<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512</id><updated>2011-07-07T16:03:02.690-07:00</updated><category term='Pure and Genuinely utter bullshit'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>Rant about my life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-8846904522822426907</id><published>2008-11-23T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:14:43.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realized, most of my previous entries are really serious. There's nothing to them that people would want to come back and read. If anyone still comes back here, please drop me a comment on what the direction of this blog should go. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's coming to the end of the year now, and as always, I miss home even more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-8846904522822426907?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/8846904522822426907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=8846904522822426907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/8846904522822426907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/8846904522822426907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-realized-most-of-my-previous-entries.html' title=''/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-1577999264233413665</id><published>2008-09-23T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T21:25:15.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I MISS HOE HUI JING!!!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249439116092803874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0apidDcJDaw/SNnBEDjAiyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_js_SuCbcwE/s320/n121100412_30429663_2956.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, she's so beautiful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-1577999264233413665?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/1577999264233413665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=1577999264233413665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/1577999264233413665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/1577999264233413665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-miss-hoe-hui-jing-gosh-shes-so.html' title=''/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0apidDcJDaw/SNnBEDjAiyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_js_SuCbcwE/s72-c/n121100412_30429663_2956.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-8177108896253389303</id><published>2008-03-24T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T01:00:07.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clean and fact-based journalism</title><content type='html'>Dear MALAYSIAKINI,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a Malaysian studying abroad has opened my eyes to wonders of new and unbiased opinions which I never thought existed when in Malaysia. I have been living in a country where freedom of speech is well fought for, rallies (not riots) and other forms of public speaking be it to federal or provincial government are not frown upon, but encouraged, has made me realize how far behind we are in terms of "freedom of speech" and politics. At the University of Manitoba, we've just had our student union election, and for the past few years, all that has been fought for was tuition freeze this, tuition freeze that, but recently, the students have realized that there's so much more to being in a healthy university environment than having our fees subsidised by the federal government. Students are now fighting for how to school is ran administratively and also how the budget is allocated to various services provided by the school. Drawing a parallel to the current situation in the Malaysian politics, students here are realizing the bigger picture instead of having to listen what the student union has to say. They finally have their own opinions in terms of what is most important in governing a school. Malaysians too, have opened their eyes and have stepped above and about their comfort zone in voting against the flow to the point that voting for the opposition is with the flow now. Not to be ignorant or generalize or anything like that, but out of 10 people that I've talked to about the recent election, all 10 of them are happy that oppositions are having a much better say in the parliamant and in this country itself. Based on that, how could the ruling coalition still have majority? As I've said though, I don't wanna generalize and be an ignorant prick, but I honestly still sense a foul-play in terms of how the election is ran. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm not so much knowledgable when it comes to politics, but since young, I've been cultivated in a family where opinions matter. And being in Canada has reinforced that ideology that opinions and to think critically is a must to survive in this world. My dad had a subscription to "TheStar" and I remember whenever an election came around, there would always be unknown "Datuk"s who are donating a certain amount of money to a certain charity or a certain family. I would just flip through the papers and other than the crimes and the murders in the papers, all I saw was that. And I tried looking for an article on what does the opposition has to say about this, and nothing prevails. All over the newspaper was news about the BN coalition. See, to have the government own every aspect of the mainstream media is just wrong. Journalism is about exploring and investigating facts about a certain topic. And to have the papers listen and agree with everything the government says is just telling us that the government is always right. It challenges every definition in the dictionary that is related to journalism and newspaper. We have a student ran newspaper at the university I go to, and whenever I open to read it, what it does is challenge and question every decision the student union has made. It lets the students think and draw opinions based on facts and figures. Not on what the governments wants you to think.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;To summarize this long winded letter, I'd like to thank Malaysiakini for giving us this oppurtunity to let Malaysians draw their own conclusions and to think critically instead of nodding to every word the Prime Minister says. If asked what is "1 plus 1", we should really answer why are we asked such a simple question instead of giving "2" as the answer within seconds.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Kudos Malaysiakini.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Samuel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-8177108896253389303?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/8177108896253389303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=8177108896253389303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/8177108896253389303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/8177108896253389303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2008/03/clean-and-fact-based-journalism.html' title='Clean and fact-based journalism'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-4059042401908624466</id><published>2008-03-15T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T11:43:40.372-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pure and Genuinely utter bullshit'/><title type='text'>Applebottom jeans, boots with the furrrrrr....</title><content type='html'>I never know what to write on this thing. It seems like everything I write turns out to be shite after re-reading it. But whatevs, I'm bored, so I'm gonna indulge in this shite-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, it's 1:20 in the afternoon and I'm tired as hell. Playing poker on facebook, with no music playing in the background, cos the fan on the laptop broke on me, and everytime I run more that 3 programs at the same time, it just shuts off without warning. It's so blardy annoying especially when I'm looking at porn... *ahem*, I mean reading Malaysiakini. Speaking of which! It's a new era for Malaysia this time around. Finally a semi-transparent General Election- I wouldn't say it's completely transparent as there're probably lots of shit happening in the background but nonetheless- saw the opposition parties acquiring 5 states out of it's usual 1 or 2 and not giving the main coalition its power to ammend the constitution during their leisure time. Enough on politics tho, don't wanna bore anyone out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll be going home (hopefully) at the end of next month. But I don't think it's gonna be much fun this time around, cos all my good buddies are in Australia. Plus side tho, I get to spend more time with the gf and the family. I cannot wait at all, it's so exciting. It's more exciting than it was last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not getting any luck at this poker thing. It's rigged I tell ya. I had 10000++ chips about 2 hours ago, and now I have 40. How's that possible? The program might be racist, seeing that I have my picture on my facebook. To proof my theory right, I'm gonna change my picture to a white person's picture. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I never understood? How one race can think that they're superior to the other. You must be really damn conceited to fall into that belief system. Take the "Ku Klux Klan" for example, how can they possibly claim that the whites are the most superior race in the world AND at the same time call themselves Christians? That is utter bullcrap and the most extreme oxymoron statement ever created. And to think people actually fall for this shit just shows how our society is so messed up, and segregation and discrimination is rampant and apparent, eventhough the leaders of the world think we're already liberated and that we're in the new-age. It's utter bull-shit. Man, I should start an Asian Supremecy cult and take over the world, considering we're the biggest population of race in this world. It'll be the biggest and largest clan in the world and all will bow to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of racism, just a couple of days ago, a european guy on facebook, can't remember where he's from exactly, said this to me "I'll grab my shoelace and cover your eyes with it." Though it's racist as hell, I laughed so hard. It's actually really funny I thought. People are getting more and more creative with this racism thing. Haha. And the other day, also on facebook, a black guy said to me "Americans are better than you because we nuked your ass back in 1942."&lt;br /&gt;I just replied with 2 words, "Dumb Americans." and never got a reply from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, enough of bullshit for today, until next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a pleasure&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-4059042401908624466?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/4059042401908624466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=4059042401908624466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/4059042401908624466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/4059042401908624466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2008/03/applebottom-jeans-boots-with-furrrrrr.html' title='Applebottom jeans, boots with the furrrrrr....'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-8930224309718813156</id><published>2008-03-08T00:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T00:36:03.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's been a while. I'm gonna try reviving this thing. It's not like anyone was reading it anyways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-8930224309718813156?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/8930224309718813156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=8930224309718813156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/8930224309718813156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/8930224309718813156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-1464852299901948121</id><published>2007-03-08T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T00:40:54.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams, and assignment.. shoot me</title><content type='html'>So, here's the deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Financial accounting exam, 6:00-8:00 pm&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Calculus 2 exam, 5:30-6:30 pm&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Party&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Party&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Party&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Economics test, 1:00-2:15 pm&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Stats 2 assignment due&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot me.. now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a totally different note, I was approved of my PR card application and I dare say now that it's confirmed that I'm coming home!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to studying.. take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-1464852299901948121?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/1464852299901948121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=1464852299901948121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/1464852299901948121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/1464852299901948121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2007/03/exams-and-assignment-shoot-me.html' title='Exams, and assignment.. shoot me'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-6224306236617466184</id><published>2007-02-23T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T01:38:22.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dotdotdot</title><content type='html'>its like, there's no-one i can talk to...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-6224306236617466184?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/6224306236617466184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=6224306236617466184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/6224306236617466184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/6224306236617466184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2007/02/dotdotdot.html' title='dotdotdot'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-5632585619746725531</id><published>2007-02-19T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T19:24:56.761-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>Hey kids..&lt;br /&gt;Happy CNY.&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be studying now, but I'm procrastinating like mad. I love Michael Jackson, don't you all? I'm blasting "Don't stop 'till you get enough" and dancing to it. Great dance song. Haha&lt;br /&gt;From now till April 26th, I will be really really busy with school. Stupid exams.&lt;br /&gt;Well, since I have nothing to write about, I'll just post some random pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpoUF225-I/AAAAAAAAABc/lc1-TJ0-9TU/s1600-h/DSC00349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033450227918890978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpoUF225-I/AAAAAAAAABc/lc1-TJ0-9TU/s320/DSC00349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpoUV225_I/AAAAAAAAABk/abozCMvMlCw/s1600-h/DSC00350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033450232213858290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpoUV225_I/AAAAAAAAABk/abozCMvMlCw/s320/DSC00350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpoUl226AI/AAAAAAAAABs/WppmYxqg0zA/s1600-h/DSC00374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033450236508825602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpoUl226AI/AAAAAAAAABs/WppmYxqg0zA/s320/DSC00374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpoU1226BI/AAAAAAAAAB0/wIW4PkWNYu0/s1600-h/DSC00377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033450240803792914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpoU1226BI/AAAAAAAAAB0/wIW4PkWNYu0/s320/DSC00377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpoVF226CI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qqT6lI7E_-E/s1600-h/DSC00378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033450245098760226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpoVF226CI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qqT6lI7E_-E/s320/DSC00378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/Rdpnxl2255I/AAAAAAAAAA0/xgtM9daR3VE/s1600-h/DSC00386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033449635213404050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/Rdpnxl2255I/AAAAAAAAAA0/xgtM9daR3VE/s320/DSC00386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/Rdpnx12256I/AAAAAAAAAA8/sldu2CVhrcA/s1600-h/DSC00387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033449639508371362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/Rdpnx12256I/AAAAAAAAAA8/sldu2CVhrcA/s320/DSC00387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpnyF2257I/AAAAAAAAABE/PiM7DkoCjWY/s1600-h/DSC00388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033449643803338674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpnyF2257I/AAAAAAAAABE/PiM7DkoCjWY/s320/DSC00388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpnyV2258I/AAAAAAAAABM/0MCqkJQXt_c/s1600-h/DSC00389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033449648098305986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpnyV2258I/AAAAAAAAABM/0MCqkJQXt_c/s320/DSC00389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/Rdpnyl2259I/AAAAAAAAABU/yviessiSUn8/s1600-h/DSC00392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033449652393273298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/Rdpnyl2259I/AAAAAAAAABU/yviessiSUn8/s320/DSC00392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpnRF2250I/AAAAAAAAAAM/rCOh_CH5rKc/s1600-h/DSC00281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033449076867655490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpnRF2250I/AAAAAAAAAAM/rCOh_CH5rKc/s320/DSC00281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpnRV2251I/AAAAAAAAAAU/2Bw3woSU5F8/s1600-h/DSC00284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033449081162622802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpnRV2251I/AAAAAAAAAAU/2Bw3woSU5F8/s320/DSC00284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpnRl2252I/AAAAAAAAAAc/vZNHY6q6tJU/s1600-h/DSC00278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033449085457590114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpnRl2252I/AAAAAAAAAAc/vZNHY6q6tJU/s320/DSC00278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpnR12253I/AAAAAAAAAAk/1SRHkh4Teew/s1600-h/DSC00279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033449089752557426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpnR12253I/AAAAAAAAAAk/1SRHkh4Teew/s320/DSC00279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpnSF2254I/AAAAAAAAAAs/oampv7Iqsz4/s1600-h/DSC00280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033449094047524738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpnSF2254I/AAAAAAAAAAs/oampv7Iqsz4/s320/DSC00280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, with or without moustache? lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-5632585619746725531?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/5632585619746725531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=5632585619746725531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/5632585619746725531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/5632585619746725531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0apidDcJDaw/RdpoUF225-I/AAAAAAAAABc/lc1-TJ0-9TU/s72-c/DSC00349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-2043865008015816179</id><published>2007-02-18T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T01:57:36.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm coming home, I've done my time....</title><content type='html'>May 2nd, mark your calender kids. At 12:30 pm, i will be touching down at KLIA. I'm pumped, and you should be too..&lt;br /&gt;I will have a party sometime when i come back too, at my place.. So yeah, IM PUMPED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-2043865008015816179?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/2043865008015816179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=2043865008015816179' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/2043865008015816179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/2043865008015816179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-coming-home-ive-done-my-time.html' title='I&apos;m coming home, I&apos;ve done my time....'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-116703417055425176</id><published>2006-12-25T00:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T00:23:36.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the love of the Lord be with you this day and always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and God bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, Crystal, U Jun and Isabel...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-116703417055425176?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/116703417055425176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=116703417055425176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/116703417055425176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/116703417055425176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-116649022163709874</id><published>2006-12-18T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T17:03:41.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gayness of the next level</title><content type='html'>Life is gay, innit?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-116649022163709874?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/116649022163709874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=116649022163709874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/116649022163709874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/116649022163709874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/12/gayness-of-next-level.html' title='Gayness of the next level'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-116566085851622183</id><published>2006-12-09T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T02:40:59.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is wrong? Oh, nothing...</title><content type='html'>I feel like I'm drifting away from life and everything that is associated with it. What is the meaning and purpose of me waking up every morning, doing the same old thing and not feeling good about what I do at the end of the day? There's really nothing to look forward to. Everything is done for that moment. Everything is done spontaneously. Nothing to look forward to, nothing to look back to. Day in and day out, same old crap and same old routine. No girlfriend, no motivation to go to school, no one true goal or purpose in my life. It's like a broken record, going on and on with the same line, but not an interesting line. Just a line of depression and hopelessness. I sit down or lie down on my bed every night, thinking and praying that someone up there would look down and feel bad for me because of the thoughts that's going through my head. All hope's gone. Everything looks so grey and pale. The snow reminds me of how much I miss home. The wind reminds me of how much I hate everything here. The accent that comes out from my mouth reminds me of how far and how culturally different I am now. The exam paper sitting in front of me with matrices and determinants as questions reminds me how quickly I'm stepping into the adult stage. The messiness in my room reminds me of how unmotivated and unorganized my life is. I hear about christmas plans and the family time my friends are going to have, it reminds me how fortunate I am to have loving and great parents and how much I miss them. Nothing can stop me from killing myself now. So, why don't I just slit my.....wrist? Maybe I will... But you know what? I'll stick around for abit and find out what God has planned for me. I am sure it's something great and mighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why wait? Just do it and see what God has to say when you see him"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are right. Why wait if I can see Him immediately? But what if I don't see him? What if He doesn't want me. Get out of my life, demon. Begone in the name of Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The blood of Jesus will never save you. Come to me and all the glory and wealth on the earth will be yours. Don't you want your motivation and purpose back? I can make it happen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I trust you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Haven't I already gave you so many things? All the things that you enjoy and all the things that you wished you had.... didn't they all come from me? Didn't you enjoy them? The movies that you watch... didn't you laugh at all the crude jokes? Didn't you love the nudity? Didn't you love how the movie scares you? Where do you think they came from? ME!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is really true. You do know what I like. You know what I want and what I need. Unlike the other person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He doesn't care about you. All He cares about is getting His name out in the world. Come to me and I promise that you can have everything you've ever imagined."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really tempting. But how can I trust you when you have made men killed each other over trivial things? How can I trust you when you've made this world a corrupted and a world of greed and money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course you can trust me. You greed these things too, don't you? Didn't you love it when you could get away with things by lying? When you have a wallet full of money, you couldn't even wipe the grin off your face."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is really true. I enjoy the thrill, and I enjoy being able to buy things which I do not need. But how can i trust you when you've came into my life and destroy everything. Shatter all my dreams and hopes. Everything I am feeling now, you've injected into me. Just leave me alone and let me go back to the Father, my Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He is not your Father. Where was He when I raped the little girls? Where was He when I declared war on another nation for no reason? Where was He when I brought tyranny into this world? Tell me, where the hell was He?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said in the Bible that.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...do not quote the Bible. It was written some thousand years ago. It is not applicable now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me be... I want you out of my life. You are confusing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are not confused my child. You know exactly what you want. You want money and fame. You want everything that I have created."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, help me defeat this monster. It is taking over me. I cannot take one breath without thinking of the things that he is offering me. Father, help me.... I am helpless... I want to see light again. I want to be in Your presence. I want to be able to bow down before You without thinking that I am dirty. Cleanse me Father. Teach me to be Holy. Teach me to live a way you want me to. Cast this demon out of me... I do not want it in me anymore. Everything he told me was lies. Change my ways Father. I refuse to live a life of greed and selfishness. I want to serve you, not the demon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He is not listening to you.. haha! He is to busy making volcanos erupt"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get out of me you son of a bitch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You really love my ways don't you. You are using my language..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get out of me!!!! In the name of the Father, the Son, Jesus Christ, and the Holy Spirit, begone. Go back to the lair you came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is not working, I am still here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, why isn't it working? Have you forsaken me? Am I being left out from your presence? Have I sinned too deep that I cannot crawl back up to you? Help me!! I want to change my ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You fool, I am accepting you with open arms, and you have to beg for the other guy to take you in. Where is your pride? You sicken me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, I thought you said that you'll forgive me no matter what I do wrong. Am I not sincere enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are idiotic and stupid. No one else have refused what I have to offer. Save your breath and come to me, my son."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never. My Father listens to me. Just wait and you'll see how much trouble you're in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Face it, He hates you. It's been 10 minutes and you're still here talking to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the name of Jesus Christ, I command you to leave this body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! He is gone. Thank you Father. I will love and honor you from now till forever. I will live my days for Your glory. I will honour and love You. I will not fall the the ways of men and to the ways of the devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm baaaaaaaaaaaaaack. You just had a dirty thought. Missed me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, it is impossible isn't it? Why is it so hard? How do I keep away from this master?&lt;br /&gt;What? You want me to give all my money to the poor? No, I can't do that..&lt;br /&gt;What? You want me to throw away my laptop?? No way&lt;br /&gt;What? You do not like the way I speak? I can't change it now.. it's too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"See you do love me.........."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-116566085851622183?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/116566085851622183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=116566085851622183' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/116566085851622183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/116566085851622183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-is-wrong-oh-nothing.html' title='What is wrong? Oh, nothing...'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-115914506117762462</id><published>2006-09-24T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T17:44:38.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shorty, It's your birthday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey kids.&lt;br /&gt;Just some birthday wishes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhua (19Sept 2006),&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday! It's been great knowing you and all that stuff. I pray that I'd see you grow so much more in knowing the Lord of our universe, because He is faithful.&lt;br /&gt;You've been great in all ways and I thank the Lord for bringing you to our church and I pray that one day... just one day.. you'll see how bad Fergie's songs are. Haha. Happy Birthday kiddo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/DSC03248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/DSC03248.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda Ooi!!! (22 Sept 2006),&lt;br /&gt;My goodness!! How long have we known each other now? About 6 years now eh? I still remember all the idiotic things we've done and said in the past. Man, it's hilarious to think back now. Anyways, I pray that you'd have a blessed 18th year and please don't party too much, now that you're legal. I promise you, when I go home, the first thing I'll do when I get home is run across to your place and say hi. It will definitely be a suprise, 'cos no one will know when I'm coming.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Amanda. I pray that you have a safe year (more than anything else). Take re!! Love you lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/Picture%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bhavani Ananda Kumar a.k.a BAK (20 Sept 2006),&lt;br /&gt;It's been close to 6 years since I saw you. But nonetheless, you've been a great friend. Happy 18th birthday. And please, don't get too drunk....ever. Haha. Have a blessed year, Bhavani. Take care and God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/DSCN8106%20-%20edited%202%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pui Mun (24th Sept 2006),&lt;br /&gt;(As you guys can tell, I'm getting lazier and lazier to type)It's been a joy knowing you, and I cannot believe you're actually 18 now. Haha! Height wise, you're still 12, but it's all good, because you have a heart of a 24 year old (if that makes any sense). Enjoy the teen years while you can. Once you hit the 2-0, you're on your own. Haha. Take care. Happy Birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/3505520681936l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;next birthday? October 1st. Guess who?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/beer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Quinton Fey!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But for now, feast on this,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/untitled2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yup, it's me.. cute, innit? Haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Take care kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-115914506117762462?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/115914506117762462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=115914506117762462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/115914506117762462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/115914506117762462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/09/shorty-its-your-birthday.html' title='Shorty, It&apos;s your birthday!!'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-115742477689366117</id><published>2006-09-04T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T19:52:56.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stev-o Irwin</title><content type='html'>Everytime I see Crocodile Hunter, I always hear him saying, "We All-roite mate" and it always cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He cudda well died by getting venom from a snake or even wrestled with a crocodile or something, but I think God has planned it so that he won't have to suffer a painless and slow death. According to CNN, the death might be instant because it hit right at the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP Stev-o. &lt;em&gt;You awright mate!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-115742477689366117?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/115742477689366117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=115742477689366117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/115742477689366117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/115742477689366117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/09/stev-o-irwin.html' title='Stev-o Irwin'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-115727798523741847</id><published>2006-09-03T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T03:06:25.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Papa and Mama</title><content type='html'>I miss you guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-115727798523741847?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/115727798523741847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=115727798523741847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/115727798523741847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/115727798523741847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/09/papa-and-mama.html' title='Papa and Mama'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-115622885106719884</id><published>2006-08-21T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T23:59:58.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird's Hill '06</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey folks, I'm back with another camping post. This time there will be about 75 pics at the end, so if u cudn't careless how much i had, u can skip this post. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Well, again, i had so much fun camping with some friends (this time, it's a pure sausage-fest, but super fun). Spent lots of our time playing poker and Risk and also sitting around the fire having some beers and throwing peanuts for people who gave stupid comments. Also having a debate with Butter about the end of the world and how we shud or shud not even try to estimate when the end of times is going to be. It got pretty heated, but it was fun. Coined a new nickname for Jeff T. as the Stumpster (because of how when we play soccer or any sports, he tries his best not to run and runs super slow). Butter on the other hand tried so hard for us to call him Jeff, but it has obviously failed. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had so much fun, but I'll let the picture actually tell you how much fun we had. cos pictures speak a thousand words, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8_Agp5Y4v6zXEopZQPOKcdhsTkT1Fv2viXmAhUlSzXAEVfcZhZL1NXiHqMywOEA_lLgkAhLViYc7z-C4pip0nXlu65Ps63eKq6ud4nQhcy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8_Agp5Y4v6zXEopZQPOKcdhsTkT1Fv2viXmAhUlSzXAEVfcZhZL1NXiHqMywOEA_lLgkAhLViYc7z-C4pip0nXlu65Ps63eKq6ud4nQhcy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Ben and Quinton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8_vI2a0fszpykyCH8vXVEndd14HMRxdLnIVMNa7Oqq40qaOkiLQ8Pa41nPKV6OX8S5Zfq3GQQvZQh7x2MGjOoiLpg2DY8UlC2cmDnZA0wC.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8_vI2a0fszpykyCH8vXVEndd14HMRxdLnIVMNa7Oqq40qaOkiLQ8Pa41nPKV6OX8S5Zfq3GQQvZQh7x2MGjOoiLpg2DY8UlC2cmDnZA0wC.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, looking all pro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8-aJcEtnHwy79VhTQvRUISKjWKwwQjTuB-38Cf19WJmOXNfmoAAIjQJigZgpdMyJkfAVsK4Yt2F9wvP3ge9WTm4GofeiVnORjxihegVPaB.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8-aJcEtnHwy79VhTQvRUISKjWKwwQjTuB-38Cf19WJmOXNfmoAAIjQJigZgpdMyJkfAVsK4Yt2F9wvP3ge9WTm4GofeiVnORjxihegVPaB.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stumpster!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8b4vWqvVvTWTgcZaf6p1WJzfjb3A8QJHrmZQf6X9zNdX3AEPfgXV17JBf50iO9FUrWXlB5QSh8-OoCrEJ0J3zMQ43tYk0r-paXqK3CvSQC.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8b4vWqvVvTWTgcZaf6p1WJzfjb3A8QJHrmZQf6X9zNdX3AEPfgXV17JBf50iO9FUrWXlB5QSh8-OoCrEJ0J3zMQ43tYk0r-paXqK3CvSQC.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men's past-time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8h_Gzt64KqKm8e2ofW0e94fMdYtGc-JzIsRzQjfYrGDEuYrm9HEgZz6lRC6IE6yycRlzk4HNv8BP3uMnwUPpZ4TzAgcnWzvXhFSHn2Rv28.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8h_Gzt64KqKm8e2ofW0e94fMdYtGc-JzIsRzQjfYrGDEuYrm9HEgZz6lRC6IE6yycRlzk4HNv8BP3uMnwUPpZ4TzAgcnWzvXhFSHn2Rv28.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Tin 'Tin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8HsMvk16FKpE_SsG7HDP1HVFkpRnr0HQELuOXsn0OuzKWstThyN8PiC3B51GsxxhTp0LJjGHMRGTj2bUxHgohxLe58QgUeBZx-hvMVoR7y.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8HsMvk16FKpE_SsG7HDP1HVFkpRnr0HQELuOXsn0OuzKWstThyN8PiC3B51GsxxhTp0LJjGHMRGTj2bUxHgohxLe58QgUeBZx-hvMVoR7y.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8Igkt-l_XsNzArQg_hK5qmjrIq224OTetJ4e4nEYEoFjojWfMtJKprl9lVq4WdbhOAMBiR7vmvBA21mNUXKvfpr-DIG_DofTDCxxYCwO2f.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8Igkt-l_XsNzArQg_hK5qmjrIq224OTetJ4e4nEYEoFjojWfMtJKprl9lVq4WdbhOAMBiR7vmvBA21mNUXKvfpr-DIG_DofTDCxxYCwO2f.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butter again, looking all pro, but less pro than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8IYEz5aBwVTHiLp_SiaHxy3b2j0b7FV7LVPAoykREkqO4CaUzbtrOweg5GuBdLtezWcn8AHB4Wf_8AKJ7j9d3EzZyDmLCEEjEZJ9izTzKr.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8IYEz5aBwVTHiLp_SiaHxy3b2j0b7FV7LVPAoykREkqO4CaUzbtrOweg5GuBdLtezWcn8AHB4Wf_8AKJ7j9d3EzZyDmLCEEjEZJ9izTzKr.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Earl, the photographer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8K2MGEqpOmW2wvefzmxs8h0iO7rHQ0ybNo7q_S9y5viuzrxXWU48haiciWyjph9DikrCZi9jvIMNwqQP-JR6cho5oE9Xt6CnJFrIVRlSos.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8K2MGEqpOmW2wvefzmxs8h0iO7rHQ0ybNo7q_S9y5viuzrxXWU48haiciWyjph9DikrCZi9jvIMNwqQP-JR6cho5oE9Xt6CnJFrIVRlSos.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris and Quin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8NaEEntbX4nKpoRF04ORKcffUFF5I9t-2ZYZA6heupo8Ab4M6VYxPZNsuJ0UTZ1iQwwdzRtPyU76kf9FhAHXpVj7K6hqqASlF56KddtkAd.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8NaEEntbX4nKpoRF04ORKcffUFF5I9t-2ZYZA6heupo8Ab4M6VYxPZNsuJ0UTZ1iQwwdzRtPyU76kf9FhAHXpVj7K6hqqASlF56KddtkAd.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stumpy with me with the flashlight in my Liverpool hat with the cool effect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8NpJVgrK_jpbtAq_DfubIOfKBwNGY63J6YLj1IGnTDlEhRQ05iSBF6EbAbhJFw_TkVDrBeeTy6NlxST8Gt5E2rbmpPWgr_LUvkCkTon4wz.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8NpJVgrK_jpbtAq_DfubIOfKBwNGY63J6YLj1IGnTDlEhRQ05iSBF6EbAbhJFw_TkVDrBeeTy6NlxST8Gt5E2rbmpPWgr_LUvkCkTon4wz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quin and Chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8NY-zQqzOdQyqa_R74t2WA1BPTo2Pi_S9NtcEHjX9bAub8VIbYoUdz1B_X3H7wTUN4beqm5ikdSH64qVZx37wHPnOTkx4cJBoKM0NIvZEw.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8NY-zQqzOdQyqa_R74t2WA1BPTo2Pi_S9NtcEHjX9bAub8VIbYoUdz1B_X3H7wTUN4beqm5ikdSH64qVZx37wHPnOTkx4cJBoKM0NIvZEw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Jeff T. and Rambo Darren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8Q_eTf6kFMB3lQK2TEPMGc9HvNhplWzciopygc267hpfuiL6GT7eUp549vJbUoS8togdG5U55yfEzyPaS9-EglFtjWruXa-U6M64ECYQbX.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8Q_eTf6kFMB3lQK2TEPMGc9HvNhplWzciopygc267hpfuiL6GT7eUp549vJbUoS8togdG5U55yfEzyPaS9-EglFtjWruXa-U6M64ECYQbX.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8R6VWbUn0lV7YFWH9rSVHXY1m6rHNqRGPOXfHV0NbxbtLGwKSCXFj4SGsyNfXYIPjz3gF3ILJKDX6njqhbwLPUjXMutNZDle0rcWQvjhdK.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8R6VWbUn0lV7YFWH9rSVHXY1m6rHNqRGPOXfHV0NbxbtLGwKSCXFj4SGsyNfXYIPjz3gF3ILJKDX6njqhbwLPUjXMutNZDle0rcWQvjhdK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stumpmeister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8S-RMITdwo2waHocx1pAOBnYIrl0jw0wRUI44zX76BLwErZJzAKzVRt0pbTrs5Tc_YLM34mzZgXudg-dDXnXDa5_TWWCRjZwZl-NtEG3_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8S-RMITdwo2waHocx1pAOBnYIrl0jw0wRUI44zX76BLwErZJzAKzVRt0pbTrs5Tc_YLM34mzZgXudg-dDXnXDa5_TWWCRjZwZl-NtEG3_5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us being pyros on the last night throwing random things into the fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8tO9nndG9Gdqa2Qs8DJoqKfmnlkW0kheBIm9ib5R8LMEOfULvFyYqSG4FT3ckPR17dEbwncnPjD425ueSEl_U629X3Za4k4XsgcJ4UNSbB.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8tO9nndG9Gdqa2Qs8DJoqKfmnlkW0kheBIm9ib5R8LMEOfULvFyYqSG4FT3ckPR17dEbwncnPjD425ueSEl_U629X3Za4k4XsgcJ4UNSbB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot, innit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8vNRfXKk25M7rWNlVK3t4BoqB9odGGdHiAGiqRAX8jXF0OG49EICaDtyyG7MmQDpJ-OJkoLBl0Mu-4F_sEKq2pnfVrfVA8e-7RhJ5DgDyH.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8vNRfXKk25M7rWNlVK3t4BoqB9odGGdHiAGiqRAX8jXF0OG49EICaDtyyG7MmQDpJ-OJkoLBl0Mu-4F_sEKq2pnfVrfVA8e-7RhJ5DgDyH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stumpinator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8WaMoiWtYjhWc3ZXlMXLwfC3SFVrKBVfyLu3qS4hW4WwMR1ub4hkmLSHKJQ3UKPZxH29TFevNx6OFZ6tQCQ0kDKN8b6gWv3f0Sje6EJNhR.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa8WaMoiWtYjhWc3ZXlMXLwfC3SFVrKBVfyLu3qS4hW4WwMR1ub4hkmLSHKJQ3UKPZxH29TFevNx6OFZ6tQCQ0kDKN8b6gWv3f0Sje6EJNhR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa9cA7OzGbPxJThzZi67-uE0ugfPKAZrvZnp-sy8FRgzmrSKko-7slkUxXbQBCWq5tK3di_TD5pB4aKZYWHrbHd-HsERuEwcU004MN4KB7A9.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa9cA7OzGbPxJThzZi67-uE0ugfPKAZrvZnp-sy8FRgzmrSKko-7slkUxXbQBCWq5tK3di_TD5pB4aKZYWHrbHd-HsERuEwcU004MN4KB7A9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 who went early to set up the tents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa9fBI151-mzw_O42AbuBYkx83G5XDb3fJw-1lTGheFK5cUf4Uv91BIB9ZdzrSa8mMKTUFCi8sbcI6_ZTnwjU0rzT_bWukpZO0Lue0DwhIp_.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa9fBI151-mzw_O42AbuBYkx83G5XDb3fJw-1lTGheFK5cUf4Uv91BIB9ZdzrSa8mMKTUFCi8sbcI6_ZTnwjU0rzT_bWukpZO0Lue0DwhIp_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gang minus Chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa9gEth_4X_HyUFxvhFsA6qYDEDZHUpuSzDxAnrRL3bDyGC4MzVbT9mv8Cyq8FTwk7t8NmNefvw_6frwdpia9ohQbbdhFyEzUqxt-Y0wCGDq.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa9gEth_4X_HyUFxvhFsA6qYDEDZHUpuSzDxAnrRL3bDyGC4MzVbT9mv8Cyq8FTwk7t8NmNefvw_6frwdpia9ohQbbdhFyEzUqxt-Y0wCGDq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, the playing poker, and without Chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa9GH3zSPEE3w7VDnTStl4o_VnHNdUeRHbYQQ67MfZ6JWdPyTg3vUGPlhRvp0_g1EdGSGphwbIYIjFqhFXj-OhqOLhuA9p7utxXc1F0EjdHB.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa9GH3zSPEE3w7VDnTStl4o_VnHNdUeRHbYQQ67MfZ6JWdPyTg3vUGPlhRvp0_g1EdGSGphwbIYIjFqhFXj-OhqOLhuA9p7utxXc1F0EjdHB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, looking all pro again. 20 seconds after this picture, I scored. Obviously the attempt to tackle by Darren didn't work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa9m5mHEjjxamnaQbk7xQ3gaSY1fBSPMXM4wFYfpIdlkv0CTFtAxXuPQUKlmPZ_Ii3UIXRL_cybk5uLuHlmDXX150d6XzIIq1FmDVzWSvkyu.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa9m5mHEjjxamnaQbk7xQ3gaSY1fBSPMXM4wFYfpIdlkv0CTFtAxXuPQUKlmPZ_Ii3UIXRL_cybk5uLuHlmDXX150d6XzIIq1FmDVzWSvkyu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butter with a weird smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa9PmKcepXhPULUgwPFAjKv_W0FPTgVOkw5jL9hyXYMaBtqPgpwtGZ15jBENVhqeZUgsfMI0aQUq7WI2S3KyrObSvWk52KF5HfyO_eEg1SGQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa9PmKcepXhPULUgwPFAjKv_W0FPTgVOkw5jL9hyXYMaBtqPgpwtGZ15jBENVhqeZUgsfMI0aQUq7WI2S3KyrObSvWk52KF5HfyO_eEg1SGQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beer is used to chill, not get drunk =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa9vJBmXpWqKugwVyU0nRPBhVtwpmUAevOsbYiYhiXzIOqRo_Bwdc65Wh_xVOOVEF0Qsi1hZBzCfCTUrUzgNBlzb1OgPixTPAE2Oier_4_cI.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa9vJBmXpWqKugwVyU0nRPBhVtwpmUAevOsbYiYhiXzIOqRo_Bwdc65Wh_xVOOVEF0Qsi1hZBzCfCTUrUzgNBlzb1OgPixTPAE2Oier_4_cI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quin, not even trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa9yMYPPB-y9Wn-mNU3q2ND3F1drbB-A2vyN4VV3UYU4lMPNeq_8X_lApSmlHE1EgQoJh4soJSu1bHlFITX9FWbOqLSECWly4r-D7RG3WeIn.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa9yMYPPB-y9Wn-mNU3q2ND3F1drbB-A2vyN4VV3UYU4lMPNeq_8X_lApSmlHE1EgQoJh4soJSu1bHlFITX9FWbOqLSECWly4r-D7RG3WeIn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pyros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa9Yv9wuHldqG_UCsIhIGteBqd2AvYbAaC8av-v4sVfOFGwXaP8-kQVXJ2A41v60CDaXWrO0iW06ZyxEohss9LIhnb71FnKCPA0fqE_aEnfL.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa9Yv9wuHldqG_UCsIhIGteBqd2AvYbAaC8av-v4sVfOFGwXaP8-kQVXJ2A41v60CDaXWrO0iW06ZyxEohss9LIhnb71FnKCPA0fqE_aEnfL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren trying to head the ball, but all his attempt to header the ball seems to end up in his own goal for some reason. Prolly not pro enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa80e1x5KwUsc79xU8NUvZYDSbDczBUDK7mI3_jKJaCLAe526kUk05jPKPopYpAG2x8TII8wgMpongkaclzfpzIo_JseG08MV1gjwGEfwo48.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa80e1x5KwUsc79xU8NUvZYDSbDczBUDK7mI3_jKJaCLAe526kUk05jPKPopYpAG2x8TII8wgMpongkaclzfpzIo_JseG08MV1gjwGEfwo48.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whiffle ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa82CikGIxuFBsqByyn9pwNr_acFTzyw9Kbz0rPQXwhKg60ZMkbjfHBbpVqNlpow4k_zcXnEaSY5BB6b-M1q3mVvIg5PQfHkag_Adv91uaxX.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa82CikGIxuFBsqByyn9pwNr_acFTzyw9Kbz0rPQXwhKg60ZMkbjfHBbpVqNlpow4k_zcXnEaSY5BB6b-M1q3mVvIg5PQfHkag_Adv91uaxX.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rambo and Tin Tin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa90cyJ_G6Eh6JsrEr3Q25-_d6_YQU6Id08f4XzXBbmIoDSN_6Q9BWlp212ZY1mGQ8atAQOSw_p1ayKd4jVqjKKRI0mxWEi_ro_Lb16Tsh5H.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa90cyJ_G6Eh6JsrEr3Q25-_d6_YQU6Id08f4XzXBbmIoDSN_6Q9BWlp212ZY1mGQ8atAQOSw_p1ayKd4jVqjKKRI0mxWEi_ro_Lb16Tsh5H.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, being the cook again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa92bQlIOBPxSA-z2gMvZe_jY9eSDaPkHLQuThzHSFTKcntEMtKEFpE0DXeYmET0TGrVRi0UM9A8Gto5LE_6GLuRV8d-3sBipZElXVb1Ex3l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa92bQlIOBPxSA-z2gMvZe_jY9eSDaPkHLQuThzHSFTKcntEMtKEFpE0DXeYmET0TGrVRi0UM9A8Gto5LE_6GLuRV8d-3sBipZElXVb1Ex3l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris, owning everyone in poker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa94moCf9UUDm16QXMOfKk8CHmq_ntl-jyK1VOO2Cy04zc8KqmNGFTd339lo-3Xk00jkXYj2VA0HSBnKW_ZtD-HNfIkI2hR9Qn6dl3SRzSHa.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa94moCf9UUDm16QXMOfKk8CHmq_ntl-jyK1VOO2Cy04zc8KqmNGFTd339lo-3Xk00jkXYj2VA0HSBnKW_ZtD-HNfIkI2hR9Qn6dl3SRzSHa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quin, chugging his beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa917oehtL8JNw41y44McprEARs-YNMrPWahDEoD5rtB4vgz1RJld1rYYsYAkSJSYaHIXrfduajEDp-JWyVpnN5x-tg1pEPVC-E6_o8UOSBc.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa917oehtL8JNw41y44McprEARs-YNMrPWahDEoD5rtB4vgz1RJld1rYYsYAkSJSYaHIXrfduajEDp-JWyVpnN5x-tg1pEPVC-E6_o8UOSBc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, other people followed after him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-3m6XM94DDc86tnX_KQNBsJX_EhHY7Dt8UhlEP3SHTmleYtUEIwiZ_dmJx_Ah-Zj5JL0CLQkF8bPRTS_eCybF5jFXMQQdm1RgFGCvGhVT8.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-3m6XM94DDc86tnX_KQNBsJX_EhHY7Dt8UhlEP3SHTmleYtUEIwiZ_dmJx_Ah-Zj5JL0CLQkF8bPRTS_eCybF5jFXMQQdm1RgFGCvGhVT8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stumpster being stumpy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-4oEyVZSXOYTyVu6F-JbU4AKC91AyBMwzipehLnO3IVk-sSTev9EUQAIGBnMJeT-2Mk5ZtJtmUgZxigSXvI5baOUM-XVsqoL2lGRxO7M8Z.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-4oEyVZSXOYTyVu6F-JbU4AKC91AyBMwzipehLnO3IVk-sSTev9EUQAIGBnMJeT-2Mk5ZtJtmUgZxigSXvI5baOUM-XVsqoL2lGRxO7M8Z.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-8Q1NbMQ6k1arOB3UYUD8JySQGNciBSK6AFF5m8b3KnxIP_pq2sDZnhTIneHVgE9dxfvm-syWmgjhnBIf2GmNqSOlMYKFtzWuh9oCF3SUi.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-8Q1NbMQ6k1arOB3UYUD8JySQGNciBSK6AFF5m8b3KnxIP_pq2sDZnhTIneHVgE9dxfvm-syWmgjhnBIf2GmNqSOlMYKFtzWuh9oCF3SUi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poker again... (losers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-8WiS3doNJ25Uqv1T54e2BGxpvHADeg4OZ5XknKPkAV_Nm7Jgy9VPYBKpurbzvz0iTo_VF2pWOUCUkDIQxTuAt5WGCJnIC4xJKmcilOBX5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-8WiS3doNJ25Uqv1T54e2BGxpvHADeg4OZ5XknKPkAV_Nm7Jgy9VPYBKpurbzvz0iTo_VF2pWOUCUkDIQxTuAt5WGCJnIC4xJKmcilOBX5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa_9j5o1ZrNVQ567ggN9YjHB43y-xFcNgf1pXol1se-8Zyzw2e_qys3BmAlP66iss4pMHYjkrFyG4cssBJkwR7WDSPiTnteM59fS-RAg0zbG.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa_9j5o1ZrNVQ567ggN9YjHB43y-xFcNgf1pXol1se-8Zyzw2e_qys3BmAlP66iss4pMHYjkrFyG4cssBJkwR7WDSPiTnteM59fS-RAg0zbG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the flashlight he's holding? It's a menace in his hands. Kept flashing it directly to people's eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa_AyPGZnPN6JDxNHejxv8es3bVLuLbYNTXBOtC1ffqGH-D8vbbA7URlPZZ0UvWylF8tjfulBe8ZqE1F7toCidGDq-30j51P9lCSoroIkALs.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa_AyPGZnPN6JDxNHejxv8es3bVLuLbYNTXBOtC1ffqGH-D8vbbA7URlPZZ0UvWylF8tjfulBe8ZqE1F7toCidGDq-30j51P9lCSoroIkALs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot, innit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa_gLsL_QY6i92WS5YrDXVmHZZy1LCxWM0yWlX3Dccwqs5j2mI7bL3TxWDr4ecx4734VubMy06dM-xkswkNLE4G5ak7qSOPLyke8NcC9L6ww.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa_gLsL_QY6i92WS5YrDXVmHZZy1LCxWM0yWlX3Dccwqs5j2mI7bL3TxWDr4ecx4734VubMy06dM-xkswkNLE4G5ak7qSOPLyke8NcC9L6ww.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butter and his dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa_ik9znAGeWbNnneI3hNm-9KxbDHLZXvBkxJGbqv23GQT7DQp3ibujoKKkWJqZhCrNReI5e_vJqMohEp8c-hS6YSizMu7HNTG6oYuFQtL7p.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa_ik9znAGeWbNnneI3hNm-9KxbDHLZXvBkxJGbqv23GQT7DQp3ibujoKKkWJqZhCrNReI5e_vJqMohEp8c-hS6YSizMu7HNTG6oYuFQtL7p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us laughing at one of Stumpy's jokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa_J2Jw5yNltKpu0H63XNj5vcViyKRBBKUB529FiiXxmI2ome35TW_cvB3wsAdFG6wZs9KoYP5gNRXueg0Wad8tsNcd93TlFav0eRdR8ii5i.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa_J2Jw5yNltKpu0H63XNj5vcViyKRBBKUB529FiiXxmI2ome35TW_cvB3wsAdFG6wZs9KoYP5gNRXueg0Wad8tsNcd93TlFav0eRdR8ii5i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We weren't drunk, I promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa_jxKMW0SeFc4fvU98xigFXi9_dtmnqL8gh_ILgN69GLYpiBqwtJXIMIoX_AWwld4e1WkY-PdWp2SSC7fc-Q2mOKVAjQo0DYm2bZ1B4wCUj.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa_jxKMW0SeFc4fvU98xigFXi9_dtmnqL8gh_ILgN69GLYpiBqwtJXIMIoX_AWwld4e1WkY-PdWp2SSC7fc-Q2mOKVAjQo0DYm2bZ1B4wCUj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big bad Ben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa_LCZB07x-IhS_pneue53L4SzujmybXf5tzt0rI1ZJ1z8S59JdWhjdl8DPIBW1QC9NjfbGV0g_jcyHTSLpAzVfFjAgXjGZIgX2K0F9DeXvJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa_LCZB07x-IhS_pneue53L4SzujmybXf5tzt0rI1ZJ1z8S59JdWhjdl8DPIBW1QC9NjfbGV0g_jcyHTSLpAzVfFjAgXjGZIgX2K0F9DeXvJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butter and Ben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa_q_IbnxJGel4crtXGDRe-yAnhCYuuiaM8oBU0oi2FWF68FMg2mCXsNcCc6sdFuwevD2F_O85R4XEUKMXzD-lxrCGI3bcenlSLJeLrmgCr9.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa_q_IbnxJGel4crtXGDRe-yAnhCYuuiaM8oBU0oi2FWF68FMg2mCXsNcCc6sdFuwevD2F_O85R4XEUKMXzD-lxrCGI3bcenlSLJeLrmgCr9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Darren saw a girl and he was suprised they even existed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa_QbCi8L658Osjq01jWyvsKMJMXMAprYU6c0msXOFzASIjfBKHv5DL9sZCYh8OBCaE4m_bX4yTbS1FvYUo_0XpWBag2zIJQOM95YQ58IG1_.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa_QbCi8L658Osjq01jWyvsKMJMXMAprYU6c0msXOFzASIjfBKHv5DL9sZCYh8OBCaE4m_bX4yTbS1FvYUo_0XpWBag2zIJQOM95YQ58IG1_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at him, don't you just wanna clock him in the face? You shud see his sister tho. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa_RTySUZ_eAIV0oU4O049SMGcU8zdTEfBfHdbxqVL7JYmJvB6H1JO-CZnqzNG5khkclgkkhTScxtRiyjySbNWbX6dBDnvKLSepNHHdFI0IF.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa_RTySUZ_eAIV0oU4O049SMGcU8zdTEfBfHdbxqVL7JYmJvB6H1JO-CZnqzNG5khkclgkkhTScxtRiyjySbNWbX6dBDnvKLSepNHHdFI0IF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa_t7Rx9KvsKtAMypVJs252Kqkpnd50FUtDjAZyxYmkctLVprnF_5c7AKX0OH16TjSrUqHS9xPfAlQICLxRtwPtum5map5ghWt7JTx7mPrFi.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa_t7Rx9KvsKtAMypVJs252Kqkpnd50FUtDjAZyxYmkctLVprnF_5c7AKX0OH16TjSrUqHS9xPfAlQICLxRtwPtum5map5ghWt7JTx7mPrFi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa_TuRomjcxXCBcJqG36XFkj5gbvtS-ir1ZDiRf0p5ZjkKVpEC3wrTRnPYZoAoPI763Y5PBfw8JxykixIhL7JLfsUShlt2fqu5RSgJ7wcZj8.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa_TuRomjcxXCBcJqG36XFkj5gbvtS-ir1ZDiRf0p5ZjkKVpEC3wrTRnPYZoAoPI763Y5PBfw8JxykixIhL7JLfsUShlt2fqu5RSgJ7wcZj8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gang at the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-A5er_ClLrIhgZBgcxLxGxRmIpr8nqjX1fimHadZK86FpMWyQAwQcqjfDYWvkOPTR8kABfszKBpFwR-annLa-wkehND6r1KSWwcJeqCQhk.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-A5er_ClLrIhgZBgcxLxGxRmIpr8nqjX1fimHadZK86FpMWyQAwQcqjfDYWvkOPTR8kABfszKBpFwR-annLa-wkehND6r1KSWwcJeqCQhk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benny enjoying his Dr. Pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-AXtQq2H0zEdsMHLtD9uAT1Lr0cMskS2S7VG40fXIO19qpDrRngMqIRqkLCAtF8KTkYLG55p30InPE_CSNW21ZMFotrvmDQXAUv1fFbDmu.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-AXtQq2H0zEdsMHLtD9uAT1Lr0cMskS2S7VG40fXIO19qpDrRngMqIRqkLCAtF8KTkYLG55p30InPE_CSNW21ZMFotrvmDQXAUv1fFbDmu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stumps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-EmYxVnaAI2lARTaBIU4pPpTLjSOvw6wwlJYfF1WAC5EsNxl8-O52TAuyV_BI_qpC7YNYjwQaIhqt2JeEWKv6gFfGD2zF0_29PK3CYX0xo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-EmYxVnaAI2lARTaBIU4pPpTLjSOvw6wwlJYfF1WAC5EsNxl8-O52TAuyV_BI_qpC7YNYjwQaIhqt2JeEWKv6gFfGD2zF0_29PK3CYX0xo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and his dirty shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-GCt9sh6j5A-H2ghIYNrE23dWjE3UCEflg96OHwhqeoUWz18g6FuLeTkgmx_Dz_Lxiy0sUPr83KjPbw4eHLwzV0PXQX3fQxP3q49_G6OmS.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-GCt9sh6j5A-H2ghIYNrE23dWjE3UCEflg96OHwhqeoUWz18g6FuLeTkgmx_Dz_Lxiy0sUPr83KjPbw4eHLwzV0PXQX3fQxP3q49_G6OmS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-hl_E-EqBdrypxcAiXoFza4qWGQQ8oIZ5-2QGzNjBRALCubE2C6Vq-ihpS0OeuKLoZNSI2_RPg0mn6-FgcpPdKX2jMxoluyG4aWabeNgN7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-hl_E-EqBdrypxcAiXoFza4qWGQQ8oIZ5-2QGzNjBRALCubE2C6Vq-ihpS0OeuKLoZNSI2_RPg0mn6-FgcpPdKX2jMxoluyG4aWabeNgN7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooking up bacon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-mkKq1czp7GULLDeyx100ZJzCj7flV7nM4JTdyibcatgLC58xgX2IMRR2_ywY1g8B5ugyp119EtBzG1Gd5817NkPWvhDRZvI0tfgVQEVPM.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-mkKq1czp7GULLDeyx100ZJzCj7flV7nM4JTdyibcatgLC58xgX2IMRR2_ywY1g8B5ugyp119EtBzG1Gd5817NkPWvhDRZvI0tfgVQEVPM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thinker pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-mKnvmbP8OW3wSgdFreY6LFZeNKKAN-OeeIbgVvVz_ox2I0UsZbq641oXu16cTCNnQaNxU_MftUNUc-Ep-QXUtUj4LXFJg3ZYKJwxs5Al1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-mKnvmbP8OW3wSgdFreY6LFZeNKKAN-OeeIbgVvVz_ox2I0UsZbq641oXu16cTCNnQaNxU_MftUNUc-Ep-QXUtUj4LXFJg3ZYKJwxs5Al1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quin being Quin, Jeff being.... stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-MYAP3Odbo799pLhrSlLfj4L-1-SCmf_ukww4o8qD-UQKOndgYTAC8Wy2-b5-1BlYjg_L5fFjT3_ywF03ncdEmBKj94iuB9WvTFXljBATu.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-MYAP3Odbo799pLhrSlLfj4L-1-SCmf_ukww4o8qD-UQKOndgYTAC8Wy2-b5-1BlYjg_L5fFjT3_ywF03ncdEmBKj94iuB9WvTFXljBATu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we kiss... oooohhhh.. Fireee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-nqf4XKIXlOrrezgLON-EZ3wmB6kesHiQTpvuA6nmpFK0CLJWNngBTaTgrXiU_So3A_G-cr-pE_zfPdt6CDxezeAXXtErCUkFhELHUmd3i.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-nqf4XKIXlOrrezgLON-EZ3wmB6kesHiQTpvuA6nmpFK0CLJWNngBTaTgrXiU_So3A_G-cr-pE_zfPdt6CDxezeAXXtErCUkFhELHUmd3i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poker in the tent, thats the way to do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-O6HrdJ90kLifEFxCbzUJIzBnnr5TkQNvDJ0-mlpHWXcCKV5UYUeR5mtJB9N8t4_LsGVAhfFLpohzsWxw-z7n1IiNmpsNTLFmQoVZfdTqe.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-O6HrdJ90kLifEFxCbzUJIzBnnr5TkQNvDJ0-mlpHWXcCKV5UYUeR5mtJB9N8t4_LsGVAhfFLpohzsWxw-z7n1IiNmpsNTLFmQoVZfdTqe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gangsta yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-oz7RcC1hngaW70aX3eHnRlNVdj4w5PqfzkHyFMxe1ah-3qLFcBIwrPw-MkIvOaKl5o5YtCZ72-BcIa_3UY9PFNNhTWFfr1XuIaD7VqiND.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-oz7RcC1hngaW70aX3eHnRlNVdj4w5PqfzkHyFMxe1ah-3qLFcBIwrPw-MkIvOaKl5o5YtCZ72-BcIa_3UY9PFNNhTWFfr1XuIaD7VqiND.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris stealing the spotlight with his bright yellow shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-s0nHUhHVv6SP-meOu_xcD7gUhIzEBvt6PKWX6kdZ58y9L0U0wSukZ_mY1rc_xlYCTvRgh9hWBRtCVHih600b9swbPvYZhdpo-ueDiEKP1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-s0nHUhHVv6SP-meOu_xcD7gUhIzEBvt6PKWX6kdZ58y9L0U0wSukZ_mY1rc_xlYCTvRgh9hWBRtCVHih600b9swbPvYZhdpo-ueDiEKP1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff T and Quinton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-T97h2i0wbqsH10YJ3wMdn4cIE21m0mfcxU1u0v_-CXmRK4KI4XnZBZ--F5UcTgM7cN9eLt5_bFhOltK9XnWYMQMfRddVZqarAtw4FpxSJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-T97h2i0wbqsH10YJ3wMdn4cIE21m0mfcxU1u0v_-CXmRK4KI4XnZBZ--F5UcTgM7cN9eLt5_bFhOltK9XnWYMQMfRddVZqarAtw4FpxSJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-VB9Z-XbeNRZofohj22awv3ms0Zp8kfwAmmzZPPUDsw3NOdGWt8T2OK480KshRhkxzVM7KkDQXKB1rigeM18nnWSRpcAU-fOuKHEheHcdi.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-VB9Z-XbeNRZofohj22awv3ms0Zp8kfwAmmzZPPUDsw3NOdGWt8T2OK480KshRhkxzVM7KkDQXKB1rigeM18nnWSRpcAU-fOuKHEheHcdi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-Vxph-GLhWY3In5BxjmxpsMIbxuXkYRxkFBdq6WOR4xl1J-Xv9vpifp9HnIsobxv8gdcHRvh28QmcurZ9HVDNajJXR2pj7wZcdaipw1LyY.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-Vxph-GLhWY3In5BxjmxpsMIbxuXkYRxkFBdq6WOR4xl1J-Xv9vpifp9HnIsobxv8gdcHRvh28QmcurZ9HVDNajJXR2pj7wZcdaipw1LyY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quin, trying to head the ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-W5Cm9F-U9eAukA4CKCxUR87jFR2OzT9weyAjgSYk4mAX42JtTz59iihJISJu60GgcDRUUPeRuQJQKDbpmNI0MJivUwV85gop-cLhmHTly.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-W5Cm9F-U9eAukA4CKCxUR87jFR2OzT9weyAjgSYk4mAX42JtTz59iihJISJu60GgcDRUUPeRuQJQKDbpmNI0MJivUwV85gop-cLhmHTly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two biggest drunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-xZJ5dIXjbOZfg4LzgKrh_QtWXEginxjaTTnnT2PMovPfsT5DrRxnRWdumFWfGPZNW67jhkd9WsoYm4pQafo_aOuLB3j9A1FuDanomrjeq.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-xZJ5dIXjbOZfg4LzgKrh_QtWXEginxjaTTnnT2PMovPfsT5DrRxnRWdumFWfGPZNW67jhkd9WsoYm4pQafo_aOuLB3j9A1FuDanomrjeq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing jackpot with a football. Ben being rough pushing away both me and Quin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-Y8AElvmwwUC3TAEeHl4DhaLTt-T7C9bK9DzJZgGnIQmCHg4SrWKCrXVRi9YvaQDNnzXMJuN76mMVlLPi2PeTA_UKdVo_tUqmKfXpdjpyT.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-Y8AElvmwwUC3TAEeHl4DhaLTt-T7C9bK9DzJZgGnIQmCHg4SrWKCrXVRi9YvaQDNnzXMJuN76mMVlLPi2PeTA_UKdVo_tUqmKfXpdjpyT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate Chip muffin.. mmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-rUhdgIOd6Pjknc5h0ulytbO-DNoS9Rub2cxAB9nOfKNJkl1IhQwumGdadtkpzTAnAIEU00EN54wJX4cRDzuxv_ureYYyFAQ-yDpPlTYSl.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/3649/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0EmWszLZfcraAd6NYU7iUa-rUhdgIOd6Pjknc5h0ulytbO-DNoS9Rub2cxAB9nOfKNJkl1IhQwumGdadtkpzTAnAIEU00EN54wJX4cRDzuxv_ureYYyFAQ-yDpPlTYSl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birds Hill '06 crew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Highlight of the trip was when we were playing poker in the tent, and everyone was serious and stuff, he said out of nowhere, "Anyone wanna go to the can together, I need to take a huuuge poop."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh Stumpster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-115622885106719884?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/115622885106719884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=115622885106719884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/115622885106719884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/115622885106719884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/08/birds-hill-06.html' title='Bird&apos;s Hill &apos;06'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-115589280508272819</id><published>2006-08-18T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T02:21:01.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Though I fail You, You still remain in me and I'm blessed.</title><content type='html'>Hey folks, how's everyone doing? I, personally am doing pretty good. Got a job at McDonald's, but they're not giving me any shifts cos apparently they dont have trainers. Went for an interview at a cafe in MacNally Robinson bookstore, and it was just a waste of time. Wasn't even there for 5 minutes and he said "I will call you back sometime at the end of this week to set up another interview." Like what the fish. It was said in my resume that I wanted to work full-time and to drag me in for an "interview" asking me how many hours I wanted to work was just pointless. but whatever. Camping again tomorrow =) This time, a major sausage fest, though, still gonna be fun times.&lt;br /&gt;Also, got my new phone. It was neither the k800i nor the N70. It's Sony Ericsson w810i. Pretty decent phone and reliable. Am happy. But yesterday, I was walking around the mall and found out that Rogers have this phone. Was super pissed. Lol. Cos i thot i was special. Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Liverpool won the Community Shield and we're playing against Sheffield Utd this saturday.. I'm pumped, though im gonna be missing it cos im going camping. Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Saturate again last weekend.. yet again, i came back feeling God has spoken to me. What really caught me the most was when the pastor was talking about how we should be worshipping God from the inside out, instead from the outside inwards. And it really struck me. Cos lots of times I just feel really unworthy to come in front of God and worship and talk to Him. What the pastor said was that because Jesus has died for our sins, we are all free of bondages and condemnations. So, we should have the mindset that we're sinless in front of God (though humans never stop sinning, but because Jesus has shed His blood to cleanse our sins, we are sinless and pure). See if we all had the mindset that we are always worthy to be worshipping Him, we wouldnt be scared to serve Him. I mean, lots of times when I play guitar at church, i find it to be nervewrecking because Im afraid I might screw up or something. But if we worship from the inside out, it wouldn't be a problem because we're doing the outward thing because we know that we're doing what God wants us to do. Most churches have this mindset of outwards in, as in, most churches only care about what we do outwards. About how we act, and doing good things all the time. Not that doing good is a bad thing, but if that's all you care about, it is not the way of Christianity. What I think, Christianity is the discipleship with Christ. See, if we follow Jesus Christ, our whole belief and the way we do things will be based on what Jesus did and what He's telling us to do, thus the saying "What would Jesus do?". But with most churches nowadays, it more about being good, and being pure....and then, follow Jesus, which I think takes out the true meaning of Christianity. Christians nowadays only care about how good of people we should be. How we should not sin and do all the bad stuff. That takes out the whole meaning of following Jesus because if that's the central of your belief (believing in always doing good), then when does Jesus come into the picture? We can never be pure enough or holy enough to enter God's presence by our own might and strength, thats a fact. What is also a fact is that God has sent Jesus Christ to die for us and cleanse us in order that we always appear sinless and blameless in the eyes of God, and that is the true meaning of love.&lt;br /&gt;If you randomly ask people on the street about what they think Christianity is, you would probably get cliched answers, like "reading the bible all the time" or "praying all the time" or "doing good all the time". But I think the 2 most important things to recognize about Christianity is to believe in Jesus Christ wholeheartedly to gain eternal life, and to spread the Gospel to the ends of the world. Being good probably comes in at the end of the list because that's not important I don't think. Jesus molds us to be His follower, and if we are good disciples, we would automatically take Jesus as an example, though we can never ever be like him, but we try.. thats all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I should really get some sleep cos I would probably stay up really really late on the camping trip. Gonna be a great weekend. Ta ta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless folks. I'll remember you in my prayer: Hui Jing, Samara, and to all you folks who're writing exams. Take care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-115589280508272819?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/115589280508272819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=115589280508272819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/115589280508272819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/115589280508272819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/08/though-i-fail-you-you-still-remain-in.html' title='Though I fail You, You still remain in me and I&apos;m blessed.'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-115380952560302989</id><published>2006-07-24T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T01:06:53.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"GODISNOWHERE"</title><content type='html'>Now, read the title again.. I didn't really mean "GodIsNoWhere", but I meant "GodIsNowHere". Interesting huh? lol. I get amused easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, it isn't fun being a Christian in this world. People look at us as though we are weirdos and uptight little people. But to tell you the truth, some of us are.. but most of us are just regular folks who hold different beliefs. Correct if I'm wrong, but all Christians like to have fun. Most of us would love to go clubbing every week, get hammered and have sex with different women. I know for a fact, I do. They are all "fun", perceived by the world. See, Christians are often called "party poopers" because we don't wanna do those things. Not because we hate it, or not because we don't think it's fun.. but we think it's wrong to do it, so we try to stay as far away from it. Once in a while we fall into the temptation of doing it, but we feel guilty afterwards. In this world, when we call someone a Christian, people often have the idea that the person is clean-cut and straight edge, always staying at home reading the bible, and don't have any friends. But that really isn't what it is. We go out and have fun too. We go out and hang out with friends, and often atimes, we really really wanna go out with friends and drink and get smashed. But because we believe that being a Christian is to shun the worldly ways of living and partying and to obey God's commandments, we tend to find different ways of having fun. So if you're one of the people who thinks that Christians never have fun, you are oh so wrong. When I hang out with my friends from high school (who are mostly Christians), we tend to find more creative things to do then just getting drunk or getting stoned. We play lots of sports, we rent movies to watch, we hang out and just talk about life and girls/guys. I know, at the back of my mind, what I really want to do is go to the bar and meet girls, but I still have tonnes of fun with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think about it properly, whats the use of getting drunk and not remembering anything the next day? I mean, if you had fun the last night and not remember having fun, what's the point of that? People say amnesia is a disease-what's the difference between drunkards and people with amnesia? You are not given a choice to have amnesia or not, but you are given a choice to get drunk and forget everything.&lt;br /&gt;If people say they get drunk to get over a bad breakup or try to forget a bad experience, that's bullcrap. I definitely did that before and I was an angry drunk. I was being an ass to everyone and the hangover the next day sucked balls. So, think again, what's so fun about getting drunk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to my point.. I'm not here to try to convert any of you or even tell you not to drink, but I'm just here to straighten out some idealogy you guys have about Christians. We may seem like uptight people, but we really are just like anyone, we love to have fun....but in different ways.&lt;br /&gt;To quote a friend (who's prolly reading this at work ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I wish Christians can have sex outside of marriage". &lt;/em&gt;Or something along those lines =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;_______________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really miss her. She's such a great person and such a good friend. I'm pissed at myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyways, Samara is coming back from Malaysia on Saturday and we all miss her. But most importantly, she's gonna bring back my new baby.. nono, i didn't make her pregnant.. but my dad's getting me a new phone frm Malaysia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It'll be either the Sony Ericsson K800i:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img height="360" src="http://www.mobile88.com/gen/photos/Sony%20Ericsson/K800i/k800_2_b.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 383px; HEIGHT: 404px" height="404" src="http://www.mobile88.com/gen/photos/Sony%20Ericsson/K800i/k800i_13_b.jpg" width="323" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3.2 megapixel baybee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Or it might be the Nokia N70:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img height="322" src="http://www.mobile88.com/gen/photos/Nokia/N70/n70_2_b.jpg" width="365" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 409px; HEIGHT: 351px" height="337" src="http://www.mobile88.com/gen/photos/Nokia/N70/nokia_n70_hirez_3a_b.jpg" width="390" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tho less sexy and 2.0 megapixel, I've always liked Nokia cos it has never failed me before =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Which one would you get if you were me? The &lt;a href="http://www.mobile88.com/mobilegallery/specification.asp?phone=sony_ericsson_k800i&amp;pg=spec&amp;amp;prodid=959&amp;cat=24"&gt;k800i&lt;/a&gt; or the &lt;a href="http://www.mobile88.com/mobilegallery/specification.asp?phone=nokia_n70&amp;amp;pg=spec&amp;prodid=700&amp;amp;cat=1"&gt;N70&lt;/a&gt; (click on links for specs) or something totally different? Drop me a comment or something..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't uploaded pics in a while, so I'm gna put on a bunch of pics from my camping trip last month.. its alot of pics, so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/109/11139/1024/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0K-E-8gbQ8w9VhGJYFc7lNbKgF33iwZfcC_a-eItrrNLVebTXza2GfGke5uBTek-RhqUg38N0vm-wbzOSt8m-Z9WD_-uiQPuos2jFL-ZopwJWvAV5ySUKuuBGNWKf5Hp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/109/11139/400/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0K-E-8gbQ8w9VhGJYFc7lNbKgF33iwZfcC_a-eItrrNLVebTXza2GfGke5uBTek-RhqUg38N0vm-wbzOSt8m-Z9WD_-uiQPuos2jFL-ZopwJWvAV5ySUKuuBGNWKf5Hp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/109/11139/1024/Rushing%20River%2006%20(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; 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BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/109/11139/400/CIMG2302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/109/11139/1024/Rushing%20River%2006%20(24).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/109/11139/400/Rushing%20River%2006%20%2824%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/109/11139/1024/Rushing%20River%2006%20(72).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/109/11139/400/Rushing%20River%2006%20%2872%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/109/11139/1024/Rushing%20River%2006%20(94).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/109/11139/400/Rushing%20River%2006%20%2894%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/109/11139/1024/Rushing%20River%2006%20(24).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/109/11139/400/Rushing%20River%2006%20%2824%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-115380952560302989?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/115380952560302989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=115380952560302989' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/115380952560302989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/115380952560302989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/07/godisnowhere.html' title='&quot;GODISNOWHERE&quot;'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-115317354462178516</id><published>2006-07-17T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T14:59:04.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Inside Out....</title><content type='html'>Praise the Lord!!! He is faithful and He keeps his promise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry bout the non-existing update. Just been caught up with.....stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will put up a huuge ranting post sometime soon.. take care folks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-115317354462178516?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/115317354462178516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=115317354462178516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/115317354462178516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/115317354462178516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/07/from-inside-out.html' title='From the Inside Out....'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-115147295692495744</id><published>2006-06-27T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T22:35:56.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rushing River '06</title><content type='html'>Camping was pretty much awesome. Though some stuff bugged me before I left, but during the camp, I never thought one bit about it. We bonded and we had so much fun. Company was good, food was good, weather was amazing.. life can't get any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday night, we had a prayer thing, which was so good. My friends are just awesome. No other group in the world would gather around to pray for one another. Anyways, pictures coming up soon.. too tired now.. take care folks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go England!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-115147295692495744?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/115147295692495744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=115147295692495744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/115147295692495744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/115147295692495744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/06/rushing-river-06.html' title='Rushing River &apos;06'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-115104578816884004</id><published>2006-06-22T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T23:56:28.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust, where the hell has that gone?</title><content type='html'>I drove by and I saw her walking today. She is looking so freaking good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, I thot I trusted you. How the hell could you betray my trust. Yeah, you.. You know who you are&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-115104578816884004?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/115104578816884004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=115104578816884004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/115104578816884004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/115104578816884004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/06/trust-where-hell-has-that-gone.html' title='Trust, where the hell has that gone?'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-115101603054100116</id><published>2006-06-22T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T15:40:30.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup 2006- predictable thing happened</title><content type='html'>Haha!!! USA went out today! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camping tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life cant be any better&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-115101603054100116?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/115101603054100116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=115101603054100116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/115101603054100116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/115101603054100116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-cup-2006-predictable-thing.html' title='World Cup 2006- predictable thing happened'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-115044255038164661</id><published>2006-06-16T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T00:22:30.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>England will always give us a good time</title><content type='html'>I sure hope the game against Trinidad has proved enough that Gerrard should have a more attacking role istead of just being a holding player. The qualities of Gerrard cannot be match by anyone in the world cup (not even Ballack, he's a cunt. A money minded cunt). In the game against Paraguay, all Gerrard did was stay back and defend, and the outcome of the game was obvious- Boring! Gerrard gives more flair to the team when attacking, and with Becks on the right, the passing on the right side of the field will be superb. There's no greater passer in the world than Stevie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter Crouch was superb as well, tho lots of chances gona awray, but he's proved that he can work under pressure and scored a lovely header in the end. Kudos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at Shannon's Irish Pub to watch the game with a bunch of England fans, and it was just amazing. When Crouch scored the late goal, the place just erupted. In the 1st half, everyone kept yelling(mostly united fans), "Take Crouch out! Put in Rooney". But when Crouch scored, some scousers started singing "You'll Never Walk Alone". It was the funniest thing ever, i wish i had it on recording. lol. United fans started yelling "United! United!".. oh man, i had the time of my life even tho 2 ppl stood me up.. i.e. quin (well, he had to wait for the cable guy) and fred. You both missed out on a great time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-115044255038164661?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/115044255038164661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=115044255038164661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/115044255038164661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/115044255038164661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/06/england-will-always-give-us-good-time.html' title='England will always give us a good time'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-115026548205543615</id><published>2006-06-13T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T23:11:22.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughing out Loud</title><content type='html'>Haha! USA...go home and play your fake football. The ranks doesn't mean a single thing. So, stop bragging about the rank, and pack it up. Cos after 2 more games, you're gone.. gone, i tell you.. You were lucky last World Cup to get to the quarters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-115026548205543615?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/115026548205543615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=115026548205543615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/115026548205543615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/115026548205543615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/06/laughing-out-loud.html' title='Laughing out Loud'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114989577255501575</id><published>2006-06-09T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T16:29:32.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Germany vs. Costa Rica&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, not a bad game, high scoring action. The game was pretty much messy, and the technical side of it was barely visible. Once the players got the ball, either they &lt;em&gt;bolot&lt;/em&gt; or pass the ball randomly. Though 3 goals in the 1st half, the game was still messy. &lt;br /&gt;Came second half, both teams were more organized and the game picked up.. Less goals in this half tho, but still very entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;1st and 4th goal from Germany was spectacular. I absolutely loved the 1st goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final score, Germany &lt;strong&gt;4-2&lt;/strong&gt; Costa Rica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114989577255501575?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114989577255501575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114989577255501575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114989577255501575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114989577255501575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-cup-day-1.html' title='World Cup Day 1'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114983319796997636</id><published>2006-06-08T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T23:06:37.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup 2006, Germany</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna do an in depth analysis (not like &lt;a href="http://imgine.blogspot.com"&gt;brian's&lt;/a&gt; analysis on world cup on the whole) of England's (obviously, the team I'm gonna be cheering for) team and how are we gonna fair in this world cup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114983319796997636?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114983319796997636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114983319796997636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114983319796997636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114983319796997636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-cup-2006-germany.html' title='World Cup 2006, Germany'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114973374400881861</id><published>2006-06-07T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T19:29:04.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Americans, Oh Americans.. (North Americans that is)</title><content type='html'>World cup in 2 sleeps, the whole world is all hyped up. Bookies are all taking millions of dollars in bets, fans are travelling to europe to see the games - some to hear the sounds, parties out in the streets with fans singing the songs of their nation.. but 2 places in the world which don't give a flying fish about the World Cup... that is the North Americans which consists of Canada and USA. They care more about the Stanley Cup.. Why? Because they think they're the best in the world and that they should isolate themselves from what the whole world likes. Take the word football as an example. How many times do american "footballers" actually kick the ball? Most of them don't ever kick the ball during the game.. only the punters and the field goal kickers. Other than that, it's all throwing. So why in the world is it called football? &lt;br /&gt;Because Americans are ignorant of their surroundings. Everything has to be about them. I can totally see the Americans sit around the table one day and go "hmmm. Football is such a popular sport.. why not take over the name and name our game of throwing, football.. that should confuse other counterparts, because who needs them? We can survive on our own."&lt;br /&gt;Its also hilarious that MLS is still on while the World Cup is on. I find it absolutely stupid that they're playing when the most watched even is on. I can totally see the americans showing the MLS games instead of the World Cup games. &lt;br /&gt;And the sad thing is that I'm gonna have my 1st World Cup here in Canada.. which isn't gonna much of a party.. I remember back in the day where school was cut short cos England was playing Brazil. People brought face paints and banging on bottles with teachers watching at the same time. Man, that was how passionate ppl were. Football was everything. Football was how we made more friends. Football was how we spent our evenings. Football was what binds us closer and keep each other accountable. The after-football chats were always so much fun. Just sit around and talk about life. But here, all people want to do is get drunk. All people want to do is beat the shit out of each other in their fake-football and hockey games. But i guess different countries different cultures.. Oh, well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are an American and you are offended by this post, well.. i could hardly care. Cos I'm just ranting. But if you are one of my friends and you are offended, just take it lightly.. I'm just too passionate about football to see it getting insulted and spat on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, folks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114973374400881861?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114973374400881861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114973374400881861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114973374400881861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114973374400881861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/06/americans-oh-americans-north-americans.html' title='Americans, Oh Americans.. (North Americans that is)'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114936399205363650</id><published>2006-06-03T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T12:47:50.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Tag You!!</title><content type='html'>So, I've been tagged by &lt;a href="http://drearyheavens.com"&gt;Jon&lt;/a&gt;... man, sorry for spazzing, I didn't mean to. Anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the rules of the tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points about his/her perfect lover. &lt;br /&gt;Have to mention the gender of his/her perfect lover. &lt;br /&gt;Tag eight other victims to join this game and leave a comment on their blog. &lt;br /&gt;If you are tagged the second time.There is NO need to do this again. &lt;br /&gt;Lastly, most importantly, HAVE FUN DOING IT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm gonna have sooo much fun.. right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funny&lt;/strong&gt;- The girl needs to live up to my humorous nature. If she is too uptight about everything and doesn't laugh as often as I do, away in the garbage she goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Able to go along with my friends&lt;/strong&gt;- I am the kind of person which will always bring the gf to every outing and dinner with my buddies, whether they know her or not. So, if she can't get along with my friends, away in the garbage she goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Soccer&lt;/strike&gt;Football lover&lt;/strong&gt;- I will wake up at any time of the day, watch a football game, and be rowdy as it was during the day. I would prolly call off dates if there was a football game. So, if she doesn't like football and can't stand my love for the game, away in the garbage she goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christian&lt;/strong&gt;- I believe if I go out or hopefully marry a lady friend, it'd be absolute havoc if we share different beliefs about God and religion. So, this I believe is an absolute must. I won't use the , "if she is not _______, away in the garbage she goes", cos it just doesn't sound right at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Absolute gorgeous&lt;/strong&gt;- In my eyes at least. If she is not, away in the garbage she goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Virgin&lt;/strong&gt;- 'Cos I don't take second hands. If she is not, away in the garbage she goes".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do not communicate by dropping hints&lt;/strong&gt;- Face it, there's no use dropping hints to us guys, because we have no clue when you guys are doing it. Half the time we think you're just mumbling some random things. So, if she does, away in the garbage she goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but no least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not only she has to be a football lover, but she has to love Liverpool FC like i do&lt;/strong&gt;- A liverpudlian for life. If she is not, away in the garbage she goes (ok, this is getting lame)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... I tag.....I barely have any friends who keeps a blog, I tag &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blakedang,blogspot.com"&gt;my bro, Blake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forcedbythecutesie.blogspot.com"&gt;Adrian Lim&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imgine.blogspot.com"&gt;Brian Lu&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more.. hmm... The other 5, I tag you liverpudlians out there. lol.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114936399205363650?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114936399205363650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114936399205363650' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114936399205363650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114936399205363650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-tag-you.html' title='I Tag You!!'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114933444592351209</id><published>2006-06-03T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T04:34:05.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Benchwarmers and Frisbee</title><content type='html'>Its 6:11am, and I am awake!!! well, I actually just got home. It was Andrew's 19th yesterday, so we hung out with him. Went to the theatres with about 8 guys and 3 girls (i know, sausage fest), and saw Benchwarmers. It is by far one of the funniest and legit comedies of the year. Pretty clean as well. Then we header over to Tim Hortons, sat around and talked for at least an hour, reminicsing and stuff. Went out to the parking lot after, and threw around the frisbee.. well, me and andrew had to drop some ppl off, but we went back to the parking lot at about 2 i believe. Everyone else had to leave, so it was just me, Andrew, Jeremy and Charisse. played frisbee in the lot till 5.15 ish.. and then we left. Man, it was soo cool to see the sunrise. lol.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/IMAGE_449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/IMAGE_449.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's great living on a prairie. The sky looks so much bigger.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a totally different note... was reading thro &lt;a href="http://imgine.blogspot.com"&gt;Brian's &lt;/a&gt; blog, and it is so true that little girls nowadays and trying so hard to look older and end up dressing all slutty.. I absolutely hate it when 14-15 year olds dress around in practically nothing with no boobs, and no body whatsover. How is that hot? &lt;br /&gt;I was pretty bored that I even checked out the person mentioned's friendster profile and also her blog.. She had this one entry where she told how much she drank and how tipsy she was.. man, she's freaking 14 and she's drinking so much. When I was 14, I was still trying to figure out what sex was(ok, that was a lie, but that's besides the point). At this rate, by the time she turns 18, she'll be an alcoholic and prolly would be one of the youngest at AA, and would also have a tummy from all that binge drinking. Ppl should learn to slow down on the growing up process. Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against drinking. Cos I do drink once in a while.. but I have seen things people do when they're drunk, and I could probably tell you a handfull of crazy stuff that I know happened. Drink moderately kids, and drink when're legal. Not when ur 4 years from legal. By 21, your brain cells would probably be dead ,and your liver would stop functioning. You have about 60 years of your life to drink, what's the rush. And what's with the party scenes that's happening with malaysia with super-underage kids. For you legal people, you ought to be ashamed of urselves. It's sad to say, but if you're out drinking with 14 year olds, you're losers. Don't hate me, just hate the fact that you're out getting drunk with girls that prolly dont even have had a proper sex ed yet. So yeah, losers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... Happy 19th bday Andrew, we love you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/IMAGE_444.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/IMAGE_444.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/IMAGE_446.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/IMAGE_446.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114933444592351209?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114933444592351209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114933444592351209' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114933444592351209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114933444592351209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/06/benchwarmers-and-frisbee.html' title='Benchwarmers and Frisbee'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114914731459934302</id><published>2006-05-31T23:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T02:14:31.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I ain't got you babe</title><content type='html'>The title is sooo stupid.. I'm running out of ideas and I'm listening to &lt;strong&gt;Johnny Cash&lt;/strong&gt;'s song, and so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. I think &lt;strong&gt;Jaclyn Victor&lt;/strong&gt; is the best Malaysian singer I've ever seen in my life. Her version of &lt;strong&gt;Sweet Child O' Mine&lt;/strong&gt; was superb. Tears rolled down my eyes listening to that version. Sam oh sam, why do u have to be sooo dramatic? but yeah, I am proud to be a Malaysian.&lt;br /&gt;For all of you have known about her long ago, don't go calling me ignorant and don't say I'm living under the shell.. 'Cos all along, I'm really not into the Malaysian music scene at all. Now now, don't call me traitor now.. I just wasn't too much into Malay music and the local bands. For some reason, I only liked mainstream stuff (holds up my fists at Hitz.fm).. but now that I'm more less mainstream-minded, I'm starting to listen to all sorts of stuff. E.g. Radiohead. I've never liked them at all. I thot their stuff was weird. But know, i think they're brilliant. But you know who's the best band out there? &lt;strong&gt;Death Cab for Cutie&lt;/strong&gt;. Kea Leng has discovered them long long ago, and always told me to listen to them, but I never listen 'cos back then I didn't like indie music &lt;strong&gt;at all&lt;/strong&gt;. So yeah, bought their back-then new album, &lt;strong&gt;Plans&lt;/strong&gt; and I fell in love. I fell in love with them like I fell in love with Lindsay Lohan.. except Lindsay Lohan was for her boobs (I'm soooo kidding, u feminists out there).. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, back to &lt;strong&gt;Jaclyn Victor&lt;/strong&gt;, I think it's really refreshing to hear such a good singer coming from my home. I reckon she'll be the 1st to go far, considering she sings english songs, unlike *ahem*Siti*ahem*.. So lets cross our fingers and hold hands and hope that she'll make Malaysia proud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it wasnt for &lt;a href="http://youtube.com"&gt;Youtube&lt;/a&gt;, there's no way in hell I would know about her. So, for those anti-downloading people, I think downloading music is great. You get to just download a few songs and if you like them, you buy the album. It's great. Free promotion for the artists, free music for us. Win-win bargain. It's great for the poor people and moochers as well (i.e. me).. we get to listen to the music, and support them spiritually. It's great innit. For those who say downloading is bad.. pffft.. whaddya know? But you know what's bad tho? Buying pirated CDs.. lol! that really puts the artists out of business, Malaysian especially, since no1 would wanna pay RM45 for a CD where you could buy 3 for RM10 with some cantonese speaking, hair dyed person on the street. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, speaking of which, I went to a &lt;em&gt;pasar malam&lt;/em&gt; one night with one of my uncle (no, I'm not in malaysia. This was a long long long time ago), a guy asked my uncle &lt;em&gt;leng zhai, sam kap, mm kap?&lt;/em&gt; (literally translated as: handsome guy, 3 stars or 5 stars?).. I cudn't stop laughing. It was the funniest thing seeing my uncle all blur and has no clue what was going on&lt;br /&gt;For you clueless people, Porn is divided into 3 kinds, 3 stars, 5 stars and 7(?) stars:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 stars&lt;/strong&gt;- Partial Nudity, i.e. only chest, not &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.minishorts.net/2006/05/29/peas/"&gt;pea pea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 stars&lt;/strong&gt;- hardcore (do i need to elaborate?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7(?) stars&lt;/strong&gt;- nasty shit man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, that concludes the porn categories.. not that I know them cos I buy them often. I just have &lt;strike&gt;sick&lt;/strike&gt; people who tells me stuff like that. Honest to the Person above!! If you guys really wanna know what 7(?) stars porn are, ask me, and depends on who you are, I might tell. If you are some hot girl and by telling you would blow my chance, then screw that. But if are really curious, I might cave in and tell you, but you gotta promise that I still have every chance in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on... World Cup is in 8 freaking days. I cannot wait!! Stevie Gerrard is gonna take the world by storm and I know it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to look forward to next month. Whole month of top class world football, camping with good friends, and erm... i think that's all. But camping's gonna be sooo sweet. I can hardly wait. We're leaving on the 23rd and will be back on the 25th. Gonna be soooooo schweeettttttttttttt.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, butter and I went to Triple B's today to have a beer ('cos i CANNNN), and just hang out, so we decided to play some VLTs.. walked to the slots, totally clueless how the machine works and total noobs, sat down, I put in a dollar.. the lady next to us heard us and knew we were noobs, so she taught us how to use the machine and stuff. So, before, I've seen my friend played video poker, and I thot, "hmmm. I like poker, why not play poker?".. lost the loonie in less than 30 seconds.. So, butter, sat down after me, put in a loonie, and decided to play slots. I've always had the mindset that slots are a waste of money and you cannot win anything. It's just once in a blue moon you get lucky and win some money. So, I laughed at butter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th try, he got 3 WILDs together or something, and had a bonus round.. picked a few jars and he won $27.. 27 freaking dollars from a loonie. Man.. lucky sonofagun. Anyways, him being a cheap dink, didn't wanna share the money.. Boooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, I'm done ranting for now.. Peace out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. oh. &lt;a href="http://thefourbrothers.podomatic.com"&gt;thefourbrothers&lt;/a&gt; have a new "sample song". Very good beat.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!!! WHAT!!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114914731459934302?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114914731459934302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114914731459934302' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114914731459934302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114914731459934302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/05/if-i-aint-got-you-babe_31.html' title='If I ain&apos;t got you babe'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114889720976537901</id><published>2006-05-29T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T03:06:49.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Butterflies and ponies.. and other things like that"</title><content type='html'>My favourite song of all time is "The Way You Make Me Feel" by thefourbrothers can be found here.. &lt;a href="http://thefourbrothers.podomatic.com"&gt;Clicketyclickeyclick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114889720976537901?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114889720976537901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114889720976537901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114889720976537901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114889720976537901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/05/butterflies-and-ponies-and-other.html' title='&quot;Butterflies and ponies.. and other things like that&quot;'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114802438997740963</id><published>2006-05-19T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T00:44:11.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishful thought (I definitely stole this saying from someone, but i forget who)</title><content type='html'>Happy (Early) B'day to me, happy (early) bday to me, happy (early) b'day to me, Happy (early) b'day to me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;make a wish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for world peace.. and also I wish I wasn't so miserable and uptight. I wish for the world for this one person. I wish to see my family &lt;strong&gt;saved&lt;/strong&gt;. I wish I had a tad bit more money. I wish i knew what I wanna do in my life. I wish....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that's too many wishes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...that I would grow so much more in knowing the Lord. I wish that girls would quit being so complicated. I wish that I would be more attractive(??). I wish that I could be smarter. I wish to quit whenever I wanna quit. I wish for a girl. I wish that the girl would be the most amazing, God-fearing, Christ-loving person..looks are an added bonus, but I can live without a Carmen Electra. I wish that people would stop writing articles of hate towards Christianity. I wish I didn't see "American Dreamz" today.. and oh, did i mention? I wish for &lt;strong&gt;world peace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday is on sunday btw, in case you people forget. Though I've always hated it when people tell the world through their sign-in name on msn that it's their bday, but what the heck.. its once a year right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Riiighhhht&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114802438997740963?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114802438997740963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114802438997740963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114802438997740963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114802438997740963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/05/wishful-thought-i-definitely-stole.html' title='Wishful thought (I definitely stole this saying from someone, but i forget who)'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114793872967953639</id><published>2006-05-18T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T00:56:40.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look to You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/hillsongunite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/hillsongunite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've listened to the Hillsong United's album, Look to You, over and over again, literally more than 50 times, and I never get sick of it. The songs are amazing, the lyrics could bring you to tears. The songs on this album is pure worship stuff. If you're alone, and feel like singing and worshipping God, this album is perfect for that. I have it on my Ipod, and sometimes i go for a walk with this playing, and I'd just start singing to it, and fall on my knees worshipping the great Lord. Last night, i was sitting in my bed, listening to "All for Love", tears rolled down my eyes. I was having a conversation with God. I could feel His presence all around me. I could feel His spirit running through my body, making me feel whole again, making me feel so clean and so loved. It's true, God comes to us at the weirdest and most awkward times, and when u feel His presence, nothing seems to matter. Nothing's too embarrasing, or too awkward.. all you want to do is worship Him, all you want to do is bow down before Him. Gosh, the feeling of being in God's kingdom is indescribable. The feeling of having a dirent relationship with Him is beyond words. He truly is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's gonna be allrite! &lt;br /&gt;'Cos I know my God saved the day, and I know His word never fails, and I know my God made a way for me... &lt;br /&gt;Salvation is Here!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114793872967953639?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114793872967953639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114793872967953639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114793872967953639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114793872967953639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/05/look-to-you.html' title='Look to You'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114785707880981985</id><published>2006-05-17T02:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T02:14:48.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus loves us all.. yes, even you..</title><content type='html'>the title says it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Condolences to June Liang and his family...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114785707880981985?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114785707880981985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114785707880981985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114785707880981985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114785707880981985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/05/jesus-loves-us-all-yes-even-you_17.html' title='Jesus loves us all.. yes, even you..'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114754137217502181</id><published>2006-05-13T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T22:07:53.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comeback Kings, that's what the call us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/gerrardtrop_g.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/gerrardtrop_g.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPLive was screwing up for the most part of the amazing amazing game.. When it started to buffer, it was 20 minutes into the game. King Carra scored into our own net. I was yelling, swearing, and just punching my laptop. 8 minutes later, Ashton pounced on a mistake by Pepe. I started yelling again, kicking the wall. But the Chinese commentator said something about liverpool coming back from 3-0 in the Champions League Finals. As soon as Cisse scored a lovely goal provided by none other than Stevie Gerrard, I knew this was gonna be our day... About 10 minutes into the second half, Gerrard pounced on a loose ball and pounced it in. I stood up, ran around and yelled, "You'll never Walk Alone" and started singing "Ring of Fire". I lift up my fist clenched it and yelled again, "YES!!!".&lt;br /&gt;64th minute was like hell. Konchesky scored a mighty fluke goal from the left wing. He intended to cross it, but it went over Pepe, and went into the net. What the heck was going on. Everytime, the goalie always manages to mangle things up. Time went on, and it was the 90th minute. Hammers fans were celebrating and hugging each other. I was praying for a miracle The man of the match, Stevie Gerrard to the rescue again. Gave the goalie a screamer on the 91st minute which silenced the Hammers but brought smiles to the Reds fans, i.e. ME!. Again, i ran around and yelled "LIVERPOOL!". I've never felt like that since last year when liverpool came back from 3-0. The goal brought the game to Extra time. Players were limping from cramps and some pulled their thighs. This Hammers player (forgot his name), had a chance on an open net, but unfortunately, the ball was convenient to his injured leg, thus missing it. I have never felt this happy in my life (since the AC MIlan game of course).&lt;br /&gt;Penalties came. Nerves were building up. Hamann steps up.. GOALLLLLLLL!!!!!!! Very well taken penalty. Zamora for Hammers steps up. shoots to the left, Pepe Reina saves it. The red side of the stadium goes nuts.&lt;br /&gt;Sami Hyypia, not an obvious choice, steps up to the plate, hits it low to the left......saved by the keeper. Sheringham scores a well placed penalty for West Ham.&lt;br /&gt;Stevie Gerrard takes the 3rd penalty, powers it to the right.... GOALLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! After the miss by Konchesky, I knew it was gonna be over.&lt;br /&gt;John Arne Riise steps up with his left foot and placed it almost in the centre... GOALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;All eyes are on Anton Ferdinand now. A splendid save by Pepe Reina... LIVERPOOL ARE THE FA CUP CHAMPIONS!! THE GREATEST GAME IN THE FA CUP HISTORY!!! WE ARE THE COMEBACK KINGS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;MY LIVERPOOL! MY LOVE!! MY PASSION!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/gerrard_meg.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/gerrard_meg.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch is on me... right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114754137217502181?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114754137217502181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114754137217502181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114754137217502181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114754137217502181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/05/comeback-kings-thats-what-call-us.html' title='Comeback Kings, that&apos;s what the call us'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114752215204525534</id><published>2006-05-13T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T05:09:12.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loyalty, where the bleep are u?</title><content type='html'>http://soccernet.espn.go.com/news/story?id=367711&amp;cc=5901&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sickens me terribly.. I'm sorry, but I have no respect for the after-RomanAbromfgjkslfdjgslkfdjgls Chelsea fans. Freaking crowd followers. They don't know the passion that's involved in football. They don't know what it's like to genuinely follow a certain team, not jumping ships every time a commie takes over a club. shame on you, destroying the beautiful game we call football&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114752215204525534?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114752215204525534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114752215204525534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114752215204525534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114752215204525534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/05/loyalty-where-bleep-are-u.html' title='Loyalty, where the bleep are u?'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114751450332711610</id><published>2006-05-13T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T03:30:40.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Though I've never said this to you, but I know that you know that i love you</title><content type='html'>I've been brought up in the family where we keep our feelings to ourselves - except maybe when I was a little kid where i used to kiss both my parents on the cheeks before I go to bed. But when I was older, I never told my parents I love them. I really haven't. I grew up in a family where nothing 'mushy' was ever said to each other. We just understood how we felt. It's a good thing in that way, but its also a bad thing because when it's time to say it, you don't know how to open ur mouth to actually say it. It wud seem embarassing. I mean, before I left to explore what life is (i.e. to Canada), at the airport, I barely game my parents a hug, it was just an ass up hug (u know where top half of the body is hugging but ur bum's staying put, and naturally sticks up). I sooo wanted to say "I love u mom", or "I love u dad", but just didn't because I was never used to that. Weird innit? Coming to Canada was a different thing for me, just 'cos every family was so open about their love for each other that it was just sooo easy for them to go "I love u mom" or, like my cousin, "G'nite mom, love u", or "Take care mom, have a safe trip, love u". Looking back, there're so many times where i could pop in the "I love u....." to make my parents happy (or would it make them feel awkward, just cos it has never been said). Even now, whenever I txt msg my parents, I always want to end the conversation with a "love u" or something along those lines, but again, it just wasn't how we Dang people role. &lt;br /&gt;Even during Mothers' or Fathers' Day, we never give anything to our parents-'we' being me and my brothers. To us, it was just like any other day. I don't know why, but it's just not a tradition in my family to buy gifts on these days. It's weird in a weird way. Maybe cause they're always there and we kinda figured that they know how we feel. Now, being sooooo far away from home, I miss my parents alot. I just miss the comfort of staying at home and always going to them for needs/help. It made me realize that even though I've never said to them that I love them, I know I do, and I want to start. I want them to know, and hear from my mouth and straight from my heart that I love them and I really thank them for always being there for me, and putting up with all my crap throughout school, even now.. sorry for not being as smart and as hardworking as I should be. Sorry for all the disappointing moments, sorry for embarassing you in front of your friends, sorry for making you guys worry about the friends I'm hanging out with, sorry for the lies I have told, sorry for all the talking back and trying to be a smart ass, and last of all, sorry for not saying I love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you mom, Happy Mother's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, wait for your turn in a month's time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I really don't know if they read this blog, cos apparently my dad does, so whatever. If you think that I'm lame and stupid for telling the world how much I love my parents, screw off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psst.. You'll Never Walk Alone!!! All you Reds, lets sing Ring of Fire in unison. Let the fire burn around us tonight and bless us with the FA Cup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I fell in to a burning ring of fire, I went down down down and the flames went higher&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114751450332711610?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114751450332711610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114751450332711610' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114751450332711610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114751450332711610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/05/though-ive-never-said-this-to-you-but.html' title='Though I&apos;ve never said this to you, but I know that you know that i love you'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114673648552439811</id><published>2006-05-04T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T03:01:32.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>marit larsen and marion raven, a.k.a m2m</title><content type='html'>Remember the girl band, m2m? They had some good songs i thought, &lt;em&gt;Mirror mirror, Don't say you love me, etc&lt;/em&gt;. Man, i was crazy bout them once. k, call me gay, but i absolutely loved how they were both sooo talented. They both can sing, and plays guitar.. and have you guys heard their acoustic stuff? man, they're really good.. they were not once of those Spice Girls wannabe, who earned money by dancing around, or one of those stupid boy bands whom only one or 2 of their members of 5 sings.. even that, their live stuff sucks balls.. I actually had a chance to see m2m in concert before few years back thanx to Calvin.. and that night was just great. Saw them play live, they don't sound crappy, and the best part, i got to meet them, got marion's signature but didn't have the chance to get Marit's. But yeah, we were driving down the road, and saw them right in front of us, at a red light.. me and my brother, blake, ran out, and only manage to get marion's autograph before the light turned green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, they broke up 2 or 3 years ago, because Marion Raven (the brunette) scored a million dollar contract, and went solo.. in 2005 (I think), she realesed an album, &lt;em&gt;Here I Am&lt;/em&gt;, which i havent had the chance to listen to till 2 nights ago,.. and I'd have to tell u, I really really like it. She sounds alot like Kelly Clarkson, but i highly doubt Marion stole her style of music. Marion's whole album is basically pop/rock which she herself co-writes almost all the songs. Went out today to look if they sell her album, but I couldn't find it, and im truly disappointed. But those of you fortunate enough to see it in stores, I totally recommend it, if you like that kind of music. You won't be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/marionraven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/marionraven.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other half of m2m was Marit Larsen whom I think is a musical genius. Her album, "Under the Surface", sounds so different than songs I've ever heard (except of course, Bjork). Her songs are filled if variety of instruments (banjo, harmonica, cello, etc) and it sounds sooo good i think. Her style of music is a mix of emo a little bit of pop, which i think is brilliant. Her voice, i thought, sounds very much like the lead singer of the band &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sixpence none the richer&lt;/em&gt;.. basically this album isn't meant for the mainstream market. It's more of an alternative to the kind of pop we're so used to on the radio. It's &lt;em&gt;brilliant&lt;/em&gt;, absolutely &lt;em&gt;brilliant&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/maritlarsen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/maritlarsen.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, now, don't go calling me gay now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114673648552439811?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114673648552439811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114673648552439811' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114673648552439811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114673648552439811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/05/marit-larsen-and-marion-raven-aka-m2m.html' title='marit larsen and marion raven, a.k.a m2m'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114647370104632575</id><published>2006-05-01T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T01:55:01.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie reviews</title><content type='html'>Movie reviews! yay!! Been watching lots of movies these 2 weeks cos of the 4 months holiday I have, and thankfully, only one of those movies suck balls.&lt;br /&gt;These movies I'm about to review are my my opinions only, and if you have a problem with it, you can 1st, email me, and then f off. Thanx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, we have "V for Vendetta" starring Natalie Portman and Hugo Weaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/v_for_vendetta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/v_for_vendetta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty decent movie i thought, pretty gory as well. Was kinda hoping to see natalie portman naked at one point, but was very disappointed (I'm only joking, I'm not a pervert). Natalie Portman started in this movie looking hot as always, but she HAD to shave her head. Anyways, this movie is essentially about V(the masked hero who is actually Hugo Weaving) and Eevey(Natalie Portman) against the totalitarian and corrupted government, set in future London, England. That's essentially the story, and the nitty gritty details of how the meet and what-not wont be explained in this review, cos it's too tedious. But, the message i got out of this movie is reminding people about the unity in a country, and how we should stand up against corruption and dictatorship by any means (i.e. blowing up buildings). Though not a message I would live by, but it does give me a sense that unity is exceptionally important in doing anything, even the smallest things.&lt;br /&gt;The acting in this movie is very good, i thought. Tho Hugo Weaving was behind the mask throughout the whole movie, but his script reading and body language was excellent (what threw me off was the even when he was pissed, the mask was still smiling). Natalie Portman also carried out an exceptional performance, though some parts she acted awkwardly, and also, lacked the naked part (kidding, again).&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a pretty decent movie.. though i wouldn't see it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second movie, "Glory Road" starring Josh Lucas as Coach Don Haskins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/glory_road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/glory_road.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like "Coach Carter", based on a true story. "Glory Road" is about a basketball coach who basically single handedly changed the game of basketball by starting black players when racism was less subtle. I didn't think the movie was too well written. From the movie, I got the sense that the coach had nothing to do with them winning games, because in the beginning, he taught the "Fundamental ways to play basketball" which is essentially basic lay-ups, no dunks, no fancy stuff. Halfway through, they were losing in a game, and a player convinced the coach to let them play the "fancy way" and ended up winning the game. I duno if this 2 sentences made sense, but it makes perfect sense to me, so screw off.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, like Coach Carter, an inspirational movie about basketball, except it's more heavy on the racism stuff. Entertaining movie, but this is a movie where if you've seen the trailer, u've seen it all.. so i duno if its worth going to the theatres for this. If you're in Malaysia, go buy the pirate version. If you're in Canada, go to the cheap seats. Good movie, but not worth the full price i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, "Hooligans" a.k.a "Green Street Hooligans".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/GSH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/GSH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome awesome movie!!! If only they play it in the theatres here or they sell the DVD here. Was reading an article about footie hooliganism, and came across this movie.. After reading the reviews, I downloaded it right away...&lt;br /&gt;Starring Elijah Wood, this is a movie about an American student who got kicked out of Harvard after taking the heat for a friend for possessing drugs and went to England. There, he learnt about &lt;strike&gt;soccer&lt;/strike&gt; football and the different football "firms" (essentially organized gangs). Joined the Green Street Elites(GSE)- Green Street is where Uptown Park, home of West Ham United F.C is at - himself, and became involved in fights and was known as the Yank.&lt;br /&gt;Basically a movie like "Young and Dangerous", but with cool English accents and lots of footie fanatics. (This movie is so me, i should totally drop out of school and go to Liverpool to join the "Triple F" firm.......right)&lt;br /&gt;Footie fans will love this movie, just cos we understand the passion involved in this beautiful game. Non-footie fans would enjoy it as well for the violence and fighting involved in this movie.&lt;br /&gt;It's a 5/5 for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, "Brokeback Mountain"... basically, guy meets guy, guy falls in love with the other guy, next thing you know, they're humping.&lt;br /&gt;Haha! I actually haven't seen this movie, and I'm really not intending to. I dont wanna sit in the theatre for an hour and a half or so to watch a movie about 2 gay guys.. not that I have anything against gay people, well, actually i do.. I duno, I just can't see how guys can like another guy that way. What's not to like about girls? I mean, come on. Anyways, if you don't like what i just said about gays, well, i don't know what to say. Leave me a death threat if you wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done.. though not much insight bout the movies, I had fun wasting my time and typing this out. so if you dont like it, well..no1 cares..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care kids, God bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114647370104632575?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114647370104632575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114647370104632575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114647370104632575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114647370104632575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/05/movie-reviews.html' title='Movie reviews'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114638441651420971</id><published>2006-04-30T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T01:09:48.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my toeee..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, 3 party's in a row.. 3 football games in a row.. boy oh boy it was fun.. lol.. hurt my shoulder in the process, ripped some skin on my toe in the process, made the baby cry 8 times in the process, but it was totally worth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started out on wednesday at thomson's. woke up, watch 2 soccer games at the same time, Arsenal vs Villareal and Liverpool vs West Ham, one on tv and the other on computer.. got to the party late because of that..&lt;br /&gt;at thomson's,&lt;br /&gt;-played some fifa&lt;br /&gt;-ate a shit load of pizzas&lt;br /&gt;-bullcrapped a bunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we headed off to assiniboine park to play some football.. oh my gosh, the grass-stains.. can't stand them.&lt;br /&gt;i had 3 touchdowns - the only 3 for my team. so, who says asians cant play american football? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/IMAGE_373.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/IMAGE_373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/IMAGE_374.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/IMAGE_374.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 touchdowns and a sorry attempt to play ultimate frisbee later, we went back to thomson's. Eric had to leave, so we said our goodbyes and took some pictures. Then we turned on "Fearless" which i burnt, which turned out to be crappy burning. Got frustrated and gave up watching that movie. played for fifa after that, and we left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night, it was at Nicole's. Basically the same people at thomson's but with girls =) wednesday was such a sausage fest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, got there, had some food, caught up with some people whom i havent talked to in a while, mainly Charisse.. just basically hung around...&lt;br /&gt;then we headed off to an open field and played ultimate frisbee. It is the best game in the world i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to nicole's after and again, hung out there.. sang "Happy birthday", and hung out more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/IMAGE_389.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/IMAGE_389.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/IMAGE_388.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/IMAGE_388.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/IMAGE_384.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/IMAGE_384.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/IMAGE_382.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="k" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/IMAGE_382.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was Yasar's farewell party. Went to Assiniboine park at 3 and played football and soccer for 2 hours.. Instead of kicking the ball, i kicked the wall and it started bleeding like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/IMAGE_393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun times =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/IMAGE_381.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/IMAGE_381.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/IMAGE_380.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/IMAGE_380.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114638441651420971?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114638441651420971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114638441651420971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114638441651420971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114638441651420971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-toeee.html' title='my toeee..'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114574544561636193</id><published>2006-04-22T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T21:48:50.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck this, i have no true friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, kinda rash there, but its true. since im a nice guy, i'm gonna apologize&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114574544561636193?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114574544561636193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114574544561636193' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114574544561636193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114574544561636193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/04/fuck-this-i-have-no-true-friends-edit.html' title=''/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114570005335931753</id><published>2006-04-22T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T03:00:53.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom</title><content type='html'>April 21st has always been a special day for some reason.. both my dad and uncle's birthday is on this day, and in a month's time, it's gonna be mine!!! this year is especially special, cos i'll be legal!!! i know i've told some of you that i'm 18, but the fact is i'm not. i seriously hate it when ppl go, "WOW! so young!!!" when i tell them that i'm in fact 17. Or they'll ask me to go to &lt;bold&gt;TYC&lt;/bold&gt;(yes you've guessed right.. Tijuana Yatch Club, we have it here as well. a colder version) that night and i'll go "I'm actually still 17", and getting a suprised look and again, going "WOW!! so young!!".. i had a girl tell me once that i was a "child prodigy". but if u think about it.. i'm not THAT young. I'm just a year younger. I guess the age before the legal age is considered young.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm free!!!! as of thursday!!!! Though it isnt much of a difference just cos University exams are so spaced out, and the easy ones are usually the lasts ones, so you get the feeling of freedom after the 1st exam(bio exam). but yeah, i'm officially free for 4 months, but i wanna look for a job, or maybe take some summer courses.. we'll see what happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one thing to look forward to tomorrow.. liverpool vs chelsea at old trafford. Sure hope liverpool wins, cos FA Cup is our only shot in getting a silverware this year. If they win, i'll buy every1 lunch (yeah,yeah.. dont keep ur hopes up too high, i dont keep my promises) Also, Malaysian student group on campus are having a grad formal for those who are graduating, and i kinda reserved 3 tickets.. but right now, every1 basically have something else to do, which leaves me with 3 tickets, $20 each.. don't i have any friends? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'm off to bed now, its close to 5... so, take care folks.. and remember, You'll Never Walk Alone (Ever)!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114570005335931753?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114570005335931753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114570005335931753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114570005335931753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114570005335931753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/04/freedom.html' title='Freedom'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114555577302359053</id><published>2006-04-20T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T10:56:13.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm running on high</title><content type='html'>5 more hours till my stats exam.. about 7 more hours till the beginning of my 4 month summer!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114555577302359053?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114555577302359053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114555577302359053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114555577302359053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114555577302359053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-running-on-high.html' title='I&apos;m running on high'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114517056141532475</id><published>2006-04-15T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T23:56:01.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God for granting me this moment of clarity...</title><content type='html'>sorry for the lack of updates, you 6 unique visitors.. been pretty busy with exams and stuff.. cant believe that i'm almost done my 1st year! i more exam on the 20th and i'm done.. then it's partayyy time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, its easter sunday.. 2000 some years ago, our awesome Lord rose up from the grave at this day(not really.. its just a made up day, but He truly rose tho.. exact date and and day, i have no clue) which proves the rabbis and the Jews at that time wrong. He truly is amazing.. "For God so loved the world, He sent His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before he rose up to heaven with the Father, He's said that the good news will be spread to the whole of Jerusalem and to the ends of the earth.. and at this time and day, who hasn't heard about Christianity? Who hasn't heard of the Lord, Jesus Christ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life." Contrary to the belief that you'd have to be perfect to go to heaven, it clearly says that the only way to achieve eternal life is to believe that Jesus has became the last sacrificial lamb and shed his blood and broken His body on the cross for our sins. He's the only way which draws us closer to the Father after the fall of mankind. Being a Christian isn't about being perfect. Who are we to judge who's a good Christian or no. But i do believe that if you're a Christian, all your belief systems and way of thinking should be based on what the Bible says. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this world, it is really hard to be a Christian. We are considered losers because of the things we refuse to do. As a friend said, we really &lt;strong&gt;are&lt;/strong&gt; losers. I mean, if it wasnt for our faith, we would definitely want to sleep around, and get high all the time. but because we believe that its wrong to do those things, which makes us losers. If you read throughout the New Testement, I bet Christian back then are considered losers as well. People who believed in Christ refused to admit that they do. Heck, the apostle Paul denied the Lord three times. But u know what the wonderful thing is? Our God is a loving one. He forgives us no matter what, as long as you repent. This unconditional love and forgivness, till today, i find it hard to comprehend. His love for us truly is extravagant. It's so awesome till the point where he would do anything for us, eventhough, time after time we sin against Him. It's just like when we first "fall in love" with a person, we'd shovel the person's driveway, but not urs.. you'd fix the person's car, but not fix urs.. You're so in love that you'd do anything, and forgive the person no matter what. That's how much God loves us, except He feels that way &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; the time, unlike puppy love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There're points in my life where i doubt His existence, just 'cos of the bombardment in university about the theory of evolution. I often find myself pondering about, "what if they're right?".. but u know what? what do i have got to lose believing that God exists? i mean, the things that i refuse to do cos of my faith, are often beneficial for me. but u know, at the end of the day, God never fails to show himself to me. He never fails to show me that He's actually listening to me. He knows my every intimate secret and thought, and He is a loving Father. I'm thankful that i have a friendship relationship with the Saviour and a Father-son relationship with the Father(of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that at this time of the year, we'd all rejoice because the Lord our Saviour has risen and He's alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good all the time. 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wud prefer snow so much more.. blahhhh.. ppl are retarded.. school's retarded, everything is retarded, life's retarded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care kids&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114378595910911969?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114378595910911969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114378595910911969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114378595910911969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114378595910911969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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face Cahill!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;my liverpool.. my love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114330941129945109?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114330941129945109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114330941129945109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114330941129945109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114330941129945109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-merseyside-is-filled-with-red-at.html' title='so, the merseyside is filled with red at the 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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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114326357732967417</id><published>2006-03-24T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T21:12:57.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is the momentt</title><content type='html'>friday night and im sitting on my bed listening to johnny cash.. blahhhhhh... i need a freaking lifeee..&lt;br /&gt;boredom, that never seems to go away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114326357732967417?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114326357732967417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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hopes in yout heart!!</title><content type='html'>Birmingham City 0-7 Liverpool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the biggest scoring games in the FA Cup history..&lt;br /&gt;next, everton.. hopefully we'll keep this winning streak.. but i really really hope newcastle kicks chelsea's ass out of the FA Cup.. if Chelsea wins, hopefully we wont draw them for the semi finals, but we'll see them in the finals.. that would be an awesome final to watch.. though, it'll be risque for liverpool.. but whatever, i love watching a competitive game..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anways, i'm off to bed.. have a good one folks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114301011930951035?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114301011930951035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114267311082702958</id><published>2006-03-18T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T01:15:15.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicles of what?!!</title><content type='html'>so, i skipped church today to hang out with andrew, samara and melat.. havent been going to friday fellowships for the past few months.. i just don't feel anything when i go.. i duno.. language barrier i guess.. anyways, the 4 of us went to Applebee's for supper and to just hang out and talk.. i really had a good time talking to melat again.. i remember in high school we used to be pretty close friends, and we just somehow drifted away, and havent talked in about a year.. but i'm glad we're keeping in touch again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/IMAGE_331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/IMAGE_331.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/IMAGE_330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/IMAGE_330.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after supper and all the talking, we decided to go to Starbucks for some coffee.. met some ex-Linden people there, stood around there doing nothing.. and decided that we weren't gonna sit around and talk again.. cos we were doing that for the last 2 hours.. so we went to the movies at Grant Park Mall.. we saw "16 Blocks" starring Bruce Willis and Mos Def.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://z.about.com/d/movies/1/0/O/G/8/16blocksposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://z.about.com/d/movies/1/0/O/G/8/16blocksposter.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought the movie was pretty interesting.. when i first enter the theatre, i thot the movie was just a shoot-up-bust-his-ass movie, like the "Bad boys" series. but i was wrong.. it was pretty well written it was a clean movie. 'cept the little violence, and the few swears u hear towards the end.. other than that, it was pretty decent.. &lt;br /&gt;i really liked the ending as well, how the "kid"......i don't wanna spoil it, but i thought it was really touching and i almost teared a little.. lol.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, after the movie, samara and melat left and andrew and i decided to go to the cheap seats to see if any good "new"(old) movies are playing.. we got there at 12.07am, and we saw the times.. Chronicles of Narnia was playing at 12.05.. so we ran in and got a seat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought the movie was a little tooo hyped up.. i duno, some scenes were kinda cheesy and awkward.. but i really like the fact that it has such a great pararellism with the Bible(kinda obvious considering the author is a famous Christian writer). the movie showed the sacrifice and resurrection of Jesus through Aslan, and a tons more of similarities with Christianity.. don't want to list all of them (mainly cos i can't remember half of them), so watch it if ur curious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, id give "16 Blocks" an 8/10 and "Chronicles of Narnia: the Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe" a 7/10, just cos it was a little cheesy for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off to bed.. take care kids.. have an awesome weekend.. God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114267311082702958?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114267311082702958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114267311082702958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114267311082702958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114267311082702958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/03/chronicles-of-what.html' title='Chronicles of what?!!'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114240899130288300</id><published>2006-03-14T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T23:49:51.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wont u saturate mee</title><content type='html'>i know i haven't updated in a while, and i know after my last post, liverpool has lost twice, so tease all u want.. i can take it.. i'm no sore loser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i went to "Saturate" in Steinbach on Sunday, and I pretty much had the best weekend in a while.. "Saturate" is a praise and worship event which happens at Southland Community Church once a month.. went there for the 1st time and i'm really impressed with how the worship was put on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to Donovan's house at about 5.30 and Zach and Justin were making supper... i know.. they were making grilled cheese and tae later on joined in and cooked tomato soup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/IMAGE_320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/IMAGE_320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/IMAGE_321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/IMAGE_321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that amazing supper, off we went to Southland community Church to worship our awesome God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/IMAGE_324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/IMAGE_324.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/IMAGE_323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/IMAGE_323.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/IMAGE_322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/IMAGE_322.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to donovan's after and just hung out.. it's really great to see my friends out in steinbach ministering and helping out at the church.. i see them doing all that, and i see myself going to school taking courses which i have absolute no interest in (i.e. bio).. i would so much rather be doing what they're doing.. true, u'd need an education.. but its so much better to just take a year off and doing whatever the heck and trying to figure out life than wasting money to go to the university and take random courses.. i duno, growing up in an asian family, i can never see that happening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, on a total random note, isabel sent me this picture and i thot it was the funniest thing that reminds her of me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/IMG_0213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/IMG_0213.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love u isabel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114240899130288300?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114240899130288300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114240899130288300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114240899130288300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114240899130288300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/03/wont-u-saturate-mee.html' title='wont u saturate mee'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114179765889777228</id><published>2006-03-07T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T22:10:17.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus of Nazareth is alive</title><content type='html'>i so should be studying, well i was.. just taking a small break.. but past week hasn't been good for me.. so many things going on. kinda depressed, but whatever.. school will be over in 5 weeks.. will be 18 in about 3 months or so.. booked my ticket back on the 5th of June already, now just need to do whatever i need to do to go home.. but id give it a 75% chance of going home.. i'm super excited..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss playing in a band.. well a worship band.. its just awesome to lead people to worship, and playing not to get credit, but to give credit to God, also to have fun at the same time.. that's whats its all about.. So, i'm trying to get the band together and play for the heck of it even tho we dont have a gig or anything, but to come together to play and worship would be equally awesome..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea, u guys suck!!!!!!!!!! step aside and watch the Champions of Europe come back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU'LL NEVER WALK ALONE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cjVJETz7lfk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cjVJETz7lfk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&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/10044512-114179765889777228?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114179765889777228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114179765889777228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114179765889777228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114179765889777228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/03/jesus-of-nazareth-is-alive.html' title='Jesus of Nazareth is alive'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114154159255784589</id><published>2006-03-04T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T22:53:12.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stalemate</title><content type='html'>liverpool 0 - 0 charlton.. worst game i've ever seen in my life.. created so many chances, yet none taken.. blahhhhhhhhhh... gotta give props to Charlton's keeper tho.. made some crazy saves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i realized that i have absolutely nothing to write about.. u know, i'm really not use to not have a cell phone.. i've always had one since i came to canada and i rarely use the housephone.. every call was done through my cellphone.. now that i dont have one, it's as though a part of me is gone.. it's like i'm not complete.. i miss my phone.. well, i have my phone, just dont have a plan to go with it.. i miss making phone calls that actually go through, i miss anticipating a call from &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; important person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but u know whats fun about not having a cell phone? coming home everyday to check the voice messages and the amount of people leaving a message for me.. i think it's kinda exciting. but when i get home too late and i realize &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; someone called, i get all disappointed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don't think i can live anymore without the cell.. so i'm gonna go sign a contract next week.. i'll be back.. i'll get my social life back, just wait for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY PHONE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114154159255784589?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114154159255784589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114154159255784589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114154159255784589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114154159255784589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/03/stalemate.html' title='stalemate'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114093241353821702</id><published>2006-02-25T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T21:42:59.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest in You..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/IMAGE_306.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 exams down, 2 more to go.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna hear a really bizarre and weird story? u have no choice.. those of you who have listened to this story 3-4 times *ahem...* Tae *ahem*, i apologize.. well, I wrote my calculus exam yesterday evening.. so, i knew my room was in 200Fletcher... but somehow, being a blond at that time, i thot it was 200Arms.. but the name still stuck with me, 200Fletcher.. so i went into 200Armes, and they're writing a totally different exam: 136.152. my course number was 136.150.. so i went to the examiner, and i was like "which exam is this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said, of course "136.152"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i ran out, and check the room list, and it said "A-E: 200 Fletcher".. and still being blonde, i was thinking to myself, "I am at the right place, what the heck".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went back into 200Armes, and told the examiner, "it says out there that I am in 200 Fletcher."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave me a weird look, and said "This is 200 Armes"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran as fast as i could, and being blonde... again, i took the longer way, and took me about 3 minutes slower than the faster way.. hard to describe, so i'll draw for u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/armes%20to%20fletcher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;sorry for the bad drawing.. the one in blue's the route i took.. the line in green is the route i shudve taken.. but yeah, hope i aced the exam.. cos i'm pretty sure i handed in a perfect paper. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do u know what intrigues me about canada? They have vending machines everywhere at the u of m.. and you know which vending machine stands out from the rest, and the one which makes no connections whatsover, and the most obscure places..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lo and behold:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="175" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/400/IMAGE_306.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and found in the weirdest place... the library bathroom.. what the heck? encouraging ppl to bang by the most sacred books? have sex by science journals which won the Noble prize? this is outrageous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Sorry bout the bad quality.. some asshole changed the resolution on my camera&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114093241353821702?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114093241353821702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114093241353821702' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114093241353821702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114093241353821702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/02/rest-in-you.html' title='Rest in You..'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114067154637720608</id><published>2006-02-22T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T21:12:26.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Canada (2)</title><content type='html'>Huge upset in Men's hockey for canada today.. lost 2-0 to russians.. both goals came from power plays.. but hey, Winnipegger, Cindy Klassen won the gold for 1500m speed skating.. Canada's doing so much better than we expected.. hey, no1's complaining.. 'cept hardcore hockey fans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams starts on friday.. schedule's as follows:&lt;br /&gt; friday 5.30pm, Intro to Cal&lt;br /&gt;saturday 9.00 am, Statistics&lt;br /&gt;monday 6.30(i think), Biology B&lt;br /&gt;thursay 6.30(?????), Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114067154637720608?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114067154637720608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114067154637720608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114067154637720608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114067154637720608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-canada-2.html' title='Oh Canada (2)'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114049388066937940</id><published>2006-02-20T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T19:51:20.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Canada</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;listening to: Lightness by Death Cab for Cutie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, canadian's won Gold in women's hockey, eh? woohoooo!! malaysians reading this post, i have not forgotten my home country... Malaysia will always be in my heart. Never once i forgot about Malaysia. when people talk to me and ask me where i'm from, i proudly life my head up and say "I am from Malaysia, and i can understand/speak 5 languages.. 3 of those are chinese dialects".. whats not to like about malaysia? aside from the corruption that is, but that is arguable.. we get away with speeding and stuff.. so, reinstating my point, what's not to like about malaysia? the food's good, the babes are hot, the weather's hot (it seems that i live in extreme countries.. in malaysia, sometimes it's too hot for my liking, in canada, its too cold for my liking), friends are just the best, we get pirated VCDs/DVDs everywhere, malls are huuugeee, nightlife's alive, mamaks, and countless upon countless other reasons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, what's there to like about winnipeg, besides the babes of course.. cops are strict as hell, food sux.. there's no actualy canadian food,and chinese food consists of sweet and sour meatballs, lemon chicken and sweet and sour pork, the weather's dry and super cold, CD's DVDs are expensive as hell, malls are puny-tinier than my little buddy down south, once the clock hits 9, stores are closed, obviously no mamaks.. but hey, you know what keeps me alive here? the buddies i have.. without them, i'm prolly dead from the coldness and the boredness that winnipeg never seems to fail to deliver. thanks guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/320/gang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114049388066937940?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114049388066937940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114049388066937940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114049388066937940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114049388066937940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-canada.html' title='Oh Canada'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114024935328106756</id><published>2006-02-17T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T01:09:34.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Russell Peters 2morrow at 8pm!!!!!! Liverpool vs Man u at 6.30am!!!!!! gna be a sweet day.. &lt;strike&gt;gonna bootleg russell peters.. wait for that update guys =)&lt;/strike&gt; =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Important EDIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool kicked Arsenal's ass last week, and this week, suprise suprise, we kicked Man U's ass.. tho, i have to say this.. Wish Alan Smith a speedy recovery.. ur a brave soul for taking Riise's shot... that ought to teach every player a lesson.. don't block Riise's shots =) jokes jokes.. i really do wish Alan Smith a speedy recovery tho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a totally different note, it's -33 with wind-chill.. and oh, it was -47 yesterday.. i'm loving it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not gonna bootleg now... cant find a recording thing... and my phone doesnt have enough memory to do so.. unless, someone is so kind enough to gimme some money to buy a mini SD card =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another EDIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i just got home from a pretty sweet evening.. Went to see Russell Peters, and yet again, he cracked everyone up. I think some people in the audience actually peed in their pants.. i almost did as well.. lol.. took an audio recording, but the quality is mighty bad, so, if u wanna listen to it, go ahead.. ask me for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the show, went to boston pizza with quin, eric and wil.. basically sat there for about 2 hours chatting and reminiscing.. fun times. oh, carli was around as well, so had some random talks.. also took some random pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/320/IMAGE_288.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wil, just being stupid as he always is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/320/IMAGE_290.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eric as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/320/IMAGE_291.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And then there's Quin who's always drunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/320/IMAGE_296.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ssup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, kids, i'm off to bed.. church 2morrow morning.. have a good Sunday guys =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114024935328106756?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114024935328106756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114024935328106756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114024935328106756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114024935328106756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/02/somebody.html' title='Somebody....'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-114006405041315967</id><published>2006-02-15T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T20:27:30.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cool day in the sun</title><content type='html'>holiday mountain was so much fun.. though my 1st time, and too ball-ess to attempt the crazy hills and the trails, still, it was fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/320/IMAGE_278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;highlight of the trip - when andrew pinned me down, cos i "was going too fast", he thinks... &lt;br /&gt;spent about 5 minutes at the top of the hill laughing.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-114006405041315967?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/114006405041315967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=114006405041315967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114006405041315967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/114006405041315967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/02/cool-day-in-sun.html' title='cool day in the sun'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-113994156742013566</id><published>2006-02-14T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T13:56:31.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sitting at the front of the KOP</title><content type='html'>Liverpool v Arsenal in an hour and a half... tho there's no live broadcast on tv, i found my way around =) found some p2p tv streaming program. so, i'm gonna watch how liverpool's gonna kick arsenal's ass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a game.. what a game.. one almost-own-goal, one penalty miss, but one right-placee-at-the-right-time goal by Luis Garcia. Final score, liverpool 1, Arsenal 0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-113994156742013566?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/113994156742013566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=113994156742013566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/113994156742013566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/113994156742013566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/02/sitting-at-front-of-kop.html' title='sitting at the front of the KOP'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-113979955691583311</id><published>2006-02-12T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T18:59:26.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Mountain!!!</title><content type='html'>yay! ski trip 2morrow! got to get away from all these politics and drama... excited!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-113979955691583311?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/113979955691583311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=113979955691583311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/113979955691583311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/113979955691583311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/02/holiday-mountain.html' title='Holiday Mountain!!!'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-113964457626663645</id><published>2006-02-10T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T00:00:10.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Night in Bangkok-ish</title><content type='html'>So, I got off the bus today, and was were heading towards university centre with a friend to get some coffee.. heard some song playing, so i thot, "sweet, a live band playing".. but guess what we saw? yes, u've guessed it right.. drag queens!!!!!! i couldn't stop laughing.. so i whipped out my phone and took some videos.. enjoy guys/girls/gays, whatever u are =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yij11zC2lho"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yij11zC2lho" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mb477i_dWRc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mb477i_dWRc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&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/10044512-113964457626663645?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/113964457626663645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=113964457626663645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/113964457626663645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/113964457626663645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/02/one-night-in-bangkok-ish.html' title='One Night in Bangkok-ish'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-113686965812341862</id><published>2006-01-09T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T21:07:38.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/IMAGE_184.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/320/IMAGE_184.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aaron (or Amber): guys, sam's crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*all turns to samara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, no, the guy one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*all turns to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: oh no, its just some allergy reaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/320/IMAGE_183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;everyone crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Isabel's dad: don't worry guys, she's just joking.. she'll come back with us..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sure hope so.. but well, she's gone now.. take care isabel! love ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-113686965812341862?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/113686965812341862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=113686965812341862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/113686965812341862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/113686965812341862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-113678265628227092</id><published>2006-01-08T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T20:57:36.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You will definitely be missed</title><content type='html'>This post is dedicated to Isabel, the love of our lives, the joy and the sunshine winnipeg lacks. The person who never fails to bring up a saying or a slang that will last your entire life.. but she HAD to go back to australia. well, who can blame her?&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/320/IMAGE_152.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Remember the times in high school where we wud go "across" during spares and... talk? alot? those were really fun times.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/320/IMAGE_156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Remember the times of Brown Suga? Man, you were awesome. Don't have a picture of you guys tho, this is the best i could do... Wait, what am I talking 'bout, i have a picture of the 3 of you.. gimme a sec. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/320/IMAGE_167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have to admit, you guys were good.. better than darren's little bass solo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/320/IMAGE_029.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The way you laugh makes other people want to laugh too.. Not with you, but at you.. with your little leg movement, stomping around as tho you're throwing a fit.. man, that's hilarious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/320/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0A9UqwXxI_zYvphls1tv9VpqLiszp6zlSpQ3EsUVp4Qdwby7PT0cJcv7VQp3JePr1mwRJWpPeA2JRshj0FTDT1Hpa1XD9BL9Hyi7nDJwH3w8ePH-ysxr-VMWCw1kjK9g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely looked awesome at grad...for sure.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/320/x1pcqnoQ7lcAd6lO4SVEaLP0A9UqwXxI_zYvphls1tv9Vp6HnlN7RWuIYG_oKHWNZW5kr11IiXZ2bsU_tL1OcxFOt4D8JwY8iAc9dm5sPiSpZ8fVrwzBuQ58evxDTaHY0LzCmUXoakkKH14ESy2wSWm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who could forget this picture which was taken so perfectly, and you so creatively turned it into an advertisement.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know, i would go on and on about you and not stop, but since i'm running out of pictures, i'll start wrapping things up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you get to Australia, I want you to take care of yourself. We better keep in touch, and I'm expecting at least a phone call from you in a year. If you ever change your mind about australia, you know that you have a posse of friends here. You know we love you here so much that some of us would actually die for you. Living alone is gonna be really tough, and if ever need any help, gimme a shout and i'll do my best to help you out.. yes, you're gonna be soooo far away, but i'm sure i'll be able to help you out one way or another.. I've seen you grow sooo much in your faith and I pray that you'll grow even more. remember to always trust in the Lord, no matter what.. remember that God is always listening and pray always! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you for the friendship, thank you for the times that i laughed so hard that I wanted to pee in my pants, thank you for being yourself all the time, not succumbing to what others think, thank you for your faith in the Lord which impacted my life, thank you for your smile which never fails to brighten up the locker room, thank you Isabel!! and oh, thank you for being the sister i never had... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God bless Isabel.. we all love you!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-113678265628227092?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/113678265628227092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=113678265628227092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/113678265628227092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/113678265628227092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/01/you-will-definitely-be-missed.html' title='You will definitely be missed'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-113622228679655292</id><published>2006-01-02T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T09:21:45.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to resolve or not to resolve</title><content type='html'>So, its 2nd day into 2006, and i haven't drawn up my new year's resolution.. not that i have to do it, but i think it'll be cool to view this in a year and realize how undiscipline i really am. so, here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sam's 10 New Year's resolution for 2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Spend my money wisely&lt;br /&gt;2. Do amazing in school and get into the faculty I want, not others..&lt;br /&gt;3. Always trust in God, even if I'm dying the next day.&lt;br /&gt;4. Be more tolerant and patient to certain people&lt;br /&gt;5. Lose weight..&lt;br /&gt;6. Find a &lt;strike&gt;fling&lt;/strike&gt; steady girlfriend, maybe&lt;br /&gt;7. Make more friends&lt;br /&gt;8. Be more interlectual&lt;br /&gt;9. Learn how to spell&lt;br /&gt;10. Update this darn blog a little more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there we go... if there're any concerns or suggestions on what i should add,  pray tell..  till then, peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, btw.. liverpool's awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-113622228679655292?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/113622228679655292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=113622228679655292' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/113622228679655292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/113622228679655292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2006/01/to-resolve-or-not-to-resolve.html' title='to resolve or not to resolve'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-113610160072304638</id><published>2005-12-31T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T21:31:35.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>how did it end up like this?</title><content type='html'>the night was going so good, why the heck did i go and screw it up.&lt;br /&gt;was entering new years with the person i love most.. why the hell did i go and screw it up? blahhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, happy new year guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all good now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-113610160072304638?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/113610160072304638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=113610160072304638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/113610160072304638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/113610160072304638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2005/12/how-did-it-end-up-like-this.html' title='how did it end up like this?'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-113401357645818715</id><published>2005-12-07T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T01:30:37.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/1600/IMAGE_028.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, come boxing day, it'll be two years since i came to canada. I am never good at writing emo posts, but this post is dedicated to all of you who have, in one way or another, touched my life. Here're the people (in no order of favorites whatsover):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/320/DSCN2870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You've been such a great friend Nathan, that it's safe to say without shame that I love you. Like you said, "I love you as much as a man can love another man". You've been so great ever since I started going to our church. You have been such a great influence in my life. You have shown me that being a Christian isn't about being perfect. You have always been there when i needed someone to talk to. Tho we ha(ve) our moments where we want to kill each other, we know that we will be buddies for life (at least i do). God bless buddy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/320/IMAGE_029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You will be missed dearly by all of us here, Isabel. Your smile never fails to brighten up my day. You take really good care of yourself in Australia and don't forget bout all of us over &lt;em&gt;hiah&lt;/em&gt;. You're an awesome person and I'm so blessed to have you as a good friend. Take care Isabel! Love ya lots.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/320/IMAGE_028.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stinky and Sunshine. Lol! &lt;em&gt;(In no way these two are going out. I just happen to have a good picture of them... so no misunderstanding)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jeremy, It's been a good 4 months knowing you. You're a real giver and one who cherishes friendships. You are the one person I know who'd give up going to the casino 'cos you don't wanna get on some girls' bad side. That's a character I admire alot. You have awesome &lt;em&gt;yi hei&lt;/em&gt;. Take care bud, and enjoy your Christmas in Hong Kong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Samara, I know lots of time where I was acting really childishly and stupidly. I apologize for that. You've played an amazing influence on my Christian life. You taught me how to be a soldier of Christ. You've taught me to not listen to what others say and step out of your comfort zone. It's been a great time knowing you better this year. Have a blessed Christmas and an awesome New Year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/320/IMAGE_027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Freddy and Amanda &lt;em&gt;(behind)&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fred, it's been awesome knowing you this year. Though we had &lt;em&gt;lots&lt;/em&gt; of misunderstandings and what-not, we always manage to just throw it away and take it as a grain of salt. That character of yours is very much appreciated. I pray that our friendship will last 'till we die &lt;em&gt;(i know, im cliched)&lt;/em&gt;. Its been a great trip, and it'll go on.. and oh, God bless with amanda!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amanda.. you're awesome. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kim- I don't have a pic of you, but you're everything I said before this times a 100. Cos i ran out of words and I don't wanna be a broken record machine. but 3 words sums it all, I love you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/759/320/IMAGE_087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guys, take a good look Tae's &lt;em&gt;(left)&lt;/em&gt; lips. Isn't small? Anyways, Tae, my fellow asian, you are seriously the funniest kid i've ever met in my life. All u care about is "soccer and fi-lem". Remember that? lol! You know we &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; gonna make the trip to South Africa for World Cup 2010 eh? We have to.. I'll call you in 5 years to remind you. Tae, u've been a really good friend and I want you to know it's very much appreciated.. Continue carrying the cross and show the whole world that there is none like Christ. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Darren! You definitely kept your promise you made in high school that we'd still hang out even if we don't go to the same university. These 4 months, I've got to know you so much more than the 1 1/2 years i've been at LCS. I got to see your true rage-y side. but, it's all good.. cos you have an awesome sister. LOL. Well, truly, you try so hard to keep our friendship going, and it's really succeeding.. and I really appreciate your friendship. Remember, say hi to Jackie for me.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That was the end of the picture post. But to those I didn't mention, don't feel too sad. Lol. This Christmas dedication goes out to my friends, my enemies, my family and especially to that special someone. I come before all of you begging for forgiveness for all my wrong doings and thanking all of you for being in my life, and being with me. I'm truly blessed to have such wonderful circle of friends. To my family, I miss all of you. Mom, dad, blake, ian&lt;em&gt;, kung kung, mah mah, wai po, wai gong&lt;/em&gt;, my aunts, uncles and my cousins. You're all being missed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So guys, have a safe and blessed Christmas and hope all of you are having more fun than I am, cos I'm not. Take care, God bless&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-113401357645818715?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/113401357645818715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=113401357645818715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/113401357645818715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/113401357645818715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2005/12/reminiscing.html' title='reminiscing'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-113269728347667585</id><published>2005-11-22T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T14:08:03.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My prayer</title><content type='html'>Oh Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Grant my family, especially his parents peace in their hearts. Let their prayers be heard by You. Let this incident br ing tens, if not hundreds of people to you. Thank you Lord that you've created a hero in the family. Oh Lord, let not anyone to be blamed. Let everyone know that it is Your plan, and it is Your will that this incident happened. You are everything on this earth, You decide the next second. Lord, I pray that You would show mercy to the family. Be with them. Comfort them. Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days ago, after supper, my aunt told me that a cousin of mine passed away. When it first hit me, I didn't know how to react. Should I cry, should I mourn, or should I just take it as a bad news. I was never close to my cousin, expect his family's few rare visit or my family's few rare visit to my hometown, heck, I cant even remember his name. All I know was that I adored him. He is only 8 (according to &lt;a href="http://blakedang.blogspot.com"&gt;blake&lt;/a&gt;) and amongst the cousin on my mom's side of the family, him and his brother were the most obedient ones. I called my dad and heard about what happened, and tears began to roll down my cheeks. According to my dad, the car spun out of control and hit a lamp-post, and the most amazing thing was the impact saved the whole family, but took his life away. It seems really coincidental, but I believe that God was there that day to save their lives. God was there to protect the family, but the inevitable happened. It amazes me that their family is taking this really calmly. They are believers and I believe this incident strenghten their faith even more. Truly, God works in different ways, and we don't know the end of this story yet, but we'll wait for God to finish His work.&lt;br /&gt;In this accident, there were lots of people to blame. They were on their way to KL to go on a holiday to Bali with my family. My mom arranged this trip. My mom could be the 1st to be blamed, but no, the family believed that this is all God-planned. I just pray that his dad wouldn't be so hard on himself, because he was the one driving and according to my dad, he's devastated. Again, I've never experience a lost of a person close to me in my whole life. I really can't tell how sad his family must be.&lt;br /&gt;This post is extended to those of you who have lost someone really important in your life. I pray for calmness in your hearts. Feel free to leave comments in a form of a prayer, even if it's just a single sentence. God bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you in heaven buddy!&lt;br /&gt;-Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-113269728347667585?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/113269728347667585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=113269728347667585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/113269728347667585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/113269728347667585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-prayer.html' title='My prayer'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-113238687166958913</id><published>2005-11-18T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T23:54:31.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the hell</title><content type='html'>what on earth did i do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-113238687166958913?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/113238687166958913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=113238687166958913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/113238687166958913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/113238687166958913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-hell.html' title='What the hell'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-112996836196036745</id><published>2005-10-22T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T01:06:01.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>remember those times, wait.. never happened</title><content type='html'>Why am I so stupid? why am i so sensitive to little stupid things? Why do i care what people think? Why am i always pissing people off? Why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't think now it's stressed related.. its just the way i am - stupid.. I cant have any friends in a long run. They'll evntually hate me or i'll just get annoyed with them. Why's that? why do i say things that hurt other people? Why do i feel insulted when it's really not intended to me? Why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past week has just hell. So much on my mind, can't concentrate on studying cos my buddy's going out with a girl.. I cant help but feel like a third wheel. I cant help but feel like im obstructing them. Everytime I hang out with them, i just want to walk away and go someplace else. but what other friend's do i have? So i have no choice but stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know the answer to all those questions? its cos im stupid, that's why&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-112996836196036745?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/112996836196036745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=112996836196036745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/112996836196036745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/112996836196036745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2005/10/remember-those-times-wait-never.html' title='remember those times, wait.. never happened'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-112978177440348411</id><published>2005-10-19T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T21:16:14.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>freak of nature</title><content type='html'>Man, university is killing me.. why the hell are people so messed up? Why the hell do they go around telling people stuff bout me? Why the hell do they do that but dont come to me if they have a problem with me? This few weeks has just been the shittiest week ive had in a long time, if 3 months is considered a long time.&lt;br /&gt;I know, im not the best person to tolerate in this world, neither am i the best friend anyone could have, but I do know that a friend's girlfriend/crush/lover (whatever u wanna call em) is off limits. So many experiences with friends hating me cos they THINK i like the "girl of their dreams" yet i still didnt learn my lesson. What's wrong with being close to a girl? What's wrong with just being me?&lt;br /&gt;There's really no one you can trust nowadays; everyone wants something from you, or they just wanna mess up your life. So, why am I so pissed? Take all that shit with my "friends" and add it with school and mid-terms, and ull end up killing yourself.&lt;br /&gt;But you know who I can trust? God...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-112978177440348411?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/112978177440348411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=112978177440348411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/112978177440348411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/112978177440348411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2005/10/freak-of-nature.html' title='freak of nature'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10044512.post-110526517164336989</id><published>2005-01-09T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T02:06:11.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up and running</title><content type='html'>Im sick of xanga and the lagness, so im switching to blogspot since every1 else is using it.. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10044512-110526517164336989?l=liverpudlian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/feeds/110526517164336989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10044512&amp;postID=110526517164336989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/110526517164336989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10044512/posts/default/110526517164336989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liverpudlian.blogspot.com/2005/01/up-and-running.html' title='Up and running'/><author><name>liverpudlian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779744973203764290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
