImlpkwlRQ/s72-c/cigarette_by_bearscanbemean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-7526450408781775845</id><published>2009-06-29T13:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T23:34:09.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Lessons: How Men Eat Bak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Small talk: &lt;br /&gt;1.School's back and it sucks. &lt;br /&gt;2.Thank you JY for the soundtrack!&lt;br /&gt;3.I miss you so much even though it was just a few minutes ago when we talked over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;4.To the main story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you don't know Hokkien, "bak" is actually a Hokkien word which literally translates to meat and usually, it's a reference to pork unless stated otherwise. Today, I'm gonna talk about some life lesson which I learnt this holiday that is the ways I observe of men eating meat. Before that, please browse through some of the terms which shall be used in my writings later on to save time on explanation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bak/Tuh Bak&lt;/strong&gt; = Meat/Pork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SemNWxFbOBI/AAAAAAAABrU/Oq0md-VVSD0/s1600-h/butcher_shop_022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325943456615053330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SemNWxFbOBI/AAAAAAAABrU/Oq0md-VVSD0/s400/butcher_shop_022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bak Kut&lt;/strong&gt; = Pork Ribs, a very boney portion of the pig. Not much meat is found here but, not much fats either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SemPHFTsvmI/AAAAAAAABrc/0Q8RNOmGzkI/s1600-h/203319000000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325945386188979810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SemPHFTsvmI/AAAAAAAABrc/0Q8RNOmGzkI/s400/203319000000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chiak Bak&lt;/strong&gt; = Lean Meat, the most commonly used portion of a pig. Low in fat content but meaty. Extremely popular among many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SemM1AvulKI/AAAAAAAABrM/iqdAXa2IIss/s1600-h/158428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325942876703462562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SemM1AvulKI/AAAAAAAABrM/iqdAXa2IIss/s400/158428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kong Bak&lt;/strong&gt; = Pork Belly Meat(扣肉), the lardiest part of a pig. Sometimes, it can contain almost nothing but fats. The most unhealthy and unpopular choice of meat among health-conscious folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SemTn1EC0YI/AAAAAAAABsU/bYhu0cdavqc/s1600-h/yjftj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325950346810544514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SemTn1EC0YI/AAAAAAAABsU/bYhu0cdavqc/s400/yjftj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twee Bak&lt;/strong&gt; = Pork Trotter/Hock/Ham, the leg area of a pig. Moderate fats, loads of meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SemRBlvW2qI/AAAAAAAABrs/dxVw3WSIPEE/s1600-h/20108212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325947490838960802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SemRBlvW2qI/AAAAAAAABrs/dxVw3WSIPEE/s400/20108212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiam Bak&lt;/strong&gt; = Salted Pork/Preserved Pork, pork kept and preserved in salt for a long period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SemYvKRjVHI/AAAAAAAABsk/HMheKFAj_kg/s1600-h/guiogu.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SemYvKRjVHI/AAAAAAAABsk/HMheKFAj_kg/s400/guiogu.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325955970321568882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bak Kwa&lt;/strong&gt; = Jerky, Chinese dried meat product made in the form of flat thin sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SemSz7-VbdI/AAAAAAAABsM/1nm6I9J4KWE/s1600-h/bakkwa2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325949455312448978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SemSz7-VbdI/AAAAAAAABsM/1nm6I9J4KWE/s400/bakkwa2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loh Bak&lt;/strong&gt; = Braised Meat, a type of cooked meat which usually makes the meat appear darker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SemMuQ9mb6I/AAAAAAAABrE/gtAex6V8r2s/s1600-h/how-to-make-braised-pork-belly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325942760797532066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SemMuQ9mb6I/AAAAAAAABrE/gtAex6V8r2s/s400/how-to-make-braised-pork-belly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iau Bak&lt;/strong&gt; - Sheep Meat(Mutton)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SemR6sb5tvI/AAAAAAAABr8/16VEAoPFQP0/s1600-h/Horse_And_Lamb___Mutton_Meats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325948471888951026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SemR6sb5tvI/AAAAAAAABr8/16VEAoPFQP0/s400/Horse_And_Lamb___Mutton_Meats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keh Bak&lt;/strong&gt; - Chicken Meat(Chicken)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SemRswFCJzI/AAAAAAAABr0/e6m7A5NAMGU/s1600-h/726774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325948232348608306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SemRswFCJzI/AAAAAAAABr0/e6m7A5NAMGU/s400/726774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to the 5 different types of meat-eating men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type #A Bak-juggler guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy like to eat bak alot. But he always got a problem, eat twee bak better or bak kut? So, he don't care, he just buy this two type of meat at once. Then he also scared people say he very greedy, take two piece of meat at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he think he very smart, he take one piece of meat first, then toss the other one high in the sky and when it drop down, he toss the other one high and repeats the process so that he'll only have one meat at a time in his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what he don't know is that whenever he toss the meat, they are exposed to alot of germs, bacteria and all sort of stuffs. Eventually, the meat became rotten and he got no choice but to throw it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type #B - Take-all-bak-you-can guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one thinks he's at the bak buffet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SemJCSturcI/AAAAAAAABq0/jKS8XAnxJ_o/s1600-h/lean_meat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325938706818706882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SemJCSturcI/AAAAAAAABq0/jKS8XAnxJ_o/s400/lean_meat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment he see meat, he take and put in his plate. Even loh bak he also take! Then all the meat start piling up like a mountatin. Eventually, the pile got so high that he couldn't balance, all drop on the floor. At the end of the day, he got no meat to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type #C - I-don't-like-bak guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy is the quiet quiet type. Whenever he see bak, he will quietly hide in one corner to observe the bak. One day the butcher give him one piece of kong bak, he say he don't want. The butcher think maybe is cause kong bak too fat, he don't like it, just like everyone else don't like. So, he give him a piece of bak kut later and he also don't want. Now, the butcher very confused liao. He think is maybe he don't like tuh bak at all so he start giving him keh bak, iau bak, all the different type of bak. All he don't want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until today, he don't eat bak at all. Sia lah, he &lt;a href="http://au.news.yahoo.com/a/-/latest/5291259/man-sues-firm-over-homo-vegetarian-taunts/"&gt;vegetarian&lt;/a&gt; arh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type #D - Eccentric-and-irresponsible-meat-loving guy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment he see the bak, you know he like to eat bak cause he's drooling already. Then the butcher pity him, give him a piece of bak and he promise to cook and eat the bak nicely. When he take the bak, he poke, he kick, he probe, he pinch, he stretch, he rub, he slap the meat to comfirm that it's really a meat that has appeared before him. After that, he leaves the meat alone and talk about how much he wants to eat the meat and how delicious the meat look but he never touches the meat, NEVER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, the bak turn into kiam bak and the guy wonders why it turned into kiam bak instead of bak kwa. So, he threw the bak back to the butcher and blamed him for all that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type #E - Meat-is-my-type-of-bak guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He like to eat chiak bak, but chiak bak very expensive, chiak bak always sold out. He can never lay his hands on chiak bak. Since bak kut is also low in fat content, he tell himself, eat bak kut also can. Then he say he want to buy bak kut but the butcher tell him bak kut need some time to chop and prepare, he gotta wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While he is waiting, he saw kong bak. Then he tell everyone how disgusting the kong bak looks. Very oily, slimy, can see all the fats lying around. He even go online to some forum and tell the whole world that kong bak sucks and the kong bak looks like a bak chang itself, with all the fats replacing the rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, the butcher give the kong bak to him for free(cause nobody wanna buy), he immediately eat the kong bak without cooking. After eating the kong bak, he still ask the butcher if bak kut is ready. Then the butcher ask him he eat the kong bak already not full meh? He don't know what to reply and became mute from that day on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-7526450408781775845?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/7526450408781775845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=7526450408781775845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/7526450408781775845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/7526450408781775845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-lessons-how-men-eat-bak.html' title='Life Lessons: How Men Eat Bak'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SemNWxFbOBI/AAAAAAAABrU/Oq0md-VVSD0/s72-c/butcher_shop_022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-8577818647887285734</id><published>2009-06-26T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T01:54:10.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pop is Dead!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I was dancing to the tune of "Thriller" and today, that singer's dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SkUJSDWYtjI/AAAAAAAABvk/pD2PTki9XtA/s1600-h/MichaelJacksonThriller25thCover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 362px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SkUJSDWYtjI/AAAAAAAABvk/pD2PTki9XtA/s400/MichaelJacksonThriller25thCover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351693937941198386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faizul, please don't call me up at 8am in the morning, just to tell me that Michael Jackson's dead. Who is he to be worth the disturbance of my sleep? Merely the King of Pop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, moonwalk is dead?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, guess it's the dawn of another era?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fragile little human life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-8577818647887285734?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/8577818647887285734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=8577818647887285734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/8577818647887285734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/8577818647887285734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/06/pop-is-dead.html' title='Pop is Dead!'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/SkUJSDWYtjI/AAAAAAAABvk/pD2PTki9XtA/s72-c/MichaelJacksonThriller25thCover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-7120052067354629595</id><published>2009-06-21T01:45:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T02:15:35.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Short Update</title><content type='html'>It's been long since I've updated my blog, apologies! Blame this on the drama which never stops messing with my life. So let's just start with some mini updates for tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now, I believe some of you out there have noticed that the comment funcion is disabled in this blog. In other words, my readers can no longer post any comments in my blog. And the reason behind this? I'll elaborate on it another day but boy, I'm pissed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it's really time for me to face one thing about my life; It's a strage tale of disturbing occurance. It's like I deal with all sorts of people in my life every single day and the majority of these people I face usually brought me nothing but negative influence. If karma and retribution ever existed, I must have been a real bad ass in my previous life to be punished by letting me meet these assholes in this life time. So fcukers out there, mark this; I'm gonna be a greater asshole to you than you ever was to me in your next life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, have a look at one of my lucky photoshot artwork:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sj0lt3NpLRI/AAAAAAAABvc/QTC176JNLBA/s1600-h/Sil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sj0lt3NpLRI/AAAAAAAABvc/QTC176JNLBA/s400/Sil.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349473402231532818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Gift&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God's most luxurious gift bestowed upon mankind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoke on, baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-7120052067354629595?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/7120052067354629595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=7120052067354629595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/7120052067354629595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/7120052067354629595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/06/short-update.html' title='A Short Update'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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/_Gn6taqRu2C8/Sj0lt3NpLRI/AAAAAAAABvc/QTC176JNLBA/s72-c/Sil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827911929335858222.post-1791345873327912972</id><published>2009-06-12T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T21:36:39.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Checklist for the Week</title><content type='html'>Video, video, zoo, editing, hospital, celebration(?), movie with JY, date...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I think that's the schedule of my coming week. Tomorrow is actual filming, damn. Tomorrow, of all days, tomorrow. Guess I won't be joining Vinc and gang at the graveyard for our old friend's death annversary afterall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video, it's arduous, especially when you're working with humans. If you screw things up, they screw you. But when you get too involved with the work itself, they screw you too. But well, if they wanna screw, I just gotta let them be. Must remember, some people ain't worth my dime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so honoured to be invited as a guest star in Tong's video. Okay, I know I've said things like "I don't do video appearance" but, this time, it's different cause I'm starring as "The Ghost" in Tong's 15 minutes production, "The Ghost". Lead actress sia, ain't that cool. The next coolest thing is that for the whole 15 minutes of the film, you won't see my face at all! I'm just gonna stand there with my hair untied, shielding my face and making my au naturale demonic crickerings just like how I always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's also Peony's video project. I'm the technician in this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like everybody's video-ing lately. My life can't seems to not rotating around the axis of filming too. Perhaps, that's what I what I'm destined to work on, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Vinc is at home now, my home. The elders don't seems too happy about that... Oh well, he's gonna leave in a few days' time anyway, just gotta bear with some ranting for awhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827911929335858222-1791345873327912972?l=mahorela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/feeds/1791345873327912972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827911929335858222&amp;postID=1791345873327912972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/1791345873327912972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827911929335858222/posts/default/1791345873327912972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahorela.blogspot.com/2009/06/checklist-for-week.html' title='Checklist for the Week'/><author><name>Mahorela</name><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>
